MTL - The Pioneer of the Rebirth Era-Chapter 32 Double kill

Although 　　 did something, it was a bit of an eyebrow, but I couldn't start it immediately. Yang Dongxu, the breakfast van of this era that had no hand push, had to find a way to make one.

　　 This thing is simple, although there is no liquefied gas tank, you can't use electricity. So the steamed buns should be steamed at home in the dining car in advance, and then a smaller briquette stove can be used to insulate the steamed buns in the steamer in the dining car.

　　Dining truck is easy as long as there is a chassis, and other parts of the dining truck can be easily built with wooden strips. Even Yang Dongxu, who is not a mechanical designer, drew the entire dining car drawing with the pencil head three or two times, or the one marked on the scale.

　　 It's a little troublesome to steam buns. Obviously, if you don't move in a large courtyard, it's too quiet and easy to attract attention. Besides, there is no such big steamed steamed buns in the big miscellaneous courtyard. In the end, Yang Dongxu can only focus on the small courtyard of Old Man Xuan.

　　 "No, I can't say anything. It's my biggest limit to promise to sell you buns. The small courtyard that you can't grasp is messed up." Xuan Laolou stared at Yang Dongxu, and there was a slap posture when he didn't make a word.

　　 "This is not for me, but also for yourself? How can I make money without a breakfast car, how to buy a house without making money, how to support you without a house, how to buy those antique calligraphy, how to..."

　　 "It's worth it, when I met your kid, I counted as a thief ship." Old man Xuan interrupted Yang Dongxu, who was counting where his fingers were.

Yang Dongxu immediately turned from a Tang monk to a child, and grinned broadly: "Take care of the old man Xuan, I am sure to listen to me. We will do nothing for the first money we earn, buy a big one first House, lest you succumb in this small courtyard."

　　 "I'm dead, you can dig a hole to help me bury it, I don't want a big house." Old man Xuan looked at Yang Dongxu, didn't know what expression he thought about, and began to get angry.

　　Yang Dongxu asked him to dismantle the grape rack, but this is his lifeblood. Is it easy for him to serve a few grape racks to the size of the small courtyard covered in front of him?

　　 "Temporarily, only temporarily. These grape racks are too disturbing, let's not say that the insects above will fall into the steamer, just put a stove underneath, and put the steamer on top. The grape rack is too short to block?

　　Furthermore, once the fire and steam rise underneath, the grape rack will be burned to death sooner or later, it is better to move them now. Don't worry, just remove it, not cut it. When we buy the whole plant in Siheyuan, will you transplant it to you? "

　　 "You are a jerk." Old Xuan growled.

　　The steamer is easy. Some old BJs sell steamed buns. The steamed steamed buns and steamed buns can be used. Just find a bricklayer in the stove in the yard. There is no shortage of such craftsmen in the alley.

　　 They may be scrupulous in taking over business privately, but it is absolutely satisfying to help neighbors and have a lunch with meat. The two wheels of the cart's chassis are a bit of a problem.

　　 It seems that those who have wheels are precious things these days. Asking many people gives the same advice as buying a bicycle. After all, it is also a steel ring, not the natural rarity of the previous wood structure.

　　 Finally looked for a long time, or Grandma Liu gave the idea to run to the waste station and found a rusty scrap. I tried it, although it looks a bit ugly, but the middle bar and bearing are all fine. Add some oil to the missing car bar, and find a bigger bicycle repair shop for the tires.

　　 Take this thing home by car? Forget it, it might be better to push home. In the past, there were too many memories of pushing the chassis of such a car in the countryside and running around. Put the frame flat, put such a chassis on the handlebars, and instantly transform the adult four-wheeled car?

　　 "This thing is really light." The wooden dining car is not multiple, even if there are two insulated coal stoves in the ground. If you don't go uphill or downhill, Zhou Ya, a thin little girl, can push away.

　　 "The work of making dough and meat stuffing is left to you, and Sister Ya and I are only responsible for the package." Yang Dongxu, who pushed the chassis back from the bicycle repair shop three kilometers away, panted and drank a cup of tea.

　　 "I know that your kid is not good-hearted, and I have to do all the hard work, but you are a **** to make money." The old man in the hand of the dining car in his hand was stunned and glared.

　　 "If you can't say that, you are still going to let me give you the end of your retirement, I am a little bastard, then you who want me to end..."

　　 Not finished yet Yang Dongxu jumped up and ran away, and the old man Xuan was a little angry and angry.

　　 "Sooner or later, you will be mad at you, a little king." Old man Xuan pointed to Yang Dongxu and looked around for feather dusters or brooms and other weapons.

　　 "Xiao Xiao Qi, Xiao Xiao Qi, Tong Yan Wu Ji, Tong Yan Wu Ji know, don't you know?" Seeing the old man Xuan seems really a bit anxious, Yang Dongxu had no choice but to come over to pay his face.

　　 After half a ring, Old Man Xuan gasped, and nodded Yang Dongxu's forehead with his right hand.

　　Yang Dongxu can only laugh with him beside him, he really does not understand what happened to Old Xuan. Was it suddenly stimulated by my grandpa who suddenly had multiple daughters? Normally, he used words to block Yang Dongxu's madness. In recent days, his combat effectiveness has plummeted.

　　 "How do the stuffing of buns, like we usually eat? Salt is easy to say, but I don't have much of the other condiments, and it takes time to make it." Yang Dongxu said, enjoying the dog's thigh-shouldering and thumping legs.

"How could it be like what we usually eat? I think it's cheap to sell the buns that we eat for 5 cents. Even the outer skin doesn't need to be too thin. It's already a conscience to bite the meat in a big bite. .

　　 So don’t get sour when you make hair, or just don’t get too hard. You don’t need to add anything to it. Don't put too much salt in the meat filling. Ordinary seasonings can be added to increase the umami taste. Others don't matter. Yang Dongxu said quickly.

　　 Like those buns made by old man Xuan Changxuan? How is it possible that all of them are fine products, Yang Dongxu is ready to be the killer card, how can he be a common color-changing seller when he comes up?

　　 "Isn't this a kind of fraud?" Old Man Xuan frowned.

"What is cheating? As long as the flour we use is good flour, not moldy, and the meat is indeed pork, not mouse meat, and the taste is slightly better than those in the canteen, that is true. You are true I want to make every bun as fine as we eat it. You can’t make a few of them in a exhausted day. What do we earn for a quarter?”

　　 "What kind of mouse meat? If you dare to do these disheartening things, break your leg."

　　 "The metaphor, the metaphor, is a metaphor. If I do that, how can I open the restaurant?" Yang Dongxu quickly appeased.

　　 "You are going to open a restaurant, that is allowed to do now?" Old man Xuan breathed a sigh of relief.

　　 "Don't you go out to inquire during this time, you still have no idea? I think so, we sell the buns first, and when someone sees us selling buns to make money and follow suit, we will add some secret recipes to continue selling buns.

　　 When other people's tastes also improve, our money should be almost made. Then I opened a restaurant. In the morning, we sold the buns that we usually sell, but we also sold those high-quality buns to entertain some guests.

　　 This is a high-quality bun, and it's still an expensive customer, so the price of the bun is definitely more expensive than the ordinary bun, isn't it? Then add some delicious porridge or something. You say people sitting inside drinking porridge and eating high-quality buns, do you think people who buy ordinary buns outside can only take away the food and feel good face? "

　　 "Don't be an official." Xuan Old Man turned his head to look at Yang Dongxu who pinched his shoulders.

　　 Listening to Yang Dongxu's face is dumbfounded and doesn't know what he means. Isn't this discussion about how to make the buns sell better? Has a relationship with the official.

　　 "Otherwise you must be a traitor." Old Xuan continued.

　　 Yang Dongxu was stunned for a moment, and then his heart was filled with fire. Why did you become a traitor? Do you hate corrupt officials the most? Before the rebirth, it was just that the second generation of officials did not meet themselves when they were lucky. Otherwise, let him hurt more seriously than he believe it or not?

　　 "Don't do business in the future, otherwise it will definitely be a profiteer." Xuan Old Man added.

　　Doubiekill, hey! I said that the old man is endless? Do you really think of yourself as a magic stick? I am only seven years old, how do you see that I must be a traitor or profiteer? Can you still have a good time together?

　　Yang Dongxu is going to school, so selling buns can only be left to Mr. Xuan and Zhou Ya. UU reading books www.uukanshu.com The two of them were busy in the early morning. When the weather was slightly different, the steamed buns were almost steamed. They even brought the steamer to the cart.

　　 There is also a pot with hot water under the steamer, and under the pot is the coal stove with the gas port opened. In this way, the steamed buns in the steamer are still steaming, even if there are a few of them that are not fully steamed, they can be fully cooked on the way to the entrance of the wool mill, and nothing unsteamed will happen.

　　 Put the pot on the cart, there is still water in the pot, there are steamers and hundreds of steamed buns on it. Obviously, this little girl Zhou Ya can't push, so Old Man Xuan and Zhou Yiren will help push it over.

　　Zhou Ya didn't know why she was very good to herself, but her father, who was a little stranger, was always not so close. Helping to push the dining car every morning, and then go to work, became Zhou Yiren's few bonds that could bring him closer to his daughter.

　　 is only willing to give money to Yang Dongxu for such nonsense, except that he needs to do an experiment for his job. It was also because he finally saw a rare smile from his daughter who did something.

　　 So during this time Yang Dongxu made any request to crown Zhou Ya's name. It can be said that it is unimpeded by his grandfather. It is much more difficult than before to explain Zhou Yiren for a long time.

　　Originally, Yang Dongxu thought that after the old man was busy, he didn't need to practice. Who would have thought that he still did not escape the claw. Except that two days ago, the old man Xuan didn't care where Zhou Ya bought a little girl, let Yang Dongxu practice by himself.

In a few days he took the dining car to the place and came back to continue watching Yang Dongxu Lian, waiting for him to finish his homework and soak the medicine barrel to go to school, he went to the woolen mill to watch it for a while There is no delay in pushing back the dining car. In the morning, I can make up for a good day.