It tastes so hot, and the taste is a little lighter."

Zhou Heng nodded, "It's very good, so you need to be salty and light. Then you need to wear it into skewers and then put it in the red soup just now. If it's too salty and spicy, it will be even more salty."

Boss Xue came over with a look of confusion.

"You haven't said what food is called?"

Zhou Heng smiled, "Kanto Cooking, also called Chuanchuanxiang, depends on which name you like? You can vote for this."

Zhu Yunmo poked Zhou Heng, "Taste it for me."

Zhou Heng looked at Zhu Yunmo and signaled him not to be anxious.

"Wait a while, we will try it. Now we are trying to taste whether it is cooked. If the prince doesn't cook, he will have a stomachache."

Zhu Yunmo didn't say anything anymore, Boss Xue smashed her mouth.

"This meatball tastes meaty when eaten, but it doesn't feel meaty when chewing. It seems to have a more delicate taste. It doesn't have to stuff your teeth, but it's too soft and rotten. I can't tell the feeling."

Zhou Heng looked at the sheep belly and the goods he sent, found a knife, and started to change the knife for each item, each wearing a string of them. Of course, some mushrooms, cabbage, tofu, and bean curd were prepared.

The tofu was cut into small pieces and was worn diagonally. There were three pieces on a string, and the bean curd was even more wavy. The cabbage was just a few leaves. This time, without Zhou Heng's instructions, they rushed up one by one, and began to skewers as Zhou Heng was like.

Boss Xue was the most thoughtful. He found a small table and several benches and surrounded the stove. Zhou Heng picked up some of each type on a plate and placed it on the table. The red soup on the stove had already been boiled, and the hot smell stimulated everyone's taste buds.

Zhou Heng put all kinds of skewers into the pot, and instantly the skewers changed color, and the red look was very attractive.

"Brother Xue, ask everyone to set up a small iron stove and cook some to try. Only after eating it yourself will you know whether it is delicious. You will know how to sell it when you go out to sell it. However, at the beginning, you still have to have a slightly spicy bottom, otherwise you will really not be able to stand it if it gets very spicy."

The little fat man asked in confusion:

“What are mild and extra spicy?”

Boss Xue slapped him on the head, "See what we eat? That's very spicy. As for the slightly spicy, it's half a piece of frozen base outside with a pot of bone soup."

Zhou Heng nodded, and the fat man suddenly realized that he ran out quickly. The frozen base material outside had condensed into pieces, and the red color was very beautiful.

I quickly divided it evenly according to the size of my palm, cut it into pieces, and divided the broken and broken into each pot. Others had soup, some prepared iron stoves, some prepared bowls, chopsticks, tables and chairs, and some distributed skewers.

For a moment, the workshop was very lively. Soon, they sat down and started cooking like Zhou Heng and the others. Zhou Heng divided several strings for Boss Xue and Zhu Yunmo.

Then he made a plate of seasonings on his own, and Zhu Yunmo didn't leave anything behind. Seeing that Zhou Heng was ready, he quickly grabbed it. Zhou Heng curled his lips and said nothing. After all, he was the prince, so he made two bowls for himself and Boss Xue.

When the schwan sausage was eaten, it was immediately a sound of coughing or hissing in the cave.

Boss Xue grabbed a potato slice, took a bite, and then stopped.

Zhu Yunmo was about to eat, but when he saw Boss Xue's actions, he didn't dare to sip easily.

"What's wrong, isn't it delicious?"

Boss Xue shook his head, "This taste is really great, a bit soft and very glutinous. The old lady can bite it. This golden potato and spicy pot are really a perfect match."

Zhu Yunmo was relieved and quickly blew the potato chips on his hand, took a careful bite, widened his eyes and nodded hard at Boss Xue, as if he was confirming his judgment.

"It's delicious, it's really delicious. I wonder what that corn is?"

Zhou Heng found the corn skewers from the pot and handed them to the two of them. Before he could speak, Boss Xue bit him and Zhou Heng quickly stopped him.

"I asked if you can slow down, but I haven't said where you can eat and where you can't eat?"

Boss Xue chewed hard, swallowed it, and then she started to laugh.

"Sweet, this one tastes a bit like the combination of beans and rice, chewy and delicious."

Zhou Heng glanced at me. This guy was just a livestock and wanted to eat corn cores. He quickly raised a bunch of cornflakes and said:

"Look clearly, the golden seeds on it can be eaten, but the core in the middle cannot be eaten. Of course, if the core of the corn is removed, they can also be used as livestock."

Boss Xue stopped, held up the cornflakes in his hand, looked at them for a long time, and still bit them all. Finally, he said with relish:

"Who said that Xiner is sweet too."

Zhu Yunmo smiled so hard that he bit the corn kernels and tasted them slowly.

"Don't say, this seems to be better, it's better than gold potatoes, you said we're going to grow this."

Zhou Heng nodded, "No hurry. After the new factory is built and the glass roof is completed, don't do anything else and cultivate seedlings in it. These two things are fast-mature things. When the youth is not connected, these two things will come out."

Zhu Yunmo didn't ask again. After all, there were many people here, but he knew that this was a longer-term plan, and it would be more profitable if it was done well.

Boss Xue grabbed the meatballs, and Zhu Yunmo was not willing to be outdone and filled them into his mouth again. It seemed that the meatballs were the most practical food, and they were much better than pure meat.

Zhou Heng turned around and looked at everyone. The tables were full of bamboo sticks. There was no need to ask, and he was very satisfied with this way of eating.

"Okay, I've eaten it, I'll give you some advice. Let's raise our hands to vote now. Should we ask Kanto Cook or Chuan Chuan Xiang? If you agree to Kanto Cook, raise your hand."

As soon as he finished speaking, more than a dozen people raised their hands.

"Then those who agree with Chuanchuanka raise their hands!"

In an instant, everyone raised their hands, and Zhu Yunmo and Boss Xue also raised their hands. It seemed that they liked this name very much. Zhou Heng was very democratic. Since everyone liked it, then choose this simple and straightforward name.

"Then it's settled. Our new shop is called Chuanchuanxiang, but the tags need to be improved. The flat wide tags are made of meatballs, sheep belly, sheep heart, and other tofu and cabbage. They are all fine tags. When checking out, they are charged according to the tags. The wide tags cost ten cents a string, and the fine tags cost five cents a string?"

Boss Xue was anxious, "Is this too cheap?"

Zhou Heng laughed at Boss Xue. When this guy makes money, he dislikes the fact that he sells less. In fact, he makes small profits but he sells more easily. It looks cheap, but it doesn't taste cheaper.

"Count how many tags did you eat?"

As soon as this said, everyone lowered their heads and counted the bamboo sticks in front of them. They were shocked. The few had eaten more than forty skewers, and the many were like Boss Xue and Zhu Yunmo.

"so much?"

Zhou Heng looked at the stamp on the table and laughed.

"Brother Xue counts."

Seeing everyone looking at him, Boss Xue felt a little embarrassed, but he still got up and counted. Zhu Yunmo was also curious about how much he ate and counted it.

"I ate one hundred and eighteen."

Zhu Yunmo was stunned and a little unbelieved the number of tags in his hand.

"I actually ate ninety-two sticks. This is impossible. If you eat it, put it here, right?"

Zhou Heng grabbed his own signature, "I am not much less than the prince's, I have a total of 86."

Zhu Yunmo ignored him, but after thinking about it, he said:

"I remember eating the most meatballs. Two meatballs were on one skewer. They looked very big. The more spicy they ate, the more they wanted to eat them. Before I knew it, I ate a lot. In this way, fifty skewers of meatballs were only 500 yuan, which was quite a lot."

Boss Xue burped, rubbed her stomach and said:

"I'm very full, and I think it's better than any delicacies."

Zhou Heng narrowed his eyes and said, "It's winter now, there are not many things you can skewers. If summer, all kinds of vegetables are available, and fish can also be made into fish balls. You should know that the taste of fish balls is better than that of meat balls."

Zhu Yunmo came over and said, "You can try this one by making fish balls."
Chapter completed!