Chapter 42 Everyone eats according to their ability - "Rebirth in 80s, after the separation of the family, I took my wife and daughter to eat and drink well"
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"It's okay," Lao Zhou shook his head, "It's just...well, that Qian Dayong opposite is really not good at his craftsmanship.
The meat in the sesame cakes was very hot, and the braised soup didn't taste right, it was terribly salty.
Not to mention noodles, if too much alkali is added, they will taste bitter.
Cheap is cheap, but cheap goods are not good."
Zhao Zhijun suppressed his laughter and nodded pretending to be serious: "Then what did you eat this week?"
"Forget it," Lao Zhou waved his hand, "I couldn't stand it after three days of eating it, and then I went to the bun shop next door to eat it for two days. I just couldn't bear it today. Yours is still delicious."
Zhao Zhijun finally couldn't hold it back and laughed.
After finishing two meat buns, Lao Zhou drank all the noodle soup in the bowl.
He wiped his mouth and sighed with contentment: "Master Lin's craftsmanship is still to my taste. From now on, if I don't run around blindly, I will eat at your house."
After Lao Zhou left, several old customers came back one after another.
The reasons are pretty much the same.
The food on the other side is cheap, but the taste is not good. I will get tired of it after eating it for a few days.
"Third brother-in-law, you are right!"
Zhao Zhijun almost jumped up with excitement, "Lao Zhou is back, Lao Li is back, and those from the agricultural machinery factory are all back!"
Lin Guoqiang smiled, said nothing, and continued cooking noodles.
After the promotion ended, Wang's snack business plummeted.
Qian Dayong adjusted the price back to normal.
The sesame seed cakes are stuffed with meat for three cents and the Yangchun noodles are four cents, just like Lin Guoqiang’s.
But the customers didn’t buy it.
The same price but a huge difference in taste, why should I eat yours?
The Wang's snacks that used to line up every day are now deserted at the door, and they don't sell much in a day.
Qian Dayong stood at the door, looking at the guests coming in and out of Guoqiang Snacks opposite, with a complicated expression on his face.
Zhao Zhijun would take a sneak peek every time he passed by and report to Lin Guoqiang when he came back: "Third brother-in-law, there are no people across the street today."
"Don't mind other people's business and do your job well."
"I know, I just..." Zhao Zhijun chuckled, "I just feel relieved."
Lin Guoqiang glared at him: "Why are you so angry? It's not easy for people to do business.
Everyone eats according to his ability, don't take pleasure in others' misfortune."
Zhao Zhijun shrank his neck and stopped talking, but the corners of his mouth were still raised.
A few days later, Wang's snacks changed their menu.
The original words on the blackboard at the door were erased and replaced with new ones.
"Fried pancakes, fried noodles, egg-filled pancakes, leek boxes, millet porridge."
The beef noodles and Yangchun noodles are still there, but they have been moved to the bottom, and the font size is also one size smaller.
Several newly added items are not available in Guoqiang Snacks.
Zhao Zhijun ran to take a look, then went back and said to Lin Guoqiang: "Third brother-in-law, the menu has changed across the street.
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