Pioneer of the Rebirth Era

Although he had an idea of ​​what to do, he couldn't start immediately. There was no hand-pushed breakfast cart in this era, and Yang Dongxu had to find a way to make one.

This thing is simple, although there is no liquefied gas tank, and it cannot use electricity. Therefore, the buns must be steamed at home and placed on the dining car, and then a smaller briquette stove can be used in the dining car to keep the buns in the steamer warm.

A dining cart is easy as long as it has a chassis, and other parts of the dining cart can be built with wooden strips. Even Yang Dongxu, who is not a mechanical design student, took a pencil and drew the entire drawing of the dining cart, and still marked it

The kind of scale.

The place where steamed buns are steamed is a bit troublesome. It is obviously not too quiet in the courtyard, and it is easy to attract attention. Besides, there is not such a big stove for steaming buns in the courtyard. In the end, Yang Dongxu could only focus on the small courtyard of Old Man Xuan.

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"No, I can't say anything. Promising to help you sell steamed buns is my maximum limit. The small courtyard that I can't control is in a mess." Xuan Laolou glared at Yang Dongxu, as if he would slap him if he said anything he didn't agree with.

"This is not helping me, but also helping yourself, isn't it? If we don't build a breakfast cart, how can we make money? If we don't make money, how can we buy a house? If we don't have a house, how can we provide for you in old age? How can we buy those antique calligraphy and paintings? How..."

"Yes, yes, I'll count you as a pirate ship when I meet you." Old Man Xuan interrupted Yang Dongxu, who was counting on his fingers.

Yang Dongxu immediately changed from the Tang monk just now to a little child, grinning widely: "Don't worry, old man Xuan, you must be right to listen to me. With the first money we make, we won't do anything. We'll buy a big one first."

House, so that you won’t be miserable in this small courtyard.”

"I'm dead. You can just dig a hole and bury it for me. I don't want the big house." Old man Xuan looked at Yang Dongxu. He didn't know what he was thinking, and his expression was a little desolate, and then he started to get angry.

Yang Dongxu actually asked him to dismantle the grape trellis, which was his lifeblood. Is it easy for him to grow a few grapes into the size that covers the small courtyard in front of him?

"It's temporary, it's just temporary. These grape trellises are too much in the way. Not to mention that the bugs on them will fall into the steamer. Just put a stove below and put the steamer on top. The grape trellis is too short to block it, isn't it?

Besides, once a fire is set below and the water vapor rises, the grape trellis will be burned to death sooner or later. It’s better to move them now. Don’t worry, it’s just moving them, not cutting them down. When we buy the Siheyuan, the entire plant and the trellis will be transplanted for you.

Is it in the past?"

"You are a bastard." Old Man Xuan roared.

Steaming a steamer is easy. There are many steamed bun sellers in old Yanjing. The steamer used to steam steamed buns can be used just like the steamer used to steam steamed buns. Just find a bricklayer for the stove in the yard. There is no shortage of such craftsmen in the alley.

They may be wary of taking on business in private, but they are absolutely satisfied when they can help their neighbors and have a meaty lunch. But the two wheels on the chassis of the cart are a bit difficult.

These days, things with wheels seem to be precious things. After asking many people, their opinions are similar to buying bicycles. After all, they are also made of steel rims, not the wooden structure of the past.

In the end, after searching for a long time, Grandma Liu gave me the idea and ran to the junkyard to find a rusty and scrapped one. I tried it and although it looked a bit messed up, the middle bar and bearing were fine. I put some oil on the missing car.

In addition, I found a larger bicycle repair shop to finally fix the tire.

Taking this thing home in the car? Forget it, if you have the strength, you might as well push it home. I have too many memories of pushing this kind of car around with chassis and wheels in the countryside. Lay the car flat and put it on the handlebars.

Is it possible to use such a chassis and pulley and instantly transform it into a human-powered four-wheel car?

"This thing is really light." The wooden-framed dining cart doesn't weigh much, even if there are two coal stoves sitting underground. It doesn't weigh much. Zhou Ya, a thin little girl, can push it without going uphill or downhill.

"I'll leave the dough and meat stuffing to you. Sister Ya and I are only responsible for the packaging." Yang Dongxu, who was pushing the chassis wheel back from the bicycle repair shop three kilometers away, panted and drank a cup of tea.

"I know you don't have good intentions. I have to do all the hard work, but it's you, the little bastard, who makes the money." Old Man Xuan blew his beard and stared at the dining cart in his hand.

"You can't say that. You're still planning to let me support you until you die. I'm a little bastard, so if you want me to die for you..."

Before he finished speaking, Yang Dongxu immediately jumped up and ran away. Old man Xuan became a little angry.

"Sooner or later you will be pissed off, you little bastard." Old Man Xuan pointed at Yang Dongxu and looked around for weapons such as a feather duster or a broom.

"Calm down, calm down, Tong Yan Wuji, Tong Yan Wuji, do you know?" Seeing that old man Xuan seemed really anxious, Yang Dongxu had no choice but to come over to apologize with a face.

After a while, Old Man Xuan finally regained his breath and tapped Yang Dongxu's forehead with his right hand.

Yang Dongxu could only laugh beside him. He really didn't understand what was going on with old man Xuan during this time. Could it be that he was stimulated by his godfather's sudden multiple daughters? He usually drove Yang Dongxu crazy with his words. In recent days,

The combat effectiveness has plummeted.

"How do you prepare the stuffing for steamed stuffed buns, as we usually eat? Salt is easy to say, but I don't have much other seasonings. It takes time to make that stuff." Old Man Xuan said, enjoying Yang Dongxu's dog-like pinching of shoulders and legs.

"How could it be like what we usually eat? The steamed buns we eat are sold for 5 cents each and I think they are cheap. Even the outer dough does not need to be made too thin. If you take a big bite and bite into the meat filling, it is considered a conscience.

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So when making the dough, don't over-sour it, or don't over-harden it. You don't need to add anything to it. Just don't add too much salt to the meat filling. Just put in ordinary seasonings to increase the umami flavor. Others don't matter.

Yang Dongxu said quickly.

Like those steamed buns that Old Man Xuan specializes in? How is it possible? They are all high-quality products. Yang Dongxu is preparing to use them as his trump card. How is it possible that they are just sold at roadside stalls in different colors?

"Isn't this deception?" Old Man Xuan frowned.

"What does it mean to cheat? As long as the flour we use is good flour, not moldy, the meat is indeed pork, not rat meat, and the taste is slightly better than those in the canteen, then it is real. You are really

I want to make every bun as fine as the ones we eat. You are so exhausted that you can’t make a few in a day. How can we earn 15 cents each?”

"What rat meat? If you dare to do such shameless things, I'll break your legs."

"A metaphor, a metaphor, it's just a metaphor. If I do that, how can I open a restaurant in the future?" Yang Dongxu quickly comforted him.

"You are going to open a restaurant, are you allowed to do it now?" Old Man Xuan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Didn't you go out to inquire about it during this time? Are you still unsure? This is what I think, let's sell steamed buns first, and when someone sees us making money selling steamed buns and follows suit, we will add some secret ingredients and continue selling steamed buns.

By the time other people's taste has improved, we should have made almost enough money. Then we will open a restaurant and sell the same steamed buns we usually sell in the morning, but we will also sell those high-quality steamed buns to entertain some distinguished guests.

These are high-quality steamed buns, and they are for VIP customers, so the price of the steamed buns must be more expensive than ordinary steamed buns, right? And then they are paired with some delicious porridge and so on. What do you mean by the people sitting inside, drinking porridge and eating high-quality steamed buns?

, look at those people outside who buy ordinary steamed buns and can only take them away, don’t you feel that they are very dignified?”

"You must not become an official." Old man Xuan turned his head and looked at Yang Dongxu, who was squeezing his shoulders.

Yang Dongxu was confused when he heard this and didn't know what he meant. Isn't this a discussion on how to make the buns sell better? It has something to do with being an official.

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

Yang Dongxu was stunned for a moment, and then he felt angry. Why did he become a traitor? He hated corrupt officials the most, okay? Before his rebirth, he was just the second-generation official who was lucky enough not to encounter him when he made trouble. Otherwise, he would be hurt more than himself.

Do you want to seriously believe it or not?

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

Doubie                                                                                                 Kill, hey! Did I say that the old man is done with it? Do you really think of yourself as a magician? I am only seven years old, how do you know that I must be a traitor or a profiteer in the future? Can we still have fun together?

Already?

Yang Dongxu has to go to school, so the business of selling steamed buns can only be left to Old Man Xuan and Zhou Ya. The two of them started busy in the early morning. By the time it was a little light, the steamed buns were almost steamed, and they were put on the cart with the steamer.

There is also a pot under the steamer with hot water in it, and under the pot is a coal stove with the gas vent turned on. In this way, the buns in the steamer continue to steam, even if there are a few that are not fully steamed, they are pushed to the entrance of the woolen mill.

It also allows it to be cooked thoroughly, so that nothing will happen if it is not cooked.

There is a pot on the cart, there is still water in the pot, there is a steamer and hundreds of steamed buns on it. It is obvious that Zhou Ya, a little girl, cannot push it, so Old Man Xuan and Zhou Yiren will help push it.

Zhou Ya didn't know why she wasn't so close to her father, who was obviously very good to her but a bit strange to her. She helped push the food cart every morning and then went to work, making her one of the few times Zhou Yiren could get close to his daughter.

The bond of relationship.

The reason why he was willing to give Yang Dongxu money to do this nonsense was not only because his work needed to be an experiment, but also because he finally saw a rare smile on his daughter who had something to do.

So during this period, as long as Yang Dongxu made any request and put Zhou Ya's name on it, it could be said to be smooth and smooth at his godfather's place. It was much easier than before when Zhou Yiren had to explain for a long time before Zhou Yiren agreed.

Originally, Yang Dongxu thought that after old man Xuan became busy, he would not have to practice Kung Fu. Who would have thought that he still had not escaped from the clutches of the devil. Except that two days ago, old man Xuan was worried about where a little girl Zhou Ya was shopping, so he asked Yang Dongxu to practice by himself.