The business of the people of Sichuan
Sichuan people's "laziness" is not really lazy, but a kind of contentment. My mother used to say that some people choked to death by eating, choking to death by drinking water, and were smashed to death by flowerpots on the road, but I never heard of anyone who died of poverty.
there is a Sichuan cuisine called Mama Zhang in Beijing. the boss is from Suining. The environment is very poor, the service is very bad, but the business is so good that it revolts. Throughout the year, from early morning to dusk, from dusk to midnight, less than twenty square meters of the hall is always crowded with people, there are standing food, squatting food, half-standing half squatting food, and lying down to eat, anyway, it is impossible to sit comfortably. If the waiter wants to put his feet in the sky when serving food, he will be splashed with soup oil all over his face if he is not careful.
There are many people in Tangzi, and more people are waiting for seats outside. As soon as I look at it, I feel that half of the people in Beijing have come here to go to the market. Those who came to dinner became midnight snacks, and those who came to eat midnight snacks became breakfast. Everyone's neck stretched out as long as a goose, and he was so hungry that he wanted to sing to the sky, watching someone come out while wiping his mouth.
some girls are patient and don't worry when waiting for a seat. Generally speaking, after taking a jin of melon seeds, they almost have a place to eat. After waiting for dinner as a midnight snack again, I couldn't help complaining to my boss: "Why don't you open a branch?" The boss rolled his eyes at me and said, "how tired!" But Mama Zhang is not lazy. I know a lazier one. Chengdu people like to eat mutton, every time to the Winter Solstice must drink mutton soup, otherwise like cooking without salt, to go to the room to uncover tile.
There is a mutton restaurant opposite my house, which only sells mutton. The menu has not been changed for more than ten years, just like their table and bench, which has not been changed for more than ten years. I even suspect that it has not even been wiped at all, and the sanitary conditions are appalling. But for the people of Chengdu, poor conditions and good taste are equated. In our opinion, restaurants that use the dining environment to attract guests must be very bad make-up monsters. This kind of dirty restaurant is the real beauty that comes out of hibiscus in clear water and dares to pick up guests without makeup. Every day when we get to the Winter Solstice, there must be a traffic jam on the road in front of this restaurant. On the sidewalk, the side of the road was covered with hot pot, and a group of people sat around Mongolian Hot Pot, rinsing mutton and vegetables, and drinking soup.
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They could eat for nearly two hours before and after. The man occupied the road and the car could not drive, so the driver simply threw his hand and jumped down and had a pot of mutton soup. Sichuan people open a restaurant, the hall is not for guests to sit, it is the kitchen of the store.
visitors, as soon as the table is set up towards the street and the stool is set, you can eat it, which is economical and affordable. What, you asked Mama Zhang why she didn't do it? Because her house is next to a public toilet. No matter how delicious it is, it's a delicate feeling to put the tables and chairs next to the public toilet. The owner of this store only does business for half a year, closes in April, and the whole family runs all over the world, memorizing all the strange places in my high school geography textbooks, and doesn't open the door until October, usually after the National Day holiday. When I was a child, it wasn't a foodie. I didn't know there were so many restaurants now. Every time the mutton restaurant opened, I had to go in standing up and go out on my stomach. The owner of that restaurant is getting lazier and lazier now.
He used to sell breakfast, but now he doesn't sell breakfast anymore. The mutton restaurant does not sell breakfast, which seems to the people of Chengdu to be about to change. How did you get breakfast at the mutton restaurant? Mutton soup was cooked the night before, warm all night, and in the morning it was as thick and fragrant as milk, chopped green pepper, spring onions, and parsley into the soup, plus stewed mutton pickled rice with sour radish, index finger moved early in the morning, anorexia could eat two bowls. But you say, aren't the people of Sichuan industrious? Sichuan people are the most hardworking people I have ever seen. Of all the big cities in China, only Chengdu and Chongqing can quickly find a restaurant that can fill their stomachs even if they rush to the streets at three or four o'clock in the morning. The mother's hoof flower behind the people's Park is a classic place to go for midnight snacks, which is known to everyone in Chengdu.
Sichuan people like to rub hemp, after dinner at eight or nine o'clock, everyone looks at me, I look at you, say, circle mahjong? "Circle" is a time quantifier in Sichuan. One lap is equal to four hours. It starts at nine o'clock. After playing, alas, it is already one o'clock. No wonder you are a little hungry. So a group of people went out happily to look for food. Sichuan people's "laziness" is not lazy, but a kind of contentment. My mother used to say that some people choked to death by eating, choking to death by drinking water, and were smashed to death by flowerpots on the road, but I never heard of anyone who died of poverty. You see, the aunt downstairs of our house has been selling rabbit heads by pushing a cart for more than ten years.
She has been selling rabbit heads since you were in primary school, and even after you graduated from graduate school, didn't she survive well? The business of that rabbit head is good, and there are many repeat customers, but the aunt only sells 100 pieces a day. For more than ten years, the price has only risen from three yuan to five yuan. Someone asked her why she didn't sell more and opened a shop. The aunt hurriedly waved her hand and opened a shop. She was so tired that she couldn't get it at all, and she was not short of money. Mother Zhang held it back for four or five years and finally opened a branch. The environment of the new store is much better, at least there is no public toilet nearby. I have been there once, and it always feels strange to eat, but it is not the taste that has changed, but it is still the inferiority of the Sichuan people-sitting in a clean and bright room, no matter how delicious food is, it is like swallowing a fly.