Bianjing Canteen (Food)

The advance collection of "Nine Ling Lin's Noodle House" is at the end~ ———————————— As the only direct descendant of the State Banquet Master, Lin Xia opened her eyes and faced a house with four walls, her younger siblings who were waiting to be fed, her father who was too stupid to study, and her mother who passed away early. What to do? Salad! Lin Xia rolled up her sleeves and returned to her old profession. From setting up a stall to opening a store, we have grown bigger and stronger step by step. Later, everyone knew that a small canteen opened in Bianjing City. Chicken, duck, fish, fried and stewed, bustling and in short supply. Guests come and go, ranging from peddlers and lackeys to the home of bells and cauldrons. Even the saint who had lived in the temple for a long time couldn't help but come to try it. - Quan knew that Gu Fuzhi, who was in charge of Kaifeng Mansion, relied on the fact that he was the only son of the eldest princess and was selfless and unkind. Even the officials could not get favors from him. He punched the special envoy of a foreign country who made trouble after drinking, and kicked the noble son who was dominating the market. He was nicknamed "Ghost Sees Sorrow". But someone happened to catch him wiping tables and setting chopsticks in the small canteen, hunching his back. He was scolded by the shopkeeper for serving the wrong dish, and he didn't dare to express his anger. Is this still the young father-in-law we know? Some people say: Having money can make ghosts grind the mill, and having food can also drive away ghosts and worry. Food guide: 1. In the background of the Song Dynasty, there will be no wars and disputes, private establishments, and no emphasis on the party. 2. Food business, daily life in the market Received in advance~ After a car accident, 38-year-old Lin Su, who had wasted half of his life, returned to the time when he was 22 years old. She hasn't had a falling out with her family because of a scumbag, and her sister hasn't died due to childbirth. The whole family is still holed up in the tube building in the family courtyard of the police station, running a small noodle shop with few stores. "Mom, sister! I will definitely help you two live a good life!" 22-Year-old Lin Su said solemnly, sitting in the dimly lit living room. Lin Cai held out her pregnant belly, touched her sister's forehead, and said with a smile: "Mom, I said she shouldn't be allowed to chase HOT, because people are stupid after her!" The small restaurant at the back door of Xicheng Police Station was renovated and opened. Out of sympathy for the sacrificed veteran comrades, and in order to take care of orphans and widowed mothers, everyone from the top to the bottom of the police station came to support him. Many people complain that eating Lin's noodles is not as good as eating in the canteen! But eating this... Eat! What we eat is Lin's Noodle House! Queuing, waiting for seats, limited quota... They all understand, but what are scalpers? Who can afford the sky-high price of noodles starting from 99 a serving! Isn't it just half a month's salary? Eat! What's not to eat? Intention: Continuous self-improvement and perseverance