This way, the ice block can lt a bit more slowly.
Although making ice isn’t too difficult, the troubleso part is that after it lts, you need to dry it and retrieve the nitrate again.
"Wow, the young man is so clever!" Xiaomi praised at the right ti, her eyes practically sparkling!
Compared to herself, Xiaomi felt Wei Ziang was the truly smart one!
All her little cleverness was from things she saw in her past life, none were her own ideas.
But Wei Ziang was different. She hadn’t even co up with the dieval version of a refrigerator, and Wei Ziang had already figured it out, making it look so simple!
With Wei Ziang being so smart alongside her, it suddenly felt like she wasn’t as clever, you know?
Sigh, hiding in plain sight is great, isn’t it? Neither of them stand out too much, people just think they’re smart without overthinking it.
Jiang Hu’s praise was calmly accepted by Wei Ziang, but Xiaomi’s praise made Wei Ziang a bit shy.
However, when soone is around, he often maintains a composed and natural deanor, aside from his ears turning slightly red, with no other reaction.
He continued, "The only problem upfront is that custors need to see the dishes. If only there were transparent oilcloth, it would be far better than wooden doors."
Originally, mosquito nets were hung as a curtain, ant to block mosquitoes, but this wasn’t at all heat-insulating. With them, those thermal blankets warm the front beca useless.
Wooden doors are just a bit troubleso. Custors have to open them to clearly see inside, and there has to be a waiter watching.
The genuine worry when in the dining business is soone tampering with ingredients. Even if it’s a small business, caution is necessary.
Wooden doors provide insulation but obscure others’ sight, necessitating soone to ensure the ingredients’ safety.
Xiaomi thought, "Actually, I think it’s unnecessary to go through all the trouble, since the dishes aren’t weighed. Why not keep them subrged in water? Just ice the ats."
For now, the ats seem to only be pork belly, but undoubtedly, more like chicken, duck, and fish chunks might be added later on, though not too much.
With fewer quantities, freezing preservation becos convenient.
As soon as Xiaomi finished speaking, Wei Ziang nodded repeatedly, "Xiaomi’s idea is better than ours. Just soak them in water; a few wooden basins will keep everything fresh."
Just then, another wafting aroma ca over, and everyone instinctively sniffed the air.
Wei Ziang said, "Moreover, I think cooking spicy hot pot outside might be effective, like with buns and stead buns."
Xiaomi nodded enthusiastically; after all, the spicy hot pot she had in her past life wasn’t hidden too deep, and the aroma spread far and wide.
While speaking, Master Yang brought out a large pot of spicy hot pot.
"Miss Xiaomi, the spicy hot pot is ready. How shall we attract custors?"
The street was empty; offering free tastings was impossible, and the noodles beco mushy if left in the soup for too long.
But Xiaomi had already thought it through, "Bring your bowls and chopsticks; let’s head straight for the street corner!"
Xiaomi gestured towards where the laborers gathered; it was late in the day and very hot, so so on break were lounging in the shade.
Occasionally, horse-drawn carts carrying goods entered the city, and instantly people crowded around them.
The cargo carts were large, unable to enter small alleys, or even if they did, turning inside was difficult, or the goods were too heavy and needed manual transport to warehouses.
At tis like these, laborers were needed, and businesses would hire a few to work, pay them, and they’d return to wait for more jobs.
These laborers had no fixed inco, typically earning based on how much work they did.
On lucky days, they could earn dozens, while on unlucky ones, waiting all day without earning was common.
Master Yang carried a large pot of spicy hot pot, Uncle Wang carried two to three dozen sets of bowls and chopsticks, and Jiang Hu shouldered two benches.
The three large n followed behind the confident and ambitious Xiaomi and the composed Wei Ziang, looking quite out of place.
However, their strange combination caught the attention of others.
Though no trade convoy had entered the city, the workers sprawled crookedly or leaned against walls focused their gaze.
So with keen noses were already sniffing, whispering to those around them.
Xiaomi had her father place the benches down, and Uncle Yang set the spicy hot pot on one.
Having pre-discussed, Master Yang was to serve up two sips of noodles and a couple of vegetable leaves per bowl.
Curiosity piqued, wondering what the three grown n and two youngsters were planning, Xiaomi gently cleared her throat and began.
"Uncles and elder brothers, today Liu’s Spicy Hot Pot reopens, inviting everyone to taste our new dish for free!"
The first couple of lines got no reaction, but as soon as ’free’ was ntioned, everyone perked up.
Xiaomi continued, "Limited quantity, first co, first served, until it’s gone!"
Xiaomi’s voice was clear and loud, secretly using so Spiritual Power to make sure it reached everyone.
"Really free? Eating without paying, who wouldn’t be happy?"
"Of course it’s real," Xiaomi nodded, gesturing to the already-served bowls.
"This isn’t even enough for teeth," soone grumbled.
Xiaomi maintained her smile, "Try the taste first; our spicy hot pot is delicious and cheap, only five copper coins for a large bowl."
Seeing so hesitating, Xiaomi said, "Once it’s gone, there won’t be any more freebies!"
"Co on, let try."
Master Yang quickly handed over a bowl, and the person devoured it in two bites, barely chewing, yet showing surprise.
"This tastes great, much better than plain noodles!"
"Really? Let have so too!"
" too, too! Oh, don’t shove!"
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