Chapter 828 Invitation to Taste
“But can you clean up the pig waste? If the pig waste could be cleaned up, it would have been cleaned up long ago, and we wouldn’t have to wait until today...”
“ Yes, little shopkeeper, the pig's water is different from the cattle and sheep's water. Once, the family did it for cheap. They washed it by the river all morning. The water was no longer clean, but the pig's water was not clean anymore. return It had a strong smell. After cooking it in a pot, it was all poured out. I really couldn’t eat it. Not to mention that I wasted a lot of firewood. Even after washing the pot for three days, it still smelled bad.”
"Take care of it? Haha, the upper lip is touching the sky, and the lower lip is touching the ground - the little shopkeeper has such a big mouth."
After being stunned for a moment, everyone shook their heads again. If they say pig If the sewer can be treated clean, they will naturally eat it. However, the problem is that they simply do not believe what Zhu Pingan said that they can clean the pig waste.
In their opinion, this pork has been eaten for hundreds of years. If pig offal could be cleaned like cattle and sheep offal, it would have been cleaned up long ago. It would be like beef offal and haggis being rushed to the table. As for being eaten now Just throw it away if someone dislikes it.
Everyone’s reaction was as expected by Zhu Pingan.
Century-old concepts cannot be changed by just one or two words, but this situation is also what Zhu Pingan wants.
If you want to rise, you must first suppress it.
The more people doubt it now, the less they believe it. In the future, when fragrant pork offal and stewed pork are presented to them, the impact will be greater and more sensational.
This contrasting effect will be Zhuji Fast Food’s best advertisement.
How can we not seize this opportunity?
As for whether the pig waste is handled cleanly or the pig waste is not delicious, Zhu Pingan has no worries at all.
In modern times, there are mobile vendors selling cooked pig meat at the entrance of many communities, and there are restaurants selling liver soup near many schools. Basically, there are constant diners, rave reviews, and people who never tire of eating.
Not to mention the famous braised pork in Beijing.
Zhu Ping'an's confidence relies on these well-cooked and delicious delicacies that have become popular since the mid-to-late Qing Dynasty and have stood the test of time in modern times.
Nowadays, the more skeptical people are, the better.
Zhu Ping'an curled his lips slightly, raised his hands and faced everyone, and said with confidence, "Our shop can clean pig waste. If we didn't have this diamond, we wouldn't dare to buy this porcelain. To be honest, , this is an ancestral craft in our family.”
“Really or not?”
“Impossible, I have never heard of anyone cleaning pig waste.”
"It's impossible to clean pig waste. No one has been able to do it for many years. Don't listen to the little shopkeeper."
"It's possible if the secret recipe passed down from ancestors is very effective." Okay. Maybe the little shopkeeper can really clean up the pig's water."
After hearing Zhu Ping'an's words, everyone was dubious.
When it comes to ancestral craftsmanship, everyone will think of secret recipes, because ancestral craftsmanship is generally kept secret, and it makes sense that it has not been passed down.
But, can pig waste be treated cleanly? !
For hundreds of years, no one has been heard of who can clean pig waste. This is an irrefutable fact.
So, generally speaking, most people are still skeptical and don't really believe in the secret recipe Zhu Ping'an said.
"It just so happens that the shop is being renovated today and we have to prepare lunch for the masters who do the work. We also bought enough ingredients today. If you folks don't mind it, you can come over and try it at noon. Of course, it will definitely be free today. You will know if the pig waste can be cleaned and whether it tastes good. Did you say that? If it tastes good, fellow villagers, eat more. If it doesn’t taste good, folks, you won’t lose much, right?”
Zhu Ping’an extended his hand to everyone and smiled slightly. He pursed his lips, revealing a simple and honest smile, and his pair of small but dark eyes were as if they were on fire, full of sincere gaze.
Free?
Try it?
Should I agree, or should I agree, or should I agree. Why should I refuse such a thing? Why should I refuse? There is no reason to refuse.
“I still don’t believe that pig sewage can be cleaned. So, count me as one for lunch this time. I want to see if the little shopkeeper can clean pig sewage.”
“Also. Count me in, I want to see the ancestral craftsmanship of the little shopkeeper."
"I agreed not for the rice, but for the truth."
"Count me in, but is it really all free? You won't tell us that the food is free after you finish eating, but the steamed buns and tea are charged, right?"
I heard Zhu Ping'an said that he would make pigs in the water at noon. , invited everyone to try it for free, and everyone rushed to express their hospitality. Since you, Zhu Pingan, invited everyone so sincerely, then we reluctantly agreed.
Even people who firmly believe that it is impossible to clean pig waste, all express their hospitality at this time.
People passing by, as well as people nearby, came in droves after hearing that Zhu's fast food served free lunch at noon.
For a while, there was a crowd outside Zhuji Fast Food.
This scene made Princess Ning'an, the hostess of the delicious restaurant across from Zhuji Fast Food, so angry that her lungs almost exploded.
“A bunch of worthless pariahs!”
“Isn’t it just a lunch? As for that, don’t you believe that pig sewer can be cleaned, don’t you dislike the smell of pig sewer? , how could I forget what I said when I heard it was free?”
“It’s worthless, just eat it. Eat them all, a pot of stinky pig semen will kill you and disgust you to death."
Princess Ning'an sulked angrily, and caught a glimpse of Zhu Pingan's honest and honest smiling face from a distance, He was even more angry, and he was slandering and slandering him all the time. "Zhu Ping'an, why are you so proud? Huh, let's wait until noon to see how you end up."
From time to time, he sketched a scene in his mind: At noon, Zhu Pingan cooked a pot of smelly pig water for everyone. The greedy people took a bite and vomited all over the floor. Then everyone smashed Zhu Pingan's shop in anger.
Giggle
It was only halfway decorated, but it was smashed and the decoration was in vain.
The store was closed before it even opened.
Yeah
That must be the case.
As a result, Princess Ning'an couldn't help but feel a little better.
Listening to the vague voice of Zhu Pingan from the opposite side: "Don't worry, fellow villagers, everything provided at noon is free, but the quantity is limited, everyone is on a first-come, first-served basis. If you finish eating, what else do you want? If you want to eat, you have to wait until the store opens in a few days. Of course, you will be charged at that time, no. But it must be as what the brand says, you will be satisfied with six coins, and you will be satisfied with ten coins."
Princess Ning'an rolled her eyes and sneered at this exhibitionist. I'm still thinking about opening in a few days, haha, I'm afraid you're overthinking it. At noon today, your unopened store will probably be closed.
What kind of ancestral secret recipe is fooling whom? I can only fool those shallow-sighted untouchables now. Wait until noon to make a pot of smelly pig water, let’s see how you end up
(End of this chapter)