Chapter 1763: Barbecue Beauty

Another day passed, and it had been three days since arriving here.

Wang Yan went to get fresh meat early in the morning, no need to say more, Zhuang Zhuang took the initiative to help put skewers on.

Zhuang Zhuang came, so Xu Shengli came too. Guo Zongbao and the others had nothing to do, so they also came over to help.

Wang Yan asked: "You all have nothing to do? I only plan to sell 150 skewers, why do I need so many of you to help."

This group of people really covered all the work, grinding seasoning, putting meat skewers, cleaning tools, if it wasn't for mastering the consistency of the meat pieces, Wang Yan wouldn't even have to do it himself.

"You make it so delicious, you have to have at least 300 skewers, monthly income of 100,000, annual income of 1 million." Tao Liangliang said very actively, "And Brother Yan, I think just selling lamb skewers is too monotonous, you should open a barbecue shop after doing it for a while, it will definitely make big money."

"Right, the barbecue you make is so delicious, you don't have to worry about selling it, you can definitely make big money." Guo Zongbao laughed honestly again, "When you get rich, don't forget to take care of our brothers. When the time comes, I'll put skewers for you, just give me some money."

Xu Shengli said: "Brother Bao, why are you still skewering meat? Not acting anymore?"

"Hey, how can there be plays to act every day? When there are no plays, you can't just stay idle, you must find a way to make money. Actually, I also know, there is no hope of making it in acting in this life, it's better to find other jobs, making more money for my wife and children is the real thing."

Zhuang Zhuang nodded: "That's the truth."

Wang Yan laughed: "It's the truth, it's just shaking the military heart. Old Guo said that acting is not long-term, and he has to find other jobs to make money, these few are uncomfortable. Deserving of being in art, this empathy ability is really nothing to say."

Guo Zongbao also realized this problem, and immediately laughed: "I'm old, you still have a bright future, it's different. You guys, you can all become talents in the future. You are a saxophone player, you are a great painter, you are a great screenwriter, Zhuang Zhuang is a great singer, Brother Wang is also a big boss in the future."

"We all have a bright future." Wang Yan said such a sentence.

Everyone gathers firewood and the flame is high, everyone works together, 150 lamb skewers are put into a foam box with ice cubes, and covered with a quilt to keep warm. Other various things are also prepared and loaded onto the car, just waiting to go out and set up the stall in the evening.

Others also dispersed to do their own things.

Xu Shengli originally wanted to invite Zhuang Zhuang to go for a walk, but was rejected by Zhuang Zhuang because she had to visit a teacher she had an appointment with later to learn singing.

So, Xu Shengli watched as Wang Yan and Zhuang Zhuang sat together on the stone bench in the courtyard chatting, and he left while secretly gnashing his teeth. After all, he had already said he was going out for a stroll, so it wouldn't look good if he didn't go; he had his pride, after all.

Seeing Wang Yan flipping through a magazine brought by Little Northeast in boredom, Zhuang Zhuang asked: "Brother Yan, going for the first time, and it's your first time doing this, can you do it? Why don't I go with you, help you."

Zhuang Zhuang's music training didn't take a long time, just over an hour. After all, singing with a loud voice is exhausting and hurts the throat, so you can't shout all day. And she had nothing else to do now, so she went out to help with Wang Yan, who was close, and she had never done the stall setting, so it was a novel life experience.

Since Zhuang Zhuang took the initiative to propose, Wang Yan naturally wouldn't refuse: "Okay, you go collect money, maintain order, etc. This is a heavy responsibility, Comrade Zhuang Zhuang, can I trust you."

"Yes! Guarantee to complete the task!" Zhuang Zhuang even saluted in a funny way, and then laughed loudly with Wang Yan.

The sun slanted west, and the world was covered with a layer of filter, all yellow and red.

Adults who have already shouldered the heavy responsibility of the family are only adults in age, and their thoughts are probably not much more mature than those in their twenties, there is no big difference.

Off work, they hung smiles, walked with big steps, rode bicycles as if stepping on wind and fire wheels, spoke loudly, and the state was absolutely different from work.

A tricycle turned out from the alley, and the strong young man pedaled the car easily. A board was padded on the side rail of the car bucket behind, and a soft cushion was added, and Zhuang Zhuang sat on it, her two legs swinging, and the sunset also embellished her.

"At this time, I feel Beijing is very real." Zhuang Zhuang said with a loud voice from behind.

"Feel that everyone here is ordinary people, and everyone is rushing for life?"

"Yeah, before thinking of Beijing, the first thing I thought of was those magnificent, grand people and things, now being in the crowd like this, it feels concrete."

Wang Yan played the foil: "Deserving of being in art, it's different, speaking with such depth."

"You are teasing people again." Zhuang Zhuang gently patted Wang Yan's solid back.

Chatting like this all the way, they soon arrived at the hotel street near Zhongguancun.

When Wang Yan arrived, it was already very lively, almost all the shops on both sides of the road were hotels, and there were many stalls on the roadside nearby.

Didn't see anyone managing it, but the good positions had already been occupied by others, so Wang Yan selected a slightly biased position to set up the stall.

"It doesn't matter, Brother Yan, the lamb skewers you roast are so delicious, even if the position is not good, it won't have much impact, wine fragrance is not afraid of deep alleys." Zhuang Zhuang is very good at providing emotional value, just afraid that Wang Yan will be affected, helping to tidy up things while comforting.

Next to it was a man selling cold skin, no business, sitting there smoking and drinking beer, hearing Zhuang Zhuang's comfort, couldn't help laughing.

"Brother, your wife is really good, loving."

Zhuang Zhuang waved her hand repeatedly: "Big brother, you misunderstood, we are just friends."

"Which friend comes out to set up a stall with people? It's a matter of time." The man didn't pay attention to Zhuang Zhuang's embarrassment, said, "Brother, you look unfamiliar, haven't been here before, right?"

"Not just haven't been here, it's only the third day coming to Beijing." Wang Yan set up the oven, said, "Setting up a stall is the first time in my life."

"Whoa, then your courage is really big, didn't ask about anything, directly bought so many things and came."

"How so, big brother, is there anything to say here?"

The cold skin man took a puff of cigarette, shook his head and said: "Where is there anything to say, it's just haggling for a living. With so many stalls, there are always people who are not easy to mess with. You occupied someone else's place, or if the business is good and others look at it, they will all make trouble for you, and go against you. With so many people coming and going to buy things, there are always people who are not easy to serve.

I see you are quite young, only twenty-something, right? It's not too late to learn some skills at this time, doing anything is better than being angry here."

Wang Yan laughed honestly: "I don't know that much, let's set it up and see. If I don't set it up, how do I know this job is not easy to do."

"What you said is also right, if everyone listened to others, the world wouldn't be like this." The cold skin man sighed and puffed smoke.

"Big brother is really cultured, speaking with a level."

"Right, like a philosopher." Zhuang Zhuang also praised with Wang Yan, really making this cold skin big brother unable to close his mouth with joy.

However, the big brother also fought back, he always said Zhuang Zhuang was beautiful and virtuous, and it was Wang Yan's blessing. Whenever this time, Zhuang Zhuang had to look at Wang Yan with a look of blame, blaming Wang Yan for not explaining, Wang Yan just laughed and fooled it over.

After the charcoal was lit, even if no one bought it, Wang Yan still got ten lamb skewers to roast. Wine fragrance is not afraid of deep alleys, he has to be fragrant first.

The first one to be fragrant was not others, but the cold skin big brother next door.

"Brother, your lamb skewers are really roasted well, it smells fragrant. Didn't you add any seasoning?"

"How is that possible, it's all fresh meat bought early in the morning, iced after skewering, not even marinated." Wang Yan briefly described the process, and showed this big brother the iced meat skewers.

"Then how much do you plan to sell?"

"One yuan a skewer."

The cold skin big brother was silent for a while, and looking at the people not far away who were obviously attracted by the smell, nodded and said: "This price is not cheap."

"I use solid materials, value for money, buy it if you love it, don't buy it if you don't, can't force it." Wang Yan took a skewer and handed it to the cold skin big brother.

After the latter took it, the meat residue hanging on the bamboo stick was sucked clean, staring at Wang Yan with widened eyes.

"Is it value for money?"

"Too delicious, did you really not put seasoning?"

Wang Yan shook his head: "I haven't lived enough yet."

At this time, a group of four, three men and one woman, walked over. They sniffed in front of the stall: "That's it. Boss, your lamb skewers are really fragrant, how do you sell them?"

Zhuang Zhuang took the initiative to greet them: "One yuan a skewer."

"One yuan? So expensive?"

"The meat used is killed early in the morning, iced and preserved after skewering, locking the freshness of the lamb to the greatest extent..." Zhuang Zhuang learned the set of words Wang Yan said, and finally ended with value for money.

"Give me twenty skewers, I'll treat." One of the men wearing glasses spoke, took out twenty yuan and handed it to Zhuang Zhuang, and looked at the girl during the process.

Wang Yan first picked four skewers for them to eat, and there were five skewers left, he ate one himself, and divided four for Zhuang Zhuang.

So the people waiting to eat said 'Boss lady, the boss is really good to you'...

But Zhuang Zhuang had no heart to think about anything else, because after Wang Yan roasted another sixteen skewers, the smell spread even more, and more people came. Zhuang Zhuang had to explain to them why it was sold for one yuan, persuading people to buy two skewers to taste.

It was also because lamb skewers were relatively expensive, and very few people bought ten or twenty skewers at a time, mostly sporadic one or two skewers. This increased the work of collecting money and giving change, and Zhuang Zhuang was already sweating from exhaustion in a while.

Illuminated by the dim street lights, the sweat beads also became crystal clear, and a kind of positive vitality came to the face...

Zhuang Zhuang said loudly: "It's gone, it's sold out. Setting up a stall for the first time, only prepared 150 skewers, we will prepare 300 skewers tomorrow, those who haven't queued up should disperse. Tomorrow evening at five, we will still be here..."

On the customized long barbecue oven, there was a dense row of lamb skewers, smoke rising, lamb oil dripping down, crackling. During the process, Wang Yan constantly turned and applied seasoning, and the fragrance was further stimulated.

It was unknowingly already hot here, and even the cold skin big brother next door had improved business. This is the strength of the Barbecue King.

The special combination of seasonings is one reason, and at the same time, Wang Yan himself is a master of cooking. In terms of barbecue, from the initial selection and processing of lamb, to the control of heat during barbecue, and the process, it is also quite important.

Change to another barbecue master, using Wang Yan's seasoning, but absolutely can't roast his good taste...

When Wang Yan was barbecuing, Zhuang Zhuang not only packed things for people, but also asked Wang Yan if he was thirsty from time to time, or used a fan to fan Wang Yan. The male comrades waiting for barbecue looked at it with envy, this is simply a Barbecue Beauty.

After such a busy time, it took less than an hour and a half from setting up the stall to ending, all the lamb skewers were sold out, and Wang Yan and the two retreated under the envious eyes of the cold skin big brother next door.

It was still the same as when they came, Wang Yan pedaled the tricycle, Zhuang Zhuang sat on the side rail.

"Thought it would sell well, didn't expect it to sell so well, it was sold out in such a short time. Looking at it this way, 300 skewers tomorrow might not be enough. Brother Yan, you're rich!"

"Small profit, small profit, I really couldn't be busy without you." Wang Yan said, "To celebrate our success on the first day, let's go to a restaurant and have a meal."

"I'm not hungry, Brother Yan."

"Then eat a little, I'm hungry. Besides, you've been busy, I have to thank you."

"Don't be so polite, Brother Yan, if it wasn't for you helping me..."

Wang Yan interrupted her words: "Everyone takes care of each other, if you always say I help you, it's meaningless, as if I'm holding a favor to ask for a reward."

Zhuang Zhuang didn't speak, just sitting in the back swinging her legs back and forth.

Although Zhuang Zhuang said she wasn't hungry, she actually didn't eat much. She only simply ate a bowl of noodles in the evening, and ate four lamb skewers when setting up the stall, just not having a sense of hunger, but not unable to eat.

Now Wang Yan ate together, Zhuang Zhuang opened her appetite after a few chopsticks, and ate heartily with Wang Yan.

After all, they just met, and didn't talk about anything special, asked about each other's family situation, chatted about some interesting childhood stories, etc. It was also at this time that Zhuang Zhuang learned about Wang Yan's tragic life experience, and looking at Wang Yan again, she saw a green pine standing proudly in the cold wind of the Northeast, and the image was suddenly raised several times.

By the time the two finished eating and drinking, laughing and chatting, and returned to 'Winter Goes Spring Comes', it was already past ten o'clock, and Little Northeast was about to close the big gate.

"Why did you two come back so late? How is it?" Little Northeast actively helped move the tricycle.

"It's quite good." Wang Yan was slightly exaggerated.

Zhuang Zhuang smiled brightly, her tone was cheerful: "Sold out."

"I said it wouldn't be bad. You don't know, someone came to ask in the evening, just wanting to eat this lamb skewer."

After saying a few words, Little Northeast said: "Right, Zhuang Zhuang, there's something to tell you."

"You say."

"It's not that you went to set up the stall in the afternoon, I brought a girl to see the room, and arranged her in your room. I also thought about telling you, so as not to scare you when you go back in a while."

"Thank you, Little Northeast." Zhuang Zhuang said, "If you didn't say it, I might really be startled. How is the person? Is it easy to get along with?"

"It's okay, don't you believe me when I look at people? Definitely not a bad person, it's just that everyone has their own personality, everyone has to grind with each other. Look at how well my fellow villagers grind in that room."

Zhuang Zhuang was speechless: "Are you sure?"

Little Northeast was of course not sure, laughed: "That room's new roommate is also a great beauty, and an actor, said she acted in a Mobile Corps Commander movie. Alright, alright, you guys hurry back, hurry up and rest, the body is the capital of revolution."

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