After a long struggle, Sun Chunming helped Lao Cao up, sat down and talked quietly. Sun Yue also served a bowl of meat soup for Lao Cao's mother and children.

His son was about the same age as himself. When he took the broth, he said thank you obediently. The daughter was about teenagers, with red eyes, but when she took the broth, she had red eyes and glared at him fiercely, as if the whole family had become like this and the father and son.

As for Lao Cao's mother, maybe she was too old and was not energetic, so she fell asleep without taking a few sips of soup.

On the other hand, Sun Chunming and Lao Cao also officially chatted. Sun Chunming said: "Old brother, we really bought this store cheaply, but at that time, our father and son really had no money in their pockets. I hope you forgive this."

"I beg you to buy it, but you didn't force me to sell it. You two are people with great skills."

"In this way, during this period, the father and son have saved some money. Is there any more? Fifty trump cards, which is considered to make up for your price difference. Don't say anything about not paying it back. But brother, the housing prices in Kaifeng City have now rebounded. Fifty trump cards may not be enough for you to re-buy one."

Lao Cao was very excited, and tears fell down, and he choked and said, "Thank you, thank you, you are a good person! I... I have some old brothers in Kaifeng City. I plan to take care of them to borrow some, and I will take care of them to buy a smaller one, so I can deal with this life first."

Sun Chunming said: "Brother, do you think this is OK? We are only two of us. This store is too busy to get busy and our children have no time to study. If you don't dislike it, you can move back with your family. This store is a joint opening by our two families. My store is very good."

Lao Cao was stunned and tears burst out. Of course, the business of the father and son in the store was good. They inquired. Since Zhao Kuangyin personally advertised for them, noble people from the North City came to buy noodles. The business was several times better than when he sold sesame cakes before, and the sales were very expensive.

Originally, he was planning to beg for food, but he thought that it was considered a conscience to borrow twenty or thirty cents of money. Unexpectedly, Xiao Sun divided the store halfway. This could no longer be described as righteousness. It was simply timely rain.

"Brother, I...I...what do you ask me to say? From now on, my life will be yours."

Sun Chunming waved his hands repeatedly and said, "It's serious, it's serious. You and my brother, don't say such things, then Brother Cao agreed?"

"Agree, promise, I thank you. Tell me, what do you want me to do?"

"Haha, then, then you will be responsible for pulling noodles in the future. We father and son are lazy and talk about crosstalk, so that the children can have some time to study."

"Ah? Noodle stretching? Brother, how can I learn your craftsmanship in these thirty years?"

Sun Chunming smiled and said, "How can I have thirty years of craftsmanship? My father and son used to study and pass on their families. I am not afraid of making you laugh at me. I haven't even used a few times to cook this noodles. I've only practiced for a day. If you have a secret, come and I'll do it for you."

Lao Cao hesitated, "This... is a secret recipe, but I, an outsider, can't see it."

"Nothing happened, Brother Cao, we will be a family in the future. Don't talk to me. It's actually very simple. Look, just a little bit of wood ash."

The tricks of ramen are actually not worth a lot. In addition to the appropriate ratio of oil, noodles and water, the most important thing is this little wood ash. The flour in later generations was all high-gluten, which was not the case in the Song Dynasty. Without this thing, you can't practice it even if you don't have to say thirty years or three hundred years. This is also the reason why their business is so popular but no one can imitate it.

I heard that the creation of ramen was caused by an accident. The pastry chef accidentally scattered the ash on the noodles. As a result, this guy may not be very hygienic, or he did not give it to him for food, so he just made it. As a result, he found that the flour with the ash added was particularly tough, which was that simple.

Lao Cao was stunned. He never thought that this thing was so easy. He tried to pull it, and it turned out to be the leader.

On that day, Lao Cao learned the simple ramen technique. People in Guanzhong were born with their own racial talent for noodle communication. Lao Cao played the dough for a lifetime. In less than half an hour, the dough was 60% higher than Sun Chunming. When the stall was closed that day, they even pulled out a bunch of silk. Correspondingly, the father and son were much more idle today.

After selling it out, the father and son put on their coats to speak crosstalk. Sun Yue also asked secretly: "Dad, if you are soft-hearted, just give some money, why should you take them in and give them shares?"

Sun Chunming smiled and said, "Old Cao and the others are inseparable from this. Besides, we are really too busy to open this store. I think this Lao Cao is quite good. We two foreigners are helpless and have no support. How big a thing can you do with your fingertips?

It takes less than two months, and the heat will pass. Besides, I can’t get a person who collects protection fees to take out this thing, right? This old Cao used to be an imperial guard and has many brothers. In fact, we both have to rely on others. A mere noodle restaurant is just a temporary place to stay. What does it count for us men?”

"I understand, it's just a local snake, then I know how to do it."

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In a blink of an eye, the time was coming, and Lao Cao's business ability became more and more proficient. Sun Chunming was thinking about the substitute for a while, and asked Lao Cao to refuse. He asked the father and the father to go back to the house to rest. He and his daughter were selling noodles. The youngest son could help make a fire. The three of them cooperated very well and were much more efficient than the father and the father and the father and the father and the father and the father and the father and the daughter were both sold.

At night, he counted money from the cabinet, and it was more than ten yuan. Lao Cao's eyes were a little shiny when he saw the money. This was enough for him to sell sesame cakes for half a month.

"Brother, this is the harvest today. Look at how to divide it."

Sun Chunming smiled and said, "What's the point? You and my family now live together and eat together. What else can they divide each other? Let's put it there. Whoever uses it will take it, but let's talk about it in front. My son wants to read and read, so it's inevitable that the cost will be greater. Don't be surprised."

"You are scolding me."

"Haha, son, get more money, buy some wine, and buy some meat. Have a good meal tonight and welcome your Uncle Cao's family."

Lao Cao said repeatedly: "No, no, your baby will be a husband in the future. Studying is important, let Ni'er go."

"Okay, I won't be polite to you, my family will not speak two families."
Chapter completed!