Food: Set up stalls randomly, customers chase me ten streets

"Why can't I eat it?"

Zhang Mingyuan also became interested in Lin Zhou mentioned by his father and asked.

"He went to the top of Qinhuang Mountain to sell porridge this week."

Zhang Mingyuan:? ? ?

For a moment, Zhang Mingyuan suspected that he had woken up so early in the morning and had some auditory hallucinations.

Who is a good person who goes to the top of the mountain to sell porridge?

"According to what you said, this Lin Zhou is not a bad cook. He makes delicious buns and porridge. Anyway, you have to climb mountains every morning, so you can continue to be with him."

Zhang Mingyuan is quite familiar with his father's work and rest habits.

Since retiring, I have enjoyed hiking, fishing, drinking tea, playing chess and other senior activities.

It's a good thing to have someone with him now.

As for whether you will be cheated.

Zhang Mingyuan was not worried at all.

His father has been running in the mall for so many years. It is no exaggeration to say that he is an old fox. No young man can outplay him.

Zhang Mingyuan dared to say that his rank had no hope of winning against his father.

"That makes sense."

Zhang Jianjun was a little unhappy when Lin Zhou told him that they couldn't climb the mountain together, but he became happy again when he heard his son's idea.

As I get older, I am afraid of being alone.

I've been climbing mountains with Lin Zhou these days, but it's really uncomfortable to let him climb the mountain alone now.

It seems that his father really likes this young man named Lin Zhou.

Zhang Mingyuan shook his head without seeing his father's happy look.

"I've eaten, Dad, I'm going to work."

"Go, go, don't forget the blind date this week."

Zhang Jianjun was busy sending messages to Lin Zhou, without even raising his head, he waved his hand casually and dismissed his son.

Zhang Mingyuan:......

This father-son relationship is too weak!

...

On the first day of selling porridge, business was bleaker than Lin Zhou expected.

After selling from morning to afternoon, Lin Zhou went down the mountain carrying the empty bucket.

Even at noon, I drank the porridge I sold on the top of the mountain.

Lin Zhou felt that it was definitely not a problem with his craftsmanship.

It should be that the pricing of system tasks is too high.

Let many people forget to stop.

Even though porridge is delicious, most people will not try a bowl of porridge that costs 100 yuan.

Only people who travel and spend money and don’t care about the money are willing to try it.

When Lin Zhou got home, he decided to change to a smaller bucket tomorrow and prepare less food.

Otherwise, he wouldn't want to come back if he couldn't sell out, and it would take too long to set up the stall.

The task does not specify how many copies must be sold.

Only the time, food and price are stipulated, but there is still a lot of room for manipulation in between.

After not sleeping well, Lin Zhou took a shower and lay down on the bed when he got home, and went to sleep first.

When I woke up, it was already late at night.

In the new week, he completely forgot about the diners waiting to eat steamed buns at the entrance of Huaguoshan at eight o'clock in the evening.

But the diners who didn't see Lin Zhou show up until eight o'clock experienced the same situation as last week when they couldn't find Lin Zhou's stall.

"No, isn't the bun stall owner here yet?"

"It's already nine o'clock, are you not coming?"

"It shouldn't be. The boss comes here on time at eight o'clock every day."

"What's going on? Do you know the boss? Can you give me a call?"

"They're all here to buy steamed buns. Who knows the boss?"

"Damn it, no, I waited from six o'clock until nine o'clock. If the boss didn't come, I would really cry to death!"

"..."

In the crowd, Wang Chuanjuan and a group of square dancing ladies were waiting in the square.

Their dance troupe is now fans of Lin Zhou’s steamed bun stall.

I stopped dancing in the square every day. When the time came, I would wait in the square at the entrance of Huaguoshan, waiting for Lin Zhou to set up a stall.

There were dozens of people in the square, some standing, some sitting, looking forward to it. You could tell at a glance that they were all waiting for the steamed bun stall.

Unexpectedly, the boss of the steamed bun stall didn’t come to set up the stall today!

So many people were all gone!

"It's already past nine o'clock. I'm afraid the bun stall won't come, right?"

"I guess there won't be any steamed buns to eat today. Do you still want to dance?"

"Stop dancing. Go home and wash up and go to bed."

"Hey, I was here every day last Sunday, why can't I come today?"

Wang Chuanjuan didn't eat the steamed buns and sighed sadly.

The two daughters on the side also sighed.

"Let's see again tomorrow."

After the aunts finished speaking, they took another look at the place where Lin Zhou usually set up his stall. It was still empty, so they packed their backpacks and prepared to go back.

The other diners asked around, but no one knew the owner of the steamed bun stall. They couldn't find him, so there was no use staying here.

People left one after another, and the square became empty after a while.

It seemed particularly desolate.

Because the steamed stuffed bun stall didn't show up, many people who had been waiting hungry for several hours went to the fried skewers stall and barbecue stall nearby to buy something to eat.

As a result, the owners of fried skewers and barbecue stalls are not doing well tonight.

What an unexpected surprise!

Unexpectedly, the steamed stuffed bun stall was out of business, but their business got better.

They also knew that there were too many people waiting for the steamed buns, and they didn't eat until they were hungry before it was their turn.

When the steamed bun stall comes over tomorrow, their business will probably return to the state where no one cared about it before.

But it’s also good to be able to catch this wave of customers and make some extra money.

Even if they didn't eat the buns, they felt a little uncomfortable.

Fortunately, I made more money, so it wouldn't make them feel too uncomfortable.

Those who have waited in vain for hours and got nothing will feel uncomfortable!

Sure enough, misery comes from comparison. When someone is worse off than them, they immediately feel much better.

When many people left, they still held the idea that Lin Zhou just didn't come because he had something to do today, and he might resume setting up a stall tomorrow.

I don’t dare to think about the terrible thought that the bun stall will not come to set up a stall in the future.

...

Lin Zhou felt hungry as soon as he woke up.

I only had porridge in the morning and lunch.

He felt like he hadn't eaten all day.

Another disadvantage of living in a villa is that ordering takeout is inconvenient.

The villa is quiet but also remote, and some takeaway shops are basically outside the delivery range.

Lin Zhou glanced at the takeout, but there was nothing to eat.

So I got up and cooked a bowl of clear soup noodles.

In just a few minutes, you can have a bowl of delicious noodles very quickly.

After sucking and eating, I felt like I was alive.

After eating and drinking enough, he also knew that his schedule might be completely messed up.

Sleep in the afternoon and get up at night.

After a break, we can set out to buy ingredients wholesale at one or two o'clock.

By the way, what porridge will be sold the next day?

The salty porridge we sold yesterday is now sweet porridge.

Sweet potato porridge?

Sweet sweet potato porridge has its own sweetness. It is a kind of porridge that Lin Zhou likes very much.

There is a kind of home-cooked delicacy that you can’t even eat outside. It’s just too homely and ordinary, so there’s no place to sell it.

To make sweet potato porridge well, the selection of ingredients is very important.

According to the recipe, be sure to choose good sweet potatoes that are sweet and firm. They taste like fried chestnuts with sugar.

Among the sweet potato varieties, the most famous is "Houlonghong". It is said that this kind of sweet potato has flesh as red as cinnabar, fragrant as lotus, and has a sweetness similar to honey, making it the best potato.

Lin Zhou was not sure if he could buy it, so he could only go to the market to take a look.

...

It was only two o'clock when we arrived at the market. Lin Zhou shuttled in front of various stalls, looking for sweet potatoes.

As a full-level chef, he not only has the most complete and delicious recipes in the world given by the system.

There is also the innate ability to select ingredients.

Among all kinds of ingredients, he can select the best ingredients almost without thinking.

"Mom, how do you sell these sweet potatoes?"

In front of a large truck, a middle-aged couple was carrying sweet potatoes.

The entire car is of very good quality.

The aunt heard Lin Zhou's words and greeted her warmly.

"Handsome, how much do you want? The sweet potatoes I have are all good varieties grown at home. Although they are a bit expensive, they are sweet and taste great when grilled or boiled. They are so sweet that they ooze with honey."

Lin Zhou nodded and asked for a snakeskin bag.

This thing is quite storage-friendly, you can keep it and eat it slowly. If you don’t worry, you can also make sweet potato starch to eat.

When encountering good ingredients, Lin Zhou couldn't help but buy too much.

For the wholesale market, the snakeskin bag business is considered a small business and can only be done in bulk.

Small mosquitoes are also meat, so the aunt greeted me cheerfully, "Would you like a bag? I can give you a discount if you buy more."

You can also bargain at the wholesale market. Generally, the more you buy, the more favorable the price offered by the merchant.

Because the portions here are huge.

"No, I'll buy it and eat it myself. I won't finish it if there's too much."

Seeing that Lin Zhou was eating by himself, the aunt immediately stopped saying hello.

It’s a lot for one person to buy so many sweet potatoes.

"Okay, let's walk slowly~"

In addition to sweet potatoes, Lin Zhou also bought pearl rice. There are also particularities in using different rice for different porridges.

Pearl rice, also known as "fat rice", looks like a round fat boy. It has plump grains, white color, oily texture and sweet taste.

It is suitable for making sweet porridge.

Compared with salty porridge, sweet porridge takes a fresher route.

It’s not as sticky as yesterday’s preserved egg and lean meat porridge.

When Lin Zhou returned home, he washed the pearl rice first, poured it into an iron bucket, added mineral water to soak it, and then picked out some sweet potatoes with good shapes, peeled them and cut them into pieces.

A well-shaped sweet potato must have a smooth skin, an oval shape, a fat center and pointed ends.

Peel off the unpretentious outer skin, revealing the golden sweet potato inside with a hint of sweet fragrance. Cut it into pieces and throw it into an iron bucket to start cooking.

When cooking, you must first cook it over high heat until the rice grains bloom, and then simmer over low heat. After cooking, you cannot open the pot immediately. You must use the remaining heat to continue simmering to let the rice reveal its gelatin and condense into a soft and smooth layer. The porridge skin in your mouth is the perfect state.

The skin of the porridge can be gently lifted with chopsticks, just like a facial mask. Traditional Chinese medicine calls it "rice oil", which is the essence of the porridge, nutritious and delicious.

The porridge was ready, and while it was simmering, Lin Zhou also made a few egg pancakes, ready to be eaten with the sweet potato porridge.

If he went to set up a stall without breakfast, he was sure that he would not be able to climb to the top of the mountain.

With yesterday's experience, he knew that he wanted to get to the top of the mountain at six o'clock. If he still had some energy left, he would give himself at least one to two hours of climbing time.

Otherwise, if he was in a hurry like yesterday, he wouldn't be able to last two days and his body would be extremely sore.