Lin Zhou accidentally bound to a random gourmet system after transmigrating to a parallel world.
Every week, a random location, random gourmet food, and different customers.
Selling ste...
Just as the diners were discussing where Lin Zhou would be setting up his stall this week, Lin Zhou finally got up.
Since the task didn't explicitly require setting up a stall every day, Lin Zhou felt perfectly justified in giving himself a day off.
I got up, ate a meal, and then went fishing.
It was mainly Pan Yuan who invited him.
How could anyone refuse that!
Ever since he learned how to fish, Pan Yuan has stopped asking him to go fishing together. It's hilarious.
It's a rare opportunity to meet up, so I have to go no matter what.
Lin Zhou then fished all night and at 4 a.m. he and Pan Yuan packed up and left.
One went home, and the other went to the market.
Selling fried skewers requires a lot of ingredients, but not much skill.
When Lin Zhou arrived at the market, he bought whatever looked fresh.
Buy whatever you can find, such as green peppers, mushrooms, bean curd sheets, cilantro, cabbage, cauliflower, potatoes, eggplant, bananas, etc.
Of course, meat shouldn't be overlooked either.
I bought two boxes of starch sausages.
Squid, chicken wings, pork belly and other types of meat are all bought fresh.
If he really can't make them himself, such as fried skewers like starch sausage, mini sausage, or rice cake, he'll just buy them ready-made.
He bought fresh ingredients to cook whatever he could himself.
He's serious about running a street stall!
If you can make it yourself, you won't buy a semi-finished product.
He also bought spices, cumin, and other seasonings for the dipping sauces and powders for the fried skewers and made them according to the recipes provided by the system.
I bought so many ingredients that the trunk of my car was completely full.
I also bought two cans of rapeseed oil for frying skewers.
"OK, that's a wrap, time to go home."
Lin Zhou glanced at the time; it was almost six o'clock, and there wasn't much time left before he could set up his stall at eight. He quickly drove home.
When he went fishing yesterday, he told the housekeepers that he was going to sell fried skewers this morning and asked them to come and help him early.
Of course, if the start time for work is earlier, the end time for get off work will also be earlier.
When Lin Zhou returned with the ingredients, the housekeeper and the housekeepers were already there.
We've known each other for so long, we have this much understanding.
Once the ingredients arrive, wash what needs to be washed and tidy up what needs to be prepared.
Lin Zhou, on the other hand, confidently proceeded to prepare the sauces and powders first.
The housekeepers can all do the work of preparing the ingredients.
When it comes to things that determine the flavor, Lin Zhou has to do it himself.
"Sir, would you like me to write down the prices according to the menu?"
While skewering the food, Butler Sun asked.
There are too many kinds of skewers, so it's best to list each type and write down its price for easier differentiation.
"Let's write it by hand. There are too many ingredients; the blackboard won't have enough space."
"Okay, how much should I write down?"
"That's easy. Just open a food delivery platform, find any fried food stall, see what the prices are, and just copy them."
Butler Sun never expected that this could be done.
Surprised, he pulled out his phone and started searching.
Although no fried food stalls are open at this time, you can still see the prices.
"So expensive?"
A string of potato slices in the shop, consisting of only about four slices, was selling for three yuan.
Good heavens, I bought potatoes for three yuan, and I don't know how many slices they've cut.
Prices are really high these days!
"How much?"
Hearing the butler muttering something, Lin Zhou poked his head out of the kitchen and asked.
"Mushrooms, two yuan a skewer; potato slices, eggplant slices, three yuan; rice cakes, two yuan and eighty cents; cabbage, two yuan..."
"Wow~ The fried skewers stall downstairs from my house only costs one yuan a skewer for vegetables, and my kids really like them."
Aunt Fang came over for a look and was also shocked.
"However, with such excellent skills, it's only right to charge a higher price. I feel it's not worth it if it's sold cheaply."
Aunt Xu would think the price was expensive for someone else, but for Lin Zhou, she thought it was cheap.
"There's no comparison. No matter how skilled the food is outside, it can't compare to our master's. With his skills, he could make a fortune if he opened a restaurant. He could sell food at exorbitant prices and people would still be willing to come and eat. But it's hard to say about roadside stalls."
Lin Zhou listened to their words and smiled helplessly, "I don't rely on this to make money. As long as I don't lose money, it doesn't matter how much I earn. It would be a pity if such a good skill couldn't be shared with more people and no one knew about it."
Lin Zhou truly believed this.
Therefore, he is willing to go to more places so that more people can taste the food he makes, so that everyone can afford it and enjoy it, and experience the charm of delicious food.
This is the life goal he has finally found since he transmigrated.
So that you won't become idle after achieving financial freedom.
"Then let's set the price according to the cost of the ingredients. Cabbage, chives, and green beans are cheap, one yuan a bunch, cauliflower is two yuan, and those that need to be processed are three yuan."
Lin Zhou felt dizzy listening to this. There were too many kinds of products, and if he had to price each one, wouldn't he have to calculate the price list for every customer?
"There are so many kinds of dishes, and the prices are all different. It's too troublesome. Let's just take a middle price. Vegetable dishes are two yuan each. We need to write down the prices of meat dishes, otherwise I won't remember them."
Butler Sun glanced helplessly at Lin Zhou.
Only someone with plenty of money would dare to do business like this. If someone were to open a shop and act so casually, they probably wouldn't even know if they would make a profit.
Look at those marinated chicken wings, they're all fresh, and they're much more expensive than frozen ones.
Even the pork tenderloin is made from fresh chicken breast, sliced, pounded on both sides to loosen the meat, and then marinated to make tenderloin skewers.
"If there's not enough time, I'll just wash the ingredients and sit on the skewers when I'm not busy at the stall."
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