Chapter 114: Mass Production of Spicy Hot Pot Buns
When the people from the steel plant came to the special window, they found that Malatang had returned.
Now, everyone is excited.
Although it is a spicy hot pot dumpling, it is not difficult to make. Just boil the vegetables and noodles in hot water, take them out and mix them with the ingredients!
It’s as simple as instant noodles, but tastes much better.
Once Shen Qingyue stopped doing it, no one had ever tasted such delicious spicy hot pot.
People in the state-owned factory didn't bother to ask about the internal barbecue festival, they just kept buying spicy hot pot dumplings.
"Give me three packs."
"I want five packs."
Sister Ying said patiently from inside: "Malatang only has a shelf life of one day, don't buy so much."
After everyone persuaded me, I wanted to buy more: "Don't worry about it, I'll bring some for others."
Ever since Malatang became popular, all relatives, neighbors, and childhood friends have been rushing to eat Malatang.
I have asked the people at the steel plant to buy it for me many times, but I never had the chance.
But now, seeing Shen Qingyue sold it.
Everyone was excited and the repurchase rate was very high.
If it weren't for the sign that it's limited to ten packs, I estimate that a hundred or so people would have bought out all the stock at the steel plant.
Sister-in-law Ying said, "Don't worry, there will be it every day in the future, and stores will also start to stock it." You don't have to buy it at the steel plant.
"Really?" Everyone was skeptical, and the purchases were slightly more restrained.
I used to buy them in packs of ten, but now I buy them in packs of three or five.
However, there were only 10,000 packs available. They were sold out before lunch break was over, so those who didn't get any had to share some with people they knew!
Others remove the featured window to put pressure on people.
"Why don't you make more? Really? Do you think money is too much?"
"Of course I did. I've already told my family that the food in the specialty window is delicious, but there's just too little of it."
Sister Ying and Sister Chun Xing wiped their sweat and said, "We'll pay attention to this next time!"
This was repeated all afternoon.
After everyone had bought theirs, Sister Ying said to Sister Chun Xing, "Talk to Shen Qingyue tomorrow. The steel mill can sell out even if they add another 5,000 bags!"
"Of course." Jiang Yu came back and just heard this.
Even she kept ten packets for herself and took them home to share in the evening.
Her cousins knew that she worked in a steel plant and had mentioned Malatang several times!
Everyone noticed it only after they shifted their attention away from the spicy hot pot.
The food in the cafeteria today has changed a lot. The dishes are not the same as before. Could it be that they have changed the chef?
When everyone thought of this, they felt much more depressed.
Very likely.
How busy is Shen Qingyue now?
Changing the chef was also expected.
Accustomed to the delicious meals cooked by Shen Qingyue, they could not stomach ordinary delicacies.
Especially during the days when the special window was not open, I had to eat the big pot meals in the kitchen every day, and I felt like cursing after eating so much.
A diner tentatively scooped a spoonful of the chicken and potato stew, mixed it with rice, and put it in his mouth...
The frown relaxed instantly.
He was an old customer who often ate at the specialty window, and he knew it was not made by Shen Qingyue as soon as he tasted it.
But it’s also delicious.
The taste is not inferior to the stewed chicken in the state-owned restaurants back then.
This one is acceptable. Try the stir-fried bamboo shoots, which are fresh, sweet and crispy, and perfectly restore the taste of the bamboo shoots themselves.
Then I took another bite of the braised pork, which was not fishy or greasy at all, but rather glutinous and satisfying.
You can only order three dishes for the lunch box, and they are all delicious.
The whole tense mood relaxed.
Bragging and chatting with the people at the same table: "I knew that even if Shen Qingyue is not the head chef, she can still find a delicious chef for us. Miss Shen has good character."
"Luckily we have a special window. I've been eating so much these past few days that I've become anorexic. Today I realized I'm not anorexic, I'm just picky about food!"
"These dishes are so delicious. I only ordered 4 taels of rice, which is too little. I think 6 taels is just right."
"Why don't you go and get in line? Look, there's a long line at the rice counter again. It must be people like you. 4 taels of rice isn't enough for you."
"Then I have to hurry up and get in line. This dish is so delicious. There are only a few bites left. It would be a waste if I just had rice."
After the man left, the others said to their tablemates, "I think the best thing is still these sweet and sour radish slices. I've fallen in love with them now. No matter what I eat, it won't be the same without these radish slices."
"Me too."
"I bought one dollar last time, and it wasn't very filling. I finished it in two days! It's delicious with porridge, pancakes, or rice."
I never expected that a small pickle would become the white moonlight in my heart.
It’s just that three slices are too few when serving food every time. It would be better if four slices were given.
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Shen Qingyue returned home.
In the kitchen, little fat boy Chen Huai was cooking. The kitchen of her newly built house was super big. Chen Huai fell in love with it as soon as he arrived.
The eight dishes I made today are all delicious. You are worthy of being Mr. Chen’s disciple.
Outside, He Zhengchen was organizing everyone to make spicy hot pot dumplings, buy side dishes, wash them multiple times, and distribute them. It was still the same fifty-plus people!
Shen Qingyue's house is now full, thanks to the big house she built before.
A total of 30,000 bags were made today, and 10,000 were left for the steel plant.
Shen Qingyue was left to deliver the goods, delivering 2,000 bags to the store, which was wholesaled at 40 cents a bag. The store made a net profit of 10 cents, which was a small profit, but it still made 200 yuan from 2,000 bags.
This is the spicy hot pot from the steel plant. In the past, they had to find scalpers to sell it at a higher price.
At the worst time, a bag of spicy hot pot that cost 50 cents was increased to one dollar and you couldn’t even buy it.
When Shen Qingyue gave him spicy hot pot dumplings, he wanted to keep more, but Shen Qingyue was no longer willing to give him more. He only gave him two thousand dumplings.
After running around most of the county, I found that most of the big stores were covered.
Shen Qingyue came back and took a sip of water.
It's really good to have someone to help.
In the past, I wouldn’t even have time to drink water.
Looking at the new chef Chen Huai, he came out and found a palm-leaf fan to fan himself.
Shen Qingyue asked: "How is it? Are you adapting here?"
Chen Huai said: "Of course I adapt."
Although it was a bit tiring, Shen Qingyue assigned him four older sisters to chop the meat. Just cooking some food was fine.
As he said this, Chen Huai glanced at the half-box of prawns that Shen Qingyue unloaded from the car.
He looked carefully and saw that each prawn was as big as a palm.
These prawns are so thick and plump that blanching them would be a waste of food. "They're best braised," Chen Huai said, covering his mouth. He accidentally blurted out what was on his mind.
Shen Qingyue smiled: "Okay, you can do it as you see fit!"
Chen Huai now not only has the canteen meals, but also a family dinner with stir-fried dishes. This is what Shen Qingyue found for him!
When Chen Huai heard that he was asked to do it, he was happy and took the basket back to handle it himself. He made shrimp paste with the shrimp heads and opened the shrimp backs and removed the shrimp threads. This was a delicate job and he was not confident in others doing it.
Just one shrimp made him think of many ways to eat it.
Shen Qingyue also realized that Chen Huai was a complete foodie.
As long as she saw good food, her eyes would light up. This was good, Shen Qingyue had some money now, so she should treat herself better when it came to food.
Shen Qingyue went to He Zhengchen and asked him how he was adapting.
The conclusion was: "Today is a period of adjustment, and shipments are slow. By tomorrow, daily shipments will be at least 60,000 packages." He was very confident about this.
"Okay." Shen Qingyue said, "It's just that there isn't enough food right now."
Shen Qingyue now goes to many villages to collect vegetables, but each family grows leafy vegetables for their own consumption, so they don’t grow much.
There is enough food for the surrounding villages now, but if we continue to ship out food like this every day, it won’t be long before it’s no longer enough.
He Zhengchen said, "Why don't we go out and place some orders. Let's first increase the production. Later, we can actually set up a planting base in the village."
He had done research on this matter when he was a reporter.
Having met some experts in the field of agronomy, I feel very confident when I speak.
As expected, Shen Qingyue's eyes lit up when he said that.
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