Chapter 298 Fried Milk and Floor Plan
Facts have proven that cooking really requires talent. Even if Sang Yu teaches the whole family how to cook, the taste and appearance of each person's cooking are still different.
At the beginning, Sang Yongjing thought it was just because he had not done it enough times and lacked experience.
After he tried and failed again and again, he finally had to admit that he really had no talent for cooking.
The dishes he cooked cannot be said to be bad, but they are definitely not delicious either. They can only be considered edible.
Use chopsticks to pick up the golden milk cubes and put them into the bowl. The fried milk, which has just been out of the pan, is wrapped in a crispy skin and smells of a rich milky aroma.
Sang Xinghao couldn't wait to take a bite, and the moment he bit it, there was a crisp "crunch" sound.
The first thing the teeth felt was a brittle resistance, but this resistance was not strong and was easily broken through.
Behind the crispy shell is an almost imperceptible thin layer of soft shell with a slight toughness, which is the flour and egg liquid that previously wrapped the milk cake.
Further back is the filling, which is also the soul of fried milk.
Although the fried milk is just out of the pot, the outer skin is hot and the inner filling is warm, so it is not actually hot.
As soon as you touch the center, your tongue will feel the extremely tender, delicate and soft milk cake.
The texture of the milk cake inside is like half-melted marshmallow, which melts in your mouth and is almost impossible to refuse.
The milk cake, which has been refrigerated and set, retains a very high level of moisture and milk fat, creating a huge difference in taste from the dry and crispy outer layer.
The rich milky and sweet aromas are firmly locked in the filling, bursting out the moment you bite it, and mixed with the oily aroma of the crust, making it sweet but not greasy, fragrant and delicious.
"Hmm! Hmm! Hmm!" Sang Xinghao nodded repeatedly while eating. He wanted to say something of praise, but he was reluctant to swallow the fried milk in his mouth.
In the end, he could only imitate Sang Yu's previous actions and give her a thumbs up.
Seeing his greedy look, Sang Yu couldn't help but laugh and shook her head. It was just a simple fried milk dish, why was he so excited?
However, when she finished the piece in her bowl and looked up at the others, she found that they were all busy eating fried milk and didn't even eat the proper meal.
"...If you like it, I'll make another one tomorrow." There was no need to express dissatisfaction by wolfing down the food like that.
"Really? Then it's a deal!" Sang Yongjing was delighted and agreed quickly.
It’s true, although the raw material of this fried milk is cow’s milk, after cooking, it tastes much better than cow’s milk and you will never get tired of it.
The first three days of the pearl drink's opening passed in a flash. When the buy-two-get-one-free promotion ended on the fourth day, as Sang Yu had expected, business suddenly became much quieter.
She was not in a hurry and asked Liu Mao to start delivering takeout to people within Qinghuan Street as planned.
After placing an order, you don’t have to wait in the store. Just leave the name and address of the teahouse, pub or other store, and someone will deliver it to you later.
This step is obviously more troublesome than delivering food directly in the store, and requires a certain amount of memory to ensure that the drinks and locations delivered are accurate.
Although Liu Mao felt that this approach seemed a bit thankless, he knew that Sang Yu had her own reasons for doing things, and he just had to do as she said.
Sang Yu certainly wouldn't do something that's thankless. Her current delivery on a single street is actually laying the foundation for delivery to the surrounding areas.
There are only so many people coming and going on Qinghuan Street every day. If some people get tired of drinking and don’t want to order, the daily turnover will have to drop a bit.
It is impossible for her to open a second or third chain store in a short period of time. She can only rely on the revenue of a single store and naturally cannot stick to one place.
Since restaurants and hotels have take-out service, why can’t dessert shops offer take-out?
It is indeed troublesome to arrange door-to-door delivery at the price of a single cup, but as long as people first accept that this sweet drink shop can order takeout, and then propose a profitable delivery threshold and delivery fee, naturally someone will be willing to deliver.
This has been verified by major food delivery apps in later generations. The minimum delivery threshold, delivery fees, and packaging fees make the profits quite substantial.
Besides, Sang Yu never expected the seven guys in the store to run outside to deliver takeout.
They have their own responsibilities, which is to keep busy in the store and make sure it runs normally. She has other people to deliver the food.
However, that will be something that can only be formally put on the agenda some time later. The most important thing right now is to let the store guys get used to how to deliver goods to customers' homes.
Qinghuan Street is a long and straight street with shops and buildings on both sides. If you want to find a store in a short time, you still need to have a certain understanding of the distribution of shops on this street.
Sang Yu was well prepared for this. She waved her hand and asked Sang Xingjia to take out the floor plan prepared in advance.
The whole piece of bamboo paper that had not been cut was about four feet long and two feet wide, and it took two people each pulling one side to fully unfold it.
Sang Yu signaled Sang Xingjia to stick the paper on the wall. Several shop assistants hurried forward to take a look and were shocked to find that there was a complete Qinghuan Street painted on it.
The names of each shop and building were marked on it, and even the partitions and open spaces in the middle were painted on.
"Young master, you actually have such a skill. With this map, we will definitely not send you to the wrong location." One of them who was more quick-witted started to praise him directly.
He was not exaggerating intentionally. After all, even topographic maps for marching and fighting were not well drawn these days, so it was inevitable that he would feel novel when he suddenly saw a neat plan.
Sang Xingjia smiled modestly: "Although I drew this, it was your boss's suggestion from my younger sister. I don't have such a good memory."
Sang Yu didn't join in on the game of giving in. She just pointed to the Arabic numerals marked on the picture.
"Look at these numbers. I've divided Qinghuan Street into twelve zones, using the vacant land as the dividing line. Each zone has fifteen to twenty households."
"After the customer leaves the address, the person placing the order can directly write down the area and number, which makes it easier for the delivery staff to deliver directly to the address without making mistakes."
Compared to trying hard to remember the address given by the customer, it is obviously easier to remember the simple Arabic numerals. For example, 3-7 is much easier to find than Tianxianglou, which is nowhere to be found.
Sang Yu's method greatly reduces the requirements for delivery personnel. After all, they can easily find the location by referring to the floor plan.
But it is more troublesome for the person responsible for taking orders, as he or she must first remember the name and number of each store in each area.
Fortunately, she also knew the difficulty and did not require them to memorize it by rote.
After giving Sang Xingjia a wink, he immediately took out two normal-sized pieces of paper, which were densely covered with drawings and words.
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