The chef, who was slicing cucumbers and arranging them on a plate, was taken aback when he heard Feng Haidong's words.
Then he thought about the cold dish recipe Feng Haidong had mentioned and was immediately surprised: "Brother, what you're describing seems quite lavish, a single dish that brings together all sorts of vegetarian cold dishes."
Then, the chef looked Feng Haidong up and down and asked, "Brother, are you a chef too?"
Feng Haidong said with a smile, "I'm not a chef, I just like to eat and enjoy researching food in my spare time."
The chef then asked warily, "Brother, you're not thinking of opening a food stall too, are you?"
Feng Haidong was also somewhat surprised when he heard this: "Brother, how did you figure that out?"
The chef smiled and said, "It's not difficult. Nowadays, the business of various units is not doing well, and the policy also encourages people to start their own businesses. Look at all these shops around here, those are all places that started this year."
Then the chef changed the subject: "But brother, let me give you a piece of advice: doing business isn't easy. You should think this through."
Feng Haidong smiled and said, "Brother, I think you're a very honest person. To be honest, I do have the idea of starting a business at the night market."
"Our factory isn't doing well right now; we haven't had any work for almost six months. So I was thinking of finding another way out, but I don't plan to go all out at first. I plan to start with a small stall and see how it goes."
The chef asked, somewhat puzzled, "You're going to set up a small stall first? What are you planning to sell?"
Feng Haidong smiled and said, "I'll start by selling some snacks. After all, I'm not a chef by training, and my skills are definitely not as good as yours, the professional chefs. I feel that I can't compete with you in stir-frying, so I'll start by selling snacks, which is a little bit of complement to you."
When the chef heard that Feng Haidong was coming to sell snacks, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Then the chef said, "Brother, your caution is correct. Start small, expand gradually if it works, and quit early if it doesn't."
Feng Haidong smiled and nodded: "That's right, exactly."
The chef said, "You can make snacks here too. Come over around this time tonight. You don't need to come earlier; there's no one here anyway."
Feng Haidong said, "Okay, thank you for reminding me, brother."
Then the chef earnestly asked Feng Haidong for his instructions on how to make the cold dish.
Feng Haidong shared his knowledge without reservation, telling the chef how to do it and even providing a seasoning recipe.
When Feng Haidong and his family of three finished their late-night snack and left, the chef and the proprietress said goodbye to them as if they were old friends.
The chef even added, "Brother, if you want to work here, I'll save you a spot."
Feng Haidong smiled, clasped his hands in thanks, and said, "Okay, thank you, brother."
On the way home from the night market, Lu Wanling asked curiously, "What did you talk about with that chef? He actually let you set up a stall next to his house?"
Feng Haidong smiled and said, "Because I gave him a menu that could make money."
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