Chapter 182: Case Solved! Even Dogs Won’t Eat It!
“It smells so good!”
A group of about ten people surrounded Su Chen's food truck, eating and praising his food without stopping.
No matter where you are, as long as there is a queue at a snack stall, it will always attract some people's attention.
Especially, everyone was holding food and eating with relish.
Nature is the best signboard to attract customers.
It’s only over 20 yuan a portion, it’s not something I can’t afford. With so many people praising it, why not buy one to try it?!
As a result, many passers-by seemed to have telepathic connection and had surprisingly consistent goals, and all walked towards this side.
After checking their eyes, I found that they were all attracted by the garlic pork.
"Is there any rice, boss?"
I've tasted the garlic pork which was truly amazing.
At this time, everyone's appetite was completely aroused. The more they ate, the hungrier they became. They urgently needed some white rice to fill their stomachs so that they could concentrate on savoring this delicious dish.
"Sorry, no."
Su Chen laughed helplessly and spread his hands.
Ten minutes later.
At a fast food stall on the north side of Wansheng Street.
A middle-aged woman with an apron tied around her waist was very surprised.
"Honey, why is our business so booming all of a sudden? I feel like your cooking skills haven't changed at all!"
The surprise came unexpectedly.
At this time of the day, if business is good, I can earn 700 to 800 yuan, and only 400 to 500 yuan when business is bad.
But at this moment, a dozen or so people came at once.
Many customers also asked for more rice, but the prepared boxed lunches were not enough, so they could only make and sell white rice.
It looks like the food in the lunch box has become more delicious.
But when she tasted it herself, the taste was no different from before.
If you really have to say, there might be a slight difference in saltiness.
"Oh! You must have eaten too much of my cooking on a regular basis, so you can't taste the change."
"Remember, the fortune teller said I had a talent for cooking? Look, hasn't this come true?"
"Besides, the two years of New Oriental advanced courses I took weren't in vain!"
The man said happily.
I feel like my culinary gem has been covered in dust for so long, it’s time for it to see the light of day again.
Immediately, everyone waved the spatula in their hands more vigorously.
"Impossible, there must be more traffic on the set now."
After being married for so long, a woman still knows her husband's character.
Although he boasted about himself, his cooking skills were actually just so-so.
When setting up a stall, the main focus is on affordable prices.
"Alright, alright, making money is great, don't overthink it."
The couple continued to work.
During this time, several more customers came.
They all ordered the cheapest set meal, added extra rice, and refused the complimentary seaweed soup.
"This is strange, what's going on with these people?"
The middle-aged woman was a little puzzled.
So after finishing the work at hand, she untied her apron and chased in the direction the customers left.
Soon, they picked out all the dishes in the lunch boxes.
It was not thrown away, but placed in front of a stray dog.
Then they opened the lunch boxes, took out something, and started eating it with the remaining rice.
The way it is being scraped quickly looks very delicious.
The middle-aged woman reacted instantly.
I spotted a boy with a friendly face, pretended to be a passerby, and walked up to him and asked curiously.
The boy didn't think much about it and answered directly.
When talking about garlic pork, he looked very excited and his eyes were shining.
He was kind enough to point her in the direction.
Middle-aged woman:!!!
The case is solved!
She followed the direction indicated and came to Su Chen's dining car.
There are a lot of people gathered here, and the flow of people is several times that of their stall.
Everyone held a lunch box, picked up the shiny pieces of meat mixed with sticky garlic paste, and ate the meat with an expression of ecstasy.
Seeing that there were so many people and they had to queue, the middle-aged woman went back first.
"Where have you been, honey? I'm so busy."
Returning to his stall, the man couldn't help but complain.
A lot of customers came, and he was responsible for serving both the dishes and the rice, and his hands were almost split apart from doing so.
"I already know why our business has suddenly become so good."
The middle-aged woman sighed and told what she had seen.
"impossible!"
"Absolutely impossible!"
After hearing this, the man's first reaction was disbelief.
In a fit of rage.
He rushed to the place where his wife had just been and took a look. Sure enough, he found a stray dog eating the picked vegetables.
What's going on?
Damn it, why doesn’t this rotten dog eat his best dish, Fish-flavored Shredded Pork?
The man was struck by lightning.
I couldn't accept this fact and walked back in despair.
Just now he thought his cooking skills had improved.
It turns out that if his family couldn't sell rice alone, no one would be interested in the dishes he cooked.
"Don't think about it. We've come all these days. Let's go to their stall tomorrow and buy some to try."
…
This is the first day of the stall.
It was already past ten o'clock when Su Chen returned to the rented villa.
It mainly started with just a few people and then the business exploded.
His heart was excited and his hands were shaking. He accidentally failed to brake and continued working for a while longer.
Fortunately, the task has been completed well, and now it has reached 109/2000.
As for the little brat Nuonuo, he fell asleep very early.
On the way back from the dining car, she was sleeping soundly in the child seat, and she didn't even wake up when she was carried to the bed.
It seems that I played too hard today.
Su Chen glanced at the little girl's peaceful sleeping face, tucked the quilt carefully, and then left the room quietly.
First floor restaurant.
Butler Ding and the others were waiting for Su Chen to come for supper.
Su Chen closed his stall late today.
As a household employee, even if the boss doesn't instruct him, Butler Ding has to make arrangements in advance to prevent any mistakes.
It doesn’t matter even if the boss doesn’t eat it.
Anyway, the three of them will take action themselves.
The midnight snack prepared was shrimp wontons and Yangzhou fried rice.
Ever since seeing Su Chen's cooking skills, Butler Ding no longer tried to show off his cooking skills. The meals he made were basically of high quality and only needed simple seasoning to be delicious.
The shrimps are bought from the market early in the morning, so they are very fresh. Then they are rolled out by hand, and the wontons made are all thin in skin and big in filling.
The green beans, ham, and corn kernels in the fried rice are also carefully selected. The rice is fried so that each grain is distinct and has a good color, aroma, and flavor.
Su Chen was indeed a little hungry at this moment.
He is not picky about food and eats very happily.
The meal was finished in a lively atmosphere.
Su Chen remembered the system task.
"Why not pickle some more garlic?"
"Okay, I'll prepare some glass jars tomorrow morning. Do you want to pickle some more cucumbers and radishes?"
Butler Ding thought Su Chen felt that the midnight snack was missing some side dishes, so he added some.
"Okay! Pickle! Pickle them all!"
(End of this chapter)
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