"Mike, go ask Grandpa Hulu if he has any sweet desserts besides savory ones, preferably with nice-looking ones. We got an order yesterday from a member of the royal family who wants to host a banquet, and she prefers desserts."
"Okay, I'll go ask right away."
Mike left the office and immediately called Henry.
Currently, Hanheng Group's products include: meat buns, scallion and pork rolls, potstickers, pan-fried buns, and pork rib rice cakes.
All five products are savory; there are indeed no sweet ones. Foreigners prefer sweeter flavors. What Chinese people consider just the right level of sweetness often fails to satisfy foreigners; they might want double, double, and double the sweetness again.
Henry couldn't answer for a moment, so he went to Han Fei.
"Brother Han, this is a banquet for members of the royal family. The guests attending the banquet are extraordinary. We must launch a product that can firmly capture their taste buds!"
"Let me think about it."
"Okay, I won't bother you anymore. You can think about it in time."
For Han Fei, coming up with a dessert is not difficult, but to be honest, desserts from China are hard to beat those from overseas. That's why all the products Han Fei has come up with are savory.
If Grandpa Gourd, a brand under the Hanheng Group, launches desserts that don't achieve the same popularity as its previous five products, its reputation may suffer.
Hanheng Group's main business is the cold chain industry, and this dessert must be a product that can be quick-frozen and has a certain shelf life.
Just as Han Fei was deep in thought, Xiao Liu, who was eavesdropping outside the door, tiptoed to Anthony's side, who had accompanied Henry.
Xiao Liu's voice was barely audible: "Grandpa Anthony, let's run away while the old man and Grandpa Henry aren't looking!"
Anthony hesitated.
He felt that Bill's little cousin getting lost was not his fault; it was because Bill's little cousin was disobedient.
He looked at Xiao Liu, whose expression was now obedient and adorable.
This child looks quite well-behaved; he should be very obedient, right?
"I can take you out, but you must stay by my side and not run around."
"I will stay close to you and never wander off."
"Swear it."
"I swear, I will never run away!"
“I believe you. Let’s go, let’s set off quickly. The nearest mining area is an hour and a half’s drive from here.”
...
Yu Xunteng looked on in disbelief: "What did you say! The old man brought someone my age back to the Yu family? And he's publicly claiming that he's the old man's grandson?"
Xiao said in a deep voice, "The information is accurate. It was sent by my most capable subordinate in China. We were almost exposed. The Chinese police are keeping a close eye on us. I will not be in contact with my subordinates in China anytime soon."
"Who is he? My father's illegitimate son? Or the son of the old man's illegitimate child?"
Xiao looked at him with sympathy: "Your mother is his biological mother."
"What do you mean!" Yu Xunteng's pupils dilated in shock: "Could it be that my mother gave birth to twins back then?"
"You're mistaken, he's not your twin."
Yu Xunteng murmured, "He's my mother's son, and the old man's grandson? He's me? Then what about me...? Who am I?"
Yu Xunteng frantically ruffled his hair, his eyes bloodshot: "Who am I? He was the young master of the Yu family, but who am I now?"
"Dude, you've been switched at birth. He's the real young master of the Yu family who was lost, and you're just a fake one."
"Impossible! My uncle and I look so alike, how could I be a fake young master!"
“You said it yourself, you look like your uncle, not your father! You don’t even have the Yu family’s birthmark, you should have guessed long ago that you’re not the Yu family’s young master.”
"Am I my uncle's son?" Yu Xunteng looked at Xiao in a daze: "I need to contact my mother!"
"As I said, we can't contact the Dragon Kingdom again anytime soon."
"I need to find out what's going on!"
"Even if you figure it out, what's the use? You're just a fake young master. That old man must have known all along. No wonder he wouldn't give you the money you asked him for the other day!"
"...Even if I'm a fake, my surname is still Yu, and on my household registration, he's still my grandfather..."
He laughed maniacally: "As long as they are all dead, everything the Yu family owns will be inherited by me, the nominal young master of the Yu family!"
He was acting like a madman: "Xiao, stage an accident and kill them! Just like when you got the dumpling recipe, start a fire and kill their whole family!"
"I don't even dare to contact my subordinates in China, and you want me to kill someone? Yu Xunteng, do you have money? Killing someone costs money!"
“Yes, I do! As long as the Yu family members are all dead, I will be the sole legal heir!”
"You don't even dare to go back to the Dragon Kingdom, what kind of inheritance are you going to have!"
“I will turn myself in. Although I hired someone to kill someone, that old bastard surnamed Han is not dead. It was an attempted murder, so I won’t get a few years in prison. When I get out, the inheritance will all be mine. I’ll send you the money, and you can go and kill him first.”
"Sorry, we assassins never pay on credit."
"Help!"
"I can't break the rules for you."
...
Seeing that Han Fei hadn't come up with a good idea for a long time, Henry hesitated before asking, "Actually, I think the rice cake in the pork rib rice cake is delicious. Could you try making it sweet?"
Glutinous rice! Sweet! Han Fei suddenly slapped his forehead: "How could I not have thought of that!"
"Brother Han, what are you thinking about? Sugar rice cakes?"
"No! It's Yuanxiao! Tangyuan!"
"I think I've had it before. It seems like the names are different in the north and south. In the north of China, it's called Yuanxiao, while in the south it's called Tangyuan? I've had Tangyuan in the south. It's red bean paste and sesame flavored, and it's really good, but it's not sweet enough. It would be even better if it were a little sweeter!"
"Yes, that's it! I'll make it now, and you can come and taste it until you think the sweetness is okay! Actually, the glutinous rice balls from the South are more suitable for you, especially those from the Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Shanghai area, where people really like to eat sweet things."
The castle had plenty of ingredients, so Han Fei and Henry went into the kitchen to start developing new dishes, completely unaware that Xiao Liu and Anthony had long since disappeared.
By using artificial sweeteners instead of white sugar, and after repeated attempts, Henry finally found the sweetness to be satisfactory.
Henry was a wealthy young man and a former nobleman; otherwise, he wouldn't have inherited a castle.
Han Fei still trusted Henry's taste. Since Henry was satisfied, it would be acceptable to most foreigners.
“Cooking glutinous rice balls is quite difficult; I’m afraid people in our country won’t be able to do it,” Henry said worriedly.
Steamed buns and flower rolls are not difficult to make, and for someone who knows how to pan-fry steak, pan-fried dumplings and scallion pancakes are not difficult either. Fried pork chops and rice cakes can be made with an air fryer, but it seems that it is difficult to control the heat when making glutinous rice balls.
"Give it a try. If you can succeed, most people can succeed."
"Okay, I'll give it a try."
Han Fei stood aside, frowning. Billy and the others were right to have given Henry the nickname "Kitchen Killer"!
"Alright, stop cooking it! It's already broken! It's turned into sesame paste!"
"How could this be? I felt like I had it under control."
"Try the red bean one, maybe it will be better."
When the red bean paste glutinous rice balls turned into a bowl of sticky red bean paste, Henry said with a bitter face, "This is too difficult."
Han Fei sighed and took out his phone to scroll through short videos.
"Brother Han, how come you still have time to watch short videos? Quickly think of a simple and easy-to-use method."
"Isn't this what we're looking for?"
Han Fei typed in the search bar: How can lazy people eat glutinous rice balls?
Sure enough, a series of tutorials popped up!
A food influencer jokingly said, "The Lantern Festival is here, is it difficult to cook glutinous rice balls? Or do you not want to wash the pot? What should you do? Let me teach you some tips!"
The online influencer took a deep bowl that could be microwaved, put in ten frozen glutinous rice balls, and laughed, "No need to defrost, just open the packaging and put them in the bowl."
He boiled a kettle of water and said gently, "Pour in the boiling water. The boiling water must completely cover the glutinous rice balls. If it doesn't, they might explode!"
"Cover the bowl with plastic wrap and poke a few small holes with a toothpick to help it dissipate heat."
"Microwave on medium for three minutes!"
"The cooking time for glutinous rice balls can be adjusted according to the power of your microwave and the size of the glutinous rice balls. Here, I can see that the glutinous rice balls have floated after three minutes. If your glutinous rice balls have not floated yet, add another minute."
"Ding ding ding! You can see the glutinous rice balls have floated to the surface. A bowl of fragrant, sweet, and soft glutinous rice balls is ready. Isn't that convenient?"
"Chu mi! Thank you everyone for watching. Happy Lantern Festival to all my brothers and sisters from all over the world! It's a pleasure to gather here. Let's all have a bowl of hot glutinous rice balls! First, a toast to my lovely fans! Haha!"
After watching the short video, Han Fei smiled and said, "Contact this blogger. We'll buy the video, and you can add an English audio recording. Then, install a small screen on the wall of each store and play the video repeatedly. I think customers should be able to learn how to use it."
...
At this moment, Anthony brought Xiao Liu to the vicinity of the mining area, where people had already set up stalls to sell raw stones.
"Can I touch it?" Xiao Liu asked the stall owner.
Anthony translated for the stall owner, who then gestured for him to proceed.
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