Catering God

Chapter 2 White Moonlight in Snack Street

"Lao Jiang, Lao Jiang, wait for me!"

Jiang Feng was originally walking in front, and Tang Wenjun caught up with him panting.

He caught up with Jiang Feng, pressed his shoulder, and panted, "Are you crazy? How dare you say that to Zhou Mengyao?"

"Do I look crazy to you?" Jiang Feng raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

"It doesn't seem like it..." Tang Wenjun shook his head, but he still found it unbelievable. "But I still can't understand. You pursued Zhou Mengyao for the entire high school, and it seemed like you were about to succeed. Why did you give up?"

"It's about to succeed? Haha, I don't think so."

When Jiang Feng recalled it, he felt that his entire high school and even college life was extremely miserable.

What's more, as a reborn person, if you continue to be a bootlicker, you might as well just find a piece of frozen tofu and kill yourself.

he.

Jiang Feng.

In his previous life, he was a big shot in the catering industry. Before he was forty, he had a net worth of billions. From setting up stalls on the street to opening thousands of stores across the country, who in the industry didn't know his name, Jiang Feng?
However, he was instigated by his partners to play with cash flow and engage in finance, which eventually led to a financial crisis.

I thought the marriage could be saved, but my wife was quick to act and divorced me.

Divide the house, the car and the shares.

Jiang Feng endured the double pressure, but in the end his assets were wiped out...

When I woke up, I was eighteen years old again.

He swore.

I will never mess around in this life. If I do catering, I will just do it honestly and not play with cash flow.

Also, love, get down on me!
No wonder the superstar Cheng Da Ge was so suspicious at first. He didn't understand and laughed at him for being heartless. As a result, the knife didn't fall on himself, so he didn't feel the pain!
Fortunately.

Reborn.

Jiang Feng, with the memories of his previous life, is ready to become bigger and stronger and create greater glory.

This black duck sauce is an important recipe he has accumulated throughout his career and is also an important tool for accumulating original capital.

Jiang Feng thought of this and patted Tang Wenjun on the shoulder:

"Are you planning to work during the summer vacation?"

"I do. Who wouldn't want to have some extra money to go to college and have fun? I'm also thinking of buying a better computer, but I have to learn how to drive, and I'm not the only one with this idea, so it's hard to find a part-time job."

Tang Wenjun pursed his lips, looking a little depressed.

Jiang Feng smiled and said, "Hurry up and sign up for driving lessons. I'll help you get rich later."

"What kind of fortune?

"A fortune."

As a result, the kid didn't believe a single punctuation mark and even suspected that Jiang Feng was going to sell him to Africa.

After all, they are all high school graduates who have just graduated. They have no ability to make a fortune.

After parting with Tang Wenjun, Jiang Feng happened to pass by a snack street, so he went in to have a look.

He's not hungry, he just wants to hang out.

This has been his habit since he started working in the catering industry. Whenever he arrives at a new place, he will check out the local catering scene, the store decoration, the taste of the food, and think about whether he can learn from it (copy it).

Nowadays, there are very few types of snacks. To be more precise, they are all locked in a certain area and difficult to get out of.

Milk tea is the "typhoon shelter" that can be seen everywhere, with thin plastic cups and milk tea powder of various flavors. A spoonful of powder and a spoonful of pearls make up a cup of milk tea, which costs four or five yuan a cup. It is cheap and of poor quality.

As for Mixue, it is still selling shaved ice at the moment.

Although the milk tea market is very large, Jiang Feng is not greedy.

Even though it’s only 2008, all the necessary milk tea brands are already available in every region, but they haven’t been promoted nationwide yet.

Coupled with this consumption habit, he rashly entered the milk tea industry. First, he had no money in his pocket, and second, it was not profitable. Moreover, even if he succeeded, he might not be able to survive the Twilight of the Gods in the milk tea industry in the future.

So there is no need to do it.

Jiang Feng was strolling around and was about to leave.

Suddenly I noticed a few male high school students gathered on the side of the road, looking somewhere and whispering to each other, as if they were encouraging each other, but also seemed a little embarrassed.

"You go, come to QQ and I'll treat you to fried skewers."

"I don't want it, why don't you go?"

"I won't go..."

Shy and awkward, with a look full of imagination... Jiang Feng was familiar with this look. Bao Bao was looking at a beautiful woman.

So I followed their gaze.

I found that in front of a stall selling fermented rice balls, there was a girl who was really eye-catching.

She had a delicate and small face, skin as delicate as petals, and facial features that looked as if they were carved out. She was so perfect that there was nothing to find fault with her. She had a hint of childishness, but that was the very symbol of her invincible youth.

With a ponytail with a purple bow, a black dress, snow-white pencil legs, and a pair of clean and shiny leather shoes, she looks like a beautiful girl who walked out of an anime.

After Jiang Feng became rich, he had seen all kinds of women.

But this one is truly stunning.

But I seem to have seen him somewhere before...

The girl stood in front of the stall selling fermented glutinous rice balls, holding a pink wallet in her hand, looking a little nervous.

It took a long time to muster up the courage:

"I want some rice dumplings with fermented rice wine."

This voice... is a little too childish.

The stall owner was facing away from the stall, watching the football game on the TV in the supermarket with great interest. When he heard the child's voice coming from behind, he just waved his hand.

"No, not for children."

The girl listened to the stall owner.

She blinked her beautiful eyes, mustered her courage again, and reached out her hand, but realized the stall owner was facing away from her and couldn't see her, so she put it down again and could only speak louder:
"I want some rice dumplings with fermented rice wine."

The stall owner said without turning his head, "I told you I don't sell it to children. It contains alcohol, and children can't eat it."

The girl felt very aggrieved and explained weakly: "I'm not a child..."

"Fuck, the ball goes in!"

But the sound was drowned out by the stall owner's cheers for the goal.

The girl pouted, feeling even more aggrieved.

At this moment, several male high school students who had been staring at the girl not far away suddenly felt that their opportunity had come. "Here's the opportunity, brothers!"

"Let me...wait, let me take a deep breath."

"Look at me, is my hair messy? Is there any dirt on my face?"

Just as several male high school students were hesitating and preparing.

Until a figure walked by and entered their sight.

Several people looked at Jiang Feng stupidly as he walked to the stall selling fermented rice balls. He stood beside the girl and said to the stall owner with full energy:
"Boss, two servings of rice dumplings with fermented glutinous rice."

The boss then reluctantly turned around and saw two customers standing in front of the stall. He took out two paper bowls and said proudly, "I have real rice wine here. Although a lot of the alcohol has evaporated, it's still wine after all. I refused to sell it to a child who came to buy it just now."

The girl looked at the boss, as if she wanted to explain, but somehow, the words didn't come out.

The materials are all prepared, and it only takes a few words.

The boss prepared two servings of rice wine dumplings, put them in a bag and handed them over.

Seeing that the boss had already prepared it for Jiang Feng, the girl prepared to do the same and ordered another one.

Who knew that the next second, a plate of rice dumplings with fermented rice wine suddenly appeared in my sight.

The girl looked up at Jiang Feng beside her.

Jiang Feng pursed his lips and said, "Here, it's yours."

The girl was obviously stunned and subconsciously reached out to catch it, but seemed to feel it was impolite and wanted to return it. Unfortunately, Jiang Feng had already retracted his hand, and she was suddenly at a loss.

"Thank you...thank you."

Even the thank you was so hasty.

He hurriedly took out change from his small wallet and prepared to pay Jiang Feng.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Feng, drinking rice dumplings with fermented rice wine, walked around her and said, "Just consider it a treat for you."

He left without looking back.

The eyes of several male high school students watching from the side widened.

"Damn, he's so pretentious."

"I've learned a trick. I need to remember this!"

"I'll do the same in the future!"

Even the girl was stunned and blinked, as if she couldn't understand the other party's behavior. The banknotes in her little hand stayed in the air for a long time.

After watching the other person's back gradually moving away, he put the money back into his wallet.

Until this moment, one of the boys came to the girl:

"Hello, classmate, can I..."

Unfortunately, he hadn't finished speaking yet.

The girl walked away with a bowl of hot rice dumplings made with fermented glutinous rice.

Completely ignored him.

The boy's outstretched hand froze in mid-air, and he was immediately embarrassed. Seeing the stall owner's puzzled look, he immediately waved and pretended to be calm: "Boss, give me some fermented rice dumplings... Oh, it's nothing, I just wanted to ask if it tastes good... But I don't need to, it smells really good."

The stall owner suddenly understood.

Boys of this age are like this. When encountering embarrassing things, they always want to pretend to be calm and nonchalant, but they feel embarrassed every time. They don’t realize that they are being particularly deliberate in front of outsiders.

Jiang Feng finished the rice dumplings with fermented rice in just a few bites, then wandered around the snack street and waited for the bus on the roadside while burping.

It was getting late, and he had sold all the black duck sauce he made today and established supply relationships with several braised food stores. His mission was accomplished, and he could go home.

at this time.

The beautiful scenery appeared beside me again.

Jiang Feng raised his eyebrows: "Are you waiting for the bus here too?"

"Ah."

The girl nodded, thought about it seriously, and finally said, "Thank you."

"It's okay, just a snack..."

Jiang Feng waved his hand.

This little girl looked so pitiful. He had met countless people and had seen social anxiety before, but this was the first time he had seen someone with such severe social anxiety.

Besides, it was just a serving of rice dumplings with fermented rice wine, which could be considered as the fee he paid for stealing glances at the beautiful girl.

The future will be filled with people who do great things and have no shortage of money.

Just then, a Rolls-Royce was blocked by a group of people crossing the road ahead.

The luxury car that looks very "daddy" makes passers-by look at it with surprise, envy and curiosity.

Jiang Feng also discovered this car.

But when he saw the Rolls-Royce slowly driving towards him... because there were some stuck memories after his rebirth, they suddenly became clear at this moment.

What the hell!

He finally remembered.

The person next to him seems to be the school belle of their high school, Chen Jingyu!
Jiang Feng tilted his head and asked tentatively, "Is that your car?"

Chen Jingyu nodded.

next second.

Jiang Feng stretched out his hand and said righteously: "Give me money!"

The girl blinked her beautiful eyes, seeming to wonder what kind of money Jiang Feng was asking for.

Seeing the girl's confusion, Jiang Feng coughed and explained:
"Money for the rice dumplings."

"Oh."

Although Chen Jingyu didn't understand why Jiang Feng had said he would treat her before but now asked for money.

But he still took out his small wallet and gave Jiang Feng a ten-yuan bill.

After Jiang Feng got it, he left without looking back.

Chen Jingyu widened her beautiful eyes.

Aren’t fermented rice balls seven yuan?

(End of this chapter)