Food: Random stalls, customers chase me all over the country

Chapter 370-Braised Prawns and Business Opportunities

"No, I need another one."

After saying that, Brother Gang stopped using chopsticks and simply reached into the lunch box, picked up a salt and pepper shrimp and stuffed it into his mouth. After he was done, he greedily licked the salt and pepper on his fingers.

The rich, burnt aroma of salt and pepper is already very appetizing, and when combined with the perfectly fried shrimp, it's so delicious that you can't stop eating it.

Brother Gang no longer has time to interact with the people in the live broadcast room. He now feels that his stomach is a bottomless pit. No matter how many shrimps he stuffs into it, he never feels full. The crispy shrimp shells do not need to be peeled, and they are crunchy when you eat them.

He really demonstrated with his actions what it means to smell fragrance even through the screen. Many people were already secretly drooling while looking at the camera.

Next time, if Boss Wang refreshes in my city... No, as long as he refreshes in the same province, I have to go there to try how delicious it is!

"when……"

Gang Ge's fingers tapped the bottom of the food box. He was startled and looked into the box. He found that the one pound of prawns had been eaten up.

Licking his lips, he not only didn't feel full, but felt even hungrier.

He turned around and set his eyes on the pot of braised prawns.

After all, there is no need to make choices in the adult world. He wants all three flavors plus beef balls!

For a moment, Wang Fan felt like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered by a pack of wolves.

But he was not afraid at all. There were 40 acres of shrimp ponds behind him. One acre was 1000 kilograms of shrimp. Couldn't 40000 kilograms of shrimp be enough to feed you old wolves?

The white prawns were evenly spread at the bottom of the pot. Wang Fan gently pressed the head of each prawn with the iron spoon in his hand. Under the influence of the oil temperature, a lot of shrimp oil was pressed out with this light press.

While pressing the shrimp heads, he was gently shaking the pot with his other hand, which made Mr. Zhuo very satisfied.

This pot is not the small pot used at home. A pot weighs at least ten pounds. Add the oil and shrimp meat inside, and it will definitely weigh at least thirty or forty pounds.

Being able to control the rotation of such a heavy iron pot with one hand at least proves that this guy has strong arms.

As the head of the family and the pillar of support, how could a man not have some strength in his body?

"hiss……"

Zhuo's father couldn't help but gasp, because Wang Fan took advantage of the shrimps in the pot not paying attention and flipped the wok over, turning the shrimps over.

Can you flip a pot weighing forty or fifty kilograms?

Not to mention Zhuo's father, even Brother Gang was a little dumbfounded.

Wang Fan wasn't showing off his skills, he was simply doing this so that the shrimp meat could be cooked more evenly. As for strength, he certainly had it, but the flipping of the wok required more skill.

Season with rice wine, salt and sugar, cover the pot after it boils again, and turn the heat to low.

The most taboo thing about the stewing method is to lift the lid halfway through, as this will greatly affect the taste of the finished product. Wang Fan naturally would not make this mistake.

By the aroma emanating from the edge of the pot lid, he can perfectly judge how cooked the shrimps are in the pot.

After about three minutes, as the lid of the pot was opened, an extremely rich aroma of fresh shrimp instantly poured out, filling the entire front yard with the delicious taste of shrimp.

As soon as this little taste came out, those who didn’t buy the braised prawns for fear of not being able to finish them immediately regretted it and beat their chests and stamped their feet.

I thought to myself that when I count the next pot, I must order two pounds to try it!

Of course, I was very happy when I bought it. Just smelling the fragrance is worth the money, let alone eating it.

Wang Fan put the shrimp into the basin, but the shrimp oil and other ingredients remained in the pot. Zhuo Qianqian began to weigh them, while Wang Fan continued to boil the shrimp oil.

Under the effect of sugar, the shrimp oil is reduced less and less, small bubbles have appeared in the pot, and the color has gradually turned slightly red.

Wang Fan stopped heating and poured a spoonful of broth over the shrimp that Zhuo Qianqian had weighed. The broth elevated the already glossy white shrimp to a new level, practically glowing in the sunlight.

How could anyone resist this beauty and fragrance?
In an instant, just an instant, the originally scattered crowd lined up again, staring at the shrimps like hungry wolves.

The most handsome person today must be Zhuo’s father.

Seeing that so many people like the shrimps I raise, it tastes sweeter than honey.

However, the braised prawns he ate yesterday were indeed delicious. Even though he was used to eating beef and mutton, he felt that prawns were even more delicious than beef and mutton.

Licking his lips, he wanted to go over and get one to eat.

But in the end, he didn't move. Why was he fighting with these customers? If he wanted to eat it, wouldn't the boy make it for him right away?

Humph.

Zhuo's father turned around proudly and walked towards the shrimp pond. He had seen people coming in outside the door one after another, so he had to catch some more shrimps.

Brother Gang walked out of the team carrying his food box full of shrimps, and was about to find a student to eat, but he saw a guy sitting on the ground in an inconspicuous corner, drinking beer and eating shrimps. His loneliness and desolation formed a sharp contrast with the others.

Brother Gang walked over with some curiosity.

"Brother, why are you drinking here alone? Aren't you bored?"

Zhang Jun put down the bottle and looked up. He saw a big guy whose arms were bigger than his head.

Zhang Jun smiled and said, "I just paid off my foreign debt, so I'm celebrating alone."

Gang Ge also sat aside and said, "You should celebrate with friends and family. It's so boring to be alone with no one to share your joy with."

Zhang Jun gave a wry smile: "My wife and friends all left me when I went bankrupt. Now I'm alone and it's pretty good."

Brother Gang wanted to slap himself in the face at that time. How could comforting someone be considered as exposing someone’s scars?

"It's okay, brother. It's all in the past. It will get better. Come on, let's go."

Zhang Jun was visibly happier to have someone drinking with him. Gang placed his portion of braised prawns with his salt and pepper shrimps. "Come and have some together. I have to say you chose a great place to celebrate. Brother Wang's cooking skills are better than those at the big restaurants."

Zhang Jun laughed heartily. "I agree with that. I used to avoid low-end restaurants and have eaten a lot of delicacies, but I've never seen a business as affordable and delicious as Boss Wang's."

Gang Ge asked curiously: "What kind of business did you do before?"

"I worked in logistics, but was ruined by the capital. I ended up making a living by delivering food and working as a designated driver."

"This seafood farm belongs to Brother Wang's girlfriend. I think they may not have found a good buyer for these shrimp, so Brother Wang opened a business here to stimulate consumption. I think you can talk to Brother Wang about cooperation."

Brother Gang has come into contact with many people and knows a lot of things. This season is the golden period for farmed seafood to be put on the market. If you continue to raise them, not only will it waste feed, but the size of various seafood will not grow much.

If there are still so many left at this juncture, they must be unsaleable.

I just ate this shrimp, it's definitely good stuff. As long as the price is reasonable and Brother Wang can teach you how to cook it, I'll definitely have no trouble selling it.

Whether you work in logistics or directly become a buyer and then sell, it is definitely better than delivering food or being a designated driver.

Zhang Jun was stunned when he heard this. Could he find business opportunities by coming out to celebrate?
Boss Wang himself must be trustworthy. His reputation is definitely in the first tier among Internet celebrities. How many people can be officially praised by others?
If it's true as the big guy said, this is really a good business.

How about talking to Boss Wang later?

Brother Gang laughed and said, "We'll talk business later. Let's eat and drink first. If the shrimp gets cold, it will be a waste of Brother Wang's cooking skills."

(End of this chapter)