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

Chapter 394-Emergency, cooking for Grandma Gua?
"Brother Yuanshan, Brother Yuanshan!"

When Zhuo Yuanshan arrived at the farm early in the morning, he saw the town leader Alim waving at him from afar, with an unfamiliar person standing next to him.

Zhuo Yuanshan was a little confused. Why did someone come to block him so early in the morning?
Alimu took two quick steps and approached Zhuo Yuanshan and said, "Brother Yuanshan, a friend from the city wants to see you about something. Please be careful with your words."

Zhuo Yuanshan looked at the stranger, and the man smiled at him.

Alim smiled and said, "Brother Yuanshan, let me introduce you. This is a friend from the city. He came here because he has a favor to ask you for. If you can, please don't refuse."

Zhuo Yuanshan nodded: "Tell me what you want to help me with first. I may not be able to help."

Bai Zongchen took two steps forward, extended his hand, and said sincerely, "Hello, Brother Yuanshan. I'm here to ask for your help, but if you can, please do me a favor."

Zhuo Yuanshan stretched out his hand and shook it, then asked suspiciously, "Could it be related to Wang Fan?"

Bai Zongchen nodded directly and said, "That's right."

"Why don't you just go find him directly? Why do you keep looking for me? He's not even my son-in-law yet."

Zhuo's father was very unwilling to be the mouthpiece. It seemed as if he was forcing the boy to do it. He hasn't even married my daughter yet, and I'm treating him like a son?

Bai Zongchen said in a deep voice, "There's nothing we can do about this. This person has made such a huge contribution to the city and even to our entire DJI. I can only ask for your help."

“The whole DJI?”

"It's not an exaggeration to say it's the entire China."

"???"

Zhuo's father was a little confused at the time. It was not difficult to hear from Alim's words that the status of this guy in front of him must be extraordinary and it is impossible for him to brag. But who can be related to the entire DJI, or even the entire China, and have a relationship with him?

Bai Zongchen said, "Let me tell you her story. After listening to it, you can decide whether you want to help us or not."

"In 1958, a woman spent four years traveling with her colleagues to over 4 production teams, collecting all melon varieties from the three counties of the Tufan region, and establishing the first complete melon archive in the history of DJI.

She sorted and purified the collected varieties, propagated and promoted them, and the melon promotion area even covered 80% of our major commodity melon areas in DJI, creating economic benefits of tens of billions of yuan.

In 1984, Wu Ming cultivated a sweet and crisp watermelon from the 8424th set of seeds and named it "Zaojia ." She taught her cultivation techniques to us watermelon farmers free of charge, allowing China's best-tasting watermelons to quickly take root and sprout here, propelling China to become the world's largest watermelon producer and consumer, and allowing Chinese people to be the first to realize the "freedom to eat watermelon."

"Stop talking, I'll go!"

Zhuo's father interrupted Bai Zongchen, but tears were already welling up in his eyes.

"If you say that, I'm going to cry."

As soon as Bai Zongchen said the beginning, he knew who he was talking about. Who else could it be other than the old lady who spent almost her entire life at DJI and only retired at the age of 87?
"She...she's back to DJI? Is she okay?"

Bai Zongchen sighed. "How good can his health be at 94? He even had Alzheimer's before..."

He didn't say anything else, his tone was already full of bitterness.

This time, Zhuo's father could no longer hold back his tears. He always considered himself a real man, but at this moment he couldn't control himself.

I vaguely remember meeting that grandmother when I was little. Her smile was always so kind, and the melons and watermelons she gave me were so sweet...

Now that I have grown up, that grandma must be even older.

"Tell me your request. I'll go tell that kid, even if I have to tie him up, I'll take him away."

Bai Zongchen nodded. "The old lady has dedicated everything to our Dajiang, so naturally we must offer her the best. Older people tend to eat lighter, so Southern Xinjiang cuisine would be more suitable. However, we asked around in Southern Xinjiang, and everyone said Mr. Zayk was the best at preparing mutton. But Mr. Zayk refused to go. He said Mr. Wang's skills far surpassed his, and he didn't dare to embarrass himself. That's why we came to you."

Zhuo's father snorted, "He's the right person to go to. How can Zayk's cooking skills be delivered to her?" After yesterday's hot pot meal, Zhuo's father no longer had any doubts about Wang Fan's cooking skills. His skills were truly unfathomable.

A simple hotpot meal is made like a full banquet. The grandma’s meal must and can only be cooked by that boy!
"Leave it to me, I'll go talk to him."

Zhuo's father patted his chest and made a promise, then strode into his own farm.

Alim sighed helplessly, feeling that DJI seemed to owe Wang Fan more and more.

People come here to travel, which not only helps solve the problem of poverty alleviation, but also plays a publicity role. This good thing does not belong to them, but they are always asked to do the hard work. You can't really treat them like a sheep and let them do so much work, right?
Bai Zongchen breathed a sigh of relief. With Boss Wang's father-in-law stepping in, this matter was probably almost certain to happen.

Since Wang Fan was singled out, they had to investigate him. Their eyes almost popped out of their heads during the investigation.

I really didn't expect that such a big fish would be hiding in such an inconspicuous little place.

He has excellent cooking skills and all the food he makes has received no negative reviews. Many fans even follow him around the world just for a meal, and he has even received praise from the masters of Cantonese cuisine.

The most important thing is that he has been praised by official media.

That official media is of a much higher level than the official media in places like theirs. It is really not something that ordinary people can get into.

Wang Fan was just about to prepare today's ingredients when he saw Zhuo's father walking towards him with an aggressive expression, which made him very confused.

Logically speaking, I served you very well last night and didn't do anything rude, so why does he still look so angry?

"Let's go. We won't be doing this today."

"what?"

Wang Fan opened his mouth wide, completely confused about what was going on.

"Do you know why we can eat melons freely now?"

Instead of explaining, Mr. Zhuo asked a question.

Wang Fan nodded: "Because Grandma Wu cultivated many excellent varieties of melons, China ended the era of blind box melon planting."

Zhuo's father was a little surprised: "You actually knew?"

Wang Fan said, "I know a little about the old scientist. He is my idol."

When Wang Fan was a child, his favorite book was a book introducing these scientists. Although he was ultimately unable to pursue a career in science and technology due to his limited talent, it did not prevent these people from becoming his idols.

"That's easy now. You'll be responsible for cooking for her in the next few days."

"what?!"

Wang Fan's mouth opened as wide as a hippopotamus's, and he was really shocked by the news.

"Ah what? Can you do it?"

"Of course you must. You must use everything you've learned in your life!"

Damn the system task! Although today is the last day, Wang Fan is shaking with excitement at the thought of being able to cook for the old lady himself.

Just system tasks, just recipes, just levels, just points!
There will be plenty of opportunities to obtain and improve in the future, and even if he doesn't have the chance to get the recipe again, he will definitely not regret it.

(End of this chapter)