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

Chapter 399-You're trying to make sea cucumber fried rice with me, right?!
Wang Fan’s quantity control cannot be said to be very precise, but he controls the mutton stewed with radish at about 4% according to his own standards, and the remaining watermelon juice and tofu make up another 2%, which is enough to fill the old man.

The delicious food he prepared with great care was obviously also very popular with the elderly.

Whether it was the lamb chops, the radishes, or even the soup, the old man drank them all slowly, mouthful by mouthful.

DJI tofu has become the best dish to go with soup.

It is called DJI tofu, but it is just Wang Fan’s own creation. Anyway, the soybeans are from DJI, the goat milk is from DJI, and the brine is from DJI, so there should be no problem in saying that this tofu is DJI tofu, right?
Goat milk is rich in flavor, and the addition of bean fragrance, sweet and sour taste, slightly crispy skin, soft and tender tofu heart, combined with the delicious and mellow mutton soup, is really irresistible.

Looking at the old man eating with hearty appetite, everyone in the room was happy, but they couldn't help but have a big question mark in their heads.

How delicious must the food be to make the old man eat so happily?
I'm just curious, I definitely don't particularly want to eat it.

Suck!

……

"Yeah, I've given away all the gifts I brought. I've also used the idea you gave me, and it should work pretty well."

"Yeah, I know, don't worry, I know what to do."

"Oh, by the way, Second Uncle, I cooked for Grandma Wu today, hahaha, the Grandma Wu who grows melons."

Hearing Wang Fan's proud words, the second uncle on the other end of the phone was stunned: "What?? The one who grows melons in DJI?!"

Because of excitement, my second uncle's voice was even a little cracked.

"Yes, it's her. She likes the food I cook."

When everyone has done something that they think is particularly great, they like to show off to others and let others share their joy, especially those close to them, and hope to get their recognition.

"Holy crap, you're really good! This is such a real honor for the family, hahaha!"

Second Uncle's excited voice came through the phone, and his excited tone was even three times stronger than Wang Fan's.

"You must take good care of her. You've worked so hard all your life and now it's time to enjoy a peaceful life!"

"Oh, right, what kind of food have you prepared for the old lady? Can you give her some of our Northeastern specialties?"

"Ah? Northeastern cuisine?"

Wang Fan was a little confused. He was invited to cook DJI's special dishes. Wouldn't it be inappropriate to change it to Northeastern cuisine?

But you know what, the more I think about it, the more excited I get, right?
After all, I am from Northeast China. As the chef, there seems to be nothing wrong in letting the old man taste Northeastern cuisine for his own benefit, right?

"Okay, I'll think about it and make sure the old man can enjoy our Northeastern cuisine."

"Good boy, hahahaha, your uncle loves you well! I'll transfer 10 to you later, and buy whatever you want to eat."

"Second uncle, are you so arrogant?"

Wang Fan was really surprised that his second uncle asked for 10 yuan. You know, he only has about 10 yuan in his card now, which he earned recently.

"Your reputation is growing. As your base, our braised meat business is naturally getting better and better. People come from far and wide to eat here every day. I keep cooking all day long. I can make a small fortune in one day, pure profit!"

Second Uncle said the last two words "pure profit" slowly, and anyone could hear his pride.

"You can keep it for yourself. I'm not short of money."

"What nonsense are you talking about? Do I need your consent to give you money?"

The overbearing uncle hung up the phone, and Wang Fan could only shake his head helplessly. Immediately afterwards, the phone rang with a notification of the money arriving, demonstrating how swiftly his uncle moved. Wang Fan smiled and didn't pick up his phone. Instead, he began to think about how to cleverly incorporate Northeastern characteristics into the dinner for the old man.

In fact, there are many Northeastern dishes that are suitable for the elderly. After all, Northeastern cuisine is mainly stewed, and the stewed ingredients are very soft and glutinous, so there will definitely be no problem for the elderly to eat them.

But to be honest, it is really difficult to present those stews. The previous meal was at the state banquet level, but the next meal was changed to Northeastern cuisine, which is not worthy of being served at the table. This is somewhat embarrassing for Northeastern cuisine.

"Why wasn't he born a few decades earlier?!"

Wang Fan couldn't help but curse under his breath.

If this had been born a few decades earlier, with the appearance of bear paws and flying dragons, who would dare to say that these were low-quality dishes?
But after going through the state banquet dishes in my mind, I didn’t seem to find a single Northeastern dish.

As a side dish?
No, I can’t afford to lose face!

Or should we start with the materials?

Hmm? Thinking of this, Wang Fan's eyes lit up. It seemed that there was a suitable one.

After thinking of the dish, Wang Fan quickly went to the person in charge to ask for the ingredients, and then buried himself in the kitchen.

Dinner will be served soon after lunch. After all, Wang Fan is just a chef. He only cares about issues related to food. After he decides what to cook, he feels that time passes quickly.

Bai Zongchen somehow found his way over and after greeting Wang Fan, he curiously asked, "Mr. Wang, what kind of DJI specialties are you planning to make tonight?"

Wang Fan looked up at the roof at a 45-degree angle and whispered, "..."

"??"

Bai Zongchen looked at Wang Fan with a questioning look on his face: "Did you...just speak?"

Wang Fan nodded and repeated it again in a low voice.

Bai Zongchen's face was filled with helplessness: "People's hearing deteriorates significantly as they age. Can you explain it more clearly?"

Having said that, the look in his eyes when he looked at Wang Fan was already a little wary.

There must be something wrong when things are abnormal. Mr. Wang suddenly spoke so softly, so there must be something fishy going on.

He already smelled a conspiracy.

Of course, he wouldn't suspect Wang Fan of wanting to harm the old man, but the way this kid behaved definitely meant there was something he didn't know.

Wang Fan couldn't get by with the vague answer, so he raised his voice a bit: "DJI Specialty - Braised Sea Cucumber with Scallions and Rice Bowl."

"???"

Bai Zongchen looked at Wang Fan in shock: "I didn't hear you clearly just now. Do you want to repeat it again? By the way, I want to listen to what you said?"

"DJIANG Specialty - Braised Sea Cucumber with Scallions and Rice Bowl."

Wang Fan honestly repeated the name of the dish. Zhuo Qianqian had already buried her head in her arms, lying on the table and laughing.

Bai Zongchen's expression was like someone who's been constipated for a month. "Mr. Wang, I personally feel that apart from the first two words, your dish has nothing to do with DJI."

Even the last two words are irrelevant, you bastard!
We at DJI call it pilaf!
Wang Fan was a little embarrassed: "Well... DJI is so big, it's normal that there are some special dishes that you don't know about, right?"

Bai Zongchen spoke slowly, "Then, Mr. Wang, would you like to tell us where we can produce sea cucumbers in Dajiang?"

(End of this chapter)