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

Chapter 47 - Listening to the Wind and Judging the Taste
Now that things had come to this, Wang Fan knew he couldn't refuse anymore.

Wang Fan took the bag and said with a smile, "Thank you, Brother Wang. I'll do it after I finish moving the things. I'll send it to you when I'm done."

Brother Wang then smiled and patted Wang Fan on the shoulder: "That's right, don't be polite to your brother Wang, he will eventually have to endure this hardship. Brother Wang has faith in you."

After saying that, he strolled towards his home.

"correct."

As Brother Wang was walking, he suddenly turned around and said with a smile, "I have a distant cousin who is 23 years old this year. She's pretty. We're the same age. How about I introduce her to you?"

After saying that, he raised his eyebrows in a somewhat obscene manner: "She has sixteen houses in the Fifth Ring Road."

“16 sets?!”

Wang Fan was somewhat shocked.

16 houses within the Fifth Ring Road, even if the average size is square meters, they would be worth tens of millions. Rich people are really extravagant.

Brother Wang chuckled strangely and said, "Yeah, 16 sets, conservatively estimated to be over million. What do you think? If you can get her, you can live a luxurious life for the rest of your life."

Wang Fan quickly shook his head: "Forget it, Brother Wang, I haven't thought about those things yet."

joke!

It’s so nice to be alone. You can eat when you want and sleep when you want. Why do you have to find someone to control you and make everyone uncomfortable?

Seeing Wang Fan’s firm attitude, Brother Wang didn’t say anything else. He waved his hand and strolled back home.

Wang Fan continued to move his things.

However, he did discover a magical effect of the system, that is, everything produced by the system seemed to be reasonable to everyone.

My second uncle used to ride a food truck. After the system upgrade, the appearance did not change much, so others did not think it was strange. But after the upgrade, my food truck has become a Qiling Hongguang. Such a big car goes in and out of the village. Even the landlord Brother Wang doesn’t think there is anything wrong when he sees it in the yard.

This seemed to really prove the system's saying that existence is reasonable, which saved him a lot of trouble.

After moving the things, he started refining oil.

Wang Fan is a person who doesn't easily agree to do anything for others, but once he agrees, he will definitely do it.

Wang Fan has been refining oil for more than once or twice, so he is very familiar with it. He cuts the oil into pieces and dices it, then simmers it on low heat. It only takes half an hour to complete the refining.

Just as I was putting it in a basin and preparing to send it away, there was another knock on the door.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw Da Zhuang waiting at the door with a look of drooling on his face.

"Brother Fan, are you ready?"

Wang Fan smiled and rubbed Da Zhuang's round head: "Alright, alright, your nose is sharper than a dog's. You came here just as I took it out of the pot."

Da Zhuang took the basin, cheered, shouted "Thank you, Brother Fan", and ran back home.

Wang Fan still didn't return to the house until Dazhuang came in.

This world doesn't have as much surveillance as on Earth, and children getting lost happens from time to time.

What I plan to make today are mushroom beef buns, zucchini, wood ear and egg buns and minced meat, vermicelli and tofu buns.

Crossing his fingers and stretching his arms, Wang Fan stretched his muscles vigorously and prepared himself for a big fight.

then……

"Ding, the hang-up system has been activated."

"Ding, AFK ended. 800 Mushroom Beef Buns are ready. Gained 800 experience points. Current level: LV15."

“400个西葫芦木耳鸡蛋包制作完成。获得经验值400点。”“400份肉沫粉条豆腐包制作完成。获得经验值400点，当前等级——LV16。”

"Host reaches level 15, and is awarded the skill - Listen to the wind and discern the smell."

"Listen to the wind and distinguish flavors: The host will become extremely sensitive to the smell of various spices, and can distinguish the ingredients and ratios of various spices by smell alone. They will also be particularly sensitive to changes in food smells."

When Wang Fan saw this skill, he couldn't help but exclaimed several times, "Wow!"

This skill is really amazing.

Not to mention how much a good nose can improve cooking skills, if the nose itself were to act as a recipe spy, there would probably be no exclusive recipes in the world.

He looked at the time and it was already 4:. There was no time to test his nose, so he pushed open the door and prepared to load the truck.

When I opened the door, I couldn't help but be stunned to see that there was already a thick layer of snow in the yard.

In his impression, the capital had not seen such heavy snow for several years. The snow was so heavy that it was almost over his ankles when he stepped on it.

Wang Fan likes this kind of weather very much.

I especially like to crawl into bed and fall into a deep sleep in this kind of weather. The contrast between the warm bed and the thick snow improves my sleep quality by at least 30%.

But forget about sleeping now, the workers are still waiting for their buns.

I am a little worried. I made 1600 buns last night, but I don’t know if I can sell them all?
The infrastructure work in the capital was done very well. There was still thick snow in the village, but once you got on the main road, the snow had almost been cleared away, and you could basically see the black asphalt road.

Although the speed was a bit slow, Wang Fan still reached the Eighteen Bends at around 5:.

He originally thought that there would be fewer stalls today, after all, it was snowing so heavily, but when he arrived, he found that every stall was there, and they all set up their stalls on time.

There is not much business at the moment, so some familiar stall owners gathered together to chat. When they saw Wang Fan coming, almost everyone had an envious expression on their faces.

"This guy is so young, but what he makes is really strong."

"Isn't it? It's only been two days and you already have a lot of regular customers."

"He works the early shift every day, and we haven't sold much here, but he's already sold out and closed his stall."

"I estimate his turnover that day was at least 3000."

"3000?"

Qian Mo chuckled and said, "3000 is not enough. He comes not only in the morning, but also in the evening. The daily turnover should be at least 5000. I guess it can't be increased. How much he earns depends entirely on how much he makes. Anyway, no matter how much he makes, he will sell it all in the end. His business is booming."

Another female stall owner enviously said, "I don't know how they make those buns, why are they so popular?"

How is it made?

Wang Fan actually thought about this problem too.

There is actually nothing special about the system formula, and many proportions can be found in various recipes.

If there is anything special about it, it is that there will be no mistakes.

There is no mistake in the ratio of various spices, no mistake in each step, and every step is done to perfection.

When I do it during the day, I seem to be particularly happy every time, and then I inexplicably enter a very fun state.

It was a state that was hard to explain and he didn't know how to describe it, but he wouldn't make any mistakes anyway, and he would be more attentive.

He eats both the buns made by the system and those he makes himself. They use the same ingredients, but he always feels that the taste seems to be a little different.

(End of this chapter)