Food Intelligence King

Chapter 138 Eating steamed buns will get you first place! The holiday is approaching.

In the two days before the holiday, Chen Zhou finished making green plum shreds at the shop, also in a jar.

Both the rose-red silk and the other items were stored in the refrigerator at the community canteen.

Nuts are fine. We can just roast them at the store later.

The molds have arrived at the store; there are five regular-sized ones and one extra-large one.

We can't let Teacher Wei's efforts go to waste.

Chen Zhou tried it with dough in the shop, and the effect was good. The handwriting was relatively clear, and it reproduced Teacher Wei's running script "Flowers and Full Moon".

When using it, there is a rotating rod on top to control the thickness of the mooncake in the mold; pressing down will shape it.

In terms of staffing, Chen Zhou and Aunt Zheng were quite busy with making several hundred mooncakes.

Because of the mold, even junior students can easily make their own.

At this point, the preliminary preparations for the Five-Nut Mooncakes are basically complete.

We'll officially start production in a couple of days.

With few additives and a reduced amount of sugar, mooncakes do not keep very long.

There's no way around it.

It's handmade, for family and friends to eat, and sold to the surrounding neighbors.

You can't just fill it in haphazardly.

Besides the five-nut mooncakes, Chen Zhou plans to use the existing fillings in the store and make some fresh meat mooncakes with slight modifications.

This is mainly due to some voices within the customer base.

Make a few and try them.

These are traditional Jiangzhe-style mooncakes with fresh meat filling and a flaky crust. They are not baked in an oven, but rather pan-fried on a griddle like flatbread.

It's definitely different from the hard-skinned kind from the north.

I don't know what the reaction will be if I combine the two, but it's mainly because it's easy to do.

Making steamed buns is still making a bun, just like making mooncakes is making a bun.

"Boss, the words printed on these buns look pretty good." Aunt Zheng had inadvertently used a mold to print patterns on several buns.

She's very dedicated to her work and it's easy for her to keep going.

This is a side effect of getting your hands on an old rolling pin.

"It really is!" The junior sister went into the kitchen to admire her masterpiece.

Chen Zhou laughed and said, "Let's keep it for ourselves. It will expand back up after steaming."

Business at the store continues as normal.

But it does have a more festive atmosphere.

Most of them were neighbors. They chatted about their holiday travel plans at Chen Zhou's shop.

Old Meng recently bought a shop and plans to relax during the holidays, spending a couple of days nearby without wanting to travel far.

Traveling abroad means dealing with huge crowds and high costs.

Chen Zhou recommended the owner of Yanshan Farmhouse to him.

Besides going back to his hometown to go shopping with his wife, Tony also asked Chen Zhou and Lao Meng if they were interested in joining him.

Old Meng laughed and said, "Why don't you ask Xiao Zhao and Auntie? Or we can go home and ask around for you."

Tony rolled his eyes at him: "Shopping is so much fun!"

Chen Zhou noticed the plaster on his neck and recommended a blind massage parlor to Tony.

“Sometimes I’ll go over and give it a massage. I remember to ask that apprentice; he’s not very strong.”

Tony loves to find someone strong: "I can handle it."

"Go ahead and look for me if you want," Chen Zhou thought to himself.

Coincidentally, a young woman from the rental and sales center next door came to the store to get her food; she really treated the community canteen like a regular canteen.

However, Zhang Jing has recently become somewhat disheartened about preparing for the exam.

During the meal, I overheard Chen Zhou recommending fun places and reliable massage therapists to people.

I simply think this boss is amazing.

She asked casually:
"Boss, could you recommend some jobs to me too? Do you have any good ones?"

Choosing a career is a major life decision, and Chen Zhou could only help her avoid pitfalls.

"Just don't draw any diagrams."

If he really had to recommend something, Chen Zhou thought to himself that he could try it at his own shop.

As the business gradually picks up, with a few more people working in shifts, the evening hours can also be utilized.

However, there's no rush right now.

People chatted and laughed, exchanging greetings of "Happy Mid-Autumn Festival" because the holidays were staggered and they might not meet.

"Send my regards to your family."

There's nothing particularly noteworthy in this latest update of information.

Only Kang's sports meet remains.

But it was his parents who came to buy the steamed buns.

Chen Zhou couldn't match the names.

Around ten o'clock, as he was thinking this, a couple walked into the shop.

Chen Zhou immediately recognized the two of them.

Kang Haoran looks a lot like them.

Old Meng and the others had just left, and the shop was quite quiet. Chen Zhou chatted with them briefly. It turned out they really were Kang Haoran's parents.

No one would be unhappy if their child looked like them, especially a father.

However, Kang Haoran is on the shorter side. Considering that his parents are of average height, Kang Haoran may just not have grown up yet.

“Our son said he wanted to eat the steamed buns from your shop during the sports meet, so we came over here.”

Chen Zhou casually asked, "What projects did you Xiaokang apply for?"

Five thousand meters.

Chen Zhou was genuinely surprised that the skinny Kang had signed up for the 5,000-meter event.

"Your son is quite impressive."

Old Kang scoffed, "Sigh, none of his classmates were willing to sign up, so he wanted to stand out and took on the project himself."

Having both been through school together, Chen Zhou could roughly understand Xiao Kang's feelings.

"Running these 5,000 meters will probably not be easy."

Old Kang nodded: "Who says otherwise? We should ask him what he wants to eat and buy him something."

The couple were indeed thinking of buying it for their son.

But even after arriving at the store, I couldn't resist trying the steamed buns before leaving.

So the two of them packed the food and ate it right there on the spot.

Finally, I bought another one.

Old Kang said to his wife, "See? I told you their steamed buns taste good, didn't I? But you still didn't want to come."

Kang's mother nodded: "It really is delicious."

She can cook, and her skills are pretty good, so she doesn't often eat out.

She was actually quite satisfied with today's steamed buns.

The junior sister also remembered that classmate Kang. She said to Chen Zhou, "Senior brother, I think he has a good chance of getting first place."

"Is there any explanation for this?" Chen Zhou asked, puzzled.

"Just imagine, if there were a steamed bun at the finish line, wouldn't Kang run incredibly fast? He's always so energetic when he rides his bike here every day."

It's not unreasonable.

Kang's parents went to cheer him on today.

Around noon, the sports meet should have ended, and the students should have been on holiday.

Just as Chen Zhou was about to lock the door, he suddenly saw Kang Haoran coming over.

The young man parked his bicycle and thanked him.

"Uncle, I have to thank you for the steamed buns."

"I ran into your parents this morning; they bought you steamed buns," Chen Zhou said with a smile. "You didn't win first place, did you?"

Kang smacked his lips.

"Uncle, we can't judge people by their appearance. Just because I'm short doesn't mean I must be a fast runner."

"You brat." Chen Zhou patted him on the shoulder, reopened the shop door, and gestured for him to come in.

Here's a drink for you, choose one yourself.

"Thank you, Uncle," Kang Haoran said, glancing at the drinks in the beverage cabinet. "Can you open a blind box for me, Uncle?"

It seems that older kids like this nowadays.

Chen Zhou casually grabbed him a bottle of carbonated beverage. His drink cabinet was mostly stocked with tea drinks, along with some mineral water, which he had picked up based on the intelligence report.

"Please."

The little boy took it and started chugging it down.

Seeing how much he was enjoying his drink, Chen Zhou found a bottle of the same kind and took a couple of sips himself.

While drinking his iced cola, Chen Zhou suddenly remembered that he had forgotten something.

So I asked him, "You didn't get first place, so why are you thanking me?"

"I was just about to say that, and you gave me a drink, and now I don't know what to do."

Chen Zhou laughed and said, "From what you're saying, even though you weren't first, you still got a ranking."
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"There is a ranking, tenth."

Chen Zhou offered encouragement:

"Not bad, running 5,000 meters is quite tiring, so tenth place is pretty good."

Looking around, Kang saw that the store was empty and said:
"I only ran two laps, and when I saw the steamed buns my mom gave me, I stopped and didn't have to suffer. That's why I came to thank you."

Oh, so that's how you thank someone.

But how should we evaluate it? Chen Zhou thought for a moment, then said:

"That shows a lot of sportsmanship."

"Ah, who can argue with that?"

Kang and his classmates came from fourteen classes in their grade, and a total of ten contestants were selected to participate.

Half of them are sports students.

He thought to himself, if his mother had arrived a little later, he might have been the ninth.

Because the person ahead of him in line didn't persevere either.

The spirit of sports is all about participation.

Chatting with Xiaokang about the current high school campus is a way of reminiscing about our youth.

With the holiday approaching, Ms. Lin's sister is also coming to Haibin City.

(End of this chapter)