Food Intelligence King

Chapter 36 Business is booming
What does 20 pounds of meat mean?

There are so many, one basin simply cannot hold them all.

Chen Zhou needs to use some of the minced meat to make ready-made buns at home, and then put them in the car to steam them.

Then, take a bowl of minced meat and put it into the refrigerator in the car.

This way, his hands won't be idle while he's steaming buns!

Finally, I left one potted plant at home, waiting for my wife to bring it over when she returned.

And twenty pounds of minced meat

This also means that you need to prepare twenty catties of flour.

And that doesn't even include the vegetarian eggplant and green pepper buns.

So much so that Chen Zhou barely stopped working after lunch.

Considering the capacity of the food cart, the state of the dough's proofing, and the preservation of the ingredients, this is already close to the limit of street vending.

Chen Zhou glanced at his intelligence report—

[Significant increase in customer traffic]

"I didn't expect my workload to increase so much."

It was evening, a little earlier than usual.

Chen Zhou rode his steamed bun cart out of the residential area and found that someone was already waiting at his stall.

They were two boys, about eighteen or nineteen years old.

When they saw Chen Zhou's steamed bun cart, they politely made way for him and even took out their phones to check the cart.

But what followed was rather impolite.

"Is this the place?"

"That's right, it's this sign, it's freaking huge!"

Chen Zhou smiled and said, "The steamed buns are all freshly made, please wait a little while."

"It's ok!"

While waiting for the first batch of buns, the two boys chatted casually with Chen Zhou.

Chen Zhou learned that they had just finished submitting their college application forms and were on a group trip.

"I saw the video on the hotel last night. We happened to be in Haibin City, so we took the subway here today."

"Boss, you have no idea, I got so hungry after watching the video that I ordered takeout that very night."

Chen Zhou could only comfort them:

"The condiments are free, and you can add as many pickled cucumbers as you like."

The two boys seem to really like eating steamed buns.

After finishing four meat buns and two vegetarian buns on the spot, he bought four more meat buns to take away.

They chatted as they walked:

"I think I filled in Haibin University of Architecture and Technology in my college application this time. I hope I can study there in the future."

"Damn, that's foresight! How come I didn't think of that? I applied to Hangzhou."

Chen Zhou listened from behind, secretly alarmed.

'We wouldn't risk our future for a steamed bun.'

Unfortunately, the application form couldn't be changed after it was submitted, otherwise Chen Zhou would definitely have pulled him back and given him a good talking-to.

After the two left, it was like turning on a tap; customers came in droves, and the number quickly increased.

Chen Zhou's food cart was packed with people, just like the steamed buns in Guo.

"I want the same signature pork bun!"

"They don't have iced plum juice anymore?"

"Green peppers and eggplants can be wrapped inside? I'll have one to try."

During the evening rush hour, Chen Zhou met Comrade Wang Meng in the queue.

Behind him was a man in his forties with a beer belly, who was chatting with Wang Meng, even though he wasn't wearing a uniform. He was probably Wang Meng's boss.

Chen Zhou greeted them:

"Captain Wang, you didn't even tell me you were coming!" "Haha, four meat buns, please." Wang Meng laughed and gave Chen Zhou a wink.

The gist is: "I just want this person to stand in line."

When it came time to pay the bill, the man with the beer belly, showing a leader's demeanor, offered to treat everyone.

Comrade Wang Meng didn't stand on ceremony either.

"Then, Master Chen, I'll add two more."

Coming from the crowd and returning to the crowd, the two also followed the example of the surrounding customers and tasted the food on the street.

Wang Meng's boss, Jiang Zhibin, is from the south and he's not really interested in noodles.

But the video went viral.

Their official account has never had this many likes before.

So much so that he had to come and try it himself.

Biting into the bun, the warm, soft, and bouncy texture put Jiang Zhibin at ease, making him lower his guard.

Noodles seem to have a more substantial feel than rice.

He chewed and savored it carefully.
Before I knew it, I felt as if I were in a golden wheat field, watching as a ripe grain was crushed into powder and I fell into a deep sleep.

Suddenly, a basin of cold water woke him up, and a pair of large, strong hands reached out and repeatedly rubbed and pressed him.

He could only hide on the cutting board, rolling around and panting.

After finally managing to huddle together with my companions, I'm about to be sent into the sauna.
Standing beside him, Wang Meng asked in confusion:

"Director, why are you only eating the crust and not the filling?"

After a thorough investigation deep into the heart of the region, Jiang Zhibin exclaimed, "Delicious! Delicious steamed buns! Isn't this all about serving the people?"

Although the leader's words were incoherent, his perspective was indeed very high.

Chen Zhou actually listened to that.

Although the steamed bun stall was small, it made Chen Zhou feel that he had some responsibilities.

"Now that I have a system, I need to elevate my perspective and broaden my horizons. My goal is to ensure more people can enjoy delicious and safe food."

A billion positive reviews, isn't that just ten small goals?

Not far away, there's Jinda Tobacco and Liquor.

The owner, Meng Da, set up a small table in front of the door and would come out to get some fresh air every evening when it was cooler.

I just stepped outside tonight and ran into Tony from the barbershop collecting towels outside.

When the two neighbors met, they couldn't help but chat about Chen Zhou's steamed bun stall.

"Why is his business so good today? There's such a long line of people waiting to buy his steamed buns."

Tony glanced at him sideways and said:
"It's delicious, of course it's popular. You haven't tried it yet, have you, Brother Meng?"

“What you’re saying,” Meng Da said proudly, giving himself a thumbs-up. “I’ve eaten here several times; I’m a regular customer.”

The steamed buns are indeed quite famous around the Sunshine City residential area.

But many of the customers who came today didn't seem to be locals.

Neither of them knew what was going on.

Tony looked at the huge crowd not far away and could only sigh silently, "If I want to eat steamed buns in the future, I'll have to go earlier."

Meng Da was very envious of the steamed bun business.

Light yourself a cigarette and start reflecting:

"If my shop gets this many customers every day, the eighth aircraft carrier would be out to sea by now."

"Ugh," Tony said, flicking his towel to get rid of the annoying smell of smoke, "I just don't like being around you guys."

Meng Da grinned:
“It’s okay, my wife is on duty tomorrow. You two sisters can eat steamed buns and chat.”

When Tony heard Meng Da mention the word "wife," he thought of Baozi's wife.

He lowered his voice:
"The guy who sells steamed buns lives in this neighborhood. His wife works during the day and comes over to help after work in the evening. She even said a few days ago that she was coming to my place to get her hair done."

"They're just being polite to you." Meng Da didn't hold back with his words.

"However, rather than envying their business, I envy the couple's relationship more. I've been married for so many years and I've hardly ever had a hot meal."

(End of this chapter)