Food Intelligence King

Chapter 30 It’s all a routine
"A seed is planted in my heart, da la di da la."

After returning from learning from the farmers' market and opening a position in live pig futures, Chen Zhou couldn't help but hum a nursery rhyme that kindergarten children used to sing.

One's own intelligence is like a series of seeds.
You plant the seeds yourself and wait for them to bloom and bear fruit.

Chen Zhou was slightly reluctant to part with stocks that still offered a chance to recoup his losses.

"After all these years, I've developed an attachment to it."

Forget it
If you can't let go of your children, you can't trap the wolf.

In addition to the experience and ingredients used today, Chen Zhou also brought back a glass pot from the market.

5L large capacity, 60 yuan.

Although I bought it offline, the price was about the same as online.

The cost of this kind of product is probably all in the shipping.

After finishing his chores at home, Chen Zhou checked the time; it was only a little past 10 a.m. He could still go to the Darentang Pharmacy to buy the plum juice seasoning packet.

As he went downstairs, he couldn't help but stare at the futures prices for a while longer.

Thirty minutes have passed since the position was opened.

The pig market is basically stagnant.

In the forum, some netizens also posted about the rumors that the number of animals slaughtered in July had decreased.

"Short supply and rising prices mean this market is a no-brainer."
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"Fool! A rise in pork prices doesn't necessarily mean futures prices will follow suit! It all depends on expectations!"

If it weren't for the clear intelligence alert...
Chen Zhou would definitely think that both of these arguments make sense.

However, both Lao Zhang's lesson and Chen Zhou's own experience taught him not to be greedy.

"The intelligence says there's a chance to make a 15% profit, but I won't wait for 15%; I'll just stop when it's about right."

This isn't my profession.

In the food and beverage industry, the most certain thing is that if it tastes good, it tastes good.

Darentang Pharmacy.

Chen Zhou locked his electric scooter and happened to see a woman in her fifties come out of it.

He was carrying a large box in his arms.

Judging from her fashionable outfit, she must have a substantial retirement income, as evidenced by her strong spending power at the pharmacy.

Chen Zhou walked into the pharmacy.

The shop assistants inside greeted us proactively.

"Handsome, we're having a promotion on our plum juice seasoning packets: buy one get one free. This one packet is enough to make three pounds of plum juice. Are you interested in learning more?"

Chen Zhou came for this reason.

"I'm interested. On this hot day, I just want a cup of plum juice."

After hearing this, the shop assistant smiled and began to explain the various ingredients to Chen Zhou.

"We have dried tangerine peel, hawthorn, dried plum, dried jujube, mulberry, mint, and rock sugar, all of which are our own medicinal herbs."

Chen Zhou was very curious about the specific proportions of the formula.

The shop assistant replied:
"Don't worry, handsome. This is an old imperial secret recipe. And the price of the pre-packaged mix is ​​definitely cheaper than buying it separately. We're even selling this plum juice mix at a loss."

“Okay then,” Chen Zhou did a quick calculation and didn’t plan to buy too much.

"I'll take thirty packs."

The shop assistant blinked and said, "Buy thirty packs, get thirty packs free? That's ninety in total."

Buyers and sellers are often not on the same page, Chen Zhou clicked his tongue:
"My bad for not being clear. If I buy fifteen packs, that would be forty-five yuan, right?"

The shop assistant understood now, "Yes, your calculation is correct."

Just as Chen Zhou was about to pay the bill,
The girl across from me suddenly reminded me again:

"Hey handsome, I forgot to tell you, you absolutely can't use a cast iron pot to cook this plum juice. It's acidic, and using a cast iron pot will make it taste like other flavors!"

"thank you."

Chen Zhou cast a grateful glance at the shop assistant.

The little girl is quite kind-hearted.

The intelligence report did mention this precaution, which is why he bought a glass pot.

Seeing Chen Zhou being so polite, the shop assistant couldn't help but give a sly smile.

“Hey, you—” She bent down and carried a large box onto the counter.

Then he introduced it in great detail: "Look at this two-liter multi-functional health pot. It is made of high borosilicate glass and has a high power of 1,200 watts for heating. It is perfect for making plum juice, and can also be used to cook porridge and soup."

Buy now for only 598, and you'll also receive a free non-woven fabric bag.

The price of 598 is really outrageous.

Chen Zhou bought a 5-liter one for only 60 yuan, and it can be heated by putting it on the gas stove.

What's more, she wouldn't even call him "handsome" again.

Chen Zhou waved his hand.

"No need, we have a pot at home."

The shop assistant frowned slightly and could only bring out another box. "We also have the 258 one here. It's cheaper, but it's still usable."

"The money has been paid!"

Chen Zhou quickly scanned the code and left the pharmacy.

On his way home, he thought to himself that the pharmacy was probably just running a plum juice promotion to sell health-preserving kettles.

It has to be said that brick-and-mortar stores have quite a few tricks up their sleeves.

When he got home, Chen Zhou first went to the living room to cool off with the air conditioning because it was too hot.

Fa Cai is a very caring cat.

Shortly after the air conditioner was turned on, it moved towards the air vent.

Since setting up his stall, Chen Zhou has been alone at home during weekdays. Now that he has a cat for company, it's not bad.

He picked up a few kibbles of cat food and began training Fa Cai's ability to recognize his own name.

"Come here, and you'll get rich."

"Aim~"

There's not much to say about making plum juice.

First, wash the ingredients and soak them briefly before cooking.

Remember to use purified water. Tap water has a high calcium and magnesium ion content, which can give it a strange taste after boiling.

Then, at the same time as turning on the gas stove, immediately turn on the range hood.

Because there is no air conditioning in the kitchen.

After the water in the pot boiled, Chen Zhou looked at Fa Cai in the living room through the tightly closed glass door and said, "You seem to be having a good time."

The owner of the steamed bun stall usually doesn't eat steamed buns for lunch.

Chen Zhou can cook a couple of simple dishes, and he can also make some for his wife and children.

If it's hot, he'll actually order takeout.

Over the next two days, sour plum drink officially made its way onto the steamed bun stall.

Due to the small size of the refrigerator.

The chilled version of the plum juice sold is only available in limited quantities.

However, after Chen Zhou loaded the glass pot onto the cart the next day, even more people started buying the room-temperature plum juice.

People love to drink sour plum juice.

I love its translucent amber color, and I love its sweet and sour taste.

But I especially love drinking it when I can see the real ingredients.

At the bottom of the transparent glass pot, tiny, fluffy pieces of fruit pulp had settled, showing the vendor's sincerity.

A little later,
Chen Zhou also encountered food bloggers in the "Foodie Dynamics" section.

Even from a distance, Chen Zhou could still recognize their identities at a glance.

The middle-aged man walking in front had a steady gait and a flowing hairstyle.

But the guy following behind him had a camera on his head, which reflected the faint light under the streetlights, making his profession all too obvious.

The two slowly approached the stall.

Chen Zhou finally saw their faces clearly.

It looked somewhat familiar. Chen Zhou had seen it in the market news when he first obtained the food information.

It's Teacher Li, who had a falling out with the MCN before.

(End of this chapter)