Food Intelligence King

Chapter 59 A Hot Meal
Finally, the "community canteen" opened for business for the first time.

Many of the customers looked familiar.

Some of them even looked like they hadn't eaten for two days.

"Boss, I'd like another pork bun, and a bowl of porridge, please."

"Congratulations on your opening, Mr. Chen! Now we can eat here."

"Ten, take them with you, I'm starving."

"It'll be ready soon, just a moment!" Chen Zhou's response was simple and forceful. As a steamed bun chef, he still focused more on the steamer in the kitchen.

Meanwhile, the junior sister moved like a fish, weaving through the crowded people and tables and chairs.

A keen eye for work, a dedicated heart, and skillful hands.

She had only done the job a few times, but she had already figured out the work experience and could now hold the buns steadily in one hand while cleaning up the mess on the table with the other.

If no one had helped him tidy up, Chen Zhou would have had a hard time dealing with so many customers on his first day of business.

Not long after, a warm and familiar voice rang out in the shop: "Master Chen, business is good."

Chen Zhou looked up and saw that it was indeed Wang Meng.

He greeted us warmly, saying, "You must try our cooked meat buns today, they're a new product."

"it is good!"

Wang Meng trusted Master Chen's skills and his judgment of him.

"If you bring four, that should be enough. There's also loofah soup and millet porridge over there."

"it is good!"

Wang Meng placed his briefcase on the chair, took a seat from a customer who had just left, and then took the steamed bun from Chen Zhou's hand.

Unlike fresh meat buns where scallion and ginger water is added to the meat filling, cooked meat buns are filled directly with the broth from stewing the meat.

So a little bit has seeped out on the surface, a light brown color.

The dumpling skin is no longer so white and flawless; it's now speckled with patches of varying sizes.

It looks quite appetizing.

Once you bite into it, the soup inside is very hot and fragrant.

It's the pure richness of meat.

"Whoosh," Wang Meng blew a couple of times into the bun, then checked its interior.

The color was much darker than that of the pork buns, and the filling wasn't clump together; it was all loose and crumbly, making the buns feel very full.

There were also some glistening oils that shimmered in the broth.

Wang Meng cherished the meat broth inside the steamed bun. He used chopsticks in one hand to hold the bun upright, and used a spoon to support it from the bottom with the other. Only then did he feel at ease and began to eat.

The most noticeable sensation when chewing is in the finely chopped lean meat. Each strand is thoroughly infused with flavor, tender and juicy without being dry.

The small pieces of fat are visible, but it's not greasy at all.

Stewed first, then steamed, the flavor almost melts into the buns.

Wang Meng chewed heartily. At this moment, the scalding hot meat juices mixed with the melting oil, and the rich aroma of meat and flour hit his taste buds.

"You're really something, Master Chen."

Wang Meng marveled at Chef Chen's culinary skills, but he ate a little too quickly.

It slipped out of my grasp.

Luckily, it fell into a plate; otherwise, I would have had to look up to see if anyone was around when I picked it up from the table.

After finishing a cooked meat bun in a few bites, Captain Wang went to get himself a bowl of loofah and egg soup.

I didn't bother the waiter; the young woman seemed quite busy.

Moreover, he and the owner decided on the locations of the soup pots and porridge buckets in the shop together.

You can also see Chef Chen's honesty in doing business from the loofah and egg soup.

Unlike at work where you have to stir the food in a bucket several times to get the solid ingredients out, here, you can easily scoop out half a bowl of soup with visible eggs and loofah with just a few spoonfuls.

The flavor is simple, without any complicated seasonings. It's just refreshing and light, with tender loofah and delicate egg drop soup.

Because of the high-quality ingredients, when you pick up the bowl to drink, it will naturally make a "slurp" sound.

That's the collision of egg drop soup and loofah slices with the air as they glide across the lips.

Wang Meng thought to himself:

Having breakfast here in the morning is so nice. Microwaving is convenient, but eating something hot in the restaurant really makes you feel more relaxed and carefree.

"The money has been paid."

Wang Meng shouted.

"Okay, take care!"

Business was so busy that Zhao Yilin couldn't find a chance to complain to Chen Zhou, so she could only mutter to herself:
This person seems to know the store layout better than I do?
How old is he? He still manages to drop food on the table? Hahahaha.

The junior sister laughed out loud as she thought about it.

Chen Zhou couldn't help but ask curiously:
What are you grinning about?

"Boss, I've seen something interesting."

Okay, it's good to be happy at work. Chen Zhou was slightly puzzled for a moment, but then ignored her and continued wrapping his buns.

Basically after 8:30 or 9:00,
The number of customers has decreased significantly, so there's basically no need to queue anymore.

There weren't many people, so everyone could find a seat.

For most office workers, if they buy breakfast at this time, they might miss their morning clock-in time.

However, this was also the first time Chen Zhou had directly realized that there are so many people in life who don't have to go to work or clock in—grandparents and grandchildren coming to eat steamed buns, and self-employed business owners.

And the young girl from the rental and sales center next door.

"Brother Chen, you've opened for business so soon!"

"I had to change the feng shui, didn't I?" Chen Zhou replied with a smile. "I just started work today."

Zhang Jing nodded.
The feng shui problem of this shop on the ground floor seems to have been resolved on its own.

It was already past nine o'clock. In the old days, when my aunt's breakfast stall was located, the couple would have been packing up. If she came over, she would have to eat whatever was left.

"I'm the only one at the rental and sales center, so I don't need to clock in."

Of course, for this reason, she also gets off work early, so she has never tasted the steamed buns sold on the street.

This time I think I'll make it in time.

Zhang Jing asked, "Do you have any recommendations, boss? I don't eat much."

"It's okay, I don't have that many different kinds of products right now." Chen Zhou pointed to a small sign inside the store.

"Fresh meat buns have always been our specialty, and the cooked meat buns we just launched today are also quite popular, though we don't have many left. If you prefer vegetarian, we also have eggplant and green pepper fillings. If you'd like something soupy, you can have a bowl of millet porridge or loofah soup."

One steamed bun, or two?

"Two is a bit too much." Zhang Jing waved her hand. "Let me try one of the fresh meat ones first, and then a bowl of porridge. I'll take it with me."

"Okay, just a moment."

While the shop assistant was packing the food, Zhang Jing glanced at the small shop briefly.

The decor hasn't changed much, but it feels much more vibrant now, and the smell of steamed buns in the shop is wonderful.

When she turned her head, she discovered something new:
"Oh, there are also small cucumbers. How much are these?"

Chen Zhou replied, "Catch it yourself, it's free. Our principle is not to waste it."

"Ok."

Chen Zhou took a meat bun out of the steamer and put it into the bag that his junior sister had already opened.

After handing the packed buns and porridge to Zhang Jing, Zhao Yilin said with a smile, "Come on over if you're not full."

Anyway, one steamed bun is definitely not enough for Zhao Yilin.

(End of this chapter)