Food: The super chef just wants to set up a stall leisurely

Zhao Xiaojing kept turning the other one in the pot, making it continue to make the hissing sound of bubbling oil, while carefully brushing the one she had taken out with sauce.

The sauce flows down the browned shell of the ham, and the ham, which is sticky with cumin and sesame seeds, is stained with layer after layer of attractive reddish-brown color.

Especially because it was cut with wheat ears, the whole ham sausage is in the shape of a flower after frying, and a lot of sauce is hanging in the deep and shallow grooves of the flower cut.

"Gulp..." The two children kept swallowing their saliva and stared at the sausage in Zhao Xiaojing's hand. Their faces were pressed against the railing and left marks.

Zhao Xiaojing took a big bite of the sausage and immediately revealed an exaggerated chewing expression. Because it was cut very precisely, even the bitten parts were a very appetizing brown color.

"What are you doing? You're at the door, why don't you go home and crack someone else's door?"

The uncle next door had opened the door a long time ago, but the child didn't come home for a long time. When he came out, he saw the child clinging to someone else's door. Feeling embarrassed, he reached out and grabbed the child by the back of the neck.

"Come back with me! Duoduo, you should also hurry upstairs and go home! Your mother is waiting for you at home!"

As they pulled and tugged, the child's clothes were stretched out, but he was still clinging to the door without moving.

Zhao Xiaojing fished out another one. The ham sausage that Suo Yidao had fried was crispy from the inside out. Suo Yi's knife skills made it even more delicate after frying. The uncle who was holding the child looked up and was stunned after taking a look.

How can I fry a ham sausage in such a fancy way? Why is this ham sausage so tempting? Why is it different from the fried starch sausages I saw on the street? !

Gulu...

"Dad, I want to eat! I want to eat!!!" The child held on to the iron gate tightly, swallowing his saliva and shouting loudly.

"I'll blow it up for you when we get back. Don't embarrass yourself!" The uncle came to his senses and continued to pull the child, but when he realized he couldn't move him any further, he squatted down and started to pull the child's hand away.

"I want to eat this! I want to eat this!" The child jumped and stomped his feet, his voice becoming sharper.

Zhao Xiaojing cut the straw raincoat ham sausage into several sections with scissors, then poured it into the sauce bowl and mixed it all together.

The ham hit the stainless steel bowl, making a crispy sound, and every section of ham in the bowl was soaked thoroughly in the red-palm oil sauce.

I picked one up and took a bite, my mouth was full of oil, mmm~~

"Ah!!" The child's hands had been ripped apart by the uncle, and the child sat down on the ground, screaming sharply and slapping the ground with his limbs.

"I'm giving you face, right? Believe it or not, I'll beat you up!"

"Waaaaaah... I want to eat, I want to eat! Aaaaah..." The child burst into tears.

There was a soft dripping sound.

[The limited-time task has been completed, you can go to the backpack interface to claim the reward]

Zhao Xiaojing was excited. She quickly opened the door and handed over the bowl of mixed straw raincoat and ham sausage.

"Don't cry, little friend. There are still several pieces in this bowl. I cut them with scissors. They are untouched. Please eat them."

Upon hearing this, the child who had been prying at the door quickly took it, and the child on the ground stood up in one second.

"Um... I'm so sorry for eating your food for free. Oh... Aoao, Duoduo, you two should say thank you to your auntie!"

"Sister Crab Crab!"

"Sister Crab Crab!"

The uncle felt embarrassed again, not knowing what to say. The two children had already finished their food in no time, and Zhao Xiaojing took the bowl back.

"You're welcome. It's okay." Zhao Xiaojing quickly closed the door and breathed a sigh of relief at the same time as the uncle outside.

The world of social phobia is really difficult.

Opening the system backpack, Zhao Xiaojing excitedly clicked on the task completion reward.

[Congratulations on receiving system gold x10, cash x50, experience x100. Experience can be used to upgrade system products]

[After system evaluation, the current cook level is 4 (low level, incompetent rookie, the maximum level is 100). This upgrade will earn you 20 system coins and 200 cash.]

Hey, how can I improve the cook’s level by completing a task?

[System rating is based on strict comprehensive assessment standards. Because of your mastery of sword skills, you are promoted from level 2 to level 4.]

Zhao Xiaojing was delighted.

Ding Dong. A text message alerted Zhao Xiaojing. She looked at it and saw a message pop up on her phone saying 250 yuan had been deposited.

Although the numbers make people want to complain, the money is real. Zhao Xiaojing held the phone and read the text message of the arrival of the money over and over again.

The money wasn’t much, but for her, who was forced to drop out of high school and had been working odd jobs to take care of her mother, it was easy money.

During the three years when her mother was ill, the originally poor family became even poorer, and Zhao Xiaojing began to live under the eyes of her relatives. Zhao Xiaojing's father died early, and she was an orphan with few relatives. When her mother became ill, most of her relatives began to avoid her.

Although she was very afraid of Dong Mei, her feelings towards her were very complicated. When her mother was sick, Dong Mei gave her 8 yuan without saying a word. Although she had forced Zhao Xiaojing to marry in her previous life, and urged her to marry her second husband after Zhao Xiaojing divorced with her child, according to the thinking of Dong Mei's generation, perhaps only getting married was the only destination for women. After all, even she herself was like that, and even if she was not living well, her thinking had never changed.

Zhao Xiaojing sniffed hard and wiped away her tears several times.

Don't think about it. It will only add to your worries. There is no use in being sad about the passing of time.

"System, when is the next mission?"

[This system task will be refreshed at 0:.]

"Then I'll use the body enhancer and take a look at the system mall."

[I am using a body strengthener (10% strengthening type)...]

[Strengthening success]

There was nothing special feeling. Zhao Xiaojing tried to lift the pot and the bed, and found that it was much easier than before and did not feel heavy at all. Maybe it was because of the increased strength or something.

Zhao Xiaojing then looked at the system mall.

The top three modules of the mall are lit up, namely lottery, recipes, and skills. There are some gray modules below, indicating insufficient permissions.

Click on the skill module, which is in a pyramid shape. The sword mastery at the bottom layer has been lit up, and the others show insufficient permissions.

The prize for the lucky draw was 500 system coins each time. Zhao Xiaojing took a look and decided to quit.

In the recipe module, there is a secret fried skewers recipe, which is priced at 300 system coins. Zhao Xiaojing thought about it and bought it!

[Congratulations on obtaining the secret fried skewers recipe, experience x500, the recipe is being transmitted...]

Zhao Xiaojing's mind began to think of various types of fried skewers, as well as the oil temperature, frying time and techniques required for each type of skewers, some methods of marinating meat skewers, battering techniques for vegetable skewers, and the soul of fried skewers - the preparation of secret dipping sauces...

Wow! There are so many things to pay attention to when frying a skewers. After learning, Zhao Xiaojing was very ashamed of the fried ham sausage just now. Thanks to the knife skills she just learned, she cut the ham sausage very delicately, and fried it from the inside to the outside. Otherwise, today's task would not have been completed so smoothly.

How about setting up a fried skewers stall? You can set up a small stall first and try the simplest one... Zhao Xiaojing lay on the bed, slowly planning...

……

At six o'clock in the morning, Zhao Xiaojing was awakened by the bright light shining through the cheap curtains of her rental apartment.

Zhao Xiaojing jumped up.

"He actually fell asleep, and he said he would wait until midnight to receive a mission. System, what is the new mission?"

[You have purchased the fried skewers recipe, and the system will issue the corresponding tasks]

[Limited time task: Set up a stall and sell 3500 fried skewers. This task will be refreshed after 7 days. If it is not completed, it will be considered a failure. Please choose whether to accept it]

【whether】

Zhao Xiaojing calculated that 3500 skewers of fried skewers had to be sold in seven days, which means an average of 500 skewers per day. Although she felt a little pressured, she accepted the task without hesitation.

The stall car system has been delivered, but now we are still short of ingredients for frying skewers, as well as materials for making secret dipping sauce, flour for batter, bamboo skewers for skewers, and a series of other stall materials.

Zhao Xiaojing quickly decided on the types of fried skewers to sell at her first stall.

There are so many types of fried skewers, so she selected some that were easy to handle and could be skewered quickly by one person. There were a total of fifteen types.

Then I went out and bought the necessary vegetables, meat and miscellaneous ingredients from the messy vegetable market not far downstairs.

Zhao Xiaojing was glad that she chose to rent a dilapidated house closest to the vegetable market. Although the environment is not good, it is really convenient now when she needs to buy large amounts of meat and vegetables.

"System, where is the electric three-wheeled stall vehicle?"

[The host can choose a hidden place and bring out the electric tricycle]

Zhao Xiaojing ran to the unfinished building near the vegetable market and chose the electric three-wheeled stall vehicle from her backpack. Then an ordinary stall vehicle with a glass cabinet for displaying food appeared in front of her.

Zhao Xiaojing looked at the tricycle curiously and found that there was a gas tank and a stove under the glass cabinet for displaying food. In addition, there was a large storage space.

Zhao Xiaojing was speechless for a moment.

Why didn’t I think of the tricycle when I was buying groceries just now?! I actually had to rely on manpower to transport the materials back and forth for three whole trips!

After thoroughly studying the functions of the tricycle, Zhao Xiaojing rode it back to the downstairs of the rental house with great enthusiasm and parked it. Fortunately, the tenants in this area are basically working people who make a living by doing various odd jobs. There are also various small stalls parked on the first floor, so Zhao Xiaojing's stall is not too out of place.

What follows is a long preparation process.

Wash the vegetables, cut them, marinate them if necessary, paste them if necessary, then skewer them and prepare the dipping sauce.

After estimating the cost of ingredients and market prices, and considering the task of 3500 skewers, Zhao Xiaojing decided to go with the route of small profits but quick turnover. A skewer of vegetables costs 1 yuan, a skewer of meat costs 3 yuan, and a chicken drumstick costs 8 yuan.

There is an experimental primary school on the street two blocks away. There are various food stalls in the small alley next to the primary school. Zhao Xiaojing decided to try there.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Zhao Xiaojing appeared on the small path next to the primary school riding an electric tricycle.

Quite a few stalls have been set up, including two or three stalls selling fried skewers, and there are already quite a few parents waiting at the door.

Zhao Xiaojing chose an empty space, took out the gas tank and stove from the storage compartment, lit the fire, set up the pot, and poured oil.

Then arrange the take-away boxes, plastic bags, and put on an apron.

At 16:30, the school bell rang and the lower grade pupils filed out.

At the same time, preparations for various stalls have been completed and they are ready to welcome the first batch of student customers.

Zhao Xiaojing has already fried some marinated chicken legs to fix their shape.

Looking at the school gate that had started to move, Zhao Xiaojing silently clenched her fists to prepare herself mentally and encourage herself.