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

At 5:20 in the afternoon, Li Zhi, the owner of the porridge stall, hurriedly packed up the porridge for the last customer. While collecting money, he kept turning his head to glance at the fried skewers stall next to him.

The only one-hour stall opening time seemed particularly long today, as the aroma of fried skewers from next door almost took her soul away!

Although her porridge stall business was particularly good today, most customers who bought porridge came with a portion of fried skewers. They came to her stall to buy porridge while eating the skewers. She had no idea how the fried skewers were made, but each one was fried until it was golden brown and the dipping sauce was rich, which made her eyes pop out.

And the smell is so delicious! She doesn't usually eat fried food, but the aroma of this fried skewers is so tempting that it almost automatically goes into her nose. She has long been greedy for the fried skewers in the customer's hand!

Li Zhi had been wanting to buy a few skewers to satisfy her craving, but today, although the customers were sporadic, they never stopped coming. She was anxious while selling porridge, and she had swallowed countless saliva.

Fortunately, I finally have some free time now! Li Zhi quickly covered the porridge bucket and rushed to the fried skewers stall in two or three steps.

"Boss, I want to eat fried skewers, give me some!"

"I want……"

"Sold out?!!!" Li Zhi looked at the empty glass cabinet in shock, the grievance in her voice almost overflowing.

"Ah... yes, the remaining skewers are all in the pot. They belong to this customer."

"Really? Not even a string left? What about the ones you have in your lunch box?"

"The food boxes are also... sold out."

Zhao Xiaojing looked weakly at the customer who couldn't buy skewers. Why did this customer look at her with eyes full of resentment?

She was also very confused and only prepared 500 skewers. She never thought that she could sell them all at once. She originally planned to sell some of them in front of the elementary school and then sell them at the night market in the evening.

Li Zhi looked at the empty glass cabinet with a sad face, then glanced at the skewers that had just been taken out of the mixing plate, her eager eyes seemed to have substance.

The young man with a child who was standing nearby waiting for the fried skewers felt a pang in his heart and silently moved his feet to block the skewers in front of him.

He had been squeezed in with a bunch of students for half an hour, and when it was his turn, only the last dozen or so skewers were left! Not enough for him and his daughter!

Zhao Xiaojing didn't know how to deal with the complaining diners, so she lowered her head and shielded her eyes with the brim of her hat. She quickly mixed the skewers, and she and the young man quickly handed over the food in tacit understanding and scanned the code to pay.

Then the young man quickly took his daughter and left, doubting his life as he walked.

I just bought some fried skewers, why did it act like I was doing some shady deal?

"Sister, will you still sell it tomorrow?" Li Zhi asked unwillingly.

“Still for sale.”

"Okay, wait for me tomorrow!"

"No, I'll wait tomorrow!"

"No, wait for me tomorrow!"

"Okay, you order first tomorrow and I'll save some for you."

Zhao Xiaojing was so confused that she didn't know what to say. She quickly packed up her stall in silence, got on her tricycle and left in a hurry.

After returning to the room, Zhao Xiaojing collapsed directly on the bed.

It’s not that I’m too tired, I just haven’t recovered yet.

I got the system, learned how to make fried skewers, set up a stall for the first time, and saw customers lining up to buy the skewers and hearing their praises... everything seemed a little unreal.

Especially when the emotion of desperately wanting to change my fate overcame my extreme resistance to social anxiety, and I held on to the idea of ​​living on my own with all my dignity, I actually got such a good response...

It all seemed too good to be true. Zhao Xiaojing didn't dare to think about it any further.

After taking a few long, deep breaths and calming down, I opened the system and saw that the task interface had changed.

[Limited-time random task in progress: Sell 3500 fried skewers at a stall]

[Task progress: 500/3500]

Judging from today's business volume, it shouldn't be a problem to complete the task within seven days. There's still some meat left in the refrigerator from today's purchase, so I'll go to the market tomorrow to add some more vegetables and skewer some more.

On the other side, the last young man who bought the fried skewers finally returned home with his daughter.

In summer, even at six o'clock, the light is still blindingly bright.

After entering the house, he quickly changed his daughter's slippers and then randomly put on a pair of shoes that he didn't know what season they were from.

"Honey, we are back!"

My wife Qin Jingli is preparing dishes in the kitchen skillfully. For dinner today, she has prepared her daughter's favorite roasted fish fillets, vinegar-fried yam, steamed egg custard, and her favorite cold-mixed eggplant.

"Go wash your hands when you come back, then come and cook. Jiajia, go do your homework."

"What did you buy? What smells so good?"

Qin Jingli came out following the smell and saw the food box on the table at a glance.

"Deep-fried skewers? We're about to eat, why are you buying junk food?"

"You are such a sweet and caring little girl. She watched others eat and insisted on squeezing over to buy some. When it was our turn, there were only a few skewers left. After they were bought, I couldn't even eat one and insisted on bringing some back to eat with you."

Qin Jingli's expression changed immediately. She smiled and hugged her daughter and kissed her.

The family of three sat down and each picked up a skewer and started eating.

"Oh my god! Why is this fried skewers so delicious?"

Qin Jingli took a bite of the fried pork tenderloin in her hand and immediately became energetic.

The fried pork tenderloin looks crispy on the outside, but it is tender and juicy inside when you bite it. With this bite, the crispy skin and the tender pork tenderloin inside blend together, it is so delicious that it is unmatched.

Moreover, this spicy dipping sauce is so perfect. It has a distinct spicy taste, but it does not take away the freshness of the tenderloin. Instead, it instantly ignites the taste buds and adds a lot of flavor to the skewers.

"We waited in line for half an hour to buy this. The taste is worth it!"

The child's father chewed the fried pigeon belly in his hand and spoke incoherently.

"We still have a long way to go back from school, and this skewer is already a little cold. Logically, it is far inferior to freshly fried ones. It is still so fragrant. How delicious must freshly fried ones be!"

Upon hearing this, Yingying’s daughter opened her eyes wide instantly.

"Mom, mom, can you pick me up tomorrow?"

"Okay! Mom will pick you up early tomorrow! Let's eat freshly fried food!"

"What do you two mean? I have no status in this family anymore, right? I'll go tomorrow too!"

"Dad, then you should go earlier and buy it when I'm about to get out of school."

"Hey! Got it, you biased little bastard!"

"Give me a bite of fried pigeon belly."

Ignoring her husband's complaints, Qin Jingli turned her head to snatch the food from the tiger's mouth and took a bite of the pigeon's belly.

"Mmm~! This is delicious too! Yingying, try it too!"

"It's delicious, mom!"

"Give me a taste of the tenderloin!"

"It's so delicious, I want another chicken gristle!"

Since we bought them at the last minute, there were not many fried skewers, so the three of us in the family shared them, with each person taking two bites, so that we could taste different varieties.

"Dad, I don't want to eat anymore. The fried skewers are so delicious, what's the point of eating?"

The family sat at the table, looking at the food box with only skewers left, looking unsatisfied.

"You can't not eat. I'll make it now and we can go buy more tomorrow."

The mother and daughter's eyes lit up and they nodded in unison. The three of them agreed and reached a consensus.

……

It was still six o'clock in the morning, and Zhao Xiaojing got up tiredly.

After a busy day yesterday, she thought the tiredness would make her fall asleep, but she tossed and turned in bed until two or three o'clock. The excitement of selling out all the goods on the first day of the stall was still running wildly in her mind.

I don’t know what time I fell asleep. In my dream, I was still planning how to thread the most strings as efficiently as possible today.

With dark circles under her eyes, Zhao Xiaojing turned on the fire to boil water, and took out the egg yolks left over from yesterday's marinating of meat, as well as the noodles and green onions, and prepared to make herself a bowl of clear soup noodles.

This was the noodles she often made in her previous life as a treat for her second alcoholic husband after he had a hangover.

Prepare the soup base first. One spoon of oil, two spoons of light soy sauce, half a spoon of dark soy sauce, salt, a little sugar, black pepper, and chopped green onions.

She should have used lard, or sesame oil, but she didn't have any.

Turn off the heat, and when the bubbling stops, gently add the eggs and simmer for two minutes.

Wait for the eggs to set, then simmer for three minutes.

Then take it out, boil water to cook the noodles, pour the noodle soup into the base just prepared, stir evenly and then add the noodles and eggs.

The finished noodles look light, but they are smooth and fresh in the mouth, and the egg yolk is also runny. Take a bite, and the tender egg liquid slowly flows out and spreads in the mouth. Take a sip of the soup, the taste of the egg and the soup base mix, adding a sense of freshness and sweetness.

The day starts with a satisfying breakfast.

Based on yesterday's stall situation, Zhao Xiaojing bought one more piece of pork tenderloin, less eggplant and enoki mushrooms, and added chicken gizzards, starch sausage and coated tofu.

I also went to the stall where I bought vegetables yesterday. The owner was impressed by the fact that a little girl named Zhao Xiaojing bought so many vegetables yesterday and came again today.

"Girl, how many people are there in your family? Do you have to cook so many dishes by yourself in one day?"

"Well, not many people." Zhao Xiaojing smiled awkwardly. She didn't want to say much, nor did she want to be the center of conversation.

"By the way, boss, I'm going to buy more tomorrow. Can I get a discount if I buy more?"

"It's cheaper to buy more of the same kind. What you bought is a bit mixed. Hmm... Let me do the math and give you a lower total price."

"Okay, thank you boss!"

"It's okay. That's easy to say."

They bought some vegetarian dishes, and the total amount was only 37 yuan. The boss gave Zhao Xiaojing 2 yuan less, and Zhao Xiaojing took it with a smile.

Although it’s not much, it’s opened the way and I can follow his example when buying meat in the future.

After returning home from shopping, Zhao Xiaojing immediately got busy. Although she only set up the stall for more than an hour, the workload was actually very heavy. All the vegetables had to be washed and skewered, and the meat had to be processed in advance. Some had to be marinated, and some had to be cut into pieces, so that the flavor could be fried in and fried thoroughly.

If it weren't for the knife skills that the system had given her in advance, which allowed her to cut the vegetables quickly and well, with each piece being even in size, Zhao Xiaojing would have been overwhelmed just by cutting the vegetables.

By the time all the ingredients were processed and dressed, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon.

When she had some free time, she realized that she was so hungry that her eyes were dizzy. Zhao Xiaojing didn't care about it anymore. She just fried the remaining ingredients from skewering with oil, and added some of the system's secret fried skewer sauce, and a fried skewer version of the spicy hotpot was ready.

It must be said that the system's products were indeed delicious and the dipping sauce was so delicious that Zhao Xiaojing ate two bowls of rice in a row.

This time, Zhao Xiaojing fried more skewers than yesterday, but one person's strength is limited. Even after working hard for nearly 8 hours, she only made about skewers.

It was still yesterday's time, and Zhao Xiaojing appeared at yesterday's location on her street stall bike, full of energy.