From selling box lunches to becoming a famous Chinese chef

Chapter 64 Be prepared for everything (please read, please vote)
  Feng Zhengming originally wanted to continue chatting with Mr. Feng.

But Mr. Feng immediately urged him to leave after giving him the dried lotus leaves.

"Go back quickly. Are you all ready? Go back and do it quickly. If you do it today, you should be able to take it to the train station to sell it tomorrow."

Feng Zhengming didn't expect that the old man would be more anxious than himself.

"Grandpa, don't worry, my cart hasn't even been finished yet."

Mr. Feng asked: "Are you still planning to get a cart?"

Feng Zhengming nodded: "Yes, I want to get a cart that can be hung on the back of a tricycle and pulled around. I can fix the cart in place over there, and I can put out a shed and a small flat plate on one side as a table, so that some people can Sit down and eat.”

After hearing this, Mr. Feng couldn't imagine what it was like.
  "Would you like to draw it for me?"

Feng Zhengming nodded, followed the old man into the house, and drew a rough outline with the pen and paper the old man found.

Mr. Feng looked at it and said, "Oh, that's it. You can place a board on the side of the cart facing the guests, giving them a place to put their things, and place a few stools to sit and eat."

Feng Zhengming said: "Yes, that's right."

Mr. Feng said: "Okay, you go back and do your work first, familiarize yourself with the making of "Bang Zi Meat", and I will find someone to make it for you."

Feng Zhengming was a little surprised: "Grandpa, do you know anyone who can make this car?"

The old man said with a confident smile: "You don't think that grandpa only knows how to raise flowers, play with dogs, and beat lotus leaves, right? Although grandpa can't do it himself, he also has some friends, so don't worry."

Feng Zhengming suddenly felt flattered when he heard that the old man was so generous.

"Grandpa, thank you so much. I'm almost embarrassed."

Mr. Feng said: "You call me grandpa. Shouldn't a grandpa give some support to the younger generation who want to start a career?"

Feng Zhengming felt as if he saw his master again in Grandpa Feng.

He nodded and said, "Thank you grandpa for your support."

Mr. Feng put away the pictures drawn by Feng Zhengming and sent him out. When Feng Zhengming walked out of the courtyard and was about to leave, the old man suddenly remembered something to stop him.

"Zhengming, don't worry."

The old man stopped Feng Zhengming and went into the house for a while. When he came back, he had a bundle of things in his hand.

Mr. Feng put the things into Feng Zhengming's dried lotus leaf bag.

"Forget about this thing. This is dried cattail grass. You take it back and soak it with lotus leaves in water until soft. Use this when you tie the meat. It is the most traditional and authentic."

Feng Zhengming looked at the cattails put in the bag, and he already understood in his heart that the old man had prepared the dried lotus leaves and cattails so well, which meant that the old man had always wanted to restart the family craft.

It's just that the old man is too old, and the children in the family all have their own jobs, and no one can take over.

But even if he can no longer do it, the old man will still prepare these things.

In his heart, Mr. Feng has always been hoping that someone can restore the family's traditional craftsmanship.

Feng Zhengming looked at the old man and said seriously: "I will definitely do it well."

The old man smiled with satisfaction and patted Feng Zhengming on the back: "Go ahead and pay attention to safety on the road."

Saying goodbye to Grandpa Feng, Feng Zhengming rode his bicycle all the way back to the canteen.

Although he was delayed for some time, Feng Zhengming returned to the cafeteria and was still in time to cook at noon.

Before he left, he had decided on three dishes to sell at the train station at noon.

So now I come back, clean up the dust on my body in the yard, wash my hands and put on my chef clothes, then go directly into the kitchen and start working with Li Huidong.

The two brothers still cooperated very well and cooked the dishes directly from the big pot.

When Li Huidong saw Feng Zhengming coming back, he asked while he and Feng Zhengming were stirring the food in the big pot.

"Have you bought all the ingredients?"

Feng Zhengming responded: "I've bought it."

"Having been here for so long, some ingredients are more difficult to buy?"

"No, according to the address in Master's letter, I went to visit one of Master's friends, a grandfather. I got Master's formula from him. He happens to have the same surname as me, so we can be considered my family members. We chatted a little more."

"Oh? So, the recipe that master gave you is considered to be given to the family who made the recipe."    "That grandpa also said the same. No one in his family is willing to do it. They all probably have their own jobs. Knowing that my surname is Feng, Very happy."

"Hahaha, that's natural. I just have a grandson who is willing to inherit the family's craftsmanship."

Speaking of this, Li Huidong suddenly asked doubtfully: "Did Master arrange it?"

Feng Zhengming thought for a while and responded: "I was thinking about it on the way back, but then I thought about it, maybe not. If master really wants to make arrangements, he should make arrangements before leaving, right?"

Li Huidong nodded: "That's right. Maybe the master remembered it after he went back. Hahaha, you are lucky."

Feng Zhengming asked: "Brother, you really don't want to see the prescription?"

Li Huidong said very seriously: "Originally, Master gave it to you, so I definitely couldn't read it. Now that the recipe is your own secret recipe, I can't even read it."

Feng Zhengming said: "Grandpa didn't say not to show it to others."

Li Huidong said: "Okay, stop talking, tell me when you make it later, I will arrange it for you and no one will know the recipe. After you make it, leave some in the canteen and we will help you sell it. "

When Feng Zhengming heard this, his hand movements stopped immediately.

"Sell it for me? You don't want the money after selling it, Senior Brother?"

Li Huidong said with a smile: "How can we ask for it? You buy the raw materials and make the things. Of course the price is the same as if you were selling lunch boxes. You keep it yourself."

Feng Zhengming also wanted to say something.

Li Huidong interrupted him: "Stop talking and concentrate. You're going to get into trouble over there."

When Feng Zhengming heard this, he quickly lowered his head and looked down. Then he quickly shoveled the shovel deeply and turned up the vegetables below.

The two brothers stir-fry together, and it doesn't take long for the first pot of food to be ready.

When the dishes were out of the pot, Feng Zhengming also wanted to tell his senior brother that he could share the money left in the cafeteria with the cafeteria when the time came.

However, Li Huidong did not agree and insisted that all profits earned from selling meat in the canteen must be given to Feng Zhengming.

But in the end, the elder brother insisted, and Feng Zhengming had to temporarily obey the elder brother's arrangements.

Feng Zhengming didn't bring much food to the train station at noon. He only brought a handful of rice.

He planned to sell out all the food in advance and go back to the cafeteria early to start preparing the meat.

In fact, if he hadn't made an agreement with the staff at the train station, Feng Zhengming wouldn't have even planned to go to the train station to sell lunch boxes at noon today.

So at noon, I saw that Feng Zhengming didn’t prepare much food or rice, and the staff at the train station were a little strange?
  Feng Zhengming explained to them: "The canteen was a little busy in the afternoon, so I had to sell out and go back in advance. Mainly because I was worried that I wouldn't come, and I didn't tell everyone in advance, causing everyone to wait for me at noon, so I decided to come."

In the train station, the staff who had eaten Feng Zhengming’s box lunch almost every day during this period were a little moved when they heard Feng Zhengming’s words.

Sister Wang, the conductor, also said: "If Xiao Feng is busy, please don't come in the evening. We will find a way to deal with it ourselves."

Feng Zhengming responded with a smile: "How can that be done? Even if I don't come to sell lunch boxes in the evening, I still have to deliver steamed buns to you, sister. Otherwise, what will your family have for breakfast tomorrow morning?"

Sister Wang was a little embarrassed by what she said: "You, how can I say this to you?"

Feng Zhengming said: "Sister, you are welcome. Although there are many people coming and going at the train station every day, it is basically impossible to have a few repeat customers. If it weren't for you taking care of my business, I wouldn't be able to stand here."

Luo Qing rushed to say: "Master Xiao Feng, as long as you come to sell, we will definitely take care of your business. Who makes the food you cook so delicious?"

Feng Zhengming said: "Thank you Luo Qing for your support. After a while, I will change a better car to sell box lunches. Then I will prepare more dishes so that everyone can have a variety of choices."

Everyone at the train station said they were looking forward to it and would continue to support Feng Zhengming’s stall.

After everyone at the train station left, the food Feng Zhengming brought was sold out quickly.

Seeing him packing up his things and leaving, the lunch-selling couple felt a little strange?
  Liu Qing said to her husband: "See? He prepared very little food today."

Xu Yingzhu responded: "If you see it, bring rice and give it a poke."

Liu Qing pondered for a while and suddenly said with surprise: "Okay, he can't defeat us. He plans to admit defeat. He has already started to reduce the dosage. He may not come back soon."

Seeing his wife's excitement, Xu Yingzhu muttered with suspicion: "Are you really not ready?"

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