From selling box lunches to becoming a famous Chinese chef

Chapter 67 The Capable Cousin
  Chang Xiuqin really started to work in the canteen's kitchen, and Feng Zhengming discovered that she was indeed a very capable woman.

Not only can I help wash and cut vegetables, but I can also make noodles with Feng Zhengming.

Especially the strength when pushing the face is really no worse than Feng Zhengming.

Even when turning a large bowl of noodles, Chang Xiuqin, like Feng Zhengming, could lift the whole ball of noodles out of the big bowl and turn it over.

When Zhang Lei and Yang Peng met with Feng Zhengming before, both of them needed to cooperate.

Especially when turning over, it almost takes two people to work together.

Feng Zhengming looked at it and couldn't help but praise: "The eldest sister is really energetic."

Chang Xiuqin laughed and said, "You're not bad either. We country people have been doing farm work all year round and are used to it. This little noodle is nothing."

After making the noodles, Feng Zhengming began to prepare the fillings with his senior brother Li Huidong.

When Feng Zhengming stir-fried the diced pork fillings, the aroma made Chang Xiuqin drool immediately.

"This skill is really good, it can make it so fragrant."

Hu Yan said with a smile: "Zhengming's specialty is this diced pork bun stuffing. Everyone in the factory likes it, and my nephew also likes it very much."

Speaking of this, Hu Yan said to Feng Zhengming: "Xiaogang said that his brother-in-law's buns should be called rotten meat buns."

Chang Xiuqin said: "What rotten meat buns? How disgusting? It's like the meat used is bad meat."

As a result, both Zhang Lei and Yang Peng said that many people in the factory also called them "rotten meat buns" behind their backs.

Feng Zhengming laughed after hearing this: "Maybe it's because the meat we use is leftover from the soup. After I stir-fry it, it will be very crispy, so everyone calls it that."

Hu Yan said: "It's true, the filling of your meat buns is really crispy, but it tastes very delicious."

Chang Xiuqin said: "Don't talk about eating, it smells delicious to me now."

Wait until the filling is ready and the dough has risen.

Feng Zhengming and the others started making buns in the kitchen.

It has to be said that with the addition of Chang Xiuqin, the efficiency of making buns has been significantly improved.

Chang Xiuqin’s bun making skills are indeed very good.

She even rolled and wrapped the dough herself, which was faster than Feng Zhengming, Zhang Lei, and Yang Peng.

Feng Zhengming couldn't help but admire him in his heart: There are really masters among the people.

The key is that Chang Xiuqin's buns are evenly sized, and the pleats made by her big hands are also neat and beautiful.

After being taught by Feng Zhengming how to seal the buns with different fillings, Chang Xiuqin was fully qualified to make the buns.

Later, Li Huidong no longer helped make buns, but called Zhang Lei over to prepare the dishes in the canteen together.

Even without Li Huidong, the efficiency of making buns is still very fast.

In the blink of an eye, the first batch of steamed buns were put on the pot and steamed.

Chang Xiuqin watched Feng Zhengming steaming ten baskets in a big pot. She couldn't help but sigh: "It's better to have a big stove and a big pot in our canteen. There are so many steamed buns in the countryside, but it would take several pots of steaming."

Feng Zhengming said with a smile: "The large steamer stove is coal-fired and has sufficient firepower. The steam is fast and the steam is also fast."

While talking, Feng Zhengming also taught Chang Xiuqin how to use the big stove.

"Sister, look, when the steamer comes on, you must close the window of the furnace. Otherwise, the firepower will be too strong and the water in the pot will dry out quickly. If the water dries up, the buns on top may not be cooked yet."

Feng Zhengming also taught Chang Xiuqin how to put charcoal on the large stove and how to clean up the burned cinders under the furnace.

Chang Xiuqin looked very carefully and wrote down the various operating steps very carefully. When the first pot of steamed buns came out, Zhang Lei and Yang Peng quickly helped Feng Zhengming take the steamed buns out of the basket and put them all into the big basket that Feng Zhengming used to sell steamed buns at the train station a few days ago.

Feng Zhengming took the time to buy this big bamboo basket. He put a thick layer of rags and cotton wool in the basket, then covered it with a clean white cloth, and sewed the white cloth and the bamboo basket together.

When the basket is filled with buns, a quilt made of thick white cloth is placed on top.

In this way, after taking it to the train station, the buns can still maintain their temperature to the greatest extent.

Feng Zhengming also made one for the canteen, so that the canteen can prepare some steamed buns in advance.

Because he was going back tonight to continue cooking steamed buns, Feng Zhengming calculated the number of staff at the train station and felt that this pot of steamed buns should be enough. Instead of waiting for the next pot, Feng Zhengming asked Zhang Lei and Yang Peng to help carry the big basket. Get on the tricycle outside.

Chang Xiuqin watched everything, and kept watching Zhang Lei and Yang Peng carry the big basket to Feng Zhengming onto the tricycle.

She then watched Feng Zhengming get on his tricycle and pull the big bamboo basket and leave.

Chang Xiuqin finally couldn't help it and shouted to Li Huidong who was preparing dinner in the cafeteria.

"Huidong, Huidong, look, your two apprentices took away all the buns from the first pot to your junior brother."

Li Huidong smiled and explained: "It doesn't matter, he took me to the train station to sell it."

Chang Xiuqin was stunned for a moment, and then asked strangely: "Selling at the train station? Huidong, do you still sell buns at the train station?"

Li Huidong said: "It's not us who go, but him who goes there. He goes to the train station every day at noon and evening to sell lunch boxes. He brings the buns to sell at night these days."

Chang Xiuqin was stunned for a while, seeming to think carefully about Li Huidong's words.

After a while, she asked in a low voice: "So he used the buns from the cafeteria and took them to the train station to sell them for money?"

Without waiting for Li Huidong to answer, Chang Xiuqin immediately said: "This is not okay. Isn't he taking advantage of the canteen? He sells the canteen's items to make money and puts it into his own pocket."

Li Huidong laughed when he heard this: "That's not the case. He gave the canteen money for the raw materials, and if he hadn't mixed the stuffing, the canteen's steamed buns wouldn't have tasted so good. So if he didn't pay, I would have let him make it." Go sell him.”

Before Chang Xiuqin could speak again, Li Huidong said, "You don't have to worry about that. He will settle accounts with me and my brother-in-law at the end of the month. You just need to be responsible for your work. Your salary at the end of the month will be yours."

After saying this, Li Huidong continued busy cooking and ignored Chang Xiuqin.

Seeing that Li Huidong was busy, Chang Xiuqin had no choice but to say nothing more and turned back to continue making buns.

But in Chang Xiuqin's mind, she was already planning to explain this matter to her cousin and her husband when she returned to her cousin's house in the evening.

At this time, no one in the cafeteria knew what Chang Xiuqin was thinking.

It was already evening when Feng Zhengming rode his tricycle and drove the freshly baked buns to the train station.

The couple selling box lunches had already set up their stall, and from a distance they saw Feng Zhengming coming again.

The man Xu Yingzhu said to his wife: "Look, I said he has to come."

The woman Liu Qing said helplessly: "Ignore him, he sells his, and we sell ours. Anyway, we don't just buy his stuff these days. We have many varieties, so we are not afraid of him."

The man Xu Yingzhu said: "That's right, I told you not to be afraid of him. He will do his thing and we will do ours. The two of us can't do anything like him."

However, what surprised the couple was that Feng Zhengming brought over a basket of steamed buns.

After the staff at the train station bought the buns, Feng Zhengming didn't sell them for long before he sold out all the buns.

Watching Feng Zhengming leave on three wheels, the lunch-seller couple looked at each other, a little confused as to what Feng Zhengming meant.
  Could it be that they were left alone? Don’t compete with them?

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