From selling box lunches to becoming a famous Chinese chef

Chapter 69 Give Grandpa Feng a handful of meat
  The pork was very successful. Feng Zhengming later fished out some tofu, dried tofu, green peppers and gluten, and let everyone taste it.

Zhang Lei burped several times in the last meal.

Chang Xiuqin also had a taste of it.

"Oh, this handful of meat tastes really good. It's completely different from our country stews. Not only is the meat delicious, but the tofu, dried tofu, gluten, and even the big green pepper are all delicious after being cooked in this soup. eat."

Lin Jiacheng asked with a smile: "From now on, Zhengming will cook a pot for our canteen every day."

Li Huidong said: "I made an agreement with him to make two pots every day. One pot will be taken to the train station to sell lunch boxes, and the other pot will be left in the canteen and we will help sell it."

Lin Jiacheng said: "No problem, Zhengming's meat is definitely easy to sell."

Feng Zhengming said with a smile: "I have already adjusted the flavor of the stewed soup. Since everyone is eating it tonight and it feels good, I will buy some more things when I go shopping tomorrow morning. I will stew them all in the stewed soup in the morning and cook them at noon. We should be able to start selling.”

Li Huidong said: "You must pay attention to the stewed soup and handle it well at night. Remember to boil it before going to bed. Don't leave it overnight and spoil the stewed soup."

Feng Zhengming agreed: "I know."

The success of the meat made Feng Zhengming very happy and reminded him of Mr. Feng.

He quickly went to the small kitchen, fished out various ingredients including handfuls of meat, and packed them in an aluminum lunch box.

He also took a few buns from the canteen and wrapped them all in thick clothes.

Say hello to senior brother and the others.

"I've made the meat successfully, and I'll send it to my uncle to try."

Li Huidong agreed and said, "Go ahead and pay attention to safety on the road."

After saying hello, Feng Zhengming got on a bicycle in the backyard of the canteen and went out.

After Feng Zhengming left, Chang Xiuqin couldn't help but get close to Li Huidong and Lin Jiacheng and said, "Brother-in-law Huidong, Huidong, it's not easy for you guys to contract the canteen. Don't you have to be careful? Zhengming is Junior Brother Huidong." , but he can’t be allowed to just take things from the canteen casually, and he makes that handful of meat without letting anyone see it, so why is he being so mysterious?”

Hearing what his eldest cousin said, Li Huidong said with a serious face: "Zhengming's recipe for pork belly is their own secret recipe. It must not be shown to others casually, so I arranged for him to cook it in private in the small kitchen. Not for everyone to see.”

Lin Jiacheng laughed and said, "Sister, you probably don't know that Zhengming is also our canteen contracting partner."

Chang Xiuqin was surprised when he heard this: "He is also a partner?"

Lin Jiacheng said: "Yes, Dongzi and I both contributed money to contract the canteen. It is clear that he contributed to the craftsmanship."

Chang Xiuqin had a strange look on her face: "Have you developed any skills?"

Lin Jiacheng continued to explain: "Zhengming made the buns and stuffings in our cafeteria, and he also helped Dongzi make many big pot dishes. Now he has made the family's ancestral "Bangzi Pork" recipe. Take it out and put it in the current joint-stock parlance, which is called technology investment."

Chang Xiuqin is a country boy, so naturally she doesn't quite understand what Lin Jiacheng is talking about "technical investment."

But she could still hear and see clearly.

Everything Feng Zhengming did in the kitchen of the cafeteria was tacitly approved by Lin Jiacheng and Li Huidong.

Chang Xiuqin said nothing more.

Feng Zhengming rode his bicycle and rushed quickly towards Mr. Feng's house in the night.

He was very excited at this moment. Mr. Feng's recipe for "Bang Zi Meat" was really great.

With this kind of meat in hand, Feng Zhengming feels that his lunch box business is almost not afraid of any competitors.

Thinking again that Mr. Feng, like his master, was very selfless in teaching him various details, Feng Zhengming was really filled with gratitude.

After riding all the way through half of Quancheng, we finally arrived at the residential area where Mr. Feng's home is located.

Just as I pushed my bicycle into a residential area, I met several elderly people living here.

The other party looked him up and down, and Feng Zhengming asked strangely: "Young man, who are you looking for here?" Feng Zhengming replied: "Oh, I went to the front to find Grandpa Feng."

The other party nodded and said, "You are here to see Lao Feng. Are you a relative of Lao Feng's family?"

Feng Zhengming smiled and replied: "Yes, Grandpa Feng is my uncle from my family. I work in the brewery canteen. I brought some food to my uncle this evening."

Feng Zhengming also lifted the bag hanging on the handlebar to show the other party.

Several old people suddenly laughed, and their eyes became much softer when they looked at Feng Zhengming.

"Old Feng's grandson? Then you should take time to visit your uncle more often."

"That's right, Lao Feng is getting older. His daughter used to come to see him, but now she hasn't seen her for a long time. He is quite lonely."

"Young man, come here often when you have time, and spend more time with your uncle."

Feng Zhengming smiled and agreed: "Okay, I will definitely visit my uncle often."

After saying goodbye to the three old people, Feng Zhengming pushed his bicycle and continued walking inside.

Soon they arrived outside Mr. Feng's small courtyard. Standing outside the courtyard, Feng Zhengming shouted excitedly: "Grandpa, Grandpa Feng, I am Zhengming, and I'm here again."

Hearing Feng Zhengming standing outside the courtyard and shouting, Feng Zonggu quickly walked out of the room.

"Zhengming? Why are you here so late?"

Feng Zhengming lifted the things in his hands and said, "I'm here to deliver some food. I have some meat that I just cooked today."

Feng Zonggu was a little surprised: "You, you have already made it?"

Feng Zhengming nodded: "Yes, it's done, but it hasn't been soaked yet. The taste may be a little lighter."

Feng Zong smiled and said: "Okay, okay, come in quickly, come in quickly."

The old man was very happy and quickly opened the door to the small courtyard for Feng Zhengming, asking Feng Zhengming to follow him into the house quickly.

Entering the house, Feng Zhengming saw a small plate of pickles and a bowl of noodles and porridge on the dining table in the living room.

"Grandpa, are you going to eat these at night?"

Feng Zong responded with a smile: "As I get older, I can't eat too much at night. If I eat too much, I won't be able to sleep at night. This is actually quite good."

Feng Zhengming raised the cloth bag in his hand and said, "Grandpa, I brought you a bag."

Watching Feng Zhengming take out the tightly wrapped buns and aluminum lunch box from the cloth bag, Feng Zonggu suddenly had the illusion that his eldest grandson came back to see him.

Feng Zhengming took out the things, and it really felt like he was back at his grandfather's house, and went to the kitchen to get the dishes.

Put the buns on the plate, pour out the meat from the lunch box and put it in the bowl.

After doing this, Feng Zhengming looked at Feng Zonggu who was standing aside and said, "Grandpa, please have a taste."

Feng Zongguo saw that in the bowl, there were ruddy meat slices, braised eggs, tofu, dried tofu, gluten and large green peppers. It was really rich.

At the same time, he was in a trance, as if he had returned to the days when he once set up a street stall.

At that time, I was also like this, serving a large bowl of this to several guests, and the guests would eat it with white rice.

Recalling this, Feng Zonggu couldn't help but smile and said: "It's better to serve the meat with rice."

　Thanks to "Mengmeng Beast" for the 100 reward.

　　
  　
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