Return to the era: starting from the state-owned hotel

Chapter 170 Bundling

Su Qingfeng showed a proud smile: "The chutney. I made it myself, isn't it good?"

Co-author: You didn’t make the sweet and spicy sauce yourself...

The master complained silently in his heart.

But concerns quickly emerged.

Can this baby do it?

Su Qingfeng turned around. After cleaning the chopping board, he took out the previously washed squid and prawns and began to process them.

In addition, there is a tomato and half a catty of straw mushrooms.

As for the dazzling condiments, such as lemongrass, lemon, etc., it makes other chefs a little confused as to what the use of these things is.

In the 70s, lemons already appeared.

In fact, lemons were introduced to the country in the 20s.

But regarding the origin of lemons, one theory is that it is abroad, and another theory is that it is in southwest my country.

So everyone is not unfamiliar with lemons.

But the question is, how to cook something so sour?

Su Qingfeng remained calm in the face of the gazes from all around.

Although his Tom Yum soup star rating is not that high, Su Qingfeng just wants to use it to promote the chutney.

Whether it's chutney or sweet and spicy sauce, it's all unplanned. It doesn't matter if it sells best or not.

Anyway, it can be proved that even the "spicy" taste can bring enjoyment to the taste buds.

that's enough.

In the process of making Tom Yum Goong soup, Su Qingfeng added some hot and sour sauce to it.

It has to be said that the effect of the chutney is outstanding. After using it, a feeling of soreness in the cheeks and salivation suddenly came out.

It was the 70s. With the normalization of relations with Southeast Asian countries, various wealthy Southeast Asian businessmen continued to appear at the Canton Fair.

The tastes in Southeast Asia are inherently sour and spicy. Compared with countries with a sweet tooth, they pursue more exciting tastes.

When these wealthy businessmen saw this bottle of chutney and the tom yum soup made with chutney, their eyes suddenly lit up.

Experience tells them that this Tom Yum Goong soup contains the code of wealth and extremely high commercial value.

They were about to speak, but there were overwhelming voices on the other side.

I saw that the original Sichuan chefs had just finished frying, and then re-fried it again, making it even crispier and more delicious. If it were coated with some bread crumbs, it would be just fine...

But it was not over yet. Several master chefs carefully applied a light layer of sweet and spicy sauce on the chicken wings, and then handed them to the foreign businessman who had scolded the most fiercely before. They gritted their teeth in their hearts, but their attitude was sincere on the surface:

"Sir, would you like to try these chicken wings again?"

The foreign businessman actually wanted to eat it for a long time, but he didn't open his mouth because of his face.

Seeing this master take the initiative to step down, he felt happy and secretly praised his knowledge, so he pretended to be reserved and took the chicken wings.

He held his posture very high, and after sniffing it lightly to make sure there was no strange smell, he took a shallow bite.

The master secretly pouted at the side.

He even saw the way this man swallowed his saliva, and he was still pretending like that!
Before coming to the Canton Fair, he was originally in awe of these foreigners.

But it seems that he has been here for a month.

The master's filter is too broken to be broken.

This group of foreign businessmen are also human beings, they also know how to bargain, they also have good and bad points, and they also have vanity.

Even most of the people inside will have an indescribable sense of looking down on them because of China's current poverty. No matter how they hide it, they always have a sense of superiority.

But...they couldn't do anything.

The master chef was thinking wildly, and then he realized that his hand dragging the plate was pulled, and the plate almost fell to the ground.

If it really falls, the fried chicken wings and fried chicken legs inside probably won’t be edible either.

The master rarely had a cold face. He couldn't help but think in the direction of conspiracy theories, and his tone became a little worse, "What do you want to do?!"

"Hiss... it's so spicy. Give me... another piece!"

"That's right! It needs to be covered with that sauce!"

The master glanced at Su Qingfeng subconsciously.

At this time, Master Su was still busy in front of the pot, as if he had not heard all this, and seemed to have expected it all.

The master chef turned his head again and looked at the foreign businessman in front of him. Just now he had been disdainful and indifferent to the ultimate boss that was difficult to defeat, but now he was looking at the chicken wings in the bowl eagerly.

The master even had a wonderful idea.

That is……

The look in this man's eyes looked like the rhubarb he once raised in his hometown.

Dahuang also looked at him like this before eating.

The master was shocked.

Could it be said that a sweet and spicy sauce can conquer this foreign businessman?

He asked tentatively, "Don't you like spicy food?"

The foreign businessman looked at him with disdain and said, "That's because your cooking tastes terrible!"

This shit tastes so bad!
The master almost jumped out of anger.

It's obvious that you thought it was too spicy and couldn't eat it, so you lost face, so you made such an excuse!

The foreign businessmen nearby saw this scene and rushed up one after another.

"Give me one too!"

"Well... let me taste it."

"I just ate too fast, give me another one."

When he heard this, the master's hand holding the plate tightened suddenly.

This must be to fool him, right?
There are bones in the chicken wings, and they are not made of tofu. They will slide off in one go.

He struggled for a moment, but in the end he was no match for the "wolf-like" foreign businessmen. When all the chicken wings and drumsticks inside were snatched away, the master leaned on the counter a little weakly and rubbed his lower back.

After the foreign businessmen finished eating the chicken wings, instead of feeling satisfied, they became more and more anxious.

Who can eat this little thing!

Each person eats it one by two, in just a few dozen seconds, and it can't quench the hunger and thirst in his heart!

As a master chef, can't you become the Thousand-Armed Avalokitesvara in Chinese mythology and fry chicken wings like crazy?
But soon, someone noticed a difference.

Although the chicken wings are fried well, the secret of deliciousness is not in the chicken wings.

This dipping sauce called "sweet chili sauce" is the soul of deliciousness.

And sweet and spicy sauce is destined to open a new door to business opportunities.

It's just that Su Qingfeng is still cooking Tom Yum Kung soup and has no free time to deal with this group of foreign businessmen.

So a strange scene took place.

Several major foreign businessmen gathered outside the counter, staring at a young man cooking with an extremely solemn expression, as if they were discussing a multi-million dollar business.

But at the same time, Su Qingfeng was neither impatient nor impatient. He occasionally turned around and exchanged a few words. His words were like spring breeze and rain, which invisibly reduced the impatience and anxiety of the foreign businessmen while they were waiting.

When the Tom Yum Goong soup comes out of the pot, you need to add fish sauce, coconut milk or coconut powder.But the problem is, Su Qingfeng can't find a place to buy these things.

He simply opened the all-purpose small satchel again, seemingly rummaging through it, but in fact he was selecting various condiments from the system's all-purpose spice box.

Coconut milk is nowhere to be found, but surprisingly, there is coconut powder that can be substituted.

As for the fish sauce, I finally found it successfully.

Su Qingfeng silently praised this buggy auxiliary tool, made a few additions, and the last pot of spicy and sour tom yum soup was officially served.

A completely different aroma floated in the air again.

Among these foreign businessmen, those from Southeast Asia were the most excited.

I didn’t expect that in China, I could still eat delicious food from my hometown.

With their experience, you can feel the deliciousness of this tom yum soup without eating it at all.

Sure enough, when they each got a bowl, the pure hot and sour taste instantly conquered these wealthy businessmen from Southeast Asia.

On the other hand, there is another group of foreign businessmen, many of whom cannot accept this taste.

However, Su Qingfeng doesn't force it. He respects the taste of each place. People in different places have different ways of eating.

The two dishes prepared by Su Qingfeng also allowed these foreign businessmen to figure out the taste.

Su Qingfeng did this, firstly, to slap him in the face, and secondly, just to sell the sauce.

Now that they knew Su Qingfeng's plan, the foreign businessmen finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Now they are begging Su Qingfeng. Whether to sell or not depends on their mood.

Suddenly, there were far fewer foreign businessmen pretending to be noble, and more people had smiles on their faces.

Who would have expected that Su Qingfeng did not sell the sauce first, but walked in the direction of Song Lingzhi in the crowd.

……

at this time.

Song Lingzhi's group was stunned.

Su Qingfeng is really not a human being!

Show off wherever you go.

Su Qingfeng walked quickly and said in a low voice, "Director, quickly bring over the canned fruits we can't sell."

The few master craftsmen next to me happened to be the ones who originally developed canned fruits.

They were in a weird mood at the moment.

Although it is true that...canned fruits cannot be sold, can you put it a little more tactfully?

They are getting older, but their skin is getting thinner and thinner.

But Song Lingzhi didn't think so much. He was also a flexible person, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to become the director of the factory. He was just limited by experience and vision, so some things he wouldn't think of immediately.

But when Su Qingfeng said this, he understood what Su Qingfeng meant.

Bundle sale!
Use spicy chutney and sweet chili sauce to drive sales, and then take the opportunity to launch canned fruit in sugar water to relieve the spiciness. As an add-on, the canned fruit can lower the price slightly, so that you can follow the path of small profits but quick turnover.

Although the profit is low, you can still earn foreign exchange no matter what.

Song Lingzhi couldn't be more satisfied with this almost perfect result.

He immediately stopped talking nonsense and ran to his counter, preparing to move some canned fruits.

At the same time, he became more and more certain.

The rewards previously promised to Su Qingfeng were still not enough.

He had to think carefully about what would be a better gift for Su Qingfeng?

Suddenly, he couldn't help but recall the last time he saw Su Qingfeng in the department store.

At that time, Su Qingfeng looked at the watch counter and immediately wanted a watch.

As for which brand of watch to buy, Song Lingzhi already had the answer in his mind.

Didn't Liya mock Su Qingfeng at the beginning that he could only afford Shanghai brand and Meihua brand watches?
Then he might as well give Su Qingfeng a hard time in private.

Although the food factory in Honggang Town is not particularly big, as the only food factory in the town, Song Lingzhi still has a lot of inventory.

Buying a gold Rolex may seem like a big deal, but Song Lingzhi definitely has the strength to buy an ordinary Rolex.

What's more, in his opinion, Su Qingfeng was like a God of Wealth who continuously made money.

If you serve this ancestor well, won't that bring you wealth?

I don't know why, Song Lingzhi has such confidence in Su Qingfeng.

When Song Lingzhi moved back, he saw that Su Qingfeng was surrounded by foreign businessmen.

Su Qingfeng stretched out a hand in the crowd and waved wildly in their direction to obtain resources from the food factory.

The master carrying the cans next to him immediately laughed.

"He, Su Qingfeng, is still like this. I thought he could solve everything."

Song Lingzhi was both funny and sad when he heard this sentence.

Su Qingfeng completed the entire process of research and development, packaging, and sales by himself. He had not read much and was not the director of the factory. Otherwise, he might not have taken care of the final contract signing process by himself. .

Song Lingzhi even had some doubts as to whether Su Qingfeng would have finished the raw materials in the end...

But when he thought about it, he felt it was so incredible that he couldn't help but laugh.

He shook his head and saw that the salesmen and masters around him were all stopped in place. No one came forward, and the veins on his forehead were jumping.

He didn't dare to kick the master's butt, but he could still kick the factory salesman's butt.

I saw him lightly kick me, "What are you doing here? Hurry up and deliver the cans. Our factory will become famous in the province this time!"

Song Lingzhi and the salesman couldn't help but feel happy at the thought of this possibility.

……

And the other side.

After Song Lingzhi and others arrived, Su Qingfeng finally had a chance to breathe.

He silently found Xiao Maza, sat outside the crowd, opened a can of yellow peach, drank sweet water and bit into the peach, looking very uncomfortable.

And right next to him, a group of masters gathered around him.

They vary in height, but they all have one thing in common: they are not thin.

As a cook who can pack leftovers, in this day and age, it is not too difficult to lose weight.

As chefs who develop various canned and non-staple foods, they tried every means to copy Su Qingfeng's success, but the final results were not as good as Su Qingfeng's.

It was only then that they discovered that their gimmick was on the one hand, but more importantly... their canned food was developed to be delicious!

With this thought, a group of masters began to communicate with Su Qingfeng.

A group of chefs from all over the world chatted about the food in their hometowns. Because of the commonality of their professions, the conversation became more relaxed than before.

So everyone got excited and exchanged contact information directly.

Su Qingfeng looked at the densely packed addresses on the paper and put it away with some caution.

Speaking of which, these people are all his seniors.

　Eight thousand is over, see you tomorrow
　　
　
(End of this chapter)