Food: How come this boss knows everything?

Chapter 118: The wontons I took away have been waiting for a long time

Chapter 118: The wontons I took away have been waiting for a long time
From nine o'clock in the evening to the early morning of the next day.

The customer base for late-night snacks will change significantly.

Just after midnight, a woman riding an electric bike was passing by Third Street.

She was wearing a helmet and was fully armed.

Obviously, he was not unfamiliar with the temperature in Jianghai City late in the autumn night.

But tonight, in a place she often passed by, a plate of fragrant wild wontons came out.

It smells very good.

She looked sideways and didn't expect that there would be people queuing at this time.

So Zhang Mei also rode her electric bike to the wonton stall.
She looked at the menu and then said:

"Boss, two medium-sized wontons, take away."

"Okay, big sister, wait a moment, there are four people ahead of you, the next pot will be yours."

The young boss with a headscarf tied on his forehead still looks full of energy, which is somewhat out of place compared to most of the tired people at this time.

Zhang Mei yawned, then took off her helmet and tidied her unsightly bangs.

The helmet on her head was not of a complicated pattern.

The yellow safety helmet from xx company is both safe and practical.

After fastening the buckle of the helmet at the chin, she noticed that there was a stove that had just been turned off next to the wonton pot.

So I asked curiously:
"Little brother, do you still sell barbecue here?"

Li Rui put the wontons into the pot and sprinkled salt, sugar and chicken essence into the takeaway box.

Then he replied:
"The barbecue is sold out, sister. Do you want chopped green onions and cilantro for both wontons?"

Zhang Mei felt a little regretful.

No wonder the kebabs were crossed off the menu.

But there was nothing she could do.

She is a technician in the factory and works in three shifts.

The factory has had a rare surge in orders recently, so the workers are still working but the machines are still running.

Zhang Mei is very busy.

The shift she had just finished was called the "four o'clock shift." Work started at four in the afternoon, and she could only go home after midnight, when her colleagues from the next shift took over her position.

Zhang Mei chose to buy two servings of wontons.

This is because at this time, my son, who had just entered his third year of high school, must still be studying late into the night.

She thought about going back and bringing one back for her son as well.

She only has two days off a month and works in three shifts, which is a bit physically demanding, but for her, who has a low level of education, the income is acceptable.

However, when she thought of her son, Zhang Mei always felt that she owed him a lot of companionship.

Fortunately, my son has been worry-free since he was young and has done well in his studies. As long as he goes to high school in Jianghai City, he will most likely be able to get into college.

A university diploma can definitely help you escape the fate of having to work.

She remembered that the college students recruited by the factory a few years ago now had higher salaries than her.

My son graduated.
The boiling wontons interrupted Zhang Mei's thoughts on her son's future.

Various ingredients have been sprinkled on the bottom of the bowl.

The boiling bone broth is poured into the bowl, bringing out the delicious aroma.

But the young boss was not in a hurry to take out the wontons.

He first turned down the fire.

Boil the cooked wontons up and down in the pot a few times.

Wait until all the wontons are with the meat facing up and the skin facing down before scooping them up.

The wontons were scooped out in the same posture, sliding down the strainer and into the lunch box.
The wonton skin takes on a translucent color after being stewed in bone broth.

The meat filling is facing upwards, light pink, and decorated with chopped green onions.
It looks pleasing to the eye.

Hey, it looks pretty good when served, Zhang Mei thought.

She is always sloppy when she cooks for herself.

It was a rare opportunity that I learned some details at a small stall on the side of the road.

"Little brother, you work very carefully," Zhang Mei praised.

"That's for sure," Li Rui smiled, closed the lunch box tightly, and handed it to her.

And reminded:

"Be careful, it's hot, big sister."

Zhang Mei stuffed the wontons into the basket, secured it with something else, and then set off on her way home.
Belongs to a few other young guys.

A table of delivery guys dressed in yellow robes have already regarded this wonton stall as their new gathering place.

Eat two bites of the skewers and then drink a sip of wonton soup.

Definitely a great treat late at night.

"Fuck, these wontons and skewers are really good."

“Delicious~”

The guy who happened to pass by here last time shared the wild wontons near the Sandajie subway station in the group.

After 9pm, the delivery fee will be increased.

The roads are quieter and competition is less. It can be said that this is the best time to make money.

They have been busy for four or five hours tonight.
In the midst of busyness, we chose to get together.

Have a midnight snack.

In fact, in the evenings of Jianghai City, after delivering food more often, you will find that
In a certain area,

There are only a few residential areas with so many households where people order midnight snacks.

There are not many businesses open in the middle of the night.

As they met more and more times, they gradually became familiar with each other.

But it is really rare to sit together and have a meal like we did today.

Several people, each had a skewer of mutton, to taste the flavor.

At five yuan a string, the price is not luxurious, but it is not cheap for someone who has to rush around in the middle of the night.

But the taste and size of the mutton kebab,

Definitely worth the price.

After a pleasant midnight snack, a young man, out of professional inertia, said to Li Rui:
"Boss, your wontons are so delicious, it would be a shame if you don't take delivery."

Several customers in front of the stall also echoed the sentiment.

"Yes, boss."

Although it's this time.

But the stall owner has not stopped working.

There aren't many customers, but there are often people waiting in line.

Li Rui replied: "It's a pity. Sometimes I can't take care of everything by myself."

Several delivery guys nodded.

"That's right. In fact, the platform makes all the money."

Before they finished eating the wontons, they started discussing the topic again:

"Businesses that have many dine-in customers usually don't rely on food delivery platforms to make money."

"Some customers come directly to buy food, and there is no platform fee. As long as there are enough customers, they will not lack these takeaway orders."

“Takeaway is much more expensive than dining in.”

One guy saw it more clearly. He took a sip of the delicious wonton soup and then put down the bowl. "Without a platform, what are we going to eat?"

at the same time.

Zhang Mei has already returned home on her electric bike.

Her husband is middle-aged and can sleep soundly anytime and anywhere.

Although the lights in the bedroom were turned off, the phone screen was still on.

Zhang Mei impatiently took the phone from his hand and turned it off, then walked to the bedroom on the other side.

When she was downstairs, she saw that the light in her son's room was on.

So he just knocked on the door.

The son in the second bedroom opened the door:

"Mom, you're back. It's cold at night. It smells so good. What delicious food did you buy?"

Zhang Mei has already put the wontons on the table.