Food: How come this boss knows everything?

Chapter 49: Night Market BBQ Returns for a Limited Time
September 9th, 5pm.

Taoyuan Night Market.

Same time, same place.

BBQ boss, take skewers seriously.

The newly upgraded food truck replaced the crude electric tricycle, and it came to the next stall selling beer, carrying the grill, grills, and various grilled skewers.

Members of the Taoyuan Night Market Food Group received news this morning from the group leader "不定自由爱你" that the barbecue stall would be back for a limited time.

Become active immediately.

"The boss finally remembered the barbecue stall at the night market. He really made me cry. [Tears]"

"Which group is this? Damn, my kebabs are back!"

"Friends, I'm working overtime, can you leave some for me?"

"The boss works so hard selling boxed lunches during the day and doing barbecue at night. I'll buy more to help him share some of the pressure."

Xue Bao: "Still teasing me, the boss must be a scumbag, hum╯^╰"

"Just tell me whether you're going or not." @雪宝
Olaf: "Emm, I think we still need to eat the skewers."

Just like that, as soon as Li Rui arrived at the night market, he was surrounded by a group of hungry diners.

"Boss, why haven't you come these days?"

"Boss, you forgot about us."

Faced with the guests' questions, Li Rui suddenly felt that he couldn't explain it clearly.

Looking at the resentful eyes of these guests, he even felt a little scared.

very scary.

It felt like I was in a place where I shouldn't be.

Is it too late to regret now?
The guests' actions had told him.

It's too late to run now.

A friend who was a guest had already helped him take the oven down and set it up.

Someone else is responsible for adding charcoal into the oven.

Watching people busying around,
Li Rui was really fed up with this group of enthusiastic diners.

Everyone rushes to do any job.

He also gave me some advice and asked me to limit the amount to ten skewers per person.

Why don't you guys grill the skewers too?

You guys should be good boss.

You do this.

Where can I put my face as a boss?
He shouted to the crowd:
"Everything is 20% off today!"

The tender red lean meat slowly shrinks under the high temperature of the charcoal fire, and the fat is roasted to a light golden color.

The mutton fat dripped slowly, and with a "hiss" sound, it hit the charcoal fire.

The instant aroma of charcoal, mixed with the aroma of meat and barbecue ingredients, rises straight into the sky.

This taste has long been deeply engraved in the minds of regular customers.

At this time, it caused a soul shock to the people around who had never tasted it.

In front of Lao Yang’s fried skewers stall.

There stood a beautifully dressed girl.

"Oh my god, there are skewers for sale, why are there so many people lining up?"

The young lady who was buying fried skewers started talking to herself as she smelled the food.

She looked towards the source of the smell.

There was already a long queue over there.

It smells so good.

The young lady was in Cao's camp but her heart was with Han, and she felt like she bought too many fried skewers.

"Boss, please don't fry these for me. I don't want them anymore." The young lady turned around and said to the boss who was frying the skewers.

But suddenly I found that there was no one at the fried skewers stall in front of me.

"Where's the boss?"

A figure suddenly flashed before her eyes.

The previous skewers boss had actually joined the queue.

"What a fast man."

"No, boss, I haven't paid yet!" the young lady shouted to the boss.

Lao Yang, who was frying skewers in the team, replied: "Girl, help me turn off the oil pan."

Wang Yongli, a retired folk art performer, used to be a frequent guest on Jianghai TV's food program and was once known for his outspokenness. However, he once fell out with Jianghai TV because he refused to accept money for advertising shampoo.

He is an old man with a very picky mouth in Jianghai City, and is more familiar to uncles and aunts.

He has gradually faded out of the public eye over the years, but with the rise of the Internet, some people still invite him to participate in some activities.

He had tasted Li Rui’s skewers once before, invited by the owner of Taoyuan Night Market.

The authentic old flavor left a deep impression on him.

But I never encountered it again when I came to eat there myself.

So these days, when he had nothing to do, he would take a walk around Taoyuan Community.

He just wanted to have another bite of the grilled lamb kebab. That evening, he came here again.

Several older, middle-aged people recognized him.

Greeted him warmly:

"Uncle Wang, you're here to walk your bird again."

Wang Yongli smiled and responded to a few people.

In the birdcage he was holding was a mynah bird.

Mr. Wang’s wife passed away two years ago, so he raised a mynah bird to entertain himself.

But this mynah bird could never speak.

Now I can only walk like a dog.

But fortunately, it can be regarded as a companion, and Mr. Wang often takes it with him when he goes out for a walk.

Wang Yongli walked towards Taoyuan Night Market.

Suddenly, a burnt smell rushed into my nose.

This is different from other night market snacks, with a unique charcoal-flavored greasy flavor.

There is also a faint smell of mutton.

Mr. Wang perked up.

Is the barbecue guy back?
After Li Rui left, two more barbecue stalls appeared in Taoyuan Night Market.

One was not baked well, but at least it was made with real ingredients.

I'm too lazy to even pack it up. It's three dollars a skewer, you pick it yourself and then give it to the boss to grill.

Mr. Wang, who has a picky taste, is of course not just a picky eater. He also has a deep knowledge of gourmet food.

He had been to this barbecue stall where a skewer cost three yuan.

That is duck meat smeared with mutton tail oil.

Duck kebabs.

He watched as someone was still picking among the unevenly sized skewers of meat.

You take your pick.

Large pieces of duck have more meat.
Small pieces of duck have less meat.

But this time he smelled something different.

This time it's pure lamb.

And that familiar flavor.

Wang Yongli took a few quick steps and came to the front of the stall.

This little taste is authentic.

The young people’s baking skills are also very professional, and they have a very good grasp of the heat for various baked goods.

"No big deal, this is it."

Wang Yongli quickly lined up at the back of the queue.

After a long while, it was finally his turn to order skewers.

After all, the elderly are old and have poor digestion.

Mr. Wang was very restrained when ordering skewers.

"Boss, please give me two skewers of lamb and two skewers of beef, slightly spicy."

Li Rui replied politely: "Please wait a moment."

He usually tries to put the same skewers for several customers together to save time.

So I asked the next few customers.

Mr. Wang was not in a hurry and just waited by the side.

Tease the starling in the cage from time to time.

The starling was pitch black all over, with a few feathers on its head standing upright.

The feathers are very bright and the bird is very energetic.

A discerning person can see it at a glance.

Mr. Wang takes good care of this little starling.

Of course, Fat Orange, who had been lying in Li Rui's dining car, also noticed it.

It jumped out of the car.

The agile fat man rushed straight to the starling's cage.

A little girl in front of the dining car was frightened by the orange cat that jumped down and screamed "Ah".

Li Rui bent down, but didn't have time to stop it.

Mr. Wang quickly brought up the birdcage.

The starling in the birdcage flapped its wings.

He was so anxious that he uttered:

“What about the skewers?”

“What about the skewers?”

From the birdcage, Mr. Wang's voice came out.

(End of this chapter)