Food: How come this boss knows everything?

Chapter 76 New Visitors to the Old Pier

The appointed time arrived.

Yesterday, the uncles and aunts called their friends and came to Li Rui's dining car.

"Little brother, I want four fried cakes to take back to my old friend at the dock. Pack them separately."

"Don't worry, they are packed separately."

"I'll buy three. My little grandson loves them."

"The baked sweet potatoes aren't ready yet. I'll wait a little longer."

"Yeah, it was just grilled not long ago."

These were all repeat customers who had come to buy snacks yesterday, and Li Rui remembered them clearly.

At this time, someone else asked:

"Young man, what are you cooking? Sour plum soup?"

Li Rui stuck his head out of the dining car and looked at the crowd, but did not see the person who was speaking.

"I'm here, young man."

The sound came from below.

Li Rui lowered his head and saw an old man sitting in a wheelchair approaching the dining car.

It happens to be in my blind spot.

He smiled and said, "Sorry, I didn't see you just now. This is the sour plum soup I made myself. I guarantee it's made with real ingredients."

"It's okay, young man. How much do you sell this sour plum soup for?" The old man asked, pointing at the sour plum soup that had been put into a transparent cup.

"Two dollars a cup."

"Okay, I'll have one cup to try and buy two fried cakes."

The question from the old man in the wheelchair reminded Li Rui.

"Everyone wait a moment."

He walked out of the dining car and wrote a few words on the small sign outside -

"Sour plum soup, two yuan a cup, 300 ml."

Then he took the sour plum soup from the dining car and handed it to the old man.

Although the old man is in a wheelchair, his hands are still very nimble.

He untied the straw and inserted it into the cup.

He took a deep breath.

“It tastes authentic.”

The sour plum soup has a sweet and sour taste, with just the right sweetness.

The taste is also very smooth.

The warm sun shines on my body, and drinking a sip of sour plum soup is really comfortable.

It even made him forget the troubles of his leg disability for a while.

After Li Rui handed the sour plum soup to the old man in the wheelchair, he quickly attracted other people's attention.

"Look at this red color, it's so beautiful, I want to try a cup too."

"Old Zheng drinks so beautifully, how about it compared to white wine, Old Zheng?"

Old Zheng usually liked to joke with everyone. After taking a sip of sour plum soup, he smacked his lips and said pretentiously:

"It's soft on the tongue and a thin line on the throat~"

The old people laughed in unison as Lao Zheng acted funny.

After the first few elderly people bought the fried cakes and left, many new customers soon came.

Among them was a young couple who had once bought skewers at the Taoyuan night market.

Li Rui had met the burly man several times.

So I chatted with them.

Only then did they know that they had just obtained their marriage certificate today, so Li Rui also gave them two cups of sour plum soup.

However, the friend who had been following him originally wanted to buy a few more pieces, but was stopped by a look from his wife.

Obviously, he didn't have enough fun.

Since the fried cakes are made and fried freshly, you have to wait for a few minutes before you can eat them. As more and more customers come, people who come to buy snacks start to line up.

Li Rui became busy.

He didn't expect that business would be so good just after arriving today.

While taking the sour plum soup, Li Rui looked towards the park.

In the park, the social circle formed by several old ladies is very conspicuous.

He soon understood.

This park is the information center of the Workers' New Village.

Where the food is cheap, where the food is delicious.

Or if it's some trivial matter in the family, it will definitely not be left overnight and will soon be known to every household.

Sometimes it is more efficient than the online media used by young people. At the same time, the old dock of Jianghai Shipyard is not far from here.

Master Chen was complaining to his old friend:

"I don't know what's so interesting about such a shabby pier."

"Hey, I'm just following the trend. Isn't it popular among young people to check in now? I came here once and won't come again. The fried cake you bought is really good."

"Of course. If it doesn't taste good, how can I bring it to you?"

The scenery of the old pier is actually quite good.

The buildings on both sides of the river are very old, and seagulls often visit the shore.

The afternoon sun shines on the water, making it sparkle and the scenery is beautiful.

Friends from other places who have just come to Jianghai, or college students who like to travel around, have gradually turned this place into a check-in attraction.

The ferry that was built by Jianghai Shipyard in the past to pick up and drop off employees to and from get off work is now full of passengers and is showing new vitality.

However, Master Chen and his colleagues have been working at this ferry for their entire lives.

I really don't think it's anything good to see.

He just wanted to retire early, but he didn't expect to welcome so many tourists in the late stage of his career.

At this time, the ferry from the other side of the river came over.

Master Chen stuffed the fried cake he had taken two bites of back into the bag, put it directly into his pocket, and waved to the master on the ferry.

"It's work!"

The passengers getting off the ferry soon filled the entire ferry terminal.

They were all looking for their own angles to take pictures.

If it were in the past, Master Chen’s work would have been finished.

But now there were so many people, he could only take out the fried cakes again and eat them while maintaining order:
"Passengers disembarking from the ship, do not stay."

Some of the passengers on the ferry were not shy and started chatting with Master Chen directly.

"Master, what did you eat? It smells delicious."

Master Chen pointed towards the park and said, "There's a fried cake stall over there. I recommend you try it. It has the authentic traditional flavor."

"Really? Let's go over and take a look."

Master Chen was eager for them to leave.

"Go quickly, if you go too late you won't be able to buy it."

Master Chen's words attracted the attention of many passengers.

"Where is the fried cake vendor you mentioned, Master?"

"Hey? Where are people going? Let's follow them and see."

There are almost no tall buildings in the Workers' New Village community, and the view is relatively wide. The tourists quickly arrived near the park following Master Chen's instructions.

“It’s this dining car.”

"It looks like it. They also seem to be selling roasted sweet potatoes."

"Go and try it."

"Boss, how much are the fried cakes?"

The girl's sweet voice sounded.

Li Rui, who was on the dining car, had gotten used to seeing uncles and aunts speaking the local dialect in the past two days.

At this time, I heard such soft and sticky Mandarin.

I'm still a little uncomfortable.

He pointed to a small sign hanging nearby:

"Fried cakes are three yuan each, and there are also roasted sweet potatoes and sour plum soup. This little sign says it all."

"Then we want two pieces of fried cakes, two cups of sour plum soup, and a roasted sweet potato," said the two little sisters.

"Do you want some ice in the sour plum soup? It's at room temperature."

"Add a little bit."

"Ok. Please wait for a moment."

After the fried cakes were fried and packed, Li Rui took out a piece of baked sweet potato from the iron barrel oven.

For elderly customers, Li Rui prepared xylitol and sugar-free versions of fried cakes.

He was also prepared for such a delicate girl.

Li Rui took out a large paper cup and asked the two girls:
"Do you want me to peel the baked sweet potatoes for you?"

"Ok, Ok."

The two girls nodded happily.

They also don't want to make a mess by eating a baked sweet potato.

So Li Rui peeled the baked sweet potatoes, put them into paper cups, and gave them two small spoons.

"Thank you boss~"

(End of this chapter)