Food: How come this boss knows everything?

Chapter 88: The snacks are almost sold out
When I was young, I bought fried cakes on the street after work at the factory.

In the cold winter wind, hot roasted sweet potatoes are sold in tin buckets.

When I was a child, I got full marks on the exam and was rewarded with a small paper umbrella cake by my parents.

During certain festivals, the elders in the family make fried and stewed dumplings.

The snacks in the old town are full of the flavor of life.

There is always a memory suitable for you.

Many new customers who come here may come here to try it because it is popular on the Internet.

But after waiting in line to buy snacks, everyone left feeling satisfied.

Many people have left good reviews on this snack stand.

"This boss's cooking skills are really good. It's not just the hype on the Internet. It's really enjoyable to watch him make snacks."

"The sour plum soup is really delicious. It's different when it's made with real ingredients."

“I snuck out of work, but it was worth it.”

"It tastes like what I ate when I was a kid, full of childhood memories."

"typical."

"typical."

The evaluation of "authentic" appears twice, and it can be said that both times came from Mr. Wang Yongli.

He also came to queue up today.

Li Rui was deeply impressed by the old man.

The last time I was selling barbecue at Taoyuan Night Market, Fat Orange jumped out and almost scratched the starling out of someone's cage.

But this time Wang Yongli learned his lesson.

As the team moved forward, he kept adjusting the height of the birdcage until he could hold it on his shoulder.

Although Mr. Wang is old, he is still in good physical condition.

Every time the bird cage is raised to a higher level, there is a standard movement to coordinate with it.

People were all surprised by the old man's operation.

Some of the elderly people in the team knew him.

They expressed their unique views:
"Look, it has to be from a folk art troupe."

"Yes, it's an old habit from my youth."

But Li Rui knew in his heart that there was a reason why the old man did this.

When Wang Yongli was about to lift the birdcage above his head.

He reminded Mr. Wang in time:
"Uncle, I didn't bring my orange cat here today."

"Put the bird down."

After hearing this, Wang Yongli put the bird cage away with peace of mind and picked it up again.

This mynah bird learned to speak after being scared by a ginger cat once.

Now it is his treasure and he takes it with him wherever he goes.

Soon, it was Uncle Wang's turn to order food.

Wang Yongli is not familiar with network software.

The reason he came this time was because his child mentioned to him that there was a snack bar near the Workers' New Village Community Park, which has been quite popular on the Internet recently.

There was also the owner of a snack bar, who had previously sold barbecue at the Taoyuan night market, and there were many people lining up.

After hearing this, Uncle Wang suddenly became interested.

He was very familiar with the barbecue at Taoyuan Night Market.

That’s the only store that has people lining up to buy it.

He highly recognized the craftsmanship of this young boss and felt that anything made by Li Rui was great.

All worth a try.

So he fiddled with his phone for a while and finally found some useful information.

We have done enough homework on this.

After hearing Li Rui's question, Wang Yongli said directly:

"Young man, give me a sausage."

Li Rui smiled and said, "Uncle, I don't sell grilled sausages here."

After Li Rui finished speaking, he pointed to the small sign next to him. It was dark now and it was difficult to see clearly from a distance.

Wang Yongli was stunned after hearing this.

The time and place all match, but why don’t the snacks sold match?

Then he looked at the sign that Li Rui pointed to.

His attention was so focused on the cat that he didn't read the words on the sign.

Only then did he realize that Li Rui's menu was completely different from what he had seen online. How could the Internet deceive even old men?

Although he felt a little resentful, he was also delighted to find that the snacks Li Rui sold this time were more worth eating than starch sausages.

He scanned the menu.

Finally I chose fried cakes and snow-coated bean paste.

Fried cakes are a very common snack and many families make them themselves, but it is not easy to make them delicious.

The snow-coated bean paste is a test of the chef's control of the heat.

Snow suits are also very difficult to make.

"I want a piece of fried cake, a cup of sour plum soup, and a bowl of snow-covered bean paste."

Wang Yongli said.

Then he put the six dollars in change into the small box on the snack cart.

Although mobile payment is very popular nowadays.

But many elderly friends don’t know how to operate it.

In addition to those who used the payment code to pay, Li Rui also encountered elderly people who needed to turn on the hotspot themselves before they were willing to scan the code.

So in order to facilitate these people, Li Rui also prepared change.

Soon, under the observation of Uncle Wang, Li Rui fried the fried cakes and snow-coated bean paste.

Whether it is the production technique, the control of the heat during frying, or the appearance after forming, there is really nothing wrong to find.

Wang Yongli took the snack with satisfaction.

Come aside and taste it.

He took a bite first.

The fried cakes are crispy and the snow cakes are soft.

The contrast between the two is very obvious.

And even though the same red bean paste filling is used inside, one is rough and the other is delicate, which fits the characteristics of the outer skin very well.

The handling was very good.

He could also taste the aroma of sesame oil in the oil used to fry the cakes, and a little bit of lard in the snow-coated bean paste.

The classic snack has not lost its old flavor in the hands of this young man.

After Wang Yongli finished eating, he couldn't help but praise:

"typical."

Then he pinched some bean paste filling and handed it to the starling in the cage.

When the starling saw his finger, it immediately stretched its head over to peck at it.

After eating, the starling also echoed.

Become "authentic".

Today is the last day to sell snacks in Workers’ New Village.

The Workers' New Village has changed a lot these days.

The old scenery, coupled with the popularity of snacks, is becoming a new place for people to relax and have fun.

This small park, which previously only had square dancing as its venue, now has many stalls selling snacks and small commodities, and is gradually becoming lively.

More young people are going home to visit their elderly parents.

In the chat among nearby residents,
Li Rui also learned some official news.

An old lady said that Jianghai City has noticed the potential tourism potential of the Workers' New Village community.

We are preparing to develop and build some attractions with old buildings as the theme.

The draft for comments was just released today.

Although demolition is certainly not something that can be expected, the upgrading and renovation of the old city is also on the agenda.

These places, which carry the memories of many people, should not gradually wither away.

The team moved forward slowly.

Time slowly came to nearly eight o'clock in the evening.

Li Rui prepared more ingredients today than usual, but they would eventually be sold out.

“The fried cakes are almost sold out!”

Li Rui reminded:
"There are ten left."

The customers in the front of the line quickly began to place their orders one by one.

Li Rui passed on the remaining quantity.

"Three, two, one"

(End of this chapter)