Food: Random stalls, customers chase me for ten blocks

The two of them were busy, but the two of them were busy.

Just when the diners were discussing where Lin Zhou would set up his stall this week, Lin Zhou got up.

The task did not clearly stipulate that he had to set up a stall every day, so Lin Zhou felt at ease to give himself a day off.

He got up, had a meal, and went out fishing.

Mainly because Pan Yuan invited him.

How could anyone refuse this!

Since he had fishing skills, Pan Yuan no longer liked to ask him to go fishing together, which was hilarious.

It was rare to make an appointment, so he had to go no matter what.

Then Lin Zhou fished all night and retreated with Pan Yuan at 4 a.m.

One went home, and the other went to the vegetable market.

Selling fried skewers requires a lot of ingredients, but the technical content is not high.

Lin Zhou went to the market and bought whatever was fresh.

Green peppers, mushrooms, bean curd, coriander, cabbage, cauliflower, potatoes, eggplant, bananas, etc., whatever was available.

Of course, meat was not to be missed.

He bought two boxes of starch sausage.

He also bought fresh squid, chicken wings, pork belly and other meats.

For fried skewers that he couldn't make himself, such as starch sausage, small sausage, rice cake, etc., he just bought ready-made ones.

For those that he could process himself, he bought fresh ingredients and prepared to go back and make them himself.

He was serious about setting up a stall!

If he could make it himself, he would not buy semi-finished products.

He also bought spices, cumin and other seasonings for dipping sauces and powders for fried skewers and made them according to the recipes given by the system.

He bought a trunk full of vegetables just for ingredients.

He also bought two barrels of rapeseed oil for fried skewers.

"OK, call it a day, go home."

Lin Zhou looked at the time, it was almost six o'clock, and it wasn't long before the stall opened at eight o'clock, so he drove home quickly.

When he went out fishing yesterday, he greeted the housekeepers and said that he would go to sell fried skewers this morning, and asked them to come early to help.

Of course, the working time was advanced, and the working time was also advanced.

When Lin Zhou came back with the ingredients, the housekeepers and aunts had already arrived.

After getting along for so long, they still had this tacit understanding.

When the ingredients arrived, they cleaned what needed to be cleaned and put away when it was time.

Lin Zhou made the sauce and sprinkled the powder first without worry.

The housekeepers could do the work of cleaning the ingredients.

When it came to deciding the taste, Lin Zhou had to do it himself.

"Sir, do you need to write the price according to the menu?"

Butler Sun asked while stringing the skewers.

There are too many types of skewers, it is best to write the same price for each type, which is easier to distinguish.

"Write one by hand. There are too many ingredients. The blackboard won't fit."

"Okay, how much is the price?"

"It's easy. Open the food delivery platform and find a fried skewers shop. Look at the prices and copy them directly."

Butler Sun didn't expect it to work this way.

He took out his phone in surprise and started looking.

Although there were no fried skewers shops open at this time, the prices were still visible.

"So expensive?"

I saw a bunch of potato chips in the store, which was only about four slices, but it was sold for three yuan.

Oh my god, I don't know how many slices I have to cut for three yuan to buy potatoes.

Prices are really high now!

"How much?"

Lin Zhou heard the housekeeper muttering and poked his head out of the kitchen and asked.

"Mushrooms, two yuan a string, potato slices, eggplant slices, three yuan, rice cakes, two yuan and eighty yuan, cabbage, two yuan..."

"Hiss~ the fried skewers stall downstairs from my house only sells vegetarian dishes for one yuan a string, and my children like them very much."

Auntie Fang came over to take a look and was also shocked.

"However, since Mr.'s cooking skills are so good, he should sell them at a higher price. If he sells them at a lower price, I think it's not worth it."

If it were someone else, Auntie Xu would think it was really expensive, but if it were Lin Zhou, she would think it was cheap.

"There's no comparison. How can the cooking skills outside compare to our Mr.? With Mr.'s cooking skills, if he opened a restaurant, he would make a lot of money. Even if he sold them at a sky-high price, people would still be willing to come and eat. It's hard to say about the roadside stalls."

Lin Zhou listened to them and smiled helplessly, "I don't make money from this. It's okay as long as I don't lose money. It doesn't matter how much I make. It's a pity that such a good cooking skill can't be eaten by more people and no one knows about it."

Lin Zhou really thought so.

So he is willing to go to more places and let more people taste the food he makes, so that everyone can afford it and eat it, and feel the charm of food.

This is the life goal he has finally found since he traveled through time.

No

As for becoming idle after achieving financial freedom.

"Then let's set the price according to the cost price of the ingredients. The cheap ones like cabbage, leeks, and beans are one yuan per string, the more expensive cauliflower is two yuan, and the ones that need to be processed are three yuan."

Lin Zhou felt dizzy when he heard it. There were too many varieties. If he set the price one by one, wouldn't he have to calculate according to the price list for every customer?

"There are so many varieties, and the prices are different. It's too troublesome. Take a middle number. Vegetarian dishes are two yuan, and the meat dishes must be written down, otherwise I can't remember."

Butler Sun glanced at Lin Zhou helplessly.

Only the boss is not short of money, so he dares to do business like this. If he really opens a store and is so casual, I'm afraid he won't know whether he will make a loss or not.

Look at those marinated chicken wings, they are all fresh goods, and the price is much more expensive than frozen goods.

Even the tenderloin is bought from fresh chicken breasts, sliced, hammered loose on both sides, and marinated to make tenderloin skewers.

"If there is not enough time, just wash the ingredients. I can just sit there when I have nothing to do at the stall."

After Lin Zhou made all the dipping sauces, he saw that it was almost seven o'clock, so he quickly processed the ingredients with everyone, and then put them in the fresh-keeping box one by one, and then moved them to the tricycle.

This week's fried skewers tricycle is quite large, with a three-layer glass cabinet that can hold a lot of ingredients. Like the previous candied haws glass cabinet, it also has a cold fresh function to prevent the ingredients from spoiling.

There are also two deep-bucket fryers with built-in thermometers, which are very convenient to use.

After all the preparations were completed, Lin Zhou set off on the tricycle.

Xingfu Nursing Home is a private nursing home in the city, famous for its service attitude, good environment, professional medical equipment and other facilities.

There are many elderly people living in it.

Lin Zhou arrived at the door of the nursing home at eight o'clock and saw many elderly people playing chess under a nearby tree.

Looking at the surrounding environment, there are residential communities and residential buildings nearby, and it is not far from the shopping mall and streets, so life is very convenient.

There were also old men selling vegetables in bamboo baskets on the roadside.

Lin Zhou found an open space and started to set up his stall.

First, he took out all the skewers and put them in the glass cabinet.

It was early in the morning, and he estimated that no one would come to buy fried skewers, so Lin Zhou was at ease fishing.

He also brushed the time.

People passing by took a look and passed by directly.

Lin Zhou was happy to string the ingredients.

Anyway, starting from 8 o'clock when he arrived at the entrance of the nursing home, the countdown for the task of setting up a stall for 20 hours this week had already begun.

The old man next to him looked at the place where Lin Zhou set up his stall and the dismal business, and couldn't help but say: "Young man, you have to sell fried skewers at the entrance of the school, where there are many people. Not many people eat fried skewers here."

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