Reborn dad, I became rich starting from selling tea eggs

Lin Jue blinked and reconfirmed it once, only to realize that he was not mistaken, it was really Zhu Guangming!

He came here early in the morning, he wouldn't be ready to start working!

Yesterday he said that he would meet at half past five, but he came half an hour early.

This work is much more motivated than he is.

"Uncle Zhu, you don't have to come over so early, do you?" Lin Jue welcomed the other party into the house.

Zhu Guangming smiled and said, "We can't take your money for nothing!" Don't worry, boss, just tell me to do something!

Lin Jue couldn't help but laugh, he usually didn't see that Zhu Guangming was such a funny person, but now he actually called a boss.

But since the other party asked, Lin Jue didn't talk nonsense with him.

Directly said: "Braised chicken has to be marinated for a long time, so you have to do it first, the chickens are all live chickens, you must first bleed and pluck the hair, before you can use it!" Let's start here!

"Okay, boss!"

Zhu Guangming has been a cook over the years, and he doesn't know how many chickens he has killed, scratching chickens, wiping his neck, and bleeding, every step is mastered.

Lin Jue watched him operate and nodded with satisfaction.

Sure enough, recruiting Zhu Guangming in was the right choice.

If Aunt Su or Aunt Su are asked to kill chickens, they will definitely not be able to do it.

Even if you can start, the movements will not be so sharp.

With Zhu Guangming's help, Lin Jue will not have to be busy alone in the future.

Yesterday, Lin Jue got twenty seven-pound big roosters from his uncle.

Free-range native chickens are generally smaller than broilers, and roosters that can grow up to seven pounds are already very good.

According to Lin Jue's past experience, after a seven-pound rooster is slaughtered, the hair is removed, the internal organs are removed, and the remaining net meat is only about six catties.

The net flesh of twenty roosters adds up to one hundred and twenty pounds.

Lin Jue planned to sell the marinated chicken at the price of twenty yuan per pound, and if all twenty chickens were sold, he would make a profit of 2,400 yuan!

The offal part of the chicken is calculated separately.

In this way, selling hillbilly marinated chicken is simply profitable!

The premise is that all of this chicken can be sold, after all, this is the first day of the new dish.

Until he really gets market feedback, Lin Jue is not 100% sure that his hillbilly marinated chicken will be welcomed by the public.

But if the chicken can be sold, within half a month, he will be able to pay off the arrears and accumulate the start-up capital to open a restaurant in a Chinese town!

Thinking of this, Lin Jue was still secretly poked and excited.

He's ready to do it!

At six o'clock in the morning, Lin Jue and Uncle Zhu killed ten chickens first.

He used a newly purchased stainless steel stewed meat bucket, put all the chicken in it, added various spices, and finally put it on the gas stove and turned it on.

His house recently installed a new built-in gas stove, "Kai King" brand, which cost him a full five hundred dollars!

Considering that his kitchen only has two wood-fired stoves, and he has to boil tea eggs and stewed chicken on the other, the stove is simply not enough.

Only one more gas stove can be installed.

It is more convenient for gas stoves to control the fire, which is relatively convenient compared to wood stoves.

The two aunts and Aunt Lin Cuimiao reported on time, and the customers outside gradually increased, and the business of the new day began again.

The smell of spices in the braised meat bucket is accompanied by steam dispersing into the air.

While helping to boil tea eggs, Zhu Guangming smelled this rich spice smell, and really couldn't stop sighing.

No matter how many times you smell it, the aroma of Lin Jue's marinated chicken is still so addictive!

Being able to personally participate in the process of making this delicacy makes Zhu Guangming full of happiness!

He couldn't help but get excited when he thought of the satisfied smiles on his customers' faces when they tasted the dish.

Although this hillbilly stewed chicken was Lin Jue's invention, he Zhu Guangming only did some insignificant favors.

But even so, his sense of joy at this time is not something that can be replaced by any time in the past.

The aroma of marinated chicken gradually escaped, and the customers who were lining up to buy tea eggs in the courtyard smelled the meat at this time, and their expressions were very surprised.

The fragrance was clearly coming from Lin Jue's kitchen, but they had never smelled this stewed meat before.

Customers began to speculate, and the courtyard suddenly became very lively.

"This scent is amazing! Is the little boss cooking marinated chicken? The taste of the marinade is so tempting!

"Are there new dishes going to be launched today?" If that's the case, I'll have to stay here and be the first customer!

"I drool when I smell this, if we can't buy marinated chicken today, we won't leave here!"

They talked about it, and Jiang Porcelain saw the excitement of the customers and knew that they were all looking forward to this dish!

She also believes that Lin Jue's dish today will definitely sell well.

After an hour and a half, the braised hillbilly chicken was finally baked.

Lin Jue used an iron rack to hang the finished marinated chicken one by one.

He propped up the shelf and came outside, and by this time, the courtyard was already full of people, two or three times more than usual.

Those who could not squeeze in were piled up outside the courtyard gate, and the whole street was densely packed with people, and even neighbors came to the door to watch.

"Have you heard? Lin Jue's family is about to launch a new dish!

"The aroma of this marinated chicken, I smelled it across two alleys. Many people are looking for taste!

"Even in Chinese towns, I can't find anyone who can make marinated chicken so well!" This little boss is definitely not simple, even if it is not the apprentice of a famous chef, right?

"One of his tea eggs is on fire in our village, and now there is a new dish, and that's it!" The wealth is rolling in, and a new 10,000-yuan household in our village is about to be born! "

The crowd chattered and talked non-stop.

Wang Youde was also squeezed into the crowd at this time.

He had come here early to guard, waiting to see what new dishes Lin Jue could make with his three loess chicken.

But just by smelling this, he was already impressed by his nephew's craftsmanship!

The whole village could not find a second chef who could make this taste.

As soon as Lin Jue came out of the kitchen, everyone's expectant gazes fell on him in unison.

He carried an iron rack in both hands, and ten fat stewed chickens were smoking and smoking, and the smell of this meat made the population water.

When their excited eyes focused on the marinated chicken, they all exclaimed in unison.

Even Wang Youde was taken aback!

This brine chicken is actually purple!?

Lin Jue wouldn't be joking with them, right?

Can you eat this purple chicken?

The people who were originally full of expectations were instantly speechless, and they looked at each other one by one, their expressions dull and full of doubts.

The dozens of people inside and outside the courtyard were all silent, and the scene was silent, so quiet that they could hear each other's breathing...