From selling box lunches to becoming a famous Chinese chef

Chapter 155 The fragrant hot pot noodles (fifth update, please subscribe)
  Seeing Zhang Hongwei clearing the table, Feng Zhengming didn't say anything but watched carefully.

I saw that the big boy was really handsome. Together with Duan Sufen, he put the dishes and chopsticks on the table into a basin, then wiped the table with a wet rag, and then wiped the water stains on the table with a dry rag. Lose.

It is not difficult to tell from his flowing movements that Zhang Hongwei must have been practicing in the shop all afternoon.

Feng Zhengming walked over and gave Zhang Hongwei a thumbs up with a smile.

"Okay, I didn't expect that my cousin Mr. Zhang is really quite capable."

Zhang Hongwei saw Feng Zhengming giving a thumbs up and grinned: "How are you, brother? Is my job okay? How about I come to work for you during the summer vacation and you pay me a salary."

Feng Zhengming laughed after hearing this: "Hahaha, you come to work for me? And you want me to pay you a salary? I'm afraid that won't work. If I use you, it's considered child labor."

Zhang Hongwei immediately said: "No way, I'm already sixteen."

Feng Zhengming asked with a smile: "Are you really sixteen?"

Zhang Hongwei suddenly felt guilty and said: "Fifteen, I will be sixteen after the Chinese New Year."

Feng Zhengming said: "You want to work here? You have to get your parents' consent. If they agree, I will let you come and I will give you the same salary as Aunt Duan and the others."

Zhang Hongwei was immediately happy: "Really? Can I get the same money as Aunt Duan and the others?"

Seeing Zhang Hongwei's look of being obsessed with money, Feng Zhengming asked, "Do you want money to buy something?"

Zhang Hongwei laughed embarrassedly: "Brother, do you know about model airplanes? I really like model airplanes, but my parents restrict me from playing. I want to make money by myself and buy parts by myself."

Feng Zhengming nodded and said, "Yes, I have an idea. As long as the second aunt and the second uncle agree, I will let you work here."

Zhang Hongwei immediately agreed happily.

Later, Feng Zhengming and Luo Qing followed Zhang Hongwei into the shop.

When passing the cashier, Feng Zhengming accidentally discovered that Feng Shengnan was collecting money at the cashier.

"Is Katsuo collecting money? Then I can rest assured."

Feng Shengnan raised his head when he heard the voice and saw Feng Zhengming smiling and saying hello: "Brother Zhengming, you are here."

Feng Zhengming nodded, asked Feng Shengnan to sit, and walked in with Luo Qing.

"How's it going? My little housekeeper, how much did you charge?"

Feng Shengnan was a little embarrassed and said: "I don't know how much I collected. My father asked me to help collect the money. Grandpa also wrote this list for me and asked me to match the price on the list."

Feng Zhengming looked at the list and said, "Not bad, not bad. Sheng Nan did a great job."

Then Grandpa Feng's voice sounded: "Are you sober?"

Feng Zhengming raised his head and looked over and saw his grandfather walking out.

"Wake up, thank you for your hard work, Grandpa. You haven't rested all afternoon. Help me look after the shop."

Then he saw his third uncle behind his grandfather and said, "Thank you, third uncle."

Feng Jiandong laughed and joked: "Boss Feng is here, how about we have some more drinks tonight?"

Feng Zhengming quickly waved his hand: "I won't drink anymore. Because I was happy at noon, I did drink too much with everyone. In the future, I should drink as little as possible and do business well."

Feng Jiandong burst out laughing: "Hahaha, you guys were so honest at noon. Look, we all toasted you. Did we drink too much? In the end, you were the only one who drank too much. Think about why?"

In fact, no need for his third uncle to tell him, Feng Zhengming also knew why he drank too much at noon.

Of course, some people deliberately toasted to make Feng Zhengming drink more.

Of course, another thing is that he is indeed happy.

After all, the shop was officially opened, and something I had been thinking about for a long time was finally done.

Feng Zonggu looked at Feng Zhengming and said, "Be careful on occasions like this in the future. Don't drink with them so honestly. How can you possibly drink with so many people by yourself?"

Feng Zhengming nodded and said, "Grandpa, I understand."

Then Feng Zhengming asked: "Has everyone eaten?"

Feng Jiandong said: "Look, there are so many people, how can we even bother to eat?"

Feng Zhengming immediately said: "Then let me cook some noodles for everyone." Grandpa Feng nodded and said, "After drinking the wine, let's have some hot pot noodles."

Feng Zhengming smiled and said, "That's right, I'll go in and prepare. Third uncle, please wait for a while."

As he said this, Feng Zhengming walked quickly to the kitchen.

There was no one in the kitchen at this time.

Because people are busy in front.

Feng Zhengming walked into the kitchen, picked out a few red tomatoes, picked up a few eggs, and a few green onions, and started making hot pot noodles in the kitchen.

Not long after, the aroma of pot noodles simmering in the kitchen wafted out.

Even though Feng Zhengming turned on the exhaust fan, there was still some smell wafting into the front of the shop.

Whether they are customers queuing up to buy handfuls of meat or everyone busy in the shop, they are all attracted by the aroma.

After a period of silence that seemed to have a tacit understanding, the shop exploded.

"What does this smell like? Is it so fragrant?"

"It smells like you're cooking something?"

"Oh, this smells so delicious."

"What kind of food is this? I really want to eat it."

"What kind of food does the boss cook? Do you sell it?"

"Yes, do you sell the food you cook there?"

Customers are asking what kind of food is served there? Everyone is clamoring to buy the dishes cooked by the chef Feng Zhengming.

Feng Jiandong stood beside his father and couldn't help but said: "Dad, isn't this too fragrant?"

As he spoke, Feng Jiandong even quickly took a sip of saliva.

Zhang Hongwei swallowed hard a few times, quietly walked to the back kitchen door, stretched his head and looked inside.

"Brother, what are you doing? It smells so good?"

Feng Zhengming smiled when he heard it and said: "It's soy pot noodles. You go and wait for a while. It should be ready in a while."

It didn't take long for Feng Zhengming's hot pot noodles to be finished.

When he used a big basin, he brought out a large pot of soy pot noodles.

The rich fragrance spread throughout the shop almost instantly.

Some customers immediately looked longingly at the big basin in Feng Zhengming's hand.

"Boss, what delicious food have you made?"

"Boss, do you want your craftsmanship to be so good?"

"What kind of food is in your basin?"

Seeing that everyone was curious, Feng Zhengming said with a helpless smile: "It's not a good thing. It's because my grandfather, third uncle, and I drank too much at noon, so I made pot noodles for everyone in the evening and added some vinegar. Let everyone sober up and nourish their stomachs.”

Some people were in disbelief: "How can hot pot noodles be so fragrant?"

Someone even shouted: "This smell is so confusing. Boss, do you want to sell these noodles?"

Suddenly many customers were shouting to buy a bowl of noodles.

Feng Zhengming couldn't laugh or cry and said, "I'm so sorry. We eat these noodles at home and we don't sell them. Everyone eats meat and pig's trotters. I think they are definitely more delicious than my bowl of noodles."

When Feng Zhengming and his family were sucking noodles together, they almost made the customers in the shop cry.

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