From selling box lunches to becoming a famous Chinese chef

Chapter 312 The trolley in front of the train station is back (please give me a monthly ticket)

Feng Zhengming and Luo Qing made a special trip to visit their stationmaster and Sister Wang at their homes on the fourth and fifth day of the lunar month respectively.

They were notified in advance of Luo Qingnian's resignation, and Feng Zhengming also successfully obtained the support of the stationmaster and Sister Wang for him to continue to set up a stall selling meat and dried food at the train station.

On the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, it was the official opening of Yan’s Restaurant.

Feng Zhengming just asked people to send congratulatory gifts, because he had prepared meat and lunch boxes since the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, and went to the train station to set up a stall at noon.

Feng Zhengming modified his trolley and even made a large eye-catching sign.

Defeat Feng's restaurant's reputation for meat.

He even wrote on the sign "If you go to Quancheng to eat a lot of meat, you must eat at Fengjiagan Restaurant."

Those who went to set up the stall with Feng Zhengming were Grandpa Feng, his second aunt, and his third uncle's younger brothers and sisters.

Feng Zhengming parked the cart and displayed it as a sign directly next to the train station.

"Boss Feng is here, the meat must taste right."

Feng Zhengming took his younger brother and sister to greet the guests, and he and his younger brother served the guests dishes and rice together.

After adding the soup, Feng Zhengming closed the lunch box and handed it to Zhao Chaoxing along with the handfuls of meat and other items in another box.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect it to be Boss Feng from the Feng family's restaurant."

When Feng Zhengming saw Zhao Chaoxing discovering it, he smiled and said, "Yes, we specially bought a deeper lunch box so that it can be more convenient for customers to add soup to their rice."

Zhang Hongwei thought Zhao Chaoxing was here to deliberately cause trouble?
He even reached out to grab things in the car, as if he wanted to fight the other party desperately.

Feng Zhengming responded with a smile: "Our small cart business is based on small profits but quick turnover. The cost is smaller than your store, so the prices are still the same. The meat, eggs, and rice are all 5 cents. The fried tofu and big green peppers you want cost 5 cents together, so the total is 2 yuan.”

Grandpa sits on the side like the mascot of this cart. If Feng Shengnan receives a large denomination banknote, he will hand it over to Grandpa to help verify the authenticity.

Grandpa Feng thinks it is very interesting for three children in the family to set up a stall together.

Feng Zhengming's stall immediately became the most crowded place in front of the train station, and it became his best sign to attract business without any shouting.

Zhang Hongwei, who was standing next to Feng Zhengming, was startled when he saw Zhao Chaoxing asking this with a sullen expression on his face.

"Hahaha, Boss Zhao, are you here to patronize our business again?"

The price is indeed cheaper than the one in Chaoxingxing store.

And Zhao Chaoxing also added two spoons of soup to the rice.

"I want it too, I want it too, and I want an egg too."

The previous wave of customers haven’t bought all the items yet, and another wave of passengers will follow and queue up.

As waves of passengers came and went in and out of the train station.

"Boss Feng, your lunch box looks different from the ones I buy in my store? It seems to be darker than the ones in my store."

So Feng Zhengming found a manufacturer of foam lunch boxes through his third uncle, and asked them to customize a batch of slightly deeper lunch boxes to make it easier to add soup to the rice.

It really instantly attracted a large number of passengers from the train station to come and watch.

Zhao Chaoxing said with a straight face: "Boss Feng, let's ask, can you stop doing this? If you move the cart here, can other companies still have business in this area of ​​the train station?"

"I thought it was someone who was impostering, but I didn't expect it to be Master Xiao Feng?"

Zhao Chaoxing took the lunch box in surprise: "It's actually cheaper than in my store?"

Among this group of people queuing up, there was also a somewhat special customer.

Sure enough, when Feng Zhengming asked him this question, Zhao Chaoxing's expression immediately changed, and he said kindly: "Here comes a piece of meat, an egg, a piece of fried tofu, a big green pepper, and a portion of rice. Give it to me." Two spoons of soup."

"Bring me a piece of meat, a piece of rice, and a spoonful of soup."

Feng Zhengming didn't pay attention to what Zhao Chaoxing said at all, and asked directly: "What do you want?"

In this comparison, the meat from Feng Zhengming's cart is obviously much cheaper.

Zhang Hongwei came to his senses, responded and quickly gave Zhao Chao Xing a portion of rice.

The meat on Feng Zhengming's small cart is not only still 50 cents, but the key meat slices are slightly thicker.

When Zhao Chaoxing was adding soup to Feng Zhengming, he also discovered that the lunch box he used was different from the lunch box he bought in his store.

Feng Zhengming saw that his younger brother was stunned and did not serve the rice. He smiled and reminded him: "Hurry up and serve the rice to Boss Zhao. He is still busy going back to look at the store. Hurry up and don't be stunned."

"Thank you, Boss Zhao, for your visit. The total cost is 2 yuan."

After lining up in front of the cart, Feng Zhengming recognized the other person, it was Zhao Chaoxing.

"Give me some too."

Zhao Chaoxing's face changed instantly, and Zhang Hongwei was stunned by his arrogant and respectful attitude.

The younger sister is responsible for collecting money from the side and then giving change to others.

Naturally, the number of people queuing up in front of the trolleys continues unabated.

Zhao Chaoxing's store now sells pork for 6 cents a piece, eggs are still 5 cents, and fried tofu, dried tofu, gluten and large green peppers all cost cents.

Because customers who buy a handful of meat almost always want to add soup to the rice.

"Are there any lunch boxes for sale? These dishes are so fresh and smell delicious."

Of course, Zhao Chaoxing also knew very well that Feng Zhengming's price did have his advantages.

After all, he sells his cart on the street, so he doesn't have to pay a fixed rent every month like Chao Xingxing.

Zhao Chaoxing moved his seat first so that people in line behind him could come forward to buy.

He walked aside, opened the lunch box, and took a bite of the rice soaked in soup.

The rice is not very good, but it tastes okay.

After all, the rice Feng Zhengming used was not bad for a portion of 50 cents.

But eating rice is not the point. The point is that through rice, Zhao Chaoxing can taste the pot of soup where Feng Zhengming makes the pork.

There is almost no spice in the soup, just a simple taste of soy sauce, and some sweetness.

A combination of salty and sweet flavors, plus the meaty aroma brought by the stewed meat.

Zhao Chaoxing had to admit that when it came to cooking the pork, no one would have convinced him before, but now he was really convinced by Feng Zhengming. The seasoning of his pork was better than that of Zhao Chaoxing's own.

Just eating rice in soup, Zhao Chaoxing could take out half of the lunch box.

Then he opened another box and put the meat, eggs, fried tofu and large green peppers into the lunch box.

With meat, eggs, fried tofu and big green peppers, Zhao Chaoxing stood next to Feng Zhengming's cart and ate all the rice in the lunch box, even reluctant to part with the remaining soup in the lunch box.

Finished the somewhat luxurious meat with rice.

Zhao Chaoxing moved closer to Feng Zhengming's trolley again.

This time he did not go to talk to Feng Zhengming.

Instead, he respectfully greeted Mr. Feng who was sitting beside him.

"Hello, Uncle Feng." Mr. Feng looked at Zhao Chaoxing, smiled and asked, "What? Are you here to study our formula again? After eating it for so long, have you figured out our formula?"

Zhao Chaoxing said with a smile: "Uncle, you are making fun of me again. How can I guess your recipe with my little skills?"

Mr. Feng suddenly said: "If you really want it, I can teach you the recipe."

"Really?" Zhao Chaoxing was a little surprised.

Grandpa Feng nodded: "Yes, I can teach you the recipe, but you are very happy to join us."

Zhao Chaoxing asked a little strangely: "Chaoxingxing joins you?"

Grandpa Feng explained: "From now on, Chaoxingxing will be regarded as our branch. You have to change the sign and you can still use Chaoxingxing, but you have to add our family name in front of it."

When Zhao Chaoxing heard the name, the name that came to his mind became: Feng Family·Chaoxingxing.

This made Zhao Chaoxing feel a little unacceptable.

"Uncle, isn't this bad? I changed the name of my store to 'Feng Jia Chao Xing Xing'. Isn't the name too weird?"

Grandpa Feng laughed: "Hahaha, I didn't mention adding 'Fengjia' in front. We have registered a trademark. If you are willing to join, you can call it 'Zhengluxing·Chaoxingxing' in the future."

Feng Zhengming, who was busy greeting customers, heard this and turned around to answer.

"From now on, you will still run Chaoxingxing yourself. It will be regarded as a sub-brand of our Zhengluxing."

Zhao Chaoxing was stunned for a moment and asked: "As long as Zheng Luxing is added? Don't want my money?"

Grandpa Feng said: "You still have to pay the franchise fee, otherwise how can I teach you the recipe?"

"You mean, I have to pay a franchise fee? And then I have to put up your brand? You teach me the recipe of the meat?"

Seeing Grandpa Feng nodding, Zhao Chaoxing immediately said: "Forget it, I'll do my own research."

Watching Zhao Chao leave in low spirits, Grandpa Feng said: "It seems that he still refuses to admit defeat, which is good. Maybe he can make his own unique taste."

Feng Zhengming said with a smile: "Old Zhao still has strength. Our little cart will not have a big impact on his store."

Zhao Chaoxing returned to Chaoxingxing's store and saw that his store was almost full of people.

He also began to think about his next expansion plan.

When Feng Zhengming was busy next to the train station.

As a train pulled into the station, Xia Hui, who had been waiting in front of the train door for a long time, couldn't wait to get off.

A few days after returning home for the New Year, Xia Hui's relationship with her family became harmonious again.

Especially with her grandfather's support, her father was helpless about her learning to cook.

During the Chinese New Year, Xia Hui even cooked and showed her family what she had learned from working in the Feng family restaurant and following Feng Zhengming, which won unanimous praise from her grandfather and relatives at home.

Even Xia Mingye is somewhat impressed by her sister's cooking skills.

This year, Xia Hui was very happy at home.

However, the happier she is at home during the New Year, the more Xia Hui wants to come back to Quancheng.

Because Xia Hui felt that it was studying with Feng Zhengming in Quancheng that gave her the opportunity to be recognized at home, so she must continue to study with Feng Zhengming.

After discussing with her family, she bought a train ticket back to Quancheng on the sixth day of the new year.

The train finally stopped smoothly. When the door was opened, Xia Hui was the first to rush off the train.

Like a little swallow returning to its nest, Xia Hui ran out of the train station.

After running out of the train station, Xia Hui looked around.

As if there was a feeling in the dark, Xia Hui soon saw the crowd queuing up.

Seeing so many people queuing up on the roadside not far from the train station, Xia Hui immediately muttered: "Are they queuing up to buy a bunch of meat? Is Uncle Master really coming to the train station to set up a stall again?" "

With curiosity in mind, Xia Hui walked quickly to the crowd in line.

Soon she saw the very conspicuous sign at the end of the queue.

“The Feng family’s dry rice shop has a lot of meat”

There is also a signboard that actually says, "If you go to Quancheng to eat a lot of meat, you must eat at Fengjiagang Restaurant."

Seeing the sign on the top of the cart, Xia Hui couldn't help but laugh.

Then Xia Hui stopped lining up and quickly ran to the cart at the end of the line.

"Hahaha, uncle, you really came to the train station to set up a stall."

Hearing Xia Hui's voice, Feng Shengnan poked his head out from behind the cart: "Sister Xia Hui, you are back."

Xia Hui saw Feng Shengnan and walked to the cart to take a look.

"So it turns out you are helping my uncle sell meat? Grandpa is here too."

Then Xia Hui said to Grandpa Feng: "Happy New Year, Grandpa."

Grandpa Feng responded with a smile: "Happy New Year to you too, why don't you stay at home for a while? The shop here is going to be renovated anyway, so it's okay for you to come back so early."

Xia Hui immediately said: "Who said there is nothing to do? Grandpa, aren't you all setting up stalls?"

Grandpa Feng said: "There is nothing to do at home anyway, and your uncle is under a lot of pressure right now, so he went to the train station to set up a stall. Otherwise, over time, everyone will forget about our Feng family restaurant."

When the people in line heard what Grandpa Feng said, they immediately said, "No, Feng's Restaurant has a lot of meat. Once you have eaten it, you will never forget it."

The people behind him all agreed, saying that they would definitely buy some meat from Fengjia Gan Restaurant.

Xia Hui saw that the customers all supported Feng Jiagan Restaurant’s meat.

She smiled and said: "Everyone will definitely support me, my uncle's craftsmanship is so good."

When she said this, Xia Hui's face was full of pride.

Feng Zhengming finally turned to look at Xia Hui: "Did you fall out with your family again and run out alone?"

Xia Hui said: "No, I am going home to celebrate the New Year this year, and my family treats me very well. Even my dad no longer bullies me for learning to cook, and tells me to study hard since I have learned it."

Feng Zhengming said: "Then why don't you stay at home and learn? You can learn your Confucius cuisine. That would be great."

Xia Hui shook her head and said, "No, I don't want to just learn Confucian cuisine. I want to learn other things from my uncle. I need to lay a solid foundation. It will be easier for me to learn other dishes in the future."

Feng Zhengming thought for a moment and said, "It's good that you're back. We can continue working on the food stalls in the evening."

Grandpa Feng finally asked the question he had been wanting to ask today.

"Yan's Restaurant officially opens today. You really don't want to go and see it?"

Feng Zhengming responded with a smile: "Sir, the trial operation of Brother's restaurant has been very successful before. If we don't go to the official opening, it won't have any impact. Brother's craftsmanship is fine, not to mention the master is here to take care of it."

Grandpa Feng said: "That's right, we still have to do a good job in our own business first."

Xia Hui put down the bag in her hand and said, "It's no problem for me to help Uncle Shi at the food stall tonight."

(End of this chapter)