After rebirth, I became Qingmei's white moonlight

Chapter 132 130 Rebirth, starting from spurring my father to become a rich second generation! (Subscribe)

The registration requirement for the infant group is 7 years old and below. The main test is on the learners’ copying ability, maintaining the correct writing posture and pen holding method, and initially mastering the basic strokes of Chinese character writing to achieve accurate strokes and proper structural proportions.

The font choices are regular script or official script, and can be written with a hard pen or a brush.

The competition lasts for a long time throughout the year and goes through four stages: collection of works, selection of works by well-known experts, issuance of certificates and award ceremony.

Considering that it is already mid-November, Jiang Shu doesn't have much time to waste and has to mail his works to the organizer as soon as possible.

Of course, you can also ask your teacher to submit your paper, and it will be faster to submit it through the school. If he wins an award, the school will also list his name, which is considered an honor.

Jiang Shu's current Yan Kai skills have reached the professional level of Lv.3. When he takes part in the calligraphy competition for children, he looks like a highly skilled master returning to the novice village.

While his peers are still copying, he can already create freely. How can he lose?
I, Jiang Xiaoshu, will definitely win the first prize!
After thanking the teacher, Jiang Shu parted ways with Bai Lu and Xu Xinzhu at the school gate. Fu Wanying was already grinning from ear to ear when she saw that her son had achieved first place in the grade in the midterm exam.

Zhong Yaoyao was not bad either, she got full marks in math, but there was some minor problem with Chinese. Looking at the sentence with "go away", she was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

After returning home, Fu Wanying had just told her husband the good news when Jiang Shu took out two pages of densely written Bobo Chicken recipe from his schoolbag and handed them to Jiang Yimin.

There are three flavors in total: spicy red oil, spicy five-spice, and clear pepper soup.

The entire production process, from material selection, soup ingredients, auxiliary materials to processing, is extremely detailed.

Jiang Yimin was stunned when he saw the Bobo Chicken recipe in front of him, and couldn't help asking, "Where did you get this?"

Jiang Shu shrugged and pointed at his head: "After waking up from a nap last night, I remembered something. Dad, by the way, this thing is worth a million, don't spread it around casually."

These words frightened Jiang Yimin so much that he shivered and the two pages of paper in his hand fell lightly to the ground. He quickly picked them up and blew on them several times.

"Worth a million? Is that true?"

"If we operate it properly, win a good reputation, expand the storefront, build a brand, and turn it into a chain of franchise stores..." Jiang Shu said leisurely, "Dad, don't even mention millions, the bottom line is tens of millions."

Jiang Yimin widened his eyes and swallowed in disbelief.

He has worked hard selling buns for so many years, and he and his wife have been running the shop from dawn to dusk, but they have only saved a little over 100,000 yuan. Yet, these two small recipes can generate such huge profits?
A revenue of tens of millions was something he couldn't even dream of!
Although he thought the buns he made tasted very good, the average consumption per person was only one or two yuan. Even if he made the store bigger, he would not make much after deducting the labor and time costs.

However, it is different for Bobo Chicken, which is mainly a snack. As long as there is a large number of customers, it is really profitable.

He looked at the recipe in his hand carefully. The ratios of various ingredients were even accurate to the gram. The entire processing process was written clearly in detail. The only regret was that there was only a recipe, but no guidance on the process of opening a store.

Jiang Yimin also realized the authenticity of the recipe in front of him. Most people couldn't make it up even if they wanted to, let alone write it in such detail.

"Son, do you mean that you want us to sell Bobo Chicken instead of buns in the future?" Fu Wanying said blankly.

"Mom, that's not true. You can sell Bobo Chicken at the same time as the steamed buns."

Jiang Shu said earnestly: "Our customers are old customers accumulated over the years of selling buns. We must make use of them. It can also be regarded as a market test. If they think the taste is good and the benefits are considerable, we will consider slowly transforming. For example, we can focus on Bobo Chicken and supplement it with buns, steamed dumplings, fried rice and flatbreads."

Jiang Yimin nodded. What he said made sense indeed. There would be no benefit in changing the sign hastily. The old customers who had stayed over the years would be the first group of people to test the recipe of Bobo Chicken.

"Should I start trying it tomorrow?" After mastering the recipe, Comrade Lao Jiang has already imagined earning a million dollars easily and reaching the pinnacle of life. "Dad, don't worry, I don't know if this recipe is true or not. Why don't you make a sample according to the recipe today and let your neighbors and friends taste it and let them evaluate whether it tastes good or not. The number of dishes is not important, the main thing is the taste." Jiang Shu said helplessly.

Comrade Lao Jiang was more impatient than he had imagined. He had originally thought that he would hesitate for a while.

"That makes sense! Then we'll have dinner later today."

Jiang Yimin slammed his fist on his palm, then hurried to the vegetable market.

He was thinking at this moment that if he hesitated for a day, he would earn less money. All his previous savings had been invested in the house demolition project. Now nothing was more important than making money.

As for Boboji, at least you have to buy a chicken first, right? According to the recipe, you also need to add pork bones and various small ingredients and simmer for two hours. This is the basic soup base.

About an hour later, Jiang Yimin came back with a lot of things, including two slaughtered local chickens, a pork elbow, a few pork shank bones, and some other auxiliary ingredients and side dishes.

Then I started working passionately in the kitchen with my mother.

Jiang Shu sat on the sofa holding Mimi, looking at his passionate parents in the kitchen. He couldn't help but touch his chin. It seemed that his father's plan to become Jackie Chan was a little simpler than he thought.

With Comrade Lao Jiang's enthusiasm for starting a business again, if we give him a chance, he will surely be able to make a name for himself easily. At worst, he will still be able to assist him in secret.

Being reborn as a rich second generation is no longer a dream!
At eight o'clock in the evening, Comrade Lao Jiang's first pot of spicy Bobo chicken with red oil was officially served.

Because today is just a tasting, there are not many dishes, just some vegetarian dishes such as lotus root slices, potato slices, lettuce, bean curd, etc. The rest are various parts of the chicken, all skewered with bamboo sticks and soaked in red oil soup.

However, as a cold pot skewer, Bobo Chicken must be cooled down and soaked in flavor to be delicious. Fortunately, the climate in mid-November is already relatively cool, and it is estimated that it will cool down completely in no time.

So Jiang Yimin struck while the iron was hot and strictly mixed the five-spice spicy and Sichuan pepper flavors according to the recipe.

Three big pots in total, using two chickens!
Seeing this scene, Jiang Shu couldn't help but be dumbfounded. Comrade Jiang's action was really fierce.

"Come on, Xiaoshu, Yaoyao, come and try it and feel how it tastes!"

Jiang Yimin was excited. He took the lead in picking up a bunch of broccoli that was soaked with red oil and put it into his mouth. In an instant, all kinds of rich aromas filled his mouth, and it was an indescribable feeling of happiness.

This is definitely the most delicious Bobo Chicken he has ever eaten in all his years living in Jiazhou!

You know, as a picky pastry chef, there are not many snacks that can directly conquer him with their taste.

Jiang Shu tasted several skewers in a row, including five-spice, Sichuan pepper, and spicy ones, without saying a word and eating non-stop.

Jiang Yimin quickly pulled him back and asked, "Don't just focus on eating, speak up! How is it? Is it delicious?!"

Jiang Shu was eating so much that his mouth was full of oil. He gave a thumbs up and said vaguely:

"Dad, our Grandpa Jiang's Bobo Chicken is going to be popular!"

(End of this chapter)