Catering God

Chapter 75 Jiang Feng's Methods

The group waited on the observation deck for an unknown amount of time, until the eastern sky gradually turned pale and the last trace of inky night slowly diluted.

The outline of the mountains gradually became clear in the dim light. The mountain air was filled with the freshness and a hint of coolness of the morning. The eastern sky began to turn a faint red, and the clouds were stained with a layer of gold.
Jiang Feng looked down at the girl who had hidden in his arms because of the slightly cool weather.

She clasped her hands together, closed her eyes tightly, and her cheeks were lightly flushed by the rising sun. She felt like she was dreaming, as if she had made a very important wish.

The beauty in the distance and the beauty near.

At this moment, they were only a few feet away from Jiang Feng, and he embraced them one by one in his arms.

Just like this youth that comes again.

……

After the military training, before the formal classes started, the counselor held another class meeting.

Elect class leaders.

The two most important positions are class monitor and league secretary, especially the latter, which is of great help in joining the student union and taking the postgraduate entrance examination, not to mention the daily extra credits.

But Jiang Feng is not interested in this.

The class monitor has to keep in touch with the counselor at all times and run errands for all kinds of things, big and small. Although the League Secretary does less work, he is still required to fill out the activity plan and submit it to the Activities Department for approval for every class meeting or activity, big or small. He has no less trouble than the class monitor.

It's good enough that he can complete his studies successfully, so he doesn't have much time to run around in class.

In the end, Wu Siyu won the favor of many older men in the class because of her beauty, sweet voice and outstanding looks, and successfully won the position of class monitor.

Jiang Feng and his roommates also gained something from the dormitory.

Encouraged by them, Huang Hao mustered up the courage to run for the position of sports commissioner. As a result, because of his very friendly Northeastern accent, he was directly elected with a large majority of votes.

After that, classes officially started. As Jiang Feng had expected, the first class of each course was the same old self-introduction. But despite this, Jiang Feng still couldn't remember the names of most of his classmates.

That’s what college is like: we get together for class, and then go back to the dorm and play our own games after class.

Unless you take the initiative to socialize, you may not even be able to recognize all your classmates after half a semester.

Jiang Feng once had a buddy. No one knew what happened to him, but he would sleep and get distracted in class. After class, he would go back to the dormitory to play games and watch anime. As a result, after one semester, he couldn't even recognize all the girls in the class. After graduating from college, he suddenly complained about why he didn't find a chance to have a relationship.

Damn, it would be strange if we could still have a relationship.

Classes were conducted normally at school, and Tang Wenjun completed the task assigned by Jiang Feng very smoothly.

At Jiang Feng's request, Tang Wenjun successfully found two shops in good locations and paid a total transfer fee of nearly 80,000 yuan.

And began to carry out simple decoration in a unified style.

That afternoon, Jiang Feng took Tang Wenjun to a very remote place.

"You still haven't told me what you can do. Our business is getting worse and worse."

In the same snack street alone, there are six stalls selling rice-crusted potatoes.

Jiang Feng's shop saw its daily turnover rise to 1,300 yuan, but it quickly fell back to 1,000 yuan due to attacks from surrounding warlords.

As the store manager, how could Tang Wenjun not be anxious?

"You come with me first."

Jiang Feng brought Tang Wenjun to a food processing factory called "Hongyue".

"Why did you bring me to the food factory?"

Tang Wenjun looked confused. "You'll know once you get in."

Jiang Feng kept the secret again.

Tang Wenjun had no choice but to follow him into the food factory.

This is a very small food factory. The security guards at the door did not stop people. As soon as you enter, you will see an open courtyard with a small truck loaded with goods parked inside.

As soon as I came in, I ran into a middle-aged man in a white shirt.

The middle-aged man was talking to the truck driver. When he saw Jiang Feng, he immediately walked over with a smile.

"Mr. Jiang, good afternoon."

A warm handshake.

"This is Mr. Dai Mingyang, the owner of Hongyue Food Factory, President Dai." Jiang Feng introduced him to Tang Wenjun, and then said to President Dai, "This is my partner, Tang Wenjun."

"Hello, Mr. Tang." Mr. Dai extended his hand to Tang Wenjun and said with a smile as he shook hands, "As expected, you are just like Mr. Jiang, young and promising."

"Hello, Mr. Dai."

Tang Wenjun still felt awkward.

It was the first time he was addressed like that, and he was a little uncomfortable.

Moreover, when Jiang Feng introduced his identity, he felt particularly honored.

President Dai turned to Jiang Feng and said with a smile, "President Jiang, the warehouse and workshop have been cleaned up. I have also sent people to help you move in the equipment you brought in earlier."

"Thank you, Mr. Dai. Thank you for your hard work."

"It's okay, it's okay. You can go in and take a look first. I have something else to do here, so I can't accompany you on the tour."

Jiang Feng took the key and brought Tang Wenjun to a factory area of 300 square meters.

Looking at the empty factory and the various equipment in front of him, Tang Wenjun was so shocked that he was speechless.

After a long while, he stared at Jiang Feng and asked, "Have you rented this place?"

"Of course. Otherwise, why do you think Mr. Dai is so enthusiastic? His factory does food processing, and its performance is very poor. These empty factories are just for show. I rent them and pay him a large rent. He couldn't be happier."

"Why do you rent a factory?"

Jiang Feng pointed to the rows of kitchen-related equipment in front of him and explained:
"Of course it's a central kitchen. From now on, all our rice-crust potatoes will be made into semi-finished products here and then distributed to various stores. All the ingredients, including various other ingredients, will be processed centrally here.

"We used to have our staff prepare ingredients in the store in the morning and sell them in the afternoon, but now we can operate all day."

This is the role of the central kitchen.

Many restaurant chains adopt this model, setting up a central kitchen in the city and then delivering to surrounding chain stores, which can greatly reduce the workload of stores and improve efficiency.

"It's indeed much more convenient. If we could sell it in the morning as well, the sales would probably increase a bit, but not by much, since fewer people buy these fried snacks in the morning."

Tang Wenjun looked around at the equipment in front of him and nodded affirmatively.

"There's more to it than that. Come with me."

Jiang Feng walked forward with Tang Wenjun. He pointed to a machine with a sharp blade and said:

"This equipment can cut our rice-crust potatoes into potato cubes with a spiral pattern. Compared to ordinary cut potatoes, these potato cubes with a spiral pattern are crispier when fried, and the taste is greatly improved... This way, when compared with other vendors, the uniqueness of our rice-crust potatoes can be immediately identified."

(End of this chapter)