Food Intelligence King

Chapter 22 Master Chen, Lame Jokes, Hot Buns

[The afternoon is when Master Chen is busiest.]

[Mixing the dough, kneading it, letting it rise. Then comes ensuring the filling has the right flavor. In this kitchen, all sorts of ingredients slowly come together.]

[The steamed buns, the first hints.]

The content filmed at home wasn't the main focus of the video. So, Chen Zhou spent most of the time busy in the kitchen, and Wang Meng only captured a few simple shots.

He was then drawn into the kind of gossip that middle-aged women often engage in.

"I heard from Chen Zhou that you went on a blind date at noon. How was the girl?"

Wang Meng: "Much more enthusiastic than the last one."

After finishing the preparations at home, it's time to set up the stall. But before that, I need to get all the ingredients down there.

There's a small cart in the kitchen. Chen Zhou usually stacks things in it, pushes them into the elevator, and moves them around twice.

If my wife is home on the weekend, I'll ask her to help out.

But today...
Chen Zhou glanced at the young men on the sofa.

I must say, Wang Meng, this big guy—besides being able to eat and drink a lot, he almost ate half a watermelon in one afternoon, and also ate two boxes of cake from Chen Taotao.
He looks like a free laborer.

Chen Zhou gestured with his eyes to the bowl of filling in his hand.

Wang Meng:

Bringing the prepared ingredients downstairs is also a demanding task.

“Master Chen comes by himself every day, without needing anyone’s help.”

He definitely added that sentence himself.

Chen Zhou: "Hurry up, Captain Wang, have some common sense."

Wang Meng took the stainless steel basin before Ms. Lin could leave.

"We'll go down together on the way, so don't move, sister-in-law."

Lin Yifan said politely, "You've really gone to a lot of trouble, Wang Meng, running around with Chen Zhou. I'll have him treat you to a meal later, and we can sit together again."

Wang Meng grinned. "What's the trouble? We're just cooperating."

After entering the elevator, he didn't forget to say goodbye to Chen Zhou's family: "Goodbye, sister-in-law, goodbye Tao Tao too."

Goodbye, Uncle~

In the elevator, Chen Zhou said to Wang Meng, "You'll see each other again soon."

Wang Meng was overjoyed: "You really want to treat us? Okay!"

Chen Zhou pointed to the trolley:

"We still need to put the car up there in a bit."

Wang Meng frowned. "Look at you, making steamed buns is so warm, but telling a joke is so lame."

[With the first batch of buns placed in the steamer, Master Chen's stall has finally opened for business.]

After saying his last sentence, Wang Meng shouted to Chen Zhou:

"Filming wrapped up! Filming wrapped up!"

Chen Zhou praised
"I have to say, Captain Wang, the copy you were reading out today was actually pretty good."

Wang Meng raised an eyebrow and said smugly, "I had a blind date before, who was an editor for a food column. I asked her to help polish the first draft."

Okay, okay. You want to go on blind dates for every single one of the 360 ​​professions, huh?

After listening, Chen Zhou couldn't help but click his tongue.

However, in the end, Wang Meng is a good catch and is considered a high-quality young man in the dating market.

But to be able to turn so many people he met through blind dates into friends and acquaintances, this guy is really something. Furthermore, according to him personally, many of the people he went on blind dates with got married very quickly afterward.

all in all,
The filming at Chen Zhou's location was successfully completed, and Wang Meng will now go back to edit it.

They also added the information that the two of them had prepared, which could help other vendors.

As for whether Wang Meng did it himself or sought help from a blind date in another industry...

Chen Zhou had no idea.

Seeing Wang Meng packing up the camera, Chen Zhou reminded him:
"I was thinking of taking a few steamed buns before leaving." This time, Wang Meng neither refused nor scanned the QR code.

As the two were talking, a YU7 slowly drove up from the end of the road. Its dark green body was particularly dazzling in the sunlight, attracting the attention of passersby.

Wang Meng also cast an envious glance at it, "The car is really nice."

"Then let's get one, Captain Wang, you have the capability."

"Too flashy, not suitable for me." Wang Meng shrugged, then looked at Chen Zhou, "What about you, Master Chen? With your steamed bun stall doing so well, what kind of car are you thinking of getting in the future?"

Xiaomi's several car models are almost precisely targeted at unmarried people under 35 years old who have no children.

It's obviously not related to Chen Zhou.

He has a wife and children, and he might have to go to the market to buy goods in the future.

"I like people who can both pretend and pull."

After listening, Wang Meng gave a thumbs up, "Pragmatic."

After Wang Meng took the steamed buns, said goodbye, and left, Chen Zhou felt much more relieved.

This concludes another matter.

I don't know how many people I can help, or how much of a role I can play.

Although Wang Meng's videos don't have a very official style, the content is actually quite comprehensive. In addition, by using Chen Zhou, a small vendor, as an example, the laws and regulations become much more vivid.

"Hopefully it will be effective."

Chen Zhou thought to himself.

Of course, in the current situation, there's also the elderly gentleman mentioned in the [Diner Updates] who's coming today.

The YU7 stopped nearby after passing the stall.

Chen Zhou glanced at the car and saw a man wearing sunglasses get out.
grandfather?
Shouldn't it be a young person?
Chen Zhou was somewhat surprised.

However, the jade thumb ring on that person's finger looked somewhat familiar to him.

"We seem to have met somewhere before."

Chen Zhou suddenly remembered the old man who had bought the Suiyuan Food Menu porcelain plate from him for two thousand yuan, the "guide price"!
That's him—

The other person initially thought I was also an antique collector and even left their contact information, but we never got in touch again.
Wait a moment,
It's fun to drive old-fashioned cars, but it's also nice to drive trendy cars that appeal to young people.

Could this be the "playboy" mentioned in the food blogger's posts?
The more Chen Zhou thought about it, the more reasonable it seemed.

Not far away, the old man who got out of the car was clearly also heading towards Chen Zhou.

He greeted them:
"Hey kid, are you selling steamed buns here?"

"Yes," Chen Zhou waved back, "I didn't expect to see you here again."

After the other person approached, he introduced himself:

"What a coincidence! My name is Chen Zhou, what's your surname?"

"My surname is Yu, Yu Shaochun."

Grandpa Yu looked at Chen Zhou's stall.

Putting the steamed buns aside, what's most eye-catching about this stall is the sign that says "Fresh Meat Buns".

“Your sign is so big, I could see it from across the street.”

Then came the loudspeaker playing on a loop: "Meat buns~ Freshly steamed~ Made to order."

"Hey, this little girl's voice is quite charming."

Chen Zhou thought to himself:

This large signboard and the recording from the loudspeaker are all prepared for you.

"Isn't it just to attract business? You've come out for fun today, haven't you?"

Grandpa Yu replied, "A friend of mine has a grandson, so a group of us old folks went over for a visit. That's how we came across your stall on the way. It looks quite neat and tidy, not bad at all."

Chen Zhou smiled and said, "Last time you bought a porcelain plate from me at a high price, I would feel bad if I didn't invite you to try my cooking."

(End of this chapter)