Food Intelligence King

Chapter 5 New Intelligence, Misunderstanding?
For three consecutive days, I kneaded the dough and prepared the filling, along with practicing whenever and wherever I could.

Chen Zhou believes he has reached a 70/100 proficiency level in making steamed buns.

The main problem is its appearance.

If you aim for twenty-four pleats, the process will be slow. If you prioritize speed, you can only achieve a passable standard, falling slightly short of his ideal bun shape.

But in terms of taste, there shouldn't be any problem.

Even without setting up a stall to sell goods these past few days, the positive reviews I've received have jumped to 22.5.

Besides the mother and daughter praising it highly,
After giving it to the neighbor across the hall, I also received:

"Brother, did you make this? It's much better than what you buy outside." Such positive feedback.

While there might be some exaggeration in the context of interpersonal relationships, the +1 positive review number indicated by the system is a genuine one.

this morning,

New intelligence has been released.

[Food News]: Within five kilometers of Sunshine City residential area, the stall with the best pork quality is the first stall on the east side of the market, Yongjia Fresh.

[Diner's Update]: Lin Yifan has gotten a little tired of eating steamed buns these past few days.

[Market News]: The old lady who sells roujiamo (Chinese hamburger) in the northwest corner is planning to sell her food cart at a low price because the urban management officers are requiring her stall to be merged.

Only three sets of information appeared this time, and the next refresh time will be three days later.

Unfortunately, the "Street Gossip" feature never appeared again.

"Looks like I got rare information on my first try, which is a newbie perk."

"To increase the chances of getting valuable intelligence, we still need to upgrade the system level."

However, this intelligence turned out to be quite useful.

This should be the focus of Chen Zhou's attention, and the specific content that follows the shift in his life center.

The first item is still about ingredients.

It directly provides an assessment of the pork quality.

There are five or six butcher shops in the Xingfu vegetable market alone.

Comparing everything one by one is time-consuming and laborious; with this information, we can save a lot of time.

However, I'm very familiar with Yongjia Fresh, the first store on Dongshu. It's the stall that Chen Zhou deliberately avoided.
He just had a bad impression of the boss.

He had a big gold chain and a small gold watch, exuding a strong gangster vibe. Unexpectedly, he was the most reliable person within a ten-mile radius.

It really proves the saying that you can't judge a book by its cover.

This also served as a reminder to Chen Zhou that when he sets up a stall, he needs to maintain a professional image.

The second point is mentioned in the "Diner's Updates" section: my wife is getting a little tired of eating steamed buns.

Chen Zhou apologized for this.

In a normal family's daily life, if there are leftover steamed buns at night, they will definitely be eaten for breakfast the next day.

The day before yesterday was the weekend.

Chen Zhou experimented at home, eating the same food every meal. But even if it was delicious, the mother and son would eventually get tired of it.

It's tough on my wife; she doesn't say anything, but she acts like she's very supportive.

Finally, the food cart mentioned in the market news is also a useful piece of information.

Chen Zhou has been thinking about buying a small car these past few days.

If used properly, it can save you money.

In his memory, the old lady's roujiamo (Chinese hamburger) stall was quite clean, and Chen Zhou had bought from her a few times before.

The old man is now planning to sell at a low price, which perfectly matches Chen Zhou's needs.

"The butcher may leave, but his stall remains. However, the old lady might leave at any time. It would be best to resolve this as soon as possible."

Chen Zhou decided to go there and inquire about it this morning.

As for breakfast.

Chen Zhou walked towards the mother and daughter who were braiding their hair:
"Let's not eat steamed buns today; we're probably tired of them after eating them for several days in a row."

Chen Taotao, ignoring her elderly mother who was braiding her hair, turned to look at Chen Zhou:

"Then I want to eat it."

Thankfully, the little girl hadn't learned any tongue twisters; Chen Zhou was genuinely afraid she'd come up with a whole list of dishes like steamed bear's paw, steamed deer tail, roast duck, and roast goose.
"No problem, Dad will take you."

Ms. Lin, who scrolled through her phone at least ten times that night, thinking, "My daughter is starting kindergarten, I must braid her hair into these sweet and cute braids," ultimately couldn't handle her lively and active daughter.

After straightening Tao Tao's little head, I simply combed it into two small buns on either side.

She then said to Chen Zhou, "You take Tao Tao there, I'll buy something near the company."

Watching her daughter run off with a "thump thump thump," Lin Yifan sighed helplessly.

Sometimes, she imagines herself like those "perfect moms" described online, dressing her daughter up beautifully.

But things don't always go as planned, and all sorts of little problems arise.

But it's good that we don't have to eat steamed buns today.

Chen Zhou was changing shoes with his daughter at the shoe cabinet when he inadvertently noticed his wife looking at him.

A hint of a smile played at the corners of his eyes. If it weren't for today's intelligence, Chen Zhou would probably have ignored it altogether.

He asked with a smile, "Why are you looking at us?"

Lin Yifan: "Be careful on the road."

"Don't worry, your daughter is very safety-conscious."

Tao Tao swung her little legs: "Teacher Li taught me not to do dangerous things~"

Chen Zhou patted his daughter's head. It seems that attending kindergarten wasn't a waste of time.

Just as he was about to leave, his wife called out to him again: "Hey, do you have enough money?"

Chen Zhou nodded: "That's enough."

It's enough for now; it's fine for taking my daughter out for breakfast. But buying a food cart without installments would probably be a problem.

However, after hearing his wife's words, Chen Zhou roughly understood. There were definitely no problems with logistical support.

The northwest corner is a subway transfer station, and the passenger flow is very large during rush hour every day.

The crowd poured out from underground into the surface, and then poured back into underground.

After dropping his daughter off at kindergarten, Chen Zhou immediately went to find the old woman.

I took the opportunity of eating a roujiamo (Chinese hamburger) to start a chat with her.

"Auntie, I heard that the urban management officers are requiring the stalls here to be merged and managed in a more standardized way. Where are you going to move to in the future?"

The old lady also had her own unspeakable suffering.

He frowned and said, "Don't even mention it. I don't want to work anymore. I might as well go back to my hometown and take care of my grandson."

Chen Zhou was delighted upon hearing this and said directly, "How about this, ma'am, you name a price, I want to take over this car."

Upon hearing this, the old lady selling roujiamo (Chinese hamburger) immediately had her eyes light up.

"Don't worry, young man, I'm selling it cheap."

"Selling cheap" means the vehicle and equipment are sold for 2,500.

Chen Zhou was tempted.

When he was buying supplies for his stall these past two days, he also checked the prices of food carts.

They're not cheap.

This is like selling shovels to gold prospectors.

Whether you can make money by setting up a stall is hard to say, but people who sell cars can make a lot of money.

The food cart belonging to the older woman is in good condition.

There were only minor scratches, no major accidents.

Moreover, they just replaced two sets of batteries, saying that they use the same lithium batteries as the green-plated vehicles currently on the road.

The cookware was also readily available, although baking flatbread and steaming buns are not the same thing.

But as long as it can be heated, it can meet the requirements with slight modifications.

The price is quite reasonable.

The only problem is that Chen Zhou doesn't actually have that much money on hand right now.

"I'll go back and discuss it with my wife."

The old lady had been running a small business for over ten or twenty years, and upon hearing Chen Zhou's reply, she immediately assumed the business was doomed.

The light in his eyes went out as well.

Seeing this, Chen Zhou quickly emphasized, "Auntie, please don't misunderstand, I really want to buy it."

"Hey, bargain!" the old lady selling roujiamo thought to herself. "I've sold more roujiamo than you've eaten them. Young man, you think you can fool me with your little tricks?"

She put extra meat in Chen Zhou's roujiamo (Chinese hamburger) and then said:
"Alright, young man, it's eighteen thousand, fixed price."

"I'll call my wife right now."

(End of this chapter)