pjbooks Chapter 11: Finding Those Who Are Kind at Their Core
Chapter 11: Finding Those Who Are Kind at Their Core
"Of course I'm afraid."
Li Hexiu smiled, her eyes curving into two crescent moons, revealing two small tiger teeth:
"But I trust you. When we sign the cooperation agreement, everyone will feel at ease."
"These days, contracts can't bind people; people change."
Ling Yun slowly sat down, his voice neither warm nor cold, as if he were talking about something that had nothing to do with him.
"My dad said so."
Li He laughed carefree, her hands behind her back, swaying gently, probably imitating her father scolding someone:
"Whether you're looking for a business partner or a husband, you have to find someone who is kind at heart. Even if that person doesn't want you anymore, they won't treat you in the cruelest way."
Ling Yun gripped the towel tighter, his knuckles turning slightly white.
"good!"
He raised his head, his gaze resolute: "Bring the contract tomorrow, and let's sign it!"
"However... let's keep things separate!"
He paused, then added, "If you want to help, I'll pay you 50 per hour. You can come by yourself or find someone else."
Li He jumped up, almost tipping her chair over, her eyes gleaming:
"There's no time tonight, let's do it tonight. I already have a lot of ideas. Starting tomorrow morning when you go to buy the goods, buying and preparing them—these are all materials!"
She thought for a moment, then added urgently:
"It would be best to start filming at your place tomorrow morning, starting the day you wake up. We can't keep preparing the ingredients in the dining car all the time; you can't fit them all in there!"
My home?
Lingyun remembered that small hole in the 350.
Even if you say it's home, nobody will believe you.
However, Li He is right. She will definitely need to put more refrigerators in her home, and she won't bring spices to the food truck anymore, since she will need to add more equipment later.
It seems that moving to a new house is now urgent.
"Tomorrow won't work, it's too rushed. I need to buy some appliances first, let's start the day after tomorrow."
Ling Yun had already planned out tomorrow's arrangements.
Buy good beef, look at houses, and then purchase equipment for blending spices and a refrigerator for storing meat.
He did a rough calculation and knew it would cost a lot of money, but he gritted his teeth and told himself that he had to spend the money.
Judging from the reactions of the diners tonight, I know my steak will definitely be a hit.
perhaps.
They can sell over 400 servings a day.
Even at half the rate, the daily turnover is expected to exceed five thousand.
These are all mine!
The foreseeable future is incredibly motivating.
"Okay, let's start tomorrow morning. I'll go back and write a proposal first."
Li He reached out and took the camera off Ling Yun's neck, carefully put it in her bag, and then skipped away, her ponytail swaying in the night breeze.
After tidying up the table, Ling Yun glanced down at her phone.
It's only nine o'clock.
He decided to do some of tomorrow's work first, so he headed towards a nearby shopping mall that was still open.
Take advantage of the national subsidies.
He first chose a 388L freezer.
This freezer can easily hold 500 pounds of meat.
In addition to the one that was already equipped on the food truck, there's no problem storing a thousand kilograms of meat. If more meat is needed in the future, the boss can arrange for daily delivery.
Then.
He then found the real estate agent's phone number on his phone's map, dialed it, and briefly stated that he wanted to rent a two-bedroom apartment for around two thousand yuan a month.
He plans to use one room as a living space and convert the other into an operating room.
After doing all this.
Lingyun then went to the hardware store and selected more than a dozen large iron basins of various sizes. These were for marinating beef and storing side dishes such as pasta.
After doing all this.
He then returned to the small rented house.
After smelling the aroma of top-quality meat all night, the stinking ditch at the entrance seemed even more foul.
Ling Yun forced himself to enter the house, suppressing his nausea.
Closing the door and turning on the exhaust fan helped a bit.
I sent Li Yi a few messages, asking him what the best meat he had on hand was. Then I clicked on the video that Zhang Moli had forwarded and started watching it.
You know what?
There's quite a lot to learn about spices.
Coriander seeds + cumin + fennel + turmeric = curry.
Rosemary is an essential ingredient in the classic Mediterranean flavor.
In Southeast Asia, lemongrass and citronella are preferred.
These are all spices commonly found in various regions and have permeated local cuisines.
China is also a master of using spices.
There was no bed in Lingyun's small house, so he sat cross-legged on the only clean and tidy mattress in the room, head down, and by the dim light of the bulb, he meticulously copied down the video, stroke by stroke:
The difference between light fragrance, sweet fragrance, and bitter fragrance.
The proportions of spices.
There is also a basic logic that focuses on the medicinal properties, is related to the four natures and five flavors, and is formulated according to the ratio of principal, assistant, adjuvant, and guide herbs.
The location of spices from different parts of the plant in the sachet varies.
Some of them can be smelled as soon as you get close.
Some, however, require frying or boiling to bring out their flavor.
These ones.
All of this was knowledge that Lingyun didn't know before.
He gained a completely new understanding of the use of spices.
The culinary school only provided a few general braising sauce packets, which weren't even as clear as these videos.
Ling Yun chewed on the pen, a soft sigh escaping his lips.
It seems Zhang Moli really put her heart into it.
No wonder she was able to concoct useful spices; it turns out she did her homework. Otherwise, relying on randomness would take forever.
of course.
Her luck wasn't just a fluke.
Even if you know the basic logic and can concoct a god-level recipe, there is no other reasonable explanation besides luck.
He watched several videos repeatedly, constantly taking notes of the key points, his pen scratching on the paper.
suddenly.
Lingyun's phone screen lit up and began to vibrate.
The caller was Li Yi, the butcher: "Want some good jerky? Who can afford it at your night market?"
Because he used to frequently get his hands on good meat.
Lingyun had some understanding of the prices.
The rare, high-quality meat that ordinary people can access generally costs around 500 yuan per kilogram.
This quality of beef.
A tomahawk steak (for two people) at a Michelin-starred restaurant typically costs between 1500 and 2500 yuan.
Li Yi occasionally manages to acquire high-end items.
That is, Japanese A5 level or M12 level.
The price is usually around 1000 yuan per 200 grams, which is 5000 yuan per kilogram or more.
This grade of meat is frequently counterfeited.
A better option is to use a lower grade, such as A4 or M9, to impersonate it.
The really ruthless ones will actually use high technology on you.
Beyond this price point, the price fluctuates greatly, sometimes even reaching tens of thousands of yuan per kilogram.
These things usually don't leak out.
Instead, it was used as a delicacy as a gift, or simply as a gimmick.
For example, Dubai Golden Steak.
Using edible gold leaf and truffles to artificially increase the price doesn't necessarily improve the taste.
Ling Yun was well aware of Li Yi's shock, but he still insisted:
"Brother, I've come up with a new dish. Only the finest meat can match it. It will definitely surpass all previous versions."
After Ling Yun finished speaking, he waited patiently for a while.
But then there was a sudden stop to the other end.
He took the phone away from his ear and stared at the screen for a long time. A full five minutes passed before Li Yi's voice came from the other end:
Are you sure?
"Absolutely true!"
"How does it compare to the best I've ever had?"
Li Yi's question stumped Ling Yun.
He's never eaten it before!
However, trusting in the system, he firmly stated:
"A qualitative leap!"
"You wait..." Li Yi shouted, then hurriedly hung up the phone.
Lingyun put down her phone, preparing to continue studying.
Suddenly, the phone rang again, and a number popped up on the screen with the note: "Fierce Woman (Guest)!"
He pressed the answer button, and a capable female voice came from the other end:
"Brother, you're looking for a place, right? Are you free now?"
Ling Yun was taken aback, his brows furrowing slightly:
How could it be her?