pjbooks Chapter 50 This is all dirty, we can't eat it!
Chapter 50 This is all dirty, we can't eat it!
"Tiger, stop keeping me in suspense and tell me!"
Ling Yun put down the shovel in his hand, turned around, and a genuine sense of curiosity appeared in his eyes.
He had never experienced official assistance before!
"Look over there!"
Tiger raised his chin and pointed to the seaside, the place where the Culture and Tourism Bureau had asked Lingyun to open this afternoon.
seaside.
A giant doll was swaying in the sea breeze, with only air coming out from its feet. Its two huge legs swayed back and forth in the wind, like someone who was drunk.
Ling Yun squinted and looked closely, vaguely seeing an apron pattern on it, and a bad feeling immediately arose in his heart.
His face was filled with terror:
"Could it be... there's a picture of me on it?!"
"You guessed right!"
Tiger patted his shoulder with a cheerful smile, his palm thick and strong:
"Your GG is everywhere – train stations, bus stations, airports, and even the subway. Now you're the city's food ambassador."
He paused, his tone becoming more serious:
"Of course, whether you can catch it or not depends on your performance next. You need to be careful about your words and actions."
Lingyun had never experienced anything like this before.
For a moment, I didn't know whether to be happy or sad.
Fortunately, he has one advantage:
If you can't figure it out, then don't think about it.
"Let's prepare the ingredients first!"
Ling Yun turned around and went back to the food cart, taking out the ducks one by one, and also taking a few more iron buckets, preparing to start researching braised dishes.
He didn't know if the steak could withstand ten hours of cooking.
If we can produce braised duck of A++++++ level quality, that can last for a long time.
The braising liquid for this dish is almost ready.
With just a few more experiments and optimizations, we can stock up in large quantities.
Boss Li probably also took into account the lack of manpower here, so all the duck feathers were cleaned. Otherwise, just for plucking, Ling Yun would have to hire four or five more people.
"I'll make extra braised vegetables today."
Ling Yun first took out the ducks one by one and began to cut them. The blade made a crisp, snapping sound as it sliced through the duck skin.
"Brother Tiger, could you please bring me some more ducks? I need to do some food tasting today, and I'm worried we won't have enough."
"Isn't that enough?"
Tiger was stunned for a moment, his eyes widening in surprise.
Knowing that Lingyun might extend its business hours, he brought in nine hundred portions of steak and one hundred ducks.
I was worried that Ling Yun couldn't handle this, but unexpectedly, Ling Yun asked for more.
"Okay, Li He, could you say hello to He Yu and ask him to help promote it at school? They say you can come and try the braised duck for free this morning!"
Ling Yun kept her head down, busy with her work, without even looking up.
He himself didn't know how much he would produce, but if more people came, he would just give each person a small portion, so that everyone could have a taste.
"good!"
Li He responded and picked up the phone to begin the process.
Lingyun then started adding ingredients to the braising liquid. In addition to the normal recipe, she added salt, light soy sauce, and dark soy sauce to maintain the color, flavor, and salt content of the braising liquid.
Add it in one spoonful at a time.
The dark brown broth swirls in the pot, creating fine bubbles.
He then divided the brine into small pots, preparing a quantity to brush the stove to increase the chances of triggering inspiration.
He Yu received Li He's call and quickly got out of bed.
He first sent a message in the part-time job group.
Xiao San and Xiao Si, who had tasted Lingyun Steak, were the first to respond, followed by some classmates who were also planning to work there part-time, who were also preparing to check it out.
then.
He Yu then went to his class group chat and called out to several of his friends.
There are already more than ten people here.
He dared not shout any more for the time being, fearing that if too many people went, there wouldn't be enough to go around, and it might cause a scene.
On the other side, Ning Jing also started her workday.
She took out her extra portion, plated it, placed it in the client lounge, told her colleagues they could give it to the guests, and then went out to look at properties.
morning.
A middle-aged woman with gray hair pushed her child into the store.
Everyone in the shop knows this mother.
Her name is Hao Chunhua, and she is a resident of the neighborhood.
Because her son suffers from anorexia, the ten-year-old child looks smaller than a six or seven-year-old, and she has been seeing doctors.
She planned to sell the house, but due to the current decline in housing prices and her urgent need to sell, the house, which was originally worth more than 1.3 million, is now being offered at a 20% discount, with the asking price only slightly over 1 million.
What's infuriating is that...
When people saw her situation, they all tried to bargain hard, basically asking for 600,000 yuan.
The key issue is that she really can't accept 600,000.
This price isn't even enough to pay off a bank loan. Selling it would only leave her with debt, and not selling it would also leave her with debt, leaving her completely exhausted.
She comes whenever she has free time these days.
I just wanted to ask if anyone offered a higher price.
"Ms. Hao, we don't have any today. We'll check again when the manager returns. Please have a seat."
The shop assistant led her to the lounge to sit down.
"Sweetie, sit here for a while, Mommy will go out and take a look."
Hao Chunhua was anxious, so she left the child in the rest room and followed the shop assistant out to ask again.
This child is so pitiful.
She's ten years old, and she's still being pushed around in a stroller every day; she looks very thin and small.
Due to long-term malnutrition, he suffers from osteoporosis and is afraid of bumping into things and getting injured, so he can't go to school.
He was already weak, and could only drink a little bit of juiced food, so he would never move if he could lie down.
But for some reason today.
As he was alone in the room, his nose was gradually drawn to a slightly spicy aroma.
This puzzled him greatly.
Normally, he feels nauseous at the slightest smell of oil, let alone chili peppers.
But this fragrance is quite unique:
The slight spiciness didn't bother him; instead, it acted like a key, quietly unlocking his taste buds.
He had never felt so hungry.
He tried to get up, following the scent, but failed.
The thin arm held up for a few seconds before collapsing limply back down.
He waited a long time the second time.
After gathering some strength, he tried a different method, turning around and sliding off the stroller.
This time it went much more smoothly.
His thin body couldn't even reach the middle railing, and he easily slipped to the ground.
He staggered to the table, and then encountered a second problem:
He wasn't tall enough to reach the food on the table.
Fortunately, there was a plastic bag on the edge of which was sticking out.
He didn't know where he got the strength, but he gripped the plastic bag and sat down without a care in the world.
With a snap.
I heard a distinct sound of something falling to the ground.
Hao Chunhua and the shop assistants outside the door were stunned.
A moment later, everyone rushed into the customer lounge.
"Ouch!"
Hao Chunhua panicked as soon as she saw it.
Her son was sitting on the ground, picking up something from the ground and putting it in his mouth.
She rushed forward in three quick steps and scooped her son up in one swift motion:
"Son—you can't eat things on the ground...they're dirty...you know that..."
Speaking of it.
The tissue she pulled out stopped in mid-air; her hand froze.
The agents all lowered their gazes and looked down at the ground.
"It's...it's braised duck that the store manager brought!"
A scream woke Hao Chunhua.
"eat!"
Hao Chunhua's eyes reddened, and she squatted down while holding her son, reaching out to grab the fattest duck leg.
"No, Sister Hao!"
The real estate agent next to her quickly grabbed her hand:
"This is all dirty, you can't eat it!"
"Never mind that!"
Hao Chunhua suddenly flung her hand away with such force that the shop assistant staggered back several steps.
At this point, she couldn't care less.
It doesn't matter how dirty or greasy it is, the key is that her son is willing to eat it.
"no!"
The shop assistant rushed forward again, shouting anxiously:
"We have clean ones!"
The other employees then realized what was happening.
They rushed out and brought back all the duck parts that had been allocated to them, placing them box by box in front of Sister Hao's son.
Under the spotlight.
The child stretched out his greasy hands again.