On the fourth and fifth days, Wang Fan’s stall continued to be extraordinarily busy. Thanks to his diverse operations, his tasks were completed much faster, and he felt much more at ease.
People just can’t relax, and once they do, they start wanting to do sothing new. After making fried buns and potstickers for a week, Wang Fan’s desire to explore new delicacies could no longer be suppressed.
So at the end of the fifth day, he dropped a bombshell... ahem, announced a big news.
Starting next week, fried buns and potstickers will only be available in the morning!
As for lunch and dinner?
Keeping it a mystery, stay tuned.
The students saw this news and wailed across the board: "Buddy, you can’t be so ridiculous, opening the door to extre and entering the house! Your fried buns are so delicious, how can you just change them like that?"
"Exactly, aren’t you afraid that we won’t support you then? Wouldn’t you lose out badly?"
"That’s right, I’ve only had 13 als of fried buns and potstickers. My taste buds tell they’re far from reaching their limit!"
Even Yang Wei tried to persuade earnestly, "Brother, can’t we just not be so capricious? I heard that there was an internet celebrity who changed their nu weekly, and netizens supported it, but that’s the internet, it’s not the sa. Let’s just focus on making fried buns and potstickers, alright?"
Wang Fan was mostly wrapped up in the cafeteria, and most of these students didn’t know him. Even those who did know him didn’t recognize him.
Wang Fan waved his hand and smiled, "Alright, alright, I’ll try it next week first. If you think it’s not tasty, I’ll change it back."
"Oh, my brother, you absolutely must change it back. Do you know how long I’ve been craving your stir-fry? Get on with making stir-fry next week!"
Zhu Yuxiao’s enthusiastic voice suddenly rang out, and his speech, which went against the grain of others, made the students look his way.
Shen Cong chid in, "Right, right! I strongly suggest the boss switch to stir-fry, I’ll definitely support daily!"
Others may not know, but the two of them have been longing for Wang Fan’s dishes for a long ti. Those colorful and aromatic dishes are almost becoming regulars in their dreams.
What? Why only colorful and aromatic?
Well, haven’t tasted it yet! How do I know how delicious it can be?!
This stir-fry must be arranged!
Zhu Yuxiao, being a social renegade type, saw that his classmates were all looking at him, and he patted his chest boldly, "Brothers and sisters, let the boss cook freely, I’ve seen him make those dishes before, absolutely as high as the boss’s standard! That flavor is superb, trust , we’ll eat well!"
Whether they trust Zhu Yuxiao or not, he doesn’t know, but Wang Fan’s words have been spoken, and the students can only helplessly and with a bit of anticipation wait for next week’s gourt food.
"Boss, are you really planning to change what you make?"
Wang Fan held Zhuo Qianqian’s hand and walked on the school’s shady path.
Zhuo Qianqian was also curious about Wang Fan’s decision.
"Boss, you seem to really enjoy changing different dishes to make, feels like you’re not doing it for the money."
Wang Fan smiled and said, "Making money is definitely necessary, but I prefer creating different delicacies, it also helps improve my cooking skills."
"Everything the boss makes is the best!"
Zhuo Qianqian looked at Wang Fan with sparkling eyes, her admiration unmistakable.
Wang Fan heard this, and his heart that weighed 800 pounds suddenly ballooned to 1600 pounds.
"Definitely."
"Boss, could you help wash my hair later? Slept wrong last night and ended up with a stiff neck, my arms are weak."
Zhuo Qianqian touched her long hair in disdain, "If I don’t wash it, feels like I can cook with it, and if I go like this tomorrow, I’d look terrible."
"Okay, let’s go, it’s not early, and it’s perfect to go back and simr the chicken soup."
Letting a guy into the bathroom for 10 minutes without a phone, he could shower, wash his hair, brush his teeth, and even smoke a small cigarette and have a quick dump, all about efficient ti managent and operation.
The makeup manual Wang Fan received included hair-washing techniques, but this was Wang Fan’s first practical test, and only then did he realize that girls could do so little in 10 minutes.
The breeze blows, and the lovely girl’s shiny black hair dances in the wind. The scene is beautiful, but unexpectedly, even washing hair is so tedious.
rely combing and wetting the hair already took three minutes.
Then squeezing shampoo onto the hands, spreading it evenly on the hair to lather, took another three minutes.
Rinse once, apply shampoo again...
Wang Fan is certain, if a man usually has little patience, he definitely wouldn’t want to help a girl wash her hair unless he genuinely likes her.
Yes, he likes Zhuo Qianqian, and he’s also patient, so these tedious steps are no big deal for him.
Zhuo Qianqian leaned over the sink, and Wang Fan stood beside her with the shower head. After trying the hot water temperature, he poured it onto Zhuo Qianqian’s head.
"Is the water temperature suitable?"
"Yes, boss."
Wang Fan gently massaged and washed the scalp with his fingers, "Is the pressure okay?"
"Perfect, boss, wow, you’re amazing, even better than when I wash it myself. Could you help wash it all the ti? Hehe."
"Sure, we’ll sign and seal a deal, whoever backs out is a puppy."
Once rinsed clean again, grabbed a dry towel, wrapped the long hair, and gently pressed from root to tip.
Then took another dry towel, wrapped the hair all around, and twisted it into a braid behind Zhuo Qianqian’s head.
"Go wash up, I’ll prepare the chicken soup, and I’ll blow-dry your hair in 10 minutes."
"Got it."
Zhuo Qianqian replied happily.
Returning to the RV after a few days made her heart a bit excited. Though small, it felt much more cozy and relaxing than the dorm.
Wang Fan entered the kitchen and started cleaning the pig stomach and chicken pieces, preparing to make a pig stomach chicken stew.
Unlike the one from Yunnan, where the focus was on eating, the one he’s making now is like the Guangfu style, focusing on drinking.
The chicken is a free-range hen over 3.5 years old, which has been soaked in wheat flour water for a while, and the pig stomach is taking a bath in another basin.
The first requirent of Guangfu-style soup is fresh and clean ingredients; without that, it’s a failed chicken soup.
After cleaning, Wang Fan began blanching.
After soaking chicken at in flour and salt, there’s little blood left, and after three rounds of blanching, the pot is very clean.
After blanching the pig stomach, Wang Fan didn’t pack the chicken inside but directly cut it into pieces and started frying.
Aromatically fried ginger and pepper powder, threw the chicken and boiling water into the pot, and the rich fragrance instantly started wafting through the RV.
Switched to the lowest heat and let it simr away, all these steps took only about 10 minutes.
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