0p0 Chapter 190 Dividing the Buns
Chapter 190 Dividing the Buns
"Everyone, hurry up and get the plates and chopsticks, we're going to distribute the steamed buns."
The chef called everyone to get their things, and then first placed a large plate in front of Mingwan and Zhaolin.
"Mr. Ming, Mr. Zhao, please try these buns. They contain both shredded potato buns and mashed potato buns."
Mingwan nodded, letting his master go about his business. "Alright, you all go and share the food, don't worry about us here."
"Alright," the master said, then dragged his plump body away.
Zhao Lin looked at the steamed buns in front of her, picked one up with her chopsticks, and said, "Your steamed buns are as beautiful as ever, and the portions are huge."
"When selling items, they must look good, be expensive, and be large."
Ming Wan also picked up a bun with his chopsticks and put it in his mouth. He nodded in satisfaction. He was eating a mashed potato bun. The delicate, soft, and savory mashed potato, combined with the tender white dough, suited his taste perfectly. He felt it was really delicious.
Zhao Lin was also very satisfied with her potato buns. The spicy potato shreds were crisp and refreshing, and the timing was just right. The potato shreds weren't steamed until they were too soft, but their freshness and crispness were preserved. Combined with the soft dough, the crispness and softness, the spiciness and mildness, complemented each other perfectly.
"Great, great! Your shredded potatoes are really delicious, much better than the potato buns you made before."
Mingwan smiled as he heard her praise, "Of course, this potato supplier is exclusive, so it's definitely different from the ordinary ones we had before."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Lin temporarily put down her steamed bun. "I've heard you talk about this mysterious supplier before, saying it was a trade secret of yours and you didn't tell me back then. But now that I'm opening a shop, you have to tell me, right?"
Mingwan nodded, "Of course, I didn't tell you before because I was afraid I would accidentally reveal it. Now that you're working in the industry yourself, I know you won't easily tell me, otherwise you'll be the one who suffers."
Zhao Lin nodded, "Okay, I won't. I've never been a blabbermouth. Tell me."
"Okay, then I'll tell you, these potatoes come from..."
After listening to Mingwan's explanation, Zhao Lin was quite satisfied. "Not bad, not bad. The quality of these potatoes will definitely make delicious fries in our shop. I'll contact Boss Xia right away today."
"Okay, go ahead and contact him. Boss Xia has quite a lot of stock on hand right now, but it might not be possible for you to supply him long-term."
After all, fries are not like steamed buns, where you can change the flavor anytime.
"What's the big deal? I'll just switch to the regular version and release other new products, like vegetable strips. With such good vegetables, it's easy to develop something that tastes pretty good."
"Okay, then go ahead."
Seeing that Zhao Lin couldn't sit still, Ming Wan let her leave.
Of course, when she left, she asked the chef to pack a big bag of steamed buns for her to take home and eat.
After the installer finished assembling the food for her, he gave some to the boss, and then the employees shared it among themselves.
Aside from what everyone just ate, each person can now get at least seven or eight.
Mingwan stood up, looked at everyone and said, "Everyone, tidy up the place a little more and then go home. Just come to work on time tomorrow."
"Okay, Mr. Ming, don't worry."
The employees happily saw off their boss and then began distributing the steamed buns.
"These steamed buns are really good. I happen to have one left at home."
“I live alone right now, so these buns are fine for me to have for breakfast tomorrow.”
"Oh dear, that would be a waste for you. These buns taste best when they're fresh. Why don't you just give them to me? You can come to the shop to eat them tomorrow."
"I won't allow it. We won't be able to eat so freely at the store tomorrow. I won't give it to you."
After chatting and laughing, the group finished distributing the steamed buns and then went home.
Peng Gao was extra careful when he squeezed onto the subway with his steamed buns, afraid that someone might crush them.
Thankfully, the subway wasn't too crowded today, even though it was crowded, and he successfully protected his steamed buns.
When he got home, his parents were still there, and his younger brother was sitting in his seat watching TV.
When she saw him come back, she called out, "Brother, you're off work so early?"
"Yes, today is just some preparatory work; we'll officially start work tomorrow."
After changing his shoes, he walked up to his family, shaking the brown paper bag containing steamed buns in his right hand.
"Ta-da! Look what good stuff I have here!"
"Wow, it's steamed buns!" The younger brother's eyes lit up immediately.
Peng's mother smiled and said, "He said he was wondering if you would bring back steamed buns when you left home today. I told him not to daydream, but he actually did bring them back."
Peng Gao opened the bag and asked his family to get some steamed buns.
"It's nothing. Tonight, we're mainly here to do some preparation work and try out the new products. Each of our employees got seven or eight buns today, and I even ate three at the store."
Mr. Peng also picked one up, "A new flavor! What kind of bun is this?"
"It's a potato bun. I can taste the shredded potatoes," the younger brother said after taking a bite.
Mr. Peng nodded, "Oh, you can even make steamed buns from potatoes? Your boss is really creative."
Peng Gao shook his head, "We used to have potato buns in our shop, but those buns tasted pretty much the same as usual. No, the chive buns I gave you before were so delicious that I didn't bring them back. This time they're so delicious, of course I have to save them for you to try."
The younger brother sat on the sofa, eating steamed buns with a satisfied expression. "It's so nice, brother. You're so lucky. If I work for you, I'll eat steamed buns every day."
Peng's mother patted her youngest son's head and said, "Oh, don't. Your brother works very hard there, and these buns are only available when the boss is being kind. You can't expect to eat them for free every day. You still need to study hard so you can eat as many as you want in the future."
"Okay, I will definitely study hard in the future so that my family can eat as much as we want every day."
Peng Gao smiled as he listened to his younger brother's innocent words. He really liked the family atmosphere he had now, as he had stopped studying after graduating from high school.
In a society where master's degree holders make up the majority of the workforce, a high school graduate like him knows exactly what jobs he can do.
The atmosphere at home was very tense at the time. His parents kept urging him to repeat a year of high school, but he refused.
As expected, I didn't find a satisfactory job after that, and I kept doing manual labor in various factories or milk tea shops.
Later, he found a job doing odd jobs at the Royal Chef Steamed Bun Shop behind the canteen. His parents seemed to have resigned themselves to his behavior over the past few years and stopped interfering, though they couldn't help feeling a little regretful at times.
However, the situation improved significantly after the food competition. The steamed bun shop became more and more famous, and his salary also increased.
The steamed buns he brought back were always eaten clean by his family, and relatives and neighbors would often praise him to his parents for being capable, which improved the atmosphere at home considerably.
"Here, have another one, it's so delicious."
“Okay, Mom.” Peng Gao smiled and stepped forward.