After Aunt Zhang took a bite, the folds on her eyelids were pulled back by the shock in her heart. She looked at Yang Yi with bright eyes and said:
"Yang Yi, just go to our place selling Roujiamo. Your braised pork is better than the braised pork in all our Roujiamo!"
Yang Yi smiled noncommittally, and then responded: "Don't worry about it until you can't survive in Huaqing."
"Oh, look at what you said, you can't survive here, I'm afraid it won't be enough to sell hundreds of kilograms a day!"
Aunt Zhang said excitedly, and at the same time, she was also thinking smartly about making more Baiji steamed buns in the future.
Having braised pork like this might even help sell your own Baiji steamed buns!
It has to be said that business people have very active minds. Aunt Zhang and Huang Zhiqiang both thought about the benefits that Yang Yi's arrival would bring to them.
Chen Yongjun was eating meat buns beside him without saying a word.
When he took the first bite, the braised pork in his mouth became more and more fragrant as he chewed it, but deep inside he felt more and more sour.
Chen Yongjun's hometown is in the northwest. He has a son in primary school and a daughter in kindergarten.
In order to take care of the children in school, his wife had to stay in her hometown in the northwest to take care of the two children in school.
And he and his mother could only travel far away to earn money to support the family.
The smell of pig head meat in the Bai Ji bun in his mouth immediately reminded him of his wife and children who were still in his hometown.
In fact, apart from being busy when students are in school, the cafeteria is very relaxing during the three months of summer and winter vacation. You can even close the business and go home to rest.
But this is Huaqing University, and there are students who work hard even during summer and winter vacations.
In order to earn more money to support his family, Chen Yongjun did not go home to rest during the winter and summer vacations like other canteen workers.
Instead, he continued to run his own stall in order to earn more money so that his children could live a better life.
Yang Yi's Bai Ji Mo stuffed with pork head meat is very fragrant and delicious. It's so delicious that Chen Yongjun can't help but think of his wife and children in his hometown.
While eating, Chen Yongjun began to cry silently.
He missed home, his wife and children.
Who doesn’t want his wife to be by his side and watch his children grow up day by day?
Seeing her son's strange behavior, Aunt Zhang immediately asked anxiously: "Son, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying when the Roujiamo is so delicious?"
When Chen Yongjun heard his mother's concern, he couldn't help crying and said, "Mom, I miss Xiaohu and Xiaoyan."
Aunt Zhang was silent for a moment after hearing her son's words. Xiaohu and Xiaoyan were her grandson and granddaughter.
She immediately understood that her son was homesick.
Listening to her son's cry, Aunt Zhang immediately comforted him: "We won't work during the winter vacation this year. Go home early. Stop crying. Stop crying."
Then her heart gradually became sad.
Her wife left early, and she worked hard to raise Chen Yongjun alone.
I used to be so poor that I couldn't even afford a meat bun.
When Chen Yongjun was a child, every time she saw Chen Yongjun with a dirty face and eagerly watching others eating meat buns, she felt guilty in her heart.
It's all her fault that her dead wife left early.
Speaking of my dead wife, the first meal I treated her to when I first met her was Roujiamo.
Aunt Zhang was thinking silently in her heart, and couldn't help but think of Chen Yongjun's father.
Thinking of this, Aunt Zhang actually began to shed tears silently. The bitterness of pulling her child alone, and the guilt towards Chen Yongjun completely exploded at this moment.
Then Aunt Zhang hugged her son Chen Yongjun and started crying bitterly.
"Mom is incompetent, I'm sorry for you!"
Seeing the two people losing control, Huang Zhiqiang was confused. Why did he start crying while eating such delicious Baiji buns with pig head meat.
However, his wife was considerate and immediately stood up to comfort mother and son.
Seeing this scene, Yang Yi knew that his braised pork was successful.
Food is the sustenance of emotions and the bond of emotions.
If a dish fails to arouse any emotion in the diners, it is undoubtedly a failure.
A good meal can make people happy all day long, and can also remind people of the past in their hearts.
This is the unique charm of food.
This is also the reason why a dish cooked by my mother can make everyone lose at a Man-Han banquet.
Yang Yi took back his thoughts and planned to taste the braised pork made by himself.
Look at the color, it’s rosy and translucent, very attractive.
Smell the aroma, the various aromas blend together without overpowering the aroma of the pork itself.
In some braised pork, you can only smell the aroma of the medicinal ingredients, completely covering up the aroma of the pork itself. That kind of braised pork is undoubtedly a failure.
After taking a bite, Yang Yi chewed and tasted it carefully.
Needless to say about the taste, the saltiness is just right, and it also has the aroma of meat and a thorough blend of ingredients.
There is a slight sweetness in the mouth that cannot be tasted unless you taste it carefully. This is another effect of the sugar color, making the mouth softer.
In terms of taste, the meat skin is soft and tender, the fat is fragrant, the lean meat is juicy and juicy, and the multiple textures reach the ultimate point of pork.
Although some braised pork is also soft and glutinous, it will make your mouth sticky after you eat it.
This kind of braised pork is undoubtedly a failure because it contains too little fat and too much collagen.
This is also the reason why Yang Yi brine the pork head first when making brine.
Aunt Zhang and the two gradually stabilized their mood, and several people quickly cleared away the food on the table.
After thanking each other, they returned to their own stalls.
After all, they still have to open at noon, and they still have to continue their work.
While the pig's trotters were still being marinated, Yang Yi took out a whiteboard and a marker to price the braised pork.
Huaqing University has state subsidies and canteen prices are very cheap.
A serving of mapo tofu only costs two yuan, and a serving of vegetarian dishes only costs 50 cents.
Therefore, there are almost no dishes in the canteen that cost more than 10 yuan a portion.
Naturally, the stall contracted by Yang Yi will also be subsidized.
He calculated the cost and then wrote the price on the bulletin board.
A portion of pork head (half a catty) is 10 yuan.
A portion of pig ears (2 taels) is 10 yuan.
A portion of pig's trotters (half) is 10 yuan.
The price is neither high nor low, and the profit including subsidies is about 10%.
Seeing the price, Yang Yi nodded with satisfaction. It was easy to remember and calculate.
In fact, this kind of profit is quite rare in canteens.
But he didn't care. It was unrealistic for him to make a lot of money selling braised pork alone.
It was better to find a way to complete the system's task. After all, the task required 10,000 popularity points. He really didn't know how the popularity points were calculated.
But the more you sell, the better. Low prices are also one of the advantages in attracting diners.
He might as well be more Buddhist, after all, the system will reward the big level.
That was the flat floor of Yanjing No. 1 Courtyard, and Yang Yi felt excited just thinking about it.
Even if you sell it after you get it, you can still sell it close to a small target, and you don't have to make money by selling braised pork.
Moreover, he is only one person with limited manpower, and he cannot make more braised pork even though he works hard.
Walked out of the kitchen and came to the stall,
At this time, the canteen was filled with the sound of iron pots being flipped and the sound of the stove blowing. It was obvious that other stalls were also busy processing food.
Yang Yi was in a daze for a moment. He actually became a cook?
