Food Stall: Customers Chase Me across the Country-Chapter 288 - 289: Come On Out, Braised Pork with Preserved Vegetables

Chapter 288: Chapter 289: Come On Out, Braised Pork with Preserved Vegetables

"Boss, I have something good for you."

Just as he was about to start working, Zhuo Qianqian ran over, holding a rectangular box in her arms.

"Hurry up and open it, you’ll definitely like it."

Saying this, she looked at Wang Fan with anticipation.

Wang Fan took the box, estimating it to weigh about seven or eight pounds, quite heavy-handed.

"What is this? Is it a signboard?"

As he spoke, he opened the clasps on the box and took out a black object about 80 centimeters long and 50 centimeters wide, resembling an old-fashioned electronic wall calendar.

"What is this?"

Zhuo Qianqian pointed to the button on the lower right corner: "Try turning it on."

Wang Fan clicked the button, and the originally pitch-black screen lit up, followed by the image of a cute little cartoon girl appearing on the screen.

Wang Fan examined it carefully, and the little girl looked like a miniature version of Zhuo Qianqian.

Zhuo Qianqian proudly introduced, "I spent a whole week designing this. It has voice input capabilities, so in the future, you can tell it what food and portion sizes you made, and it will directly display on the screen. It also has an AI infrared sensing device, which can be placed anywhere around your food outlet. Every time a dish comes out, it can automatically detect and deduct the corresponding number of dishes. However, my technical skills are limited, and it can currently support up to 3 types of food simultaneously."

She stuck out her tongue in slight embarrassment at the end.

Wang Fan said dumbfoundedly, "So, have you been busy with this every night lately?"

Zhuo Qianqian nodded with a grin, "So many people line up, each asking questions. You barely get a chance to drink water throughout the day. With this, it becomes convenient... Mmm..."

She couldn’t finish her sentence, as Wang Fan sealed her lips with his own.

After a while, they separated, and Wang Fan held Zhuo Qianqian’s cheeks in his hands and said seriously, "No need to rush in the future; what if you exhaust yourself?"

Gasping for breath, Zhuo Qianqian felt she was on the brink of oxygen deprivation.

"Got it, got it. I’ll head back to class now."

Saying this, she dashed off with flushed cheeks.

The counter was something she had completed days ago. After building the model, she looked for labor, and the package was delivered just this morning.

As soon as class ended, she hurriedly delivered it to Wang Fan, so he could use it at noon.

With this thing, it’s clear what dishes are offered and how many servings are remaining, saving him from repeatedly answering students’ questions.

Holding the heavy object, Wang Fan’s smile grew even wider.

"Braised pork rice, 25 yuan per serving, total 600 servings."

As soon as Wang Fan finished speaking, the counter directly displayed the content he just said: "Setup complete, current balance: 600 servings of braised pork remaining."

It sounded a bit like Zhuo Qianqian’s voice but more electronic. Not too loud but very clear.

This thing is really well-made!

Wang Fan praised inwardly, placed it to the right of his food outlet, and started preparing to cook.

He took out bundled dried mustard greens, untied them, placed them in a large basin, and washed them thoroughly. Dried mustard greens, during the drying process, often hide mud and sand, which significantly affects taste if not cleaned properly.

The ones he bought were salted, so he needed to wash them several times; otherwise, controlling the saltiness while cooking the meat would be difficult.

After washing the dried mustard greens, he chopped them into small cubes about 1 centimeter long, creating a small hill when finished.

He took out fresh pork belly, simmered it in cold water with scallions and ginger, and took it out once the blood and scum stopped coming out.

Then, he performed a standard "Madam Rong Pro MAX needle poke set" on the pigskin.

After poking holes, he took the dark soy sauce and evenly colored the pigskin. After the dark soy sauce dried a bit in the air, he fried the pork belly pieces in an oil pan.

Meanwhile, he prepared a large basin of cold water; once the pork belly was fried, he took it out and soaked it in the cold water.

Once soaked, the pork belly was taken out, and small wrinkles were visible on the pigskin.

He quickly divided the pork belly into five pieces, then sliced them into thick slices about 3 millimeters thick. Any thinner, they’d lose texture; any thicker, they’d be difficult to cook and greasy.

The sliced meat was placed in a prepared seasoning basin, and each slice of pork was evenly and gently coated with sauce.

That sauce was the key to making his braised pork dish stand out.

Light soy sauce, dark soy sauce, oyster sauce, red fermented bean curd, sugar, salt, five-spice powder, Shaoxing wine...

After stir-frying scallions and garlic for aroma, he poured the sauce into the pan and stir-fried it. The high temperature infused the sauce flavor, ensuring he could beat major hotels’ braised pork dish.

Each slice of pork needs to soak in the large sauce basin for 20 minutes. During this, he started processing the dried mustard greens.

He dried the water in the pan, placed the prepared dried mustard greens in the pan, and stir-fried them over low heat.

Once the dried mustard greens were dry again and turned golden, Wang Fan sprinkled in some white sugar, stir-fried a few more times, then turned off the heat.

Wang Fan swung his custom large iron spoon, feeling it was handy as a weapon.

The iron spoon has another nickname elsewhere: shovel.

He took out stacks of small bowls, arranging pork belly slices with the skin facing down, placing ten slices evenly in the bottom of the bowl, one on the left and one on the right.

He sprinkled some dried mustard greens, drizzled a small spoonful of sauce, and put the bowls in trays previously used to make crispy roast pork. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Each tray held 20 bowls of meat, arranged neatly in five rows and four columns, pleasing to the eye.

At this moment, it was precisely 10 o’clock, an hour and a half before lunch. Wang Fan placed the 20 trays into the oven, started the steaming mode, then after each oven was spaced 5 minutes apart, pressed start.

To ensure the meat slices melt in your mouth, time needed to be exchanged.

A full 100 minutes of steaming was necessary for that special magic.

Stretching lazily, Wang Fan could finally relax for a bit and finally had time to play on his phone.

He clicked on the penguin app, which he hadn’t used for a while, and was bombarded with one @ message after another, almost crashing his new phone, leaving Wang Fan smiling wryly.

No need to guess; it must be that food lover’s group.

Once his phone recovered, he clicked in and couldn’t help but twitch his lips.

Because Shen Teng had already checked in at the Prime Minister statue.

This meant he was getting closer and closer to finding Wang Fan.

And he knew very well that once Shen Teng, the scout, arrived and released the news, a wave of foodies would likely swarm in, potentially affecting the school’s environment.