Free Web NovelChapter 717: Chapter 626: Anything Else Can Be Negotiated, But Not Snowy Flowing Sand!
"Wang Ge, what do you think of these breakfast options at the morning market?"
Liu Hehe curiously asked Wang Fan, "If you were the one making them, whose would taste better?"
Wang Fan replied while eating a fried cake, "They’re all pretty good, and indeed reasonably priced with decent ingredients. If I made them, there’s a high chance mine would taste better."
Liu Hehe was puzzled, "Are you going to add some special seasoning? Can simple breakfasts like these really have a difference in taste?"
Wang Fan nodded, "Take this fried cake for example. The crust is a bit overcooked; I could control the heat better, making it crispy without being tough. The layer beneath the crust is sticky but not completely soft. The bean paste inside has an industrial feel; hand-made would have a grainy texture and richer bean flavor. Plus, they added a bit too much rose jam, covering what little bean flavor there was. But for just one yuan each, this is already considered great value."
Liu Hehe gave a thumbs up and praised, "As expected from my Wang Ge. By the way, are you planning to set up a stall in our Erbin? If you do, what are you going to sell?"
Wang Fan quickly finished the fried cake in his hand and said, "Yes, I will, at my second uncle’s shop, close to the Ice and Snow World. I’ll sell our Northeast specialties. On the first day, I’m planning to make Snowy Bean Paste to lighten the load for our Northeast restaurants, and also to welcome these southern tourists."
"Snowy Bean Paste?!"
At that, three pairs of eyes instantly lit up.
Zhuo Qianqian excitedly said, "Boss, is it the same Snowy Bean Paste that won you the championship in the dessert contest? I was drooling watching it, and rushed during the holiday so didn’t even get to taste it."
Liu Hehe also nodded eagerly, "Is it the one that scalds the back of your head?! Wow, Wang Ge, I’ve been eating Snowy Bean Paste for over ten years, but never one with a flowy center. Just hearing you mention it is making my mouth water."
Liu Zhaofeng was obviously a devoted fan of this dish as well, "This is great, Wang Ge, you have no idea. When your Snowy Bean Paste won the championship, chefs from all over the Northeast went crazy. During that time, the only dish people wanted was that one. They didn’t mind the trouble, but even their flowy centers couldn’t compare to yours. When you bring out this big weapon, those southern princesses are going to be overjoyed."
Wang Fan laughed and said, "Is it that serious? It’s just a dish, why are the chefs so excited?"
Liu Zhaofeng explained, "It’s because our Northeast cuisine isn’t part of the Eight Major Cuisines, so the chefs often feel it’s inferior. Your Snowy Bean Paste winning on such a big stage was a huge morale boost for them; that day, every Snowy Bean Paste in the city was at a 30% discount. If you made an appearance at those restaurants, I’m sure the owners would give you a free meal, maybe even treat you like a VIP."
Wang Fan hadn’t thought of it that way, but he didn’t plan on taking advantage of the restaurants: "No need for free meals. I’m just worried that if I make Northeast dishes, people will say I’m ruining their reputation."
Liu Hehe immediately patted his chest, "No way! Wang Ge, just do it. Our Northeast chefs won’t say you’re ruining their reputation. In fact, some of them might want to learn from you. Our Northeast men are super generous."
"By the way."
Liu Hehe remembered his dad’s advice, "Wang Ge, are you giving away any free stuff?"
Wang Fan was surprised, "How did you know I was planning to give them out for free? I was going to give out Snowy Bean Paste for free, but limit it to two per person."
Liu Hehe quickly said, "Please don’t. My dad warned me repeatedly not to let you give anything away for free. If you do, it’ll be tough for the other restaurants, and it might not turn out well."
Wang Fan hadn’t thought about it that deeply; he just wanted to contribute, but since others mentioned it, there must be a reason. He agreed, "Alright, then not free. Selling at 4 yuan each should be okay, right?"
"Dad said as long as it’s not free, everything else is up to you."
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"Ah... Playing is really exhausting; finally, I can relax by going back to work."
"You can say that at home, but if others hear it, you might get beaten up."
"This is home, isn’t it? Hehehe."
Wang Fan and Zhuo Qianqian had been playing for more than a week. They skated on ice, sled down snowy hills, and went drifting in the icy snow. With Liu Hehe and Liu Zhaofeng accompanying them, they tried out almost everything fun.
Playing too much is tiring, and now that most schools are on winter break, more tourists are coming. It’s the perfect time to reopen the business.
"Boss, do you want to say something to your fans and customers for tomorrow’s reopening?"
Wang Fan said, "Just the same as before, as long as the notice is clear."
Zhuo Qianqian giggled, "Alright, leave that to me."
Picking up Wang Fan’s phone, Zhuo Qianqian opened Weibo and started brainstorming what to write.
Wang Fan’s Weibo is very lively now, with a flood of comments every day. After all, he hasn’t been open for nearly a month, not even sharing his nightly food posts that everyone loves to hate but misses dearly.
As for those posts, they’re tormenting to see, but not seeing them also makes you uneasy for a day. Ultimately, I can debate whether to look or not, eat or not, but you can’t just not post!
If you don’t post, you’re taking away my right to choose!
Zhuo Qianqian didn’t dwell on it too much; she quickly typed up a short message. Calling it a message is a bit much—she just posted a few words: "I’m Back."
