lerbook Chapter 244 Tasting Salted Vegetables
Chapter 244 Tasting Salted Vegetables
Aunt Wang responded and brought over two small glass dishes, one containing tender ginger sprouts and the other containing strips of green lettuce.
Judging by its appearance, the tender ginger sprouts are golden in color with a hint of pink.
The lettuce strips are a tender green color, and under the sunlight, they even appear translucent.
Su Qingjiang first picked up a piece of lettuce with his chopsticks and put it in his mouth.
"These pickled vegetables are really well pickled. They are salty and savory with a hint of Sichuan peppercorn oil that makes them slightly numbing. They are also very crisp and fragrant, and they go very well with porridge."
Xiang Jiayu tasted the tender ginger sprouts and showed an approving expression on her face.
"It's really delicious. This ginger doesn't have that overly pungent ginger taste. It's also very crunchy and has a great texture. I've heard that eating more ginger is good for your health, Qingjiang, you should eat more of it too."
She knew Su Yuanrui didn't like ginger, so she prepared to serve him some lettuce strips.
Unexpectedly, Su Yuanrui couldn't wait any longer. He stretched out his spoon, scooped a large spoonful of tender ginger sprouts onto the porridge, and ate it in one gulp.
The little guy didn't frown at all; instead, his eyes sparkled, and he smacked his lips, calling out indistinctly.
"So delicious! It's like popping candy, cool, sweet, and a little spicy. I want more!"
Instead of being picky about food like before, he drank another half bowl of porridge with the ginger sprouts until his belly was round and full, showing an astonishingly good appetite.
Xiang Jiayu was both surprised and delighted, and quickly grabbed a tissue to wipe his mouth.
"RuiRui, don't you hate the taste of ginger the most? Why are you eating so much today?"
Su Yuanrui puffed out his small chest and said with particular determination.
"This is different. It doesn't burn my throat, and it smells good. Mom, I'm going to take this to kindergarten today. I want to eat this for lunch too."
Su Qingjiang and Xiang Jiayu exchanged a glance and couldn't help but laugh.
The two of them now admire Chen Yuan to the point of worship, because only Chen Yuan could get Su Yuanrui to change his picky eating habits.
Su Qingjiang said, "Chen Yuan's skills are indeed very good. He can make such a simple pickled vegetable dish so delicious. No wonder his business is so booming."
After saying that, he looked up at Su Qingxue, who was quietly eating porridge beside him, and said earnestly.
"Qingxue, I no longer question your decision. You have a great eye, a very unique perspective, and I think your shop will definitely be a great success after it opens."
Xiang Jiayu also said with a smile, "Yes, when your store opens, we'll go eat there. Please don't make us wait in line!"
Su Qingxue smiled gently: "Brother and sister-in-law, I'm so glad I have your support. I didn't dare tell my mother about this. She would definitely disagree. She's always thought of me as just a pretty face, and she would never let me do something like this."
Su Qingjiang said, "Tell him after you succeed. That's how parents are. Once you've achieved something, they naturally won't object anymore."
Encouraged by her brother and sister-in-law, Su Qingxue became even more determined in her beliefs.
At this moment, Su Yuanrui said to Su Qingxue, "Auntie, when can I play with Youyou again? I still want to eat Uncle Cheng Yuan's barbecue."
Su Qingxue hadn't gone on a date with Chen Yuan for a long time, so she readily agreed.
"Then let me ask your Uncle Chen Yuan when Youyou will be available. If possible, we should be able to meet this week."
"That's great! Thank you, Auntie!"
At this moment, Xiang Jiayu suddenly said, "Xiaoxue, how about we invite Chen Yuan and Youyou over for dinner this weekend? Come to think of it, your brother and I haven't met you, our business partner, yet."
Su Qingxue, feeling guilty, quickly waved her hand in refusal.
"Let's forget about it. It's not a holiday, so it's not really appropriate to meet up. No need, no need. I don't think it's necessary to go to so much trouble. Let's just go out to eat."
Xiang Jiayu had been observing his expression, and seeing his somewhat flustered appearance further confirmed her suspicions.
Su Qingxue probably has feelings for this Chen Yuan.
Thinking of this, Xiang Jiayu gave Su Qingjiang a helpless look.
At this moment, Su Qingxue leaned back in her chair, looking at the empty bowl of porridge and the empty dish of pickled vegetables on the table, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously turned up.
"Wow, how come my senior brother is so amazing?"
Until noon.
While Su Qingxue was checking the renovation progress at the new store, Chen Yuan called.
Upon hearing this good news, Su Qingxue immediately mobilized all her resources without hesitation, fearing that poor sales of pickled vegetables might undermine Chen Yuan's confidence.
As it turned out, she was worrying unnecessarily.
After the salted vegetable shop officially launched, its momentum was even stronger than expected.
Salted vegetables are different from chili oil because they are made with cucumbers, cowpeas, and tender ginger sprouts. The cost of these vegetables is low, so the price is not high.
The glass jars contain tender cucumbers, tender ginger sprouts, and crisp lettuce. Each jar contains about half a pound of these, and the price ranges from 10 to 20 yuan.
Students can easily afford two cans.
Although the old neighbors around here can no longer have hot steamed buns and porridge in the morning, they can still buy a bottle of pickled vegetables to eat with steamed buns and noodles.
So every day at noon when the link is put on sale, many people rush to buy it.
Each time, the inventory is cleared out in less than a minute.
At the same time, the backend was flooded with private messages, and notification sounds were ringing everywhere.
[Add inventory, add inventory, did you hear me? Add inventory!]
[Boss, why do you always stock so little? It's never enough to buy anything!]
[You only stock so little each time, who's going to buy it all?]
[I'm so anxious! I can never get one. Can you please stock more?]
Chen Yuan looked at the backend data but didn't rush to expand production.
Handmade pickled vegetables require precise control of heat and patience. It's better to limit production each day than to rush and produce substandard products. If the reputation is ruined, everything is over.
In addition to online sales, it is also sold offline.
But it's not at Chenyuan Food Truck, it's in an old residential area.
In the early morning in the old neighborhood, the sun gradually rises, filtering through the branches and leaves to cast dappled light and shadow.
Grandpa Zhang took out a glass jar of pickled cucumbers from his cloth bag and placed it in the middle of the table like a treasure.
The bottle had a simple label on it; the broth was clear, and the cucumber strips were straight and even.
The son and daughter-in-law were preparing to eat breakfast when they caught sight of the bowl of pickled vegetables, and their brows furrowed involuntarily.
"Dad, where did you find this bargain again?"