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Chapter 133 Food Tasting for Customer Acquisition: Early Planning

In the rented room, the afternoon sun shone through the window onto the dining table.

Wang Hai put down the rag in his hand and let out a long burp.

He reached out and rubbed his stomach.

"Brother Chen, I've wiped the table clean."

This meat rice was so filling, I'm completely stuffed.

Wang Hai walked to the door, changed his shoes, and said, "I need to go back and lie down for a while, otherwise I won't be able to wield the big ladle when I set up my stall this afternoon."

Lin Chen was washing the dishes and chopsticks he had just used by the sink.

Upon hearing Wang Hai's words, he turned off the tap and placed the washed porcelain bowl upside down on the drain rack.

"Go back and rest."

Lin Chen took a towel and dried his hands. "Let's meet downstairs at 4:30 this afternoon."

"Okay. I've set the alarm, it definitely won't be a problem."

Wang Hai pushed open the door and waved to Tangtang, who was sitting on the sofa. "Tangtang, Uncle Hai is leaving now. See you this afternoon!"

"See you this afternoon, Uncle Hai!"

Tangtang waved her little hand.

The door closed, and the room became quiet.

Lin Chen walked to the sofa and looked at the little girl sitting there.

Having eaten and drunk her fill, Tangtang was starting to feel sleepy.

The little head bobbed up and down like a chick pecking at rice, while the two little hands unconsciously rubbed the slightly bulging little belly.

"Are you full?"

Lin Chen asked softly.

"Hmm... my tummy is full."

Tangtang mumbled indistinctly and leaned closer to Lin Chen.

Lin Chen bent down, picked up his daughter, and walked towards the bathroom.

He took a damp towel and wiped away the remaining meat juice from the corners of Tangtang's mouth, then carefully washed her little hands.

"Time for a nap."

Lin Chen carried Tangtang into the bedroom and laid her flat on the small bed.

As soon as Tangtang touched the pillow, she instinctively rolled over and found a comfortable position.

"Daddy's sleeping too..."

Tangtang closed her eyes and clung to Lin Chen's clothes with her little hands.

"Dad is here with you."

Lin Chen pulled over a thin summer blanket and covered Tangtang with it.

He sat on the edge of the bed, gently patting his daughter's back.

Soon Tangtang drifted off to sleep, her breathing becoming steady and long.

Seeing his daughter fast asleep, Lin Chen pulled out a corner of his clothes.

He didn't go to the living room, but instead leaned against the other side of the headboard and closed his eyes to rest.

Working in the food service industry is extremely physically demanding.

The short lunch break of just over an hour is what allows them to sustain themselves through the high-intensity work of setting up their stall in the evening.

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Four o'clock in the afternoon.

The phone screen on the bedside table lit up, followed by a slight vibration.

Lin Chen opened his eyes and pressed the close button.

He quietly lifted the covers, got out of bed, walked out of the bedroom, and closed the door behind him.

Lin Chen went into the bathroom and washed his face with cold water, which completely woke him up.

He turned and went into the kitchen to begin the final preparations for setting up his stall in the afternoon.

The chicken broth I made this morning has been kept warm on a low flame in a thermos.

The chopped side dishes were also arranged to one side.

4:15

The familiar sound of a car engine came from downstairs, followed by two short honks of a horn.

Lin Chen walked to the window and glanced out; Wang Hai's bread truck was already parked downstairs.

Lin Chen turned around and went back to the bedroom, walking to the small bed.

"Tangtang, wake up, it's time to go out."

Lin Chen reached out and gently pinched Tangtang's cheek.

Tangtang wrinkled her little nose and let out a soft protest hum.

The little girl rolled over, buried her face in the pillow, and tried to stay in bed longer.

"Time to go hand out the spoons."

Lin Chen patted her on the shoulder.

Upon hearing "serve the spoons," Tangtang's eyelashes trembled, and she finally managed to open her eyes a crack.

She sat up, rubbed her eyes, and said in a soft, sweet voice, "Daddy..."

"Go wash your face after you wake up."

Lin Chen picked up a light jacket from the side. "It's windy tonight, put this jacket on."

After dressing Tangtang and helping her wash up, Lin Chen led her out of the bedroom.

"Knock knock knock".

There was a knock on the door, and Wang Hai pushed it open and walked in.

The fatigue on his face had vanished, and he looked energetic.

"Brother Chen, I've arrived. Is everything ready? I'll start moving things downstairs now."

As Wang Hai spoke, he rolled up his sleeves and headed towards the kitchen.

"Everything's ready, let's move it."

Lin Chen let go of Tangtang's hand and followed her into the kitchen.

The two of them each carried a stainless steel insulated container and walked downstairs.

After two round trips, the rice, broth, and folding tables and chairs needed for the stall were all loaded into the trunk of the bread truck.

When Wang Hai returned to the kitchen to move the last few spice containers, he froze.

He saw Lin Chen carrying the large iron pot from which he had cooked the minced meat sauce at noon, pouring the remaining half-pot of minced meat, along with the broth, into a spare thermos.

At a glance, it weighs at least five or six pounds.

Next, Lin Chen rummaged through the cabinet and found a large bag of unopened small disposable tasting paper cups and a bag of mini plastic spoons.

Wang Hai walked forward with a puzzled look on his face.

"Brother Chen, why did you bring this whole pot of minced meat sauce with you?"

Wang Hai pointed to the insulated container and asked, somewhat puzzled, "Are we going to start selling minced meat rice this afternoon?"

But we didn't bring much white rice, just the little bit we used for fried rice. Where are we going to pour the minced meat sauce?

Lin Chen tightly closed the lid of the insulated container filled with minced meat, fastened the buckle, and turned to look at Wang Hai.

"Not for sale today."

Lin Chen replied.

"Not selling? Then why did you bring it to the stall?"

"There's so much meat, we can't be saving it for the two of us as a midnight snack, can we?"

Wang Hai was puzzled.

"Take it to the guests for tasting."

Lin Chen picked up the small tasting cups and explained, "The meat sauce is freshly made; the flavor will dissipate if it's left overnight."

If we put it in the refrigerator and reheat it tomorrow, it won't taste right. We might as well eat it all today.

Lin Chen handed the paper cup to Wang Hai: "Today, each customer who buys fried rice will receive a small paper cup."

Scoop a mouthful of white rice and pour a spoonful of minced meat sauce over it.

Upon hearing this, Wang Hai paused for a second, then his mind instantly processed the information.

As a seasoned street vendor, he immediately understood what Lin Chen meant.

"I understand!"

Wang Hai's eyes lit up. "Brother Chen, you're using our regular customers as bait to warm up for next Friday's food festival!"

"This large pot of minced meat sauce, if divided into small paper cups, can be given out at least a hundred times."

Wang Hai's mind raced, and he analyzed, "When customers come to buy fried rice, we'll give them a free serving of a new dish they've never tried before."

We tasted the flavor of this minced meat sauce at lunchtime; just one bite and it's guaranteed to whet their appetites!

Wang Hai looked at the bucket of minced meat and chuckled, "He's obligated to eat my food, especially since it tastes so good."

Once the food festival opens next Friday, these regular customers who have tried the food will definitely bring their friends to come and order this dish!

This is much more effective than us yelling and shouting at the top of our lungs!

Lin Chen nodded without saying anything more.

"If the taste is fine, then we need to let the customers recognize the taste beforehand."

Lin Chen picked up the heavy thermos and handed it to Wang Hai, "Take this and go downstairs."

"Alright!"

Wang Haiqian took the thermos with great enthusiasm.

He now felt that what he was carrying in his hand was not leftovers, but a bucket of signboard that was about to ignite the business of the food festival.

The two carried the last items downstairs and carefully stuffed them into the bread cart.

"Tangtang, grab your little basket, it's time to get on the bus."

Lin Chen called out to his daughter, who was standing in the first-floor corridor.

"Here you are!"

Tangtang, carrying her little plastic basket full of disposable spoons in both hands, ran over with her short legs.

Lin Chen opened the passenger door of the van, carried Tangtang inside, placed her in the child safety seat, and fastened her seatbelt.

"Be careful when distributing spoons today."

Lin Chen patted her little head.

"Tangtang is very diligent every day!"

The little girl answered crisply.

Lin Chen closed the car door and turned to look at Wang Hai, who was already sitting in the driver's seat.

"Brother Chen, shall we go?"

Wang Hai lowered the car window and asked.

"Walk."

Lin Chen hopped on his electric tricycle, inserted the key, and turned the handlebars.