txolops Chapter 140 Tangtang's Heartfelt Recommendation
Chapter 140 Tangtang's Heartfelt Recommendation
Night falls outside Yintai Plaza.
The streetlights beside the flower bed came on.
At the stall, Lin Chen was frying rice in front of the stove.
"Out of the pot."
Lin Chen turned the wok slightly, tilting it, and the last portion of fried rice was scooped into a takeout box on the table.
"Alright! The fried rice for the first three people is ready!"
Wang Hai securely closed the lids of the three takeout boxes, placed them in plastic bags, and handed them to the first three customers in line. "Hold on tight, take care!"
After seeing the three off, there was just enough space in front of the stall.
Next, it was Su Qingxue's turn to wait on the small stool next to the stall.
Lin Chen did not pause.
He scooped a spoonful of water into the iron pot, quickly scrubbed the remaining oil off the bottom of the pot with a brush, and poured the water into the waste liquid bucket.
Turn the heat back up to high and dry out the moisture at the bottom of the pot.
Lin Chen picked up the oil bottle with his left hand and poured a spoonful of clear oil into the pot.
As soon as the oil heated up, he casually picked up a local egg from the side and gently tapped it on the edge of the pan.
"Smack."
With one hand, I cracked open the eggshell, and the golden egg liquid fell into the pot, instantly expanding.
Next, a spoonful of glistening white rice was added to the pot.
Lin Chen used a steady wrist to stir and break up the rice and eggs with the iron spoon.
His movements were fluid and natural, without any unnecessary frills, all to ensure that the rice grains were heated to the most even degree.
In less than three minutes, a plate of perfectly separated, golden-brown fried rice was ready.
Lin Chen turned down the heat, put the fried rice into a clean takeout box, and pushed it onto the condiment station in front of him.
"Mr. Su, your fried rice is ready."
Wang Hai casually grabbed a plastic takeout bag, and just as he was about to put the lunchbox in, he paused for a moment.
He turned his head and looked at Su Qingxue, who was sitting on a small stool chatting with Tangtang.
"Mr. Su, would you like to take this to go, or eat it here?"
Wang Hai asked.
Su Qingxue looked up when she heard the sound.
She glanced at the box of fried rice, didn't get up, and simply replied, "No need to pack it up. I don't have anything to do today, I'll just eat here."
"Okay! I'll get you a spoon."
Wang Hai put the empty takeout bag back in its place, pulled out a clean disposable plastic spoon from the side, and carried it, along with the steaming hot fried rice, to Su Qingxue.
Su Qingxue reached out, took the takeout box, and placed it on her lap.
"Be careful, it's hot."
Lin Chen stood behind the stove, wiped his hands with a towel, and gave a reminder.
"Okay, thank you."
Su Qingxue nodded slightly in greeting.
She picked up a spoon, gently scooped up a spoonful of golden fried rice, and put it in her mouth.
The rice is chewy and has a rich egg flavor.
It still tastes the same familiar flavor.
After swallowing the rice in her mouth, Su Qingxue looked up and glanced at Lin Chen, who was wiping the counter in preparation for the next order, and then at Wang Hai beside her.
"By the way, Mr. Lin, Wang Hai."
While eating fried rice, Su Qingxue asked, "I saw a post on the mall's official WeChat account saying that the summer food festival next Friday is going to be a big event."
How are your preparations going?
She looked at Lin Chen's hand holding the iron spoon, "There will definitely be a lot of people in the square then."
If the stall only sells fried rice, will Mr. Lin's arms be able to handle tossing the wok all night by himself?
Upon hearing that Su Qingxue was concerned about this, Wang Hai stopped what he was doing and a smile spread across his face.
"President Su, you've hit the nail on the head!"
Our Brother Chen had already considered this issue.
Wang Hai replied with a smile, "Relying solely on freshly cooked food would definitely exhaust me."
So for next Friday's food festival, we've added a new dish to our stall: minced meat rice.
We prepared the meat sauce at home in advance and brought over a big bucket of it.
When the guests order, I can just scoop out rice and pour a spoonful of meat on top; there's no need to start cooking or heating it, which will relieve a lot of the pressure.
Lin Chen stood to the side, nodded slightly, and added, "Prepare an extra portion of rice with toppings so the food can be served faster and everyone won't have to wait in line for too long."
After listening, a hint of admiration flashed in Su Qingxue's eyes.
Before Su Qingxue could respond, Tangtang, who had been sitting obediently on the small stool next to her, couldn't contain herself when she heard the adults talking about "minced meat rice".
The little girl suddenly raised one small hand, her big eyes sparkling.
"Auntie, auntie!"
Tangtang earnestly recommended to Su Qingxue, "Daddy's minced meat rice is absolutely delicious!"
To make her story more convincing, Tangtang stretched out her chubby little hand and gently patted her tummy twice.
"The meat inside smells so good!"
Yesterday at noon, Tangtang ate a whole bowl!
I'm so full, my tummy's all round now!
Seeing Tangtang's adorable appearance, coupled with her patting her belly, Su Qingxue couldn't help but chuckle.
"Yeah?"
Su Qingxue looked at Tangtang and said, "Even Tangtang's belly is round from eating so much, so it must have been really delicious."
"Um!"
Tangtang nodded vigorously, her little bun swaying slightly. "Uncle Fatty said it's delicious too!"
"It has to be delicious! This is our stall's secret weapon."
Wang Hai chuckled and chimed in, then turned to continue greeting the customers in line, "Next one, what would you like to eat?"
Hearing Wang Hai's assurance and Tangtang's genuine feedback after tasting the food, Su Qingxue's worries about the food festival stalls were completely put to rest.
"Now that you've all made preparations, I'm relieved."
Su Qingxue picked up her spoon again and happily continued to eat the fried rice in front of her.
The queue in front of the stall continued to move steadily forward.
Flames danced on the stove as Lin Chen stirred the food with steady, powerful movements.
Su Qingxue sat on a small stool in the corner, eating fried rice bite by bite.
The early summer evening breeze blew by, ruffling the stray hairs by her ears.
As she ate, she turned her head slightly and started chatting with Tangtang next to her.
"Tangtang, you spent so long drawing that big castle you showed Auntie earlier, isn't your hand sore?"
Su Qingxue asked.
"Not sour!"
Tangtang swung her little feet and answered with a smile, "Because Daddy said I drew very beautifully, so I don't feel tired at all!"
"What was your favorite thing to do in kindergarten?"
"I love craft class the most!"
Teacher Liu will teach us to fold small paper boats, and we can also make little rabbits…
A large and a small child sat by the roadside, one eating fried rice and the other resting their chin on their hand, their voices naturally intertwining in the evening breeze.