Food Stall: Customers Chase Me across the Country-Chapter 374 - 375: Has That Kid Already Become Such an Impressive Figure?
"So you’re saying the apprentices trained by that kid, two of them are now the flagships in Zibo’s barbecue scene, two have become influencers with new trendy stores in the Tianjin area, one is gaining fame in Guangfu’s fried chicken circle? And he even went to Meizhou to support flood relief, earning praise from state media?"
Mr. Zhuo’s eyes widened with each sentence, and by the end, he was almost shouting.
He truly couldn’t connect these accomplishments with the seemingly introverted and shy young man.
Mrs. Zhuo laughed, "Indeed, if it weren’t for the townspeople and the principal telling me and showing me the state media reports, I couldn’t have connected all this with Little Fan. Because it’s him, the townspeople and the principal brought everyone to town in one afternoon, as if they were afraid Little Fan would change his mind. Qianqian, that girl, sure is tight-lipped."
"Change his mind? Why change his mind? This is a good thing. You should have seen the reactions of those who came to eat today. If those kids learn even a few skills, they’ll have a stable future."
After saying this, Mr. Zhuo couldn’t sit still. "I need to go talk to him, make sure he’s meticulous in teaching and doesn’t hold back."
Mrs. Zhuo grabbed him, "Alright, don’t make trouble. It’s nice of him to teach, so don’t make random comments. Who are you to him?"
Mr. Zhuo got anxious, "I am his..."
Seeing Mrs. Zhuo’s teasing look, Mr. Zhuo coughed and hummed, but didn’t finish his sentence.
Mrs. Zhuo smiled warmly, "Let’s not interfere. Leave the young people’s matters to them. As for Little Fan, I think he won’t hold back. Just take care of our home and land."
"What land are you talking about? My shrimp pool alone is 40 acres! Tomorrow someone will take beef meatballs and shrimp to Urumqi to market them. Our shrimp will definitely be in demand!"
Mr. Zhuo looked proud, but then remembered today’s success was also due to that kid, and suddenly felt less proud.
Very conflicted!
And the ones taking beef meatballs to sell in Aksu are none other than Gang Ge and Zhang Jun.
Zhang Jun, having endured storms, never lacks courage. Through years of delivery service, he has a clear understanding of the Aksu City’s dining scene and believes he can handle this work.
Gang Ge doesn’t care about these details, but he can be an investor. The two decided on an investment and management sharing model and proceeded directly with the project. Life is too short; Zhang Jun is determined to seize every moment!
After a night’s rest, Wang Fan bounced back energetically, as if youth is all about boundless energy.
Qi Zuopeng also set out early with the kids from town, heading straight to Yuan Mountain Seafood Farm.
Once the two sides met and exchanged brief pleasantries, they dove straight into work.
There’s no special skill in pounding beef, although they were mostly teenagers, but their physique honed by years of labor was tough enough, each wielding meat hammers with skill. Qi Zuopeng, like a homeroom teacher, constantly patrolled to ensure each child was earnestly learning, with no room for slacking.
Such behavior can be contagious; one slacker can lead to many.
Wang Fan, however, wasn’t as concerned; culinary creation is like opening a surprise box, truly addictive.
Once these kids taste the first beef meatball they made, he believes they’ll diligently complete the rest without needing supervision.
From external motivation to self-driven action, he believes all that’s needed is one beef meatball.
Tuomuer is the oldest among these kids, already 13 this year, but only in fourth grade.
Due to frequent interruptions in his studies for unpaid fees, he naturally couldn’t progress.
In recent years, it was Principal Qi Zuopeng who personally paid his book fees and living expenses, enabling him to steadily advance to fourth grade.
So he holds profound respect for Principal Qi.
Though laboring on an empty stomach brings some resentment.
Because he is truly hungry!
His stomach was already rumbling!
The slightly handsome Han brother seemed friendly with a cheerful smile—maybe he would give him something to eat?
Just as he was thinking about it, he saw Principal Qi glaring at him, which startled him into quickly pounding the beef again.
After half an hour of pounding, the beef finally transformed into a sticky meat paste, and Wang Fan appropriately allowed them to take a break.
Once the beef gathered together, he began demonstrating with Zhuo Qianqian how to turn the beef paste into "urinating beef balls."
Grasping the paste in the hand, a gentle squeeze, a poke, a stuffing, a sealing, and a pull—each move creates a beef meatball.
Watching Wang Fan and Qianqian’s amazing techniques, these teenagers couldn’t help but widen their eyes. Brimming with curiosity about the world, they now felt eager to try it themselves.
While making beef meatballs, Wang Fan laughed and told the kids, "In a few minutes, you’ll be able to taste the beef meatballs you’ve just made yourself, eat as much as you want, there’s no need to hold back with me."
Initially, Wang Fan thought about giving them 200 yuan a day each, but Principal Qi refused; if it’s too easily obtained, they won’t cherish it. He didn’t want the students coming just for that 200 yuan.
Understanding Principal Qi’s thoughtful intentions, Wang Fan didn’t insist on giving the money, but he did take care of their meals.
Motivating by emotion, reasoning, enticing by benefits, Wang Fan wasn’t skilled in these, but capturing others’ appetites was definitely his strength.
Who wouldn’t want to learn to make something this delicious themselves?
Upon hearing Wang Fan’s words, the kids couldn’t help but lick their lips.
Although beef isn’t terribly expensive in Great Border, it wasn’t something they could afford often. By now, the rich aroma had already made their mouths water.
Fortunately, Wang Fan didn’t keep them waiting long, each getting a box full of beef meatballs, even the elderly weren’t neglected.
From the shocked expressions after those kids took their first bite, it was clear how deeply the beef meatballs had impressed them.
Were these meatballs made from the same beef they pounded earlier?
So bouncy, so fragrant, so fun!
Taking a bite; it squirts like a water gun, incredibly amusing!
After his first bite, Tuomuer was firmly determined to learn how to make them.
He trusts Principal Qi won’t lie to him; if he learns to make such delicious beef meatballs, he believes he can become wealthy and won’t have to endure hunger anymore!
