Super Chef Tycoon

Chapter 862
Half an hour later, Chen Ming parked the car outside the food wholesale market, and got off immediately. Yang Song and Meng Shihan followed him and walked towards the game area.

The wholesale market that the three of them went to was originally the largest food wholesale and processing place in the city. Later, after a series of reforms such as government re-planning, urban expansion, and road rectification, it slowly declined. Although it is now a busy day, I came here There are far fewer people than there used to be.

However, most of the knowledgeable people will choose here.

First of all, you can rest assured about the source of goods. Most of the stores here are old stores that have been open for more than ten years, and they all know each other.

Secondly, the price is fair, the price is clearly marked, and the price is never raised indiscriminately.

It was also after getting acquainted with Yang Song that Chen Ming gradually paid attention to information about ingredients.

The game area is at the easternmost corner of the market, and it will be there in ten minutes. Chen Ming, who was walking in front, waved and shouted at a middle-aged man who was unloading goods and reconciling accounts.

"Uncle Liu!"

A middle-aged man named Lao Liu was dressed in dark brown overalls, his apron was covered with traces of mottled animal viscera and fur, and he had a pair of high boots on his feet. He was looking at a list with his dark, wrinkled face.

Hearing the voice, Lao Liu hurriedly turned his head and saw that he was an acquaintance. He quickly put down the pen in his hand, took off his dirty gloves, went up to him, and patted Chen Ming on the shoulder hard.

"It's you, kid? Why are you willing to come to this small place like me with Jingui's body?"

Chen Ming chuckled, touched the back of his head, and pointed to the cargo boxes piled up behind Lao Liu, "Your business is still so prosperous!"

"It's hard to do business these days. It's not like you have a mountain of gold." Lao Liu did not forget to joke.

"I'll come to you to work when I'm empty."

After finishing speaking, Chen Ming pointed to Yang Song and Meng Shihan behind him.

"This is my friend and her girlfriend, Yang Song and Meng Shihan."

"Uncle Liu."

After exchanging pleasantries, Lao Liu asked a few people to go to the second floor to wait, and he came up after counting the things.

Twenty minutes later, Lao Liu, who had changed into clean clothes, walked up to several people with a white towel on his shoulders, carrying tea, "Drink some tea first."

Then he found a chair and sat down facing them.

Picking up the cup and taking a sip, Chen Ming didn't procrastinate, and directly explained the purpose of his visit, "Uncle Liu, that's right. Last time I heard that you brought in a batch of wild bamboo rats. My friend runs a restaurant."

He pointed to Yang Song.

Lao Liu sized Yang Song up and down, always feeling a bit impressed, suddenly patted his head, and suddenly realized, "Is the store you opened called Baifeng Pavilion?"

Yang Song was a little surprised, "Uncle Liu, have you heard of it?"

"It turned out to be you!" Old Liu looked at Yang Song as if he saw some great personage, his eyes glowed, "It's not just that I know, it's so familiar that I can't be more familiar with it! Now everyone is talking about Los Angeles. A cooking god, he opened a restaurant called Baifengge, if he can have a meal at his place, his life is not in vain! Before, a friend kept showing off to me that he had eaten once, which made me very happy The itching was unbearable, and I thought I must eat it once, but I didn’t expect to be lucky enough to see it today.”

Well, Yang Song knew that he was famous for his work, and the things he made were really good, but he didn't expect to be so famous and as thick-skinned as him, so he couldn't help being a little embarrassed.

Yang Song scratched the back of his head embarrassingly, and said modestly, "It's all passed on by others. Next time you have a chance, Uncle Liu, come to our shop and try it."

When he heard that he had the opportunity to eat at Baifeng Pavilion, Lao Liu smiled from ear to ear as if he had won 80 yuan, "Okay, okay, Chen Ming has a good eye for making friends! He has a good eye!"

Chen Ming also patted Yang Song's shoulder hard, "My brother's craftsmanship is not very good, it's so good that it explodes!"

The two of them jointly praised Yang Song so much that he blushed. Although he was still happy in his heart and felt that what they said was a little bit right, he still muttered low-key and low-key in his heart.

After chatting, a few people said to get back to the topic, Chen Ming said, "Recently, I just want to develop dishes related to bamboo rats. I heard that you have them here, so we will come here."

Hearing the words bamboo mouse, Lao Liu's face changed slightly, revealing complicated meanings.

"Of course, you can set the price." Yang Song added, acting impeccably.

Although bamboo rats have been bred systematically, they suddenly appeared for no reason, which was too eye-catching. If Chen Ming and Meng Shihan asked, they might not be able to pass the test.

Hearing what the two said, Lao Liu shook his head helplessly.

"It's not that I don't want to sell it to you, it's just that the current period is special, and what you want are wild animals, so I'm afraid it's not easy to get them."

It was hard to understand, Chen Ming became a little anxious, "How could it be? The bamboo rat is not a rare animal, nor is it a national protected animal. It should be sold."

Lao Liu explained, "That was in the past. Just a while ago, the government has ordered all markets to prohibit the trafficking and processing of wild animals. If you are found out, you will not only be fined and your license will be revoked, but serious ones may even go to jail."

go to jail?
Recently, Yang Song had heard that wild animals were being watched closely, but he didn't expect it to be so serious.

No wonder Zhou Yuanqi spent so much thought and money that he couldn't get wild bamboo rats. It seemed that things were more difficult than imagined.

But the tricky thing is Zhou Yuanqi, he has a system in his body, so he can get what he wants.

If you don't want to be a bamboo mouse now, there is no doubt that Shi Weitian will take advantage of this loophole and agree to defeat him in the field that the other party is good at. Chen Ming is a little unhappy that he was blocked from the beginning.

The next best thing to do is, "What about the family?"

In terms of taste, there is no doubt that wild bamboo rats are definitely better, but it’s hard for a smart woman to cook without rice. If wild ones are not available, then domestic ones will be used. It is still decided to ensure the raw materials.

With a wave of his hand, Lao Liu directly poured a basin of cold water on the three of them, "The domesticated ones are gone."

Chen Ming attached Meng Shihan, both of them had doubts on their faces, and Yang Song, who was originally calm, became a little curious when he heard this.

"How come there are no domestic ones? Didn't cooking bamboo rats become popular recently?" Meng Shihan remembered that Zhou Yuanqi didn't start making firecracker rats a few days ago, and then gradually more people started to make them.

"Where's the other house?" Compared to Chen Ming and Meng Shihan's astonishment, Yang Song was calmer.

What Lao Liu said next made the three of them completely give up, "Not only my family, but all other families are gone."

"Just a week ago, someone came to the market suddenly, asked about the merchants who sold bamboo rats, and immediately bought all the bamboo rats. The last batch of my family was also purchased. Not only that, but basically all the bamboo rats in this city were bought. Let's go, there will be no family left."

(End of this chapter)