Siheyuan: I, an ordinary resident, the king of chefs

Before the brother and sister walked away, He Daqing's eyes fell on the cart they were pushing.

He Daqing raised his eyebrows, looked at Zhang Liang and asked, "What are you two going to do with this thing? Are you going to set up a stall?"

Zhang Lin answered from the side, "Yes, my third brother and I are going to set up a stall outside to sell stir-fried dishes!"

Hearing Zhang Lin's words, He Daqing and Yan Bugui smiled at each other, with a hint of mockery in He Daqing's tone:

"You guys are going to sell stir-fried vegetables?"

"Zhang Liang, I know you were fired from the restaurant and you feel unhappy, but there is no need to embarrass yourself outside."

"You can't even get a position cutting vegetables in a restaurant, how can you expect customers to come to you if you sell stir-fried dishes outside?"

Yan Bugui, who was standing next to him, nodded and agreed, "Yes, if you have half the cooking skills of Shazhu and you set up a stall outside, I think it makes sense."

"Your health isn't good to begin with, and you have to go out and work for a long time, and you won't make any money in the end. It's not worth it."

Zhang Liang had no intention of paying any attention to the two gentlemen. If He Daqing was a beast who abandoned his children, then Yan Bugui was not much better.

Although he is a teacher and the third uncle in this courtyard, he is not only petty but also loves to take advantage of small gains.

If there was any drop of rain from the sky, he would have to take half of it home to drink. If anyone in the yard bought something and brought it home, and Yan Bugui saw it, he would have to give some of it to them.

Zhang Liang did not answer.

Zhang Lin, who was standing next to them, couldn't stand it any longer. She glared at the two men and said, "What you said is too rude!"

"My third brother's cooking skills are many times better than that restaurant's chef! Today we are going to set up a stall on their street and snatch all their diners away!"

Hearing Zhang Lin's words, Yan Bugui smiled again:

"What level are the chefs in that restaurant? You want to steal their customers. You are so young and your words are irrelevant."

Zhang Lin wanted to refute something, but Zhang Liang stopped him with his hand, "It's okay, Zhang Lin, no need to say more to them."

Then, Zhang Liang set his eyes on the two uncles and said to them, "I don't need you to worry about whether I can make money from setting up a stall."

"It's my ability to make money. It doesn't matter to you two if I can't make money. There's no need to say these things in front of me."

Hearing Zhang Liang's words, He Daqing also had an expression of watching the fun, and then said: "Okay, let me see if you can make money by setting up a stall?"

Zhang Liang and Zhang Lin didn't waste any more time talking to them and pushed the cart out of the compound.

Soon it arrived at the market.

The two of them first went to buy the ingredients needed for today's cooking, and then pushed the cart to the street next to the restaurant.

Now it is almost the Chinese New Year, and there are people setting up stalls and doing business on the streets, and people buying New Year's goods are coming in waves.

Zhang Liang and Zhang Lin found a suitable empty space and placed the cart there.

Looking at the endless stream of guests on the street, Zhang Liang sighed silently in his heart:

I can always make a lot of money today.

Thinking of this, Zhang Liang first said to Zhang Lin: "Zhang Lin, go and steam the white rice first. Steam enough for two wooden barrels today."

Zhang Lin heard Zhang Liang's words and asked in confusion: "Third brother, isn't one barrel enough? Wouldn't two barrels be a waste?"

Although Zhang Lin had great confidence in Zhang Liang's cooking skills, they had no experience in selling stir-fried dishes at a stall, so it was uncertain whether diners would like them.

Zhang Liang just smiled and shook his head: "It's okay, just listen to me, this white rice will not be wasted."

Hearing Zhang Liang's confident words, Zhang Lin agreed without hesitation and went to cook rice.

Zhang Liang washed and cut the ingredients he bought today one by one.

There were constant sounds of hawking coming from the side.

"Come on, come on, everyone, come and have a look. Freshly-baked braised meat is sure to make you want to linger on!"

"Steamed buns, steamed buns, just steamed hot, one cent each, if you miss this opportunity, you will miss it forever!"

“Salty tofu pudding…”

Hearing these voices, Zhang Liang felt more down-to-earth than ever before.

soon.

He then prepared all the dishes for today!

However, he did not rush to shout out his wares like the vendors. Instead, he took out a blackboard and wrote down all the dishes he would sell today.

There are 4 dishes clearly written on the blackboard.

Stir-fried twice-cooked pork.

Vinegar-fried pork.

Fresh ground.

Stir-fried shredded potatoes.

Zhang Liang set the price of the dishes very cheap, less than half of that in a restaurant. But even so, after deducting the costs, he could still make a lot of money.

What Zhang Liang was thinking was that as long as the food tasted good and the price was right, there would be no problem of not having diners coming to dine.

Then the reputation of his stall will be established in a short time. As long as he has fame, will he worry about not having business?

Zhang Lin also came over at this time, and said to Zhang Liang with a smile: "Third brother, the rice is cooked, and I have also made the tea you asked me to make just now."

Zhang Liang nodded to her with satisfaction: "Okay, then let's clean up the table and prepare to welcome today's guests."

After a short while, two diners came to the stall.

Looking at their sweet appearance, they seem to be a newlywed couple who got married not long ago.

The girl happily took her boyfriend's arm, pointed at Zhang Liang's stall and said, "Let's eat here."

The male companion glanced at Zhang Liang's stall, shook his head and said, "The restaurant is just ahead. Let's go eat there. We won't have to wait long."

But the girl's face showed a conflicted expression, and she continued, "There are too many diners in the restaurant. It's a bit late for us to go now. It will definitely take more than an hour for us to wait for our turn to eat."

"This place is so nice, it's close, and the dishes they sell are all my favorites, so let's eat here."

The male companion also smiled, touched the girl's head, and then said lovingly: "Okay, whatever you say, let's eat here."

After the two sat down, they began to talk to Zhang Liang: "Boss, the dishes written on the blackboard are all for sale today, right?"

Zhang Liang walked towards them, nodded and said, "Yes, these dishes are all available today, just order them."

"Okay, give me a plate of twice-cooked pork, a plate of pickled pork, and a plate of three fresh delicacies."

"No need to serve rice for now."

"okay."

After Zhang Liang agreed, he turned to the iron wok and started cooking.

This diner was quite generous. There were only two meat dishes on the blackboard, but he ordered both. It seems that this girl married the right person.