Food becoming a god system

"You?" Guan Hai blinked, then shook his head, "Impossible."

"Why is it impossible?" Ling Weiwei also laughed, "If you don't believe me, come buy meat with me later, and I'll show you."

Ling Weiwei's words were not aimless, but purposeful.

He asked Ling's father Guan Hai's current situation, and knew that he was working in a private furniture factory in the county. Not to mention the tiring work, he heard that his salary was not stable.And he is in need of help right now, so he made a decision last night to pull Guan Hai into the sea.

Based on the current profit of Baozi, it is basically a [-]/[-] profit, which seems to be a lot, but it is actually not much.

Father Ling cooks roasted meat and roasted chicken in the morning, so he can't occupy the kitchen all the time.And when he got up early in the morning, he just steamed the less than one hundred buns. A hundred buns cost 200 yuan, and he earned only one hundred yuan.

100 yuan a day, [-] yuan a month, which is barely the same as working part-time. Although he deliberately makes ends meet, this is not what Ling Weiwei wants.

What Ling Weiwei wants is to make a fortune and let the whole family live a good life.Let my sister eat well and sleep well, don't have to eat bad meals to save money, and don't have to worry about tuition fees.Heal my younger brother's illness, and he can live like a normal person.Let the father who worked so hard to raise him enjoy his old age in peace, instead of having to work hard to support the family like now.

The idea came to Guan Hai, not only that the two were good brothers for many years, but also because Guan Hai's house was not far from here, and it was also a residence facing the street.

If Guan Hai could be persuaded to sell steamed buns with him, at least the quantity would increase, and the money would naturally increase.As for the quality, Ling Weiwei also has a plan. He will make the dough and stuffing, and someone else will pack it, so that the taste will not be too bad.

How did Guan Hai know what Ling Weiwei was thinking, so he immediately agreed to go with him, wanting to see who made such delicious buns.

The mutton in the afternoon was naturally not interesting, but Ling Weiwei's continuous purchases in the past few days attracted the attention of the boss.A week later, Ling Weiwei started to buy meat from here, at least [-] catties of meat every day, and the boss gave him a preferential price to ensure freshness.

Twenty catties, Ling Weiwei naturally couldn't eat it at first, but after a few days, this little meat might not be enough.

On the way back, Ling Weiwei and Guan Hai expressed their thoughts, which stunned the unprepared Guan Hai.

Consumed in the current unit, the monthly salary is only in the early [-]s, and there are still long arrears, so he has long since given up.

But is there any way, he only has a high school degree, these days serious college students can't find a good job, let alone his degree.

Hearing Ling Weiwei's proposal at this time, Guan Hai's heart really moved.Such delicious buns, at least he would want to eat them every day.

"Are you serious?"

"Of course, do you think I'm joking?"

"How much profit can you make from this steamed stuffed bun?" It's not that Guan Hai doesn't believe in Ling Weiwei, it's that although he thinks the steamed stuffed bun tastes good, it's real.But it was precisely because of this that he was worried, worried that his good brother had read too much and was obsessed with reading. He only cared about using the best materials with quality and quantity, and ended up losing money and making money.

Ling Weiwei didn't understand Guan Hai's worry, so he patted him on the shoulder, "I really think I'm a nerd, don't worry, the profit is no problem, we will talk about it in detail after you have tasted it later."

Guan Hai nodded.

Father Ling also got up when he got home, and was talking with his youngest son, when he saw Ling Weiwei and Guan Hai coming in, he quickly said, "Xiao Hai, I'm sorry to trouble you at noon."

Although the youngest son could barely watch the store, he had to accept the favor.

"Uncle Ling, you are too polite. We have been neighbors for so many years, and Ling Zi is like my brother. If you say that, you are offended." Guan Hai said quickly.

"Dad, you really don't have to be so polite about Haizi's relationship with me." Ling Weiwei also giggled, he was confident in persuading Haizi to cooperate with him.After tomorrow, their relationship will be closer, which is really not a big deal.

"You child." Ling's father glared at Ling Weiwei, but smiled again in a blink of an eye, "Okay, you two go play."

"Okay. Haizi, come." Ling Weiwei dragged Guan Hai into the kitchen.Although Ling's father was puzzled, he didn't say anything, and talked with his youngest son.

Ling Weiwei skillfully kneaded noodles, chopped meat, adjusted stuffing, and made buns. After a while, small buns were formed one by one, filling the chopping board.

Steamed in a wok, just ten minutes, Guan Hai felt that the most difficult time in life was ten minutes.The steamed buns came out of the pan, Guan Hai had been waiting by the side with a bowl and chopsticks, seeing the buns on the plate, he couldn't wait to grab one and took a bite.

The hot buns and the delicious soup made Guan Hai want to howl, but he couldn't bear to spit it out.

Ling Weiwei quickly brought over water, "I admire you, Iron Mouth."

Guan Hai poured a glass of water and heaved a sigh of relief, ignoring Ling Weiwei's joke and said, "It's so delicious."

This taste is even more delicious than the reheated steamed stuffed bun eaten at noon.He looked at the meat stuffing, and didn't think there was any special seasoning, but the taste was so good.

"How's it going, are you confident?" Ling Weiwei pulled Guan Hai out and went to his room.

"I'm [-]% confident in the taste. Tell me about the profit." Good things have to be able to make money, and there are countless delicacies that have been lost in the long river of history. Sometimes it's not just good taste , it can really catch fire.

"Let me do the math for you." Ling Weiwei took out a pen and paper, drew a picture of his ratio, and analyzed the profit, "Look, if our quantity can go up, we still have a lot of money under the premise of ensuring the same quality. big profit margins."

"Indeed." Guan Hai nodded, obviously moved by the seemingly small but objective profit.

If you make a hundred buns a day, you earn a hundred, and if you make a thousand buns, you earn a thousand.If it is 1000 yuan a day, it is 1 yuan a month, and the net profit of two people is more than [-] yuan, which is much better than part-time jobs.

Guan Hai's eyes lit up when he thought about the person he had just finalized for marriage.Who doesn't want their parents to live a good life, who doesn't want to be prosperous, and who doesn't want their wives to be able to rely on themselves.

"Okay, I'll do it with you, what do you need me to do?" Ling Weiwei was naturally in charge of seasoning the recipe, Guan Hai asked straightforwardly.

"To be honest, I've taken a fancy to your place." Ling Weiwei told Guan Hai bluntly, "You know that my store is too small. If I make steamed buns, my dad won't be able to make roasted pork."

This is where development is very limited.

Furthermore, Guan Hai's house was also a storefront before, but later it couldn't continue to operate, so the front door of the store was sealed and used as a storage room.

"No problem. I will tell my parents when I get back and promise to complete the task." Guan Hai stood up excitedly and was about to leave.

Ling Weiwei stopped him, and went to the kitchen to pack up the still warm steamed buns and hand them to Guan Hai, "Hold this, it will be more convincing!"

Guan Hai raised his thumb, making a gesture they used to do when they were teenagers, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

After successfully getting the first partner, Ling Weiwei was so happy that he hummed a little song and continued to work in the kitchen.After eating steamed stuffed buns several times in a row, even if everyone said they liked it, he couldn't make it again.

He helped his father make roasted pork today, and his father pointed out everything little by little, so that Ling Weiwei automatically comprehended the basic level of marinating proficiency. Of course, this kind of proficiency will gradually increase in taste with experience.

The system not only analyzed the original stewed meat ingredients, but even optimized and changed a lot.At this time, Ling Weiwei was going to try it out, how the food made from this optimized stewed soup would taste.

Taking out all the ingredients that he bought in the afternoon, Ling Weiwei started the experiment, and this experiment made Ling Weiwei very happy.At night, the kitchen door for dinner finally opened, and Ling Weiwei called Ling Hu to help him serve the dishes.

Braised chicken wings, braised chicken legs, braised eggs, braised pork knuckle, braised lotus root slices, braised shiitake mushrooms...

Although Ling's father has been making lo-mei for so many years, he has tried to expand the variety, but he always feels that the taste is not right.Seeing so many things out of Ling Weiwei's body, a trace of solemnity appeared on his face.

Before doing it, he would just scold the brat for wasting his old bliss, but the talent Ling Weiwei has shown in the past two days has made him look forward to the surprise brought by the other party.

He picked up a slice of lotus root and chewed it slowly with his eyes closed. Father Ling didn't speak for a long time.

"Dad, is it delicious?" Ling Weiwei didn't taste it. The success of the mutton buns and egg fried rice gave him a lot of confidence in the system's optimized secret recipe, and he hoped to see his father's surprised expression.