Chapter 439 - 166: Of Course, Rice Noodle Rolls Must Be Made to Order

Chapter 439: Chapter 166: Of Course, Rice Noodle Rolls Must Be Made to Order

Yue Province Rice Noodle Rolls!

Originally, Yue Province rice noodle rolls were prepared in advance. When a customer ordered them, they were simply steamed hot and served.

But as times changed, various types of meat were gradually added to the rolls, a development that diners deeply appreciated.

Thus, the preparation method for the rice noodle rolls also changed. They began to be made fresh to order, customized to each diner’s individual preferences.

Su Chen didn’t want to make things too complicated. He planned to offer only three types: pork, beef, and fish fillet rice noodle rolls.

’The ceiling for rice noodle rolls isn’t that high. I’ll aim for A Level as the standard for all these snacks.’

After all, there were countless shops in Yue Province making rice noodle rolls, many of which had been in business for decades.

One could say the dish had been thoroughly studied by everyone. Limited by its ingredients and preparation method, raising it to S Level would be extremely difficult.

There were thousands of different snacks; no need to obsess over just one.

The rice noodle rolls were made with early-season rice.

This type of rice is harvested early. Its grains are looser and less sticky, which results in rice noodle rolls with a more al dente texture.

The rewards Su Chen had obtained abroad, the *Chinese Famous Snacks* and the *Chinese Cuisine Collection*, were similar in that they directly provided him with recipes.

Based on past experience, as long as he followed the recipes exactly, the final product would be more or less perfect.

But to improve upon them further, he would most likely have to add his own understanding and ideas.

’First, I’ll follow the recipe once!’

As far as Su Chen knew, many shops nowadays would soak early-season rice overnight until the grains could be crushed between one’s fingers, only then making the rice slurry.

’The rice should only absorb about seventy percent water, so soaking it for an hour at most is enough.’

In the practice room, Su Chen began his first attempt at making the rice noodle rolls.

...

Fang’s Meat Industry.

"Look at you... You got yourself blacklisted by Boss Su, and now you want me to plead your case? What if Boss Su blacklists me too?"

After returning to the country, Fang Chang had taken a few days off. He was going through the shop’s recent orders and saw that the Development Zone’s online store had hit another new high!

It had to be said, this whole thing was really a chain reaction.

Su Chen’s livestream had given Fang Chang an opportunity, and Fang Chang, relying on his own high-quality meat products, had won over the consumers.

The online store had now cultivated a group of loyal customers.

In an era of such advanced logistics, deliveries to neighboring provinces and cities were basically next-day, and even slightly more distant locations could be reached within three days.

Many customers would plan what they were going to eat for the next few days and place their orders online in advance.

Fang Chang’s butcher shop was a hit!

So, after returning, Fang Chang had been pondering whether he should scale back some of his shops in Jingzhou City and instead open a few larger flagship stores that could also handle home delivery services.

He was in his shop mulling this over when his old classmate, Zhang Yi, showed up.

"My good brother, my dear classmate, you really have to help me this time. If you don’t, my wife will beat me to death for sure when I get home tonight!"

Fang Chang frowned. "Your wife is really something else." He then took out his phone and transferred five thousand yuan to Zhang Yi. "I can help you with the money, but I can’t help you with the blacklist thing."

Zhang Yi sat down on a stool, looking dejected. "I was just thinking, Boss Su has a stall, right? So I made a group chat to share info with everyone. How could I have known someone would sell me out! They even pulled Boss Su into the group! If I ever find out who it was, I’ll definitely teach them a lesson!"

Fang Chang averted his gaze and rubbed his nose. "Alright, alright. You did something unreliable and now you’re blaming others. Just hurry up and fix this mess. I’ll see what I can do about the blacklisting."

"Hehe, thanks, bro! Once I get things sorted with my wife and her family, I’ll thank you properly!"

"You’re broke, but you’re still trying to play the big shot. If you ask me, you should just quit that job and start your own thing," Fang Chang grumbled.

Zhang Yi’s salary was actually decent; he took home about eight or nine thousand a month.

However, his wife didn’t work and stayed home to look after their child. The whole family’s expenses relied on that money, so it was a bit tight.

No wonder Zhang Yi had spent the entire summer wearing nothing but a single pair of baggy shorts and a black short-sleeved shirt.

This old classmate of his was a great guy in every respect; it was just that his wife kept him on too tight a leash.

Right after graduation, when no one had jobs, his father had asked him to help out at the family’s slaughterhouse. But in order to marry Jiang Yuan, Fang Chang felt that working at a slaughterhouse wasn’t very respectable. He’d come home every day reeking of blood, stinking to high heaven.

In the end, he refused the offer and, with a little money from his dad, opened the first Fang’s Meat Industry shop.

Back then, his business was just starting out. To ensure the quality of his meat, Fang Chang would drive all over the place to inspect suppliers.

One winter, Fang Chang got stuck in a traffic jam in the middle of the night on a national highway about thirty kilometers from Jingzhou. A heavy snow was falling, and after not having eaten all day, he was freezing his mind out by the latter half of the night. The worst part was, he’d run out of cigarettes!

It was Zhang Yi, that little fatty, who showed up carrying a thermos, a case of instant noodles, and a carton of Baishan cigarettes.

Riding his family’s canopied electric scooter, he had stubbornly driven for over four hours to bring it all to Fang Chang.

Fang Chang was so moved at that moment he almost cried. But then the kid, his face red and nose swollen from the cold, ended up selling the rest of the hot water and instant noodles on the highway for several hundred yuan. The sight made the tears Fang Chang had just been about to shed retreat right back inside him.