"What kind of pickled cabbage is this? The packaging is too poor, isn't it? "
Kang Sifu glanced at the package of pickled cabbage in Chang Xu's hand and showed a hint of disdain.
No matter how good the pickled cabbage was, it was still a pickled cabbage.
In the world of chefs, pickled cabbage was a very low-level appetizer. Experienced and capable chefs would not even bother to make it.
When Chang Xu opened the package, an indescribable aroma spread out. Kang Sifu and the other chefs' expressions immediately changed, revealing a hint of surprise.
Smell the fragrance to identify a woman.
Smell the fragrance to identify a dish.
Color, fragrance.
Beauty could make people happy and carefree.
Fragrance could stimulate the deepest level of appetite and awaken the stomach from a deep sleep.
Taste could stimulate one's taste buds and increase one's appetite.
No matter which one was missing, the dish would be greatly reduced.
Now, just from the aroma alone, one could tell that the pickled cabbage was extraordinary.
Kang Sifu's expression was still disapproving, but his throat moved, and a hint of curiosity flashed in the depths of his eyes.
He was stimulated by the aroma of the pickled cabbage.
He felt that his appetite, appetite, and even taste buds were stimulated at this moment.
As an old chef who had been cooking for decades, there were very few dishes that could make him feel this way.
Now, it had appeared again.
After Chang Xu opened the package, he widened the opening and put it on the table. Then, he picked up a box of toothpicks from the side.
Kang Sifu pondered for a moment, picked up a toothpick, and picked out a piece of cucumber from the package.
He did not eat it directly. Instead, he first looked, then smelled, and then looked carefully. As an expert among chefs, he naturally had a unique set of tasting methods.
Judging from the color, the person who made the pickled cabbage could be said to have reached the peak of perfection.
It was very difficult to make the color of the pickled cucumber unchanged unless it was dyed.
In his opinion, the cucumber's color was bright, natural, and pure. It did not feel like it had been tampered with at all.
Judging from the pure aroma, there was not even a trace of additives.
That was very, very rare.
Just the color of the pickled cabbage made him sigh in his heart, ashamed of his inferiority!
He took a deep breath, as if he wanted to inhale the fragrance of the pickled cabbage into his stomach.
When he put the cucumber into his mouth, he couldn't help but close his eyes. He only felt an indescribable taste, as if it had suddenly exploded on his taste buds, forming an incomparably brilliant and rich taste world.
Everyone else looked at Kang Sifu.
Chang Xu was very nervous. Although he knew that the pickled cabbage was delicious, he was far inferior to a professional chef when it came to evaluating dishes.
Kang Sifu ate another bean and a chili.
He chewed and swallowed slowly. After a while, he raised his head and looked at Chang Xu. He sighed and said, "Mr. Chang, who made this pickled cabbage?"
"Old Kang, can you do it?"
Chang Xu asked instead of answering.
"Of course, no problem. This is no longer a pickled cabbage in the ordinary sense, but a real dish. A dish whose culinary skills have reached the pinnacle of perfection. I am far inferior to him!"
Kang Sifu's face revealed a sacred radiance as he spoke in an extremely confident and even respectful manner.
For a chef, when he met someone whose culinary skills were far superior to his peers, it was not only jealousy, but also admiration.
Chang Xu finally breathed a long sigh of relief after hearing Kang Sifu's words.
On the same day, the Food cube's menu added a main ingredient.
Ye's Pickled Cabbage King.
The price was 88 yuan per plate.
Of course, the amount of this plate was not much, only one-third of a bag.
Thus, a bag of pickled cabbage divided into three plates would cost 264 yuan. The purchase price would be 258 yuan, which was equivalent to only 6 yuan per bag.
Moreover, there was an additional rule that each table could only serve one plate, and no more.
On the same day, some regular diners suddenly saw the addition of a main dish on the menu and were very curious. Especially since the main dish was pickled cabbage, and the price was not cheap.
Some people ordered a plate out of curiosity.
When they saw that this small plate turned out to be ordinary beans, cucumbers, and chili, they felt that it was not worth it.
However, after they ate it, all of them changed their minds and became loyal fans of Ye's Pickled Cabbage King.
Chang Xu refused all of these diners' requests for an additional plate, saying that the quantity of pickled cabbage was limited, and that they were only trying to supply it now, so each table could only serve one plate.
Some rich people even ordered another table of dishes in order to eat another plate of pickled cabbage.
Just like that, with the reputation and promotion of Food cube, Ye's Pickled Cabbage King immediately attracted many diners.
In just a few days, Food cube's customer flow increased dramatically.
They all came to Food cube to eat that small plate of Ye's Pickled Cabbage King.
Chang Xu was pleasantly surprised and also sighed.
The power of this pickled cabbage was much greater than he had imagined!
.....
Ye Xiaochen was not surprised that the pickled cabbage had attracted so many diners as soon as it was on the Food cube's main menu. After all, pickled cabbage was so delicious.
It had gone beyond the category of pickled cabbage, and had become a real dish.
Food cube's consumption of pickled cabbage now exceeded the sales of the online store.
Now, the online store's sales were stable at around ten to twenty packs a day.
Food cube's sales had increased to more than forty packs.
If he did not have some stock on hand, it would not be long before the production of pickled cabbage could not keep up with the sales.
Ye Xiaochen had no choice but to add a new rule on the online store, limiting sales to thirty packs a day.
Ye Xiaochen did not care whether the customers would be dissatisfied or not. It was up to them whether they wanted to buy or not.
According to Ye Xiaochen's current sales of pickled cabbage, he could probably earn more than ten thousand dollars a day this month, and this was a conservative estimate.
Compared to that, the income from the farm was not worth mentioning.
However, Ye Xiaochen did not relax because of that. Instead, he increased the investment of energy into the farm.
After all, his foundation was still the farm.
Pickled cabbage was just an extension of the farm.
With the development of the farm, there would be more and more products like pickled cabbage in the future, and it would earn him more profits.
Ye Xiaochen walked out of Senda, looking a little tired.
The Potential Channeling Technique consumed too much energy.
However, he had to spend a lot of time doing this every day.
He returned to the house and recorded some of his thoughts in a book.
After a long time, he rubbed his eyebrows and closed the book.
He sat on the bed and was about to sleep when suddenly, his heart skipped a beat. Suddenly, a boiler appeared beside the bed.
He could see the situation inside through the glass window.
The small pollinating bee egg had been completely covered by fine blood vessels, as if it had turned into a blood-red egg.
"It seems that it will not take long for the bee egg to hatch."
Ye Xiaochen calculated the time.
As the culture medium was too low-grade, the time taken for the pollinating bee egg to hatch was longer than usual.
Fortunately, during the incubation process, the pollinating bee egg was normal, and there were no accidents. This saved him from worrying.
As he was thinking, suddenly, he sensed that the bee egg, which was motionless for a while, seemed to have moved.
The bubbles that would pop up every once in a while stopped popping up.
There were three possibilities for the lack of bubbles. First, the nutrient content in the culture medium was insufficient.
Second, the bee egg had reached a critical point.
Third, the bee egg was not in good condition.
Looking at the current situation, the color of the culture medium was still very dark, and it had only been a day.
At the same time, the bee egg was still normal before, and it was impossible for there to be an accident.
Most importantly, he saw the wasp egg move a little.
Yes, it moved.
Ye Xiaochen was surprised because he saw the pollinating bee egg move again.
The pollinating bee egg had reached a critical point.
The larva had matured.
....
PS: Today is still the third update. First, I will add a chapter for Guardian Dharma, "The Book Is Gone".
Also, congratulations to Qin Yuxuan for becoming the Helm Master of this book. I will add a chapter and temporarily add it to the update list.
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