novelraw Chapter 473 - 394: Rabbit Heads Meet Their Waterloo_2
Chapter 473 - 394: Rabbit Heads Meet Their Waterloo_2
"Hey, you guys go check out what’s happening at Night Market Street first."
"Why don’t we go together? We can help you carry some stuff." Bao Shuai noticed that Chen Mo had prepared a lot of ingredients and figured he couldn’t carry it all by himself.
Chen Mo rolled his eyes at him, "I have some other things to do. I’ll head over myself later. You guys go ahead."
Once he had sent the three of them off, Chen Mo felt relieved to use the food truck’s transformation feature.
After a moment of familiar daze, the handsome food truck turned into a humble, unadorned small food cart, with a price list for tea eggs still pasted on the outside.
Chen Mo struggled to move a large barrel of rabbit heads onto the cart, then slowly pushed it towards the night market.
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"Hey, do you really think my urine eggs aren’t as good as tea eggs? What’s so special about tea eggs anyway? Aren’t they just boiled eggs with a tea flavor?"
"Well, your urine eggs are just boiled eggs with a urine stench!"
"Dude, that’s not fair. Urine eggs are a traditional delicacy from Dongyang. I don’t believe you’ve never had them."
Sun Jianhong was currently at his stall, engaging in a tongue battle with a crowd.
Not wanting to repay Chen Mo’s sponsorship money, he had indeed thrown away the whole pot of urine eggs today and tore off the price sign for urine eggs in front of his food cart.
As he waited here for Chen Mo to arrive, he noticed that a queue had already formed at the adjacent empty spot, making Sun Jianhong a bit unhappy.
Tea eggs actually had repeat customers?
"I wouldn’t eat urine eggs. I can’t even stand my kid’s urine, let alone your eggs made with who-knows-whose urine!"
Sun Jianhong’s round face was turning red with anger, "You better be responsible for what you say! My urine is all bought at a high price from kindergartens, it’s genuine boy’s urine!"
The arguing guy smirked, "Who knows? I didn’t see it with my own eyes!"
Just as Sun Jianhong was about to retort, he heard the crowd in the neighboring line start to buzz, everyone pointing towards the entrance of Night Market Street.
"Here he comes, here he comes!"
"Finally, I’ve been waiting forever. I’m going to eat at least ten eggs today!"
"I have to say, the Longjing flavored ones are the best. The tea scent is subtle and only noticeable after you finish eating, like a faint hint of tea."
"I still prefer the Jasmine ones. They leave a fragrant taste in your mouth."
Bao Shuai and the other two, who had arrived earlier, looked at each other upon hearing the customers’ chatter.
They found it a bit unbelievable.
Street food is different from restaurants.
It’s normal for restaurants to have repeat customers as long as they offer good prices and delicious dishes; with time, loyal customers naturally return.
But with street food, no matter how tasty it is, it’s rare for people to repeatedly go out of their way to buy it.
The fact that so many customers were lining up after just one taste showed that Boss Chen’s skills were impressive!
Under the eager anticipation of the many customers, Chen Mo slowly arrived.
The first thing he did upon arrival was to tell Zhang Peng, "Now I’m going to make tea eggs, keep a close eye."
Following the previous day’s method, from arranging the eggs in the pot, to adding the cola, to controlling the heat at the end.
Zhang Peng and Liu Rong couldn’t help but burst into incredulous exclamations from time to time.
"No wonder, no wonder!"
"Come on, Brother Peng, if we’re going to do it like this, our training course is going to be tricky. Can ordinary people control the heat to this level?"
"Wow, controlling the heat, and peeling the eggshells, all these things together, aren’t these eggs a bit too cheap at two yuan each?"
Chen Mo ignored such inconsequential comments.
Making tea eggs was quick; it only took about ten minutes from start to finish. Once done, he began selling them. In just over ten minutes, more than four hundred eggs were all sold out.
Today, many customers even bought them in packs of thirty or forty, they sold particularly fast.
"What’s going on, done selling as soon as you start?"
"Wow, it seems like this snack only needs enough eggs prepared in advance, there’s no such thing as not being able to sell!"
"This is definitely a hit snack!"
Bao Shuai and the other two evaluated the tea eggs, concluding that while it’s hard to make big money from such labor-intensive yet well-selling snacks, they’re absolutely enough to make a living; it’s the type street vendor entrepreneurs love the most.
After selling out the eggs, Chen Mo turned to Sun Jianhong and asked, "So, did you handle it?"
"Yeah, it’s all set!"
"Bring the rabbit head sign over."
Sun Jianhong fetched a sign from his cart, "Stick it on?"
"Yes."
The sign was pasted on the front of Chen Mo’s cart, and customers who had just bought eggs and hadn’t gone far stopped in their tracks.
"Spicy rabbit head, 18 yuan each?"
"Ugh, last time I bought one at the Sichuan-flavor snack place, I told them to make it mildly spicy, and it was so spicy it nearly killed me!"
"Rabbits are so cute..."
No one had sold such snacks in this Night Market Street before.
According to dining establishment guidelines, it’s not that no one sells them, it’s just that those who tried probably went out of business, so future vendors learned their lesson and avoided doing similar businesses.
After all, selling heavily spiced and greasy snacks in a light-flavor region is like selling umbrellas in a desert, practically pointless.
Just as Bao Shuai initially predicted, even though the sign was up, passersby customers merely glanced out of curiosity, and no one stepped forward to inquire or attempt.
"Tsk, street food has a strong regional aspect. Some things are delicious but may not suit every place."
Zhang Peng nodded in approval, "This little Boss Xiao Chen still has too much faith in his craft. He’s completely overlooking market demand, but it’s understandable."