Gourmet: Midnight Vending-Chapter 279 - 272: Dark Street Aesthetics: Scorching Eyes

Chapter 279: Chapter 272: Dark Street Aesthetics: Scorching Eyes

Chen Mo got up this morning as usual, washed up, and stood in the food truck, feeling a bit disheartened with a cup in hand.

"So why on earth did I rack my brains to drink a glass of bitter melon juice?"

"What’s the difference between this and eating a pile of crap?"

"Throw it away, throw the whole cup away."

Fortunately, the first barbecue ingredient I chose was meat skewers, otherwise selling ten thousand skewers would have been really hard to achieve, since cutting meat and threading skewers is the most tedious job.

"Grilled eggplant will have to be a slow process, the skewers I pick next should be easy to thread."

Last night, Chen Mo already had an idea, and after ditching the bitter melon juice, he decisively drove towards the slaughterhouse he found on the map.

Not long after, Chen Mo appeared at a large slaughterhouse on the outskirts of Chengdu.

After finding the owner there, the owner seemed a bit confused, "What do you need that stuff for? Do I even have to scrape it out for you?"

"Just to eat, what else? Just tell me how much per pair."

"How can I charge you for this? Unless you scrape it out yourself?"

"No, you get someone to help scrape it out for me, I’ll give you 3 yuan per pair, that’s my highest offer."

The owner smoked a cigarette and thought for a while, clearly calculating whether this business was worth doing.

At 3 yuan per pair, a thousand pairs would be 3000 yuan, he asked, "How many pairs do you need?"

"I need ten thousand pairs!"

No more, no less, just the exact amount needed for his task.

The owner didn’t hesitate anymore, flicked his cigarette butt, "Deal, give me an address, and I’ll deliver them to you tonight."

The second type of ingredient was simpler, Chen Mo directly found a local barbecue ingredient wholesaler. The price was a bit high, but it was unavoidable.

If you want good quality goods, you have to be willing to pay more. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

After securing the two types of ingredients, Chen Mo went back to the parking lot and started threading the meat skewers. A busy day had begun again!

...

At the bus company, Qin Xiufen and Zhang Zhenhua, who were in charge of HR, were sipping hot tea in the office.

"Which dinner should we attend tonight?" Zhang Zhenhua said nonchalantly.

Qin Xiufen put down her tea mug, "Let’s go to Old Hu’s dinner. I don’t feel like eating with people your age anymore. Every meal means drinking alcohol, and once you start drinking, there’s no telling when it’ll end. It’s so annoying."

Zhang Zhenhua laughed, "Who doesn’t agree? I’m tired of drinking too. I think having a late-night snack with Old Hu is fine. No matter who the company ultimately chooses, at least we’ll have given the senior staff an explanation. By the way, what’s the higher-ups’ stance?"

Qin Xiufen replied, "The higher-ups are more inclined toward the young candidate. After all, young people have energy, focus better, and handle emergency situations well. Old Hu is not young anymore, and since he was introduced by an acquaintance, the higher-ups aren’t too keen. Of course, the final decision is still left to HR."

"Tsk..." Zhang Zhenhua smacked his lips with the tea foam, "Alright then, I’ll host the late-night snack tonight. Let’s not make the senior staff pay, and we can also chat with Old Hu about the specifics."

In the HR department, there were only two people, Qin Xiufen and Zhang Zhenhua. Both had been employees for over twenty years and had a significant say in these matters.

Hu Jian Country was recommended by an acquaintance, but although the bus driver profession seems ordinary, with the recent rise in accidents, their HR has to take the evaluations seriously.

Comparing the two, choosing the younger driver is undoubtedly the priority.

The day went by quickly, and as night fell, Hu Jian Country changed into what he considered a decently presentable shirt and loose dress pants, and set out with the old friend who recommended him.

"Old Hu, don’t embarrass yourself at tonight’s dinner, okay? Be generous when it’s called for, boast when it’s needed. After all, that other driver is only in his forties, he’s got quite an advantage over you."

Hu Jian Country’s expression turned slightly heavy, "I know. Tonight, I’m treating you to barbecue. Sorry to trouble you, but please put in a good word about me to the two managers."

The old friend, Hou Qingyun, nodded seriously, "Alright, let’s go."

At Hu Jian Country’s age, he’s almost at the brink of being edged out by society.

They don’t need him for physical work, he can’t handle mental work, he can do technical work, but there’s a queue of young people waiting behind him.

In a word: tough!

As Hou Qingyun walked with Hu Jian Country on Construction Road, he nodded silently at the direction. Although Old Hu is getting old and life is somewhat tough, his choice for a late-night snack is not bad.

Construction Road Night Market is the best choice for many nearby people for late-night snacks. Prices here vary greatly, with both affordable and expensive options.

The key is that the variety is comprehensive, and you can get almost anything you want to eat.

The most important thing is that eating at these night market stalls gives a strong sense of life and vitality, which is the favorite taste of Sichuan people.

If you were to book a luxurious private room or something, it would be too formal and not worthwhile. That kind of setting is a bit too official.

But choosing a dingy hole-in-the-wall street food place, considering the person is a bus company HR manager, would seem too casual.

The night market is just right.

Walking along, Hou Qingyun turned his head, "Old Hu?"

Hu Jian Country was nowhere beside him, and looking back, there was no sign of him. Confused, Hou Qingyun quickly made a call.

"Old Hu?"

"Old Hou, where are you?"

"Seriously, where the hell have you gone? Weren’t we going to Construction Road Night Market?"

"When did I say I’d go to the night market? I’m there, just turn around and look for the place where the most people are, hurry over here!"

After saying that, Old Hu hung up the phone.