In the afternoon, when Zhou Yan went to Xinghan Group to borrow a field cooking truck, as soon as he entered the gate of the group company, he found that the field cooking truck had been parked in the square in front of the Bagua Building.
Of course, in addition to the two field cooking trucks purchased by Zhou Yan, there were also three or two pickup trucks parked there, a small refrigerated truck, and seven or eight small battery trucks carried on the pickup trucks.
"Mr. Zhou, Lao Xu and I have prepared the vehicles and manpower for you..."
Zhou Yan immediately gave Deng Zhuo a slap in the face: "How can I drive away with so many cars?"
"Didn't I tell you that the staff is ready and someone will help you drive tomorrow..."
Zhou Yan didn't take it seriously and drove the field cooking truck home directly.
But the next day, after Zhou Yan went to Yang Yuning's house to pick up the Yang siblings, he set off with his classmates and ingredients in a pickup truck. When they gathered near the Xinghan Group, he found that the only ones traveling with him were the young master and princess who had already booked a delivery person.
They, and their parents.
"You, you, and you..." Zhou Yan pointed at Xu Chongsheng, Deng Zhuo and Zheng Yun angrily, "What are you going to do, make the highway more congested?"
Xu Chongsheng, who was twenty years older than Zhou Yan, was not afraid of Zhou Yan's black face. He laughed and said: "Mr. Zhou, I didn't have time to spend time with my children during the summer vacation. Now I finally find time to not only accompany my children, but also cultivate my children's independence."
Spirit, why not do it?"
"As for the rest..."
Xu Chongsheng winked at Deng Zhuo, who then took out a pair of wide sunglasses from the cab and covered his eyes.
"Is this okay?"
"Then let's go!"
The biggest traffic jam of the century is located near Badaling, and the length of the traffic jam has reached an abnormal 100 kilometers.
Within this 100-kilometer range, there are villages near some highway sections, so vehicles stuck on this section basically don’t have to worry about food.
The highway section located in a deep mountainous area is more troublesome. There is no village or shop in front of you, so food becomes a big problem.
Based on the contents of the satellite photos, Zhou Yan picked a piece of flat land on the edge of the highway and set up a stall.
Deng Zhuo, who had just set up his stall and had already stabilized his car, took out a box from the trunk of the car, took out a drone from the trunk of the car, assembled it, and let it fly under the watchful eyes of Qin Ruoshu's classmates.
After Deng Zhuo flew the drone, Zheng Yun, who also wore big sunglasses, took out his laptop and connected it to Deng Zhuo's operating handle with a data cable...
Xu Chongsheng helped Zhou Yan connect the gas and electrical equipment of the cooking cart.
There are two cooking carts. The main function of one is to stir-fry, and the main function of the other is to steam. The fuel used is liquefied gas. Some functions require electricity, and the source of electricity is provided in the vehicle.
dynamo……
On this side, Zhou Yan and Xu Chongsheng are ready. On the other side, Deng Zhuo and Zheng Yun have also obtained some important user data through the drone and handed it over to the chef Zhou Yan.
When making fast food, you naturally have to prepare the staple food first: steamed buns and rice. Rice is easy to say. Once the rice is washed, it can be steamed in a pot.
And steamed buns are naturally more troublesome...
When washing the rice, Qin Ruoshu's classmates, Xu Chongsheng, Deng Zhuo and others were all able to help, but when steaming the steamed buns, a group of people could only watch on the side: the fermented dough was being kneaded.
, the minimum weight starts at ten pounds.
Of course, while Zhou Yan was busy, others were not idle either: picking and washing vegetables under the command of Qin Ruoshu.
"Old Qin, the vegetables have been washed. Do you need our help cutting them?"
Qin Ruoshu glanced helplessly at her classmate Li Xiaonan who was loading vegetables into a basin by the stream: "Classmate Li, please save your time..."
As he spoke, Qin Ruoshu pointed at Yang Li, Wei Ying, and Xu Chongsheng's wife Huang Fan who were guarding the chopping board.
Li Xiaonan had no choice but to hand over the washed vegetables angrily, then took Qin Ruoshu to the corner, and glanced at Xu Chongsheng, Deng Zhuo and Zheng Yun who were watching the excitement beside the cooking cart: "Old Qin, those three men in sunglasses
do you know?"
Qin Ruoshu suddenly became wary and kept looking at his friend: "Classmate Li Xiaonan, don't tell me that you lack father's love?!"
Li Xiaonan was about to cry but couldn't find any tears: "Where are these things? The sunglasses of these three people have not been taken off since they set off!"
"Maybe I'm afraid of the sun!"
After steaming the steamed buns, Zhou Yan turned back to stir-fry.
Zhou Yan was busy working, and others were not idle either.
Xu Chongsheng's wife Huang Fan, Yang Li, Wei Ying, and Qin Ruoshu's classmates were loading staple food into blow molded lunch boxes.
Xu Chongsheng, Deng Zhuo and Zheng Yun are preparing battery carts and incubators for the delivery workers.
The traffic policeman opposite who was responsible for maintaining order observed for a long time and finally determined the purpose of the group of people: to take advantage of the situation and rob them!
You look at the scenery on the bridge, but you don't know that you have also become the scenery for others.
For Deng Xi and Zheng Wenrui, who usually go out by car, the traffic police motorcycle is undoubtedly a more fashionable means of transportation than their own cars.
Deng Zhuo and Zheng Yun felt both angry and funny when they saw their son staring at the traffic policeman's motorcycle like a maniac.
The two looked at each other, then walked through the highway guardrail that had been torn down by the traffic police and walked to the traffic police.
"You two..." The traffic policeman looked at the two men dressed in black with vigilance.
"We make affordable lunch boxes, and the meals are almost ready, but we are a little short of delivery manpower..."
parity?
Confusion flashed in the traffic policeman's eyes: If you don't make money, what are you trying to do?
In just a few minutes, Zhou Yan had fried two large pots of meat and vegetables and handed them over to the packaging team.
"Comrade Traffic Police, look, this is our set meal, one meat, one vegetarian, one rice, ten yuan!"
Seeing that the two of them didn't seem to be joking, the traffic policeman got out of the car, walked to the footbath, and saluted: "You two, how can we help you specifically?"
"Can you temporarily serve as our delivery boy? As for the cashier..." Deng Zhuo glanced at Deng Xi who was eager to try with a smile, "Just leave it to my son..."
"this……"
"Uncle policeman, I am a young pioneer of Xinghan Primary School..."
"Oh well……"
When Deng Xi turned back and showed off to his mother happily, Deng Zhuo turned back and looked at the traffic policeman with an apologetic face: "Actually, we just want our children to feel the cruelty of society..."
"There are not many parents like you anymore," the traffic policeman glanced at Zhou Yan, who was cooking vegetables not far away. "Have you prepared much lunch? If so, I can ask a few more colleagues to come over and help. After all, there is nothing you can do."
It’s more soothing than food!”
"Thanks!" Deng Zhuo chuckled, "We have prepared about 400 lunches, as well as some mineral water. Subsequent supplies may be delivered one after another according to actual needs..."
"Well..." The traffic policeman didn't know how to bargain with Deng Zhuo, "In this case, you can actually increase the price appropriately. After all, from the capital to here..."
"No need..." Deng Zhuo smiled and shook his head, "The cost of our cooking cart has been recovered. As for the cost of the ingredients, because we rely on the system, the price will not be very high..."
Cooking cart?
The traffic police glanced at the two familiar-looking cooking carts not far away, thought about it carefully, then suddenly realized, and kept looking at Deng Zhuo: "You are...Mr. Deng, why are you..."