Food: How Did I Become a Chef When I Set Up a Stall? Chapter 174

Chapter 174 Isn't it true that he has always been so generous? !

 Saturday, Sichuan restaurants are busy again.

 After the business started, customers started queuing up to grab the number plate.

 After a while, even the night number plates were all taken away.

 Business is ridiculously good.

Shen Hai specially invited a waiter outside to be responsible for calling the number and receiving guests.

 An ordinary Sichuan restaurant experienced a sensation of explosion.

 At the same time, outside the Sichuan restaurant.

Yang Juanjuan, the chairman of Sichuan Flavor Sichuan Cuisine Restaurant, looked at the bustling scene of the Sichuan Cuisine Restaurant with envy and jealousy.

 Such a business should be available in her big restaurant.

 Jiang Feng has always been polite.

Yang Dalong advised from the side.

“Boss Jiang, are you off work?”

 “It seems to be a signboard in the local area.”

Jiang Feng replied with a smile:

 The Sichuan restaurant was very busy until half past nine in the evening.

“I can give you ten thousand in one week, okay?”

“That's right, I want to invite you to our restaurant, even for a week, and I'll pay a high price.”

Jiang Feng found Xiao Hei from the backyard and took him away with him.

If you think this system task is good, take it.

Yang Juanjuan smiled and called to Jiang Feng.

 The Taste of Sichuan is obviously going downhill now, and its daily turnover is decreasing.

“The spicy chicken is really delicious, do you have a recipe?”

 “We can't invite you.”

Yang Juanjuan still doesn't give up.

 When guests see this scene, they often won't go in.

Yang Juanjuan directly explained her intention.

After not accepting the mission, the system will refresh the mission two days later. It all depends on Jiang Feng's own choice.

 Many people saw him and waved to say hello to him.

 “Will you still be here tomorrow?”

“Boss Jiang, I've finally met you. Let me introduce myself. My name is Yang Juanjuan, and I am the owner of Sichuan Flavor Restaurant.”

Jiang Feng had heard Shen Hai talk about this before, and he paid special attention to it.

 The atmosphere seemed a little cooler.

 Looking from the outside, you can see to the naked eye that there are many empty tables inside.

What she thought was that she could invite Jiang Feng to the restaurant for a week to make the Sichuan flavor more popular and reverse the current decline.

“Our restaurants are all time-honored in the city, ranking among the top three, and our Sichuan cuisine is particularly famous.”

“Just ask him for a week to take care of things.”

Jiang Feng finished his last order, changed his clothes, and walked out of the Sichuan restaurant.

“I can get you from such a shabby little restaurant, so if we spend more money, why can't we get it?”

“It will still be there tomorrow, as long as everyone likes to eat.”

  It seems that invisible fortune is gradually passing away from the restaurant.

How come a small restaurant can be so popular?

 But she didn't know where Jiang Feng went to cook. She looked at the system tasks and rewards, as well as her own mood.

"Hello."

 The guests are very enthusiastic.

Not long after I walked out, I saw a beautifully dressed woman in her twenties and a short-haired boy in a suit walking towards her.

 If you don't want to do it, you don't have to accept the task.

 She was in a hurry and sought medical treatment, and finally found a top chef, and she still had no fixed job, so she was naturally unwilling to give up.

 “Boss Jiang, Boss Jiang, wait a moment.”

 The current system tasks are very suitable, so Jiang Feng has always accepted them.

“Sister, that chef also has a restaurant in Ludong, and it's no worse than our restaurant.”

 He ​​has no interest in working in Sichuan Flavor, and one thing is that now he earns more than 10,000 yuan a week at Lao Wei Xiao Sichuan Restaurant.

“I'm not interested in going to your place to cook Sichuan cuisine, but I'm quite interested in your restaurant.”

 “Thinking about selling?”

“Perhaps you can take the money and invest it in some other business.”

Jiang Feng said unhurriedly.

Yang Juanjuan was slightly startled.

At this time, she felt that Jiang Feng's background was much stronger than hers.

In the chat just now, she still regarded Jiang Feng as a "part-time chef" and the conversation was about "salary".

Jiang Feng said backhand, "I want to buy a restaurant," but Yang Juanjuan couldn't even handle it.

 It's actually normal.

Yang Juanjuan's restaurant belongs to her husband, and she is the manager. After managing it for several months, the more she worked, the more the restaurant became more and more prosperous.

Jiang Feng's restaurant is his own, and it is also the signature of local Shandong cuisine. Now it is getting better and better.

Jiang Feng's background is much better than hers.

Yang Dalong couldn't say a word and looked embarrassed.

How to talk about this?

We offered a high salary of 10,000 yuan a week, and the other party wanted to buy our restaurant.

Who can I talk to to reason with this?

“Well” Yang Juanjuan was also a little confused, “I haven't considered this yet.”

Jiang Feng replied calmly:

“I just asked casually, if there is an idea of ​​selling it, it would be great. If not, I can find other suitable places.”

 “Let's talk again when we have a chance.”

 After saying that, Jiang Feng took Xiao Hei away chicly.

 Only Yang Juanjuan and Yang Dalong were left standing there stunned.

It took a long time before Yang Juanjuan recovered.

 “No, has he always been so generous?”

Yang Dalong looked at her, "Judging from his assets, it seems like this."

“Sister, why don't you sell the restaurant? Let's invest in something else?”

Yang Dalong asked again.

"You think I can't sell it if I don't want to. This restaurant belongs to your brother-in-law, and he has the final say."

"Lets see."

 The two left silently.

At night, Yang Juanjuan tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. She sat up immediately after thinking about what had happened for a long time.

 “No, is he so fierce?”

“I asked him to be a cook, and he wants to buy my restaurant?”

 “This is not impossible.”

“I've always wanted to invest in a beauty salon, which makes more money than a restaurant.”

"You can think about it." After Jiang Feng took Xiao Hei home, he simply washed up for a while and then rested.

 The next day, Laoweiwei Sichuan Restaurant was still so busy.

  “It's a good one!”

 “So many people!”

“Boss, please give me a number. I've been waiting in line for a long time. Please give me a number!”

“Boss, a friend of mine is about to die. Before he dies, he wants to eat Sichuan food cooked by Boss Jiang!”

“Boss, let me in, I don't take up a seat, I can eat standing up!”

 The guests at the door began to line up and were shouting.

 Everyone also worked hard.

 Liu Lei asked his wife and children to wait aside, and rushed into the crowd to get his number.

 He is like a warrior who takes on the responsibility of the family.

　　Everyone is quite chaotic, just forcing people to squeeze in and grabbing seats.

 Shen Hai's head is getting bigger.

 It doesn't matter if the business is too good.

 After a while, Liu Lei, disheveled, squeezed out of the crowd.

 He straightened his clothes a few times and breathed a sigh of relief.

 “How was it? Did you grab it?”

His wife quickly asked with concern.

“Of course I got it, it's pretty close to the front, I think I can eat it in just over one o'clock.”

 Liu Lei shook the number plate in his hand and said with satisfaction.

"Very good."

 His wife and son both smiled happily.

 As long as you can eat it.

They glanced towards the door and saw that many people were still scrambling for numbers.

The scene was lively and chaotic.

At this time, a young man held up a piece of paper and said happily:

 “Hahaha, I'm in line! I'm in line!”

He was smiling and looking very proud of himself.

As soon as he finished speaking, another young man with yellow hair, who looked like a spirited young man, suddenly jumped up and snatched the ticket from his hand.

 Huang Mao got the number ticket and ran out.

The young guy was stunned and took several seconds to react.

 “Hold the grass! Hold the grass!”

　　"Someone takes my account, he takes my account!"

 “Help me stop him!”

The young man shouted excitedly.

 Then he squeezed out of the crowd and started chasing away.

Others took a look, but no one helped him.

Who made him be so arrogant just now!

　　Just keep quiet after you robbed it. Who can blame you for being robbed?

 Liu Lei saw this scene and protected the number plate.

 Don't be robbed.

 “It's so lively, this chef is so popular!”

Liu Lei's wife looked at the young man going away with a gossipy face, her eyes full of excitement.

Liu Lei nodded, "No, as for the spicy crayfish he made, I have never eaten anything so delicious!"

The family temporarily left the door of the Sichuan restaurant and planned to go shopping first.

  Anyway, you can see the real-time queue situation on your mobile phone, so you don't have to wait at the door of the store.

 The scene at the door was particularly lively.

At this time, Jiang Feng also came in a hurry.

 I got up a little late today.

 Fortunately, the apprentice in the kitchen prepared all the side dishes according to his requirements.

 And there is some meat that Jiang Feng had marinated yesterday.

 So just go and start doing it.

 Seeing Jiang Feng appear, someone shouted:

“Boss Jiang is coming, everyone, get out of the way!”

This sentence made Jiang Feng feel a little confused.

There was a hint of helplessness in his expression. He originally wanted to sneak in, but unexpectedly he was discovered.

 It was only then that people noticed Jiang Feng.

“Boss Jiang, please give me a number!”

“Boss Jiang, my roommate is dying and wants to eat your cooking before he dies!”

“Boss Jiang, my wife says she wants to divorce me if she can't eat the food you cook. Please help me.”

 Several people said to him immediately.

Jiang Feng is already used to these words.

 I have experienced this before when I was setting up a stall.

He also has a way to deal with it, which is to squeeze in and say "Hello everyone" at the same time.

 “Hello everyone, big guys!”

 “Thank you for your support!”

 He squeezed into the restaurant through the crowd, then went to the back kitchen, changed into chef clothes, washed his hands, checked the side dishes, and was ready to get busy.

 The back kitchen is quieter.

 There are just a variety of ingredients and condiments here.

Jiang Feng is very comfortable in such an environment.

 He looked at the beef heart and tongue in the pot and prepared to cut the couple's lungs into slices.

 There are also clean fish soaked in water in a basin on the side, which will be cooked in a while.

The ingredients are all fine, just waiting for the order to come in.

There are two apprentices helping in the kitchen now. The two young men are not very old, but they work quite hard.

One of the young guys is not very talkative, but he is very honest. He is very serious about chopping and washing vegetables, and he must do his best in everything he is told.

The other one is more tactful, and occasionally plays a little clever, but after all, he is a chef, so it doesn't hurt.

Jiang Feng is very accurate in judging people and has standards in his mind when judging two people.

 He planned to apply for the honest young man when he opened a restaurant.

 What a chef needs is someone who is down-to-earth and willing to work. After all, he is making dishes and does not need to talk directly to the guests. Honesty is a more valuable quality.

 After a while, the time came.

 At Shen Hai, follow the number plate and scan the code to release the person.

He still has to keep an eye on the authenticity of the number plate. Yesterday, someone slipped in with a fake number plate.

Everyone will use any means to get Jiang Feng's cooking.

As the owner of a Sichuan restaurant, Shen Hai is interested in the art of war rather than the recipes!

 (End of this chapter)

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