Sun Maocai and Wang Xiulian only spent less than 10 minutes to discuss the countermeasures, and sold it as usual at noon today, and if Ji Yue really wanted to eat it, she would leave a copy. Anyway, Jiang Feng's previous promise to Ji Yue has not been done, and this 10 yuan pure meat wonton can be regarded as the interest owed for so many days.

It's just that Comrade Wang Xiulian doesn't understand, Ji Yue hasn't eaten the Shilaozi pure meat wonton made by Jiang Feng, she only ate it once and then she had a psychological shadow, and occasionally saw others eating pure meat wontons at noon and felt panicked. Ji Yue ate two or three bowls in a row and cried so miserably last time that she dared to eat, they who studied art were really incomprehensible, even if they all changed careers to become waiters, they did not give up their hearts to pursue art.

Sun Maocai didn't understand, he had thought of a lot before, he felt that every limited dish of Jiang Feng might become his signature dish, but he didn't think about the 10 yuan pure meat wonton. When he first looked at the menu, he expressed curiosity about the strange and cheap ravioli, and suggested that he wanted to try it, but everyone who had tried the meat wonton cried and shouted to stop him from doing so.

Tai Fung Lou is the only young and experienced chef who is very capable of fighting, and they can't afford to lose him.

Now Sun Maocai is more curious about Jiang Feng's pure meat wontons.

Today's noon pure meat wontons will be sold as usual, Wang Xiulian asked Ji Yue to hurry up to the printing shop to make a new survey form, and when the lunch is over and the guests have finished their meal, they will send the survey form to them, asking everyone what they think of the pure meat wontons and whether they have any opinions on how they are sold.

As long as everyone has an opinion, Tai Fung Lou can be changed, if you feel that you don't sell enough, Tai Fung Lou can adjust the amount, sell by bowl is also sell, sell by one is also sell. Relying on the hand to grab is a way to sell, according to the lottery is also a way, as long as the guests have the need, Taifeng Lou will definitely try its best to meet their wishes.

Just thinking about it like this, Jiang Feng felt that Taifeng Mansion was really a good restaurant that focused on considering the guests.

The unexpected explosion of pure meat wontons has greatly increased the turnover of Taifeng Building, after all, there are 6 people at a table of 4 people, and 8 people at a table of 6 people have to order dishes for 4 people and 8 people.

During lunch, Jiang Feng took the time to send a message to Zhou Shi, asking him if he had time to come to the store to sit in the store in the past two days, and then he would invite Zhou Shi to have a meal.

After sending the message, Jiang Feng threw his mobile phone on the table and continued to eat, and halfway through the meal, he suddenly found that there seemed to be one person missing, and Ji Yue was gone.

"Qiqi, have you seen Ji Yue, where did he and the hell go, why don't you eat?" Jiang Feng stuffed a piece of tender pork trotter meat into his mouth and looked around.

Wu Minqi glanced at Jiang Feng with very strange eyes and said, "Didn't she eat your wontons just now?" ”

Jiang Feng: ......

You may not believe it when you say it, but this time it was really she who took the initiative to ask for it.

After eating, Jiang Feng glanced at his mobile phone, and Zhou Shi hadn't replied to his message, probably because he was busy. In the past, Sun Maocai went to the teahouse to drink tea with the two old men, but today is different, he wants to stay and discuss with Jiang Feng, Wang Xiulian, Fang Mei and Ji Yue how to deal with Jiang Feng's pure meat wontons.

Pure meat wontons have been very popular since a long time ago, but because this dish is not eaten by people at all, and it is sold cheaply, Jiang Feng only sells so many servings a day, so he is not taken seriously by others at all. Even from the perspective of buff, it is equal to the silk yam, but none of the staff of Taifeng Building feel that it can be compared to the silk yam.

Even though the pure meat wonton has made a very strange reputation, it is only sold as a strange dish.

But now it's different, this dish is not what it used to be, because Xue Shaoheng's 4 words are full of holy light. It's only the first day, and the professor of the Academy of Fine Arts and the painter who said that a painting can sell for six figures have arrived, and then I don't know who will come from where to eat this bowl of wontons that everyone is afraid of.

Ancient and modern Chinese and foreign artists can do anything for that little bit of ethereal inspiration, and some choose to swallow small white powder and embark on the road of breaking the law and committing crimes. This is all good, if it is more serious, it may stab itself twice or simply cut something off itself, and if it is more serious, it may even put your life into it.

Compared to these ways of pursuing inspiration, eating a bowl of pure meat wontons is nothing.

When the follow-up sustainability seminar of pure meat wontons was opened, Ji Yue was still immersed in the sadness of just eating wontons.

The eyes are blank, the gaze is dull, and the description is withered.

At first glance, he is a tragic child who has just experienced the beating of society and a major blow in his life.

Sun Maocai was very interested in Ji Yue's current state, and asked curiously, "Is it like this after eating wontons?"

"Pretty much. Jiang Feng said, "Ji Yue should be more experienced after eating it several times, and some people look particularly scary when they eat it for the first time." I remember the first time my parents ate it, the two of them hugged each other and cried, crying for more than 20 minutes, their throats were hoarse, and their eyes were swollen as if they had been beaten on the second day. ”

Wang Xiulian: ......

"It was all your dad crying, and I shed a few tears. Wang Xiulian chose to throw the pot to Jiang Jiankang, who was not at the scene, "And my son didn't say it, it's really unpalatable for you to make that wonton." Don't talk about people in that thing, pigs have to cry when they eat it. ”

Ji Yue nodded frantically in agreement.

"It's really so amazing, if it was just because it's unpalatable, it probably wouldn't have been eaten like this. Sun Maocai hadn't comprehended the power of Jiang Feng's buff dish yet, and he felt that this thing didn't seem to happen in real life at all, it was already metaphysical.

"You don't understand, this bowl of wontons is not ordinary unpalatable, it has transcended the boundaries of unpalatable, impacting your soul and making you roar and howl from the depths of your heart, like a terrible ghost eating itself little by little. "Ji Yue's inspiration for painting has not yet been obtained, but the level of literature has suddenly increased a lot.

Sun Maocai: ......

So why do people still want to eat this thing? I really don't know how you do art.

"What is the situation of today's guest solicitation, and how did the guests react?" Sun Maocai asked.

Fang Mei took out a stack of opinion solicitation forms that had just been filled out by the guests: "The participants are basically the old guests who have eaten pure meat wontons and the new guests who came this time, and the new guests basically say that there are too few and it is difficult to grab, and the old guests are ......."

Fang Mei paused, obviously the opinions of the old guests have exceeded the scope of ordinary people's understanding: "Some people feel that pure meat wontons are sold too cheaply, because they are too cheap and the threshold is too low, so it is difficult for them to grab, and some guests feel that the amount of one serving is too much." ”

All:???

Fang Mei took out one of the opinion sheets, and the words on it were quite delicate, but the words written didn't seem so normal: "For example, this guest, she also put forward opinions." She thinks that the wontons should be sold one by one instead of bowl by bowl, and if it doesn't work, she can sell the wonton skin and wonton meat separately, so that they will have a much better chance of grabbing it. ”

Fang Mei took out another opinion form: "This guest also made a suggestion, and he also thinks that wontons should be sold one by one, and there should be a limit of one per person." What he said was ......"

Fang Mei picked up the opinion form, squinted her eyes and read out the words above: "Pure meat wontons, such a sacred dish, it is too luxurious and wasteful for a person to eat two or three a day, and some people even eat a bowl, this kind of behavior is simply outrageous." In order for everyone to be able to eat, each person should be limited to one per day, otherwise it will be too extravagant and wasteful. ”

All:???

In fact, even if pure meat wontons are sold by one, there are not many of them, after all, there are only 10 bowls of wontons in one bowl, and only three bowls can be made a day, and there are only 30 by one. There are more than 30 people who come to eat pure meat wontons today, and from the spirit of those previous art students, perseverance, today can not grab tomorrow, today can grab, tomorrow will rob, tomorrow will rob, pure meat wontons have to be eaten continuously.

Even if you eat inspiration, you have to renew it.

Sun Maocai has been a chef for so many years, and it is the first time he has seen such strange dishes, such strange guests and such strange requirements, and the most important thing is that these strange requests are still expected, which makes him speechless for a while and doesn't know what to say.

"I think since the guests have asked for it, it's better to sell the meat wontons on a case-by-case basis. You may not have much feeling in the back kitchen at noon today, we have all seen it in the lobby, there are a lot of people, and if you have three servings a day, it may not only be a problem of short supply. Fang Mei said, "But if you sell it by one, you must be cautious in pricing, if the price is too high, it will inevitably affect word of mouth." ”

"You can't set a high price. Sun Maocai said bluntly, "This dish removes those factors that I may not be able to understand, whether it is quality, taste or other aspects, it is not suitable for setting a high price, it is only suitable for selling at a low price." If you really want to sell it by the piece, my suggestion is to keep the original price the same for one dollar. ”

Wang Xiulian has no meaning for this, although she is very keen to raise prices to be a qualified black-hearted capitalist, but she also has a conscience. As the original victim of pure meat wontons, she felt that it was too much to charge money for this kind of broken vegetables, and it was simply unreasonable to sell them at a high price.

"My suggestion is that it is best to sell pure meat wontons at staggered peaks, not all at noon. I remember that a bowl is 10 pieces, so it is calculated as 30 pieces a day, and 20 pieces are sold at noon and 10 pieces at night, so that customers can have more choices. It can also avoid the situation that there are too many diners at noon and too few at night, if there are too many customers and the queue time is too long, many guests will choose to eat in another restaurant, so we will lose a lot of customers invisibly. After all, Sun Maocai is a professional chef, and even if he can't manage the meat wontons, he can give suggestions that he thinks are very good.

"I think so. Fang Mei didn't have any opinions, Wang Xiulian also nodded in agreement, Jiang Feng was originally here to listen to everyone's opinions, and Ji Yue was completely immersed in the sadness of the wonton and couldn't extricate herself.

Sun Maocai's proposal was strangely unanimously approved.

The follow-up sustainability seminar of pure meat wonton was successfully concluded.

After the meeting, everyone naturally has to do their own things, drink tea when they should drink tea, go out to hang out, and sleep when they should go to the monitoring room to sleep. Sun Maocai was about to go to the teahouse to do what a qualified Taifeng Lou chef should do during his lunch break, when he was stopped by Jiang Feng.

I replied to him just now.

Zhou Shi told him that he had made an appointment with a friend for dinner tonight, and he originally planned to ask a friend to go to Yongheju for dinner, but after seeing Jiang Feng's news, he temporarily changed his mind and decided to invite his friend to Taifeng Building for dinner, and he also happened to take this opportunity to come and see everyone.

Zhou Shi said that he would come early, before the evening business started. At that time, the kitchen was not busy, and he also had time to chat with everyone and catch up.

If nothing else, tonight will be the moment to decide the fate of Zhou Shi's future.

Jiang Feng wanted to ask Sun Maocai for a favor and help him perform a play together to lie.

If Zhou Shi is simply to visit everyone, since he has entered the back kitchen and chatted, he has come, it is better to change his clothes and wash his hands, return to his old business and do some work, work a day job to relive his old dreams, and re-experience the feeling of being a chef in Taifeng Building.

It's different now, I'm here to eat every week.

Coming to eat is a guest, pulling the guest into the back kitchen and letting him cook two dishes, cook it himself, and eat it himself, Jiang Feng feels that it seems a little bad.

The most important thing is that the dishes he cooks may not be eaten by himself.

So Jiang Feng wanted to invite Sun Maocai to perform with him, so he said that when Jiang Feng had lunch today, he told everyone about when he met Zhou Shi in Yongheju last night. It happened that Sun Mao heard it, so he asked a few words casually, and Jiang Feng talked about the situation of Zhou Shi. Sun Maocai was very interested in him after listening to it, especially the cold sea cucumber that had not been on the recipe of Taifeng Lou during the week, Sun Maocai has been studying sea cucumber dishes recently, so he wants to know how this fresh method is.

Jiang Feng still knows Zhou Shi's cooking skills very well, Ye Luzi was born and did not learn from the master from scratch, because of his good talent, the foundation is quite good. Most of the dishes in the week are not distinctive, and many of them are learned secretly, and one of the drawbacks of stealing is that it is often difficult to learn the real essence. Among his many dishes is the one he taught Jiang Feng before, the cold sea cucumber used to exchange for crab stuffed oranges can be slightly eye-catching.

Jiang Feng will make this cold sea cucumber salad, but Jiang Feng can use the excuse that he didn't do it as well as Zhou Shi, or simply say that he didn't actually learn the true essence of this dish, so he needed to make a special dish for Sun Mao to taste. Sun Mao is a master of Cantonese cuisine, but he just wants to taste a dish, Jiang Feng believes that most chefs are very happy, and Zhou Shi should be no exception.

Cold sea cucumber can reflect Zhoushi's cooking skills, it is not complicated, and there are few opportunities to make mistakes, which is what Jiang Feng can think of, the most suitable for assessment and the most beneficial dish for Zhoushi.

Under the pretext that Sun Mao only wants to eat, Zhou Shi will not be perfunctory, and he will definitely go all out.

That's all Jiang Feng can help him.

It's just that Sun Mao needs to agree to tell this lie with him.

Sun Maocai naturally agreed.

He heard Jiang Feng say that Peng Changping wanted to be a closed disciple when he closed the week, and he heard that this cold sea cucumber dish was very distinctive, he really wanted to taste what kind of characteristic method it was, and he also wanted to see what the cooking level of the people who could be favored by Peng Changping was.

"Of course, no problem, do I need to do anything else, for example, design a line, or how to say it after meeting him. Sun Maocai not only agreed, but was even a little excited, "Do you want to rehearse first? I was invited by a friend to run a trick in the movie, and there are lines." ”

Jiang Feng: ?

"No, no, just play normally, you can not speak, just nod your head in agreement or simply stand by the side. "Jiang Feng doesn't really understand how these celebrity chefs like acting.

"Oh. Sun Maocai looked a little disappointed.

It's like thinking that I had taken on a leading role, but after getting the script, I found that I was a supporting role, not only a supporting role but also a supporting role without lines.

Disappointed.

(End of chapter)