Ke Shu walked outside and dialed the phone by the way, "Hey, Dad...... The private dish we ate last time, do they only cook Huajing food?...... Oh, oh, good...... I know...... Give me Mr. Long's phone number, and I'll introduce her to a business...... Okay, don't worry, they're all serious people, and the big bosses go to eat, and I won't hurt them......"

Ke Shu, who came back after making the call, looked excited, "Li Sheng, I have a newly opened private restaurant here, the chef's craftsmanship is absolutely first-class, and their ingredients are all original, and these restaurants are not at the same level!

"That's okay!" Li Rencheng became a little interested.

Ke Shu can recommend it to himself, he must be a little sure, and it will not be indiscriminate.

"In this way, you book a table first, and we'll go eat tonight." Li Rencheng said, "If I think it's very good, take Boss Zhou over, otherwise it's a meal!"

Ke Shu's expression was slightly stunned, "Uh......"

Li Rencheng was keenly aware of it and asked, "What's the matter?"

"They open a table once a week. Ke Shu said, "It's Saturday." If we ate this week, then ask Boss Zhou next week...... Is it too late?"

"Isn't this nonsense, isn't you! Where does he have time to wait for us for ten days?" Li Rencheng laughed angrily, "Good guy, is this a hunger marketing? One table a week?"

"It's their rule, but it's really delicious. Ke Shu said, "My old man went to eat a meal, and now I still have an aftertaste! If it wasn't too expensive, he would have taken us to a second meal a long time ago." ”

"Oh, how expensive?" asked Li Rencheng, tilting his head.

He could have imagined that this private dish for one table a week must be expensive, otherwise he would not be able to earn so much money.

Ke Shu replied: "There are only two specifications, 30,000 and 80,000, no alcohol, only soup and tea." ”

"It's not outrageous. Li Rencheng nodded slightly.

Not to mention 80,000, he has eaten all the dishes on the table of 800,000, which is the same thing.

At most, the service and drinks are a little better, and the real dishes are not much expensive.

Now there is no alcohol, and for a rich man like him, 80,000 a table is not a sky-high price.

In this way, he became a little interested and began to wonder whether to invite Boss Zhou to dinner.

After a little pondering, Li Rencheng had an idea.

"Scholar, did you just ask? Can they cook their own dishes?" asked Li Rencheng again.

"I just called the female boss and she said she could do it. Ke Shu said.

After he hung up the old man's phone, he called Long Yuqing, lest everyone have an appointment, wouldn't you say it in vain.

"Okay, let's go eat it!" Li Rencheng said, "Order me 80,000 yuan!"

"Huh?"

A few people next to him were a little surprised, "Li Sheng, why don't you taste it first?"

"People have this rule, how do you taste it?" Li Rencheng said, "As for the taste, I believe the scholar will not talk nonsense with me." Even if it fails to meet Boss Zhou's requirements, it will definitely not have a negative effect. Anyway, I'm always going to hit this opportunity, what if it works?"

The big guys all nodded.

Especially Ke Shu, he felt that Li Rencheng could do such a big business, it was really not for nothing.

People's judgment and thinking, as well as decisiveness, far exceed ordinary people.

It's just that he's under some pressure right now.

If it's okay, then the responsibility is naturally not on him.

If the taste is very average and does not reach the standard of 80,000 at all, then he will be in big trouble!

......

In Ke Shu's nervous and excited mood, the time finally reached half past six on Saturday night.

Ke Shu, who arrived at the place an hour early, wanted to rush into the kitchen several times and ask the chef something.

But the girls wouldn't let him in.

And claimed that if he dared to go in, then the business would not be done, and he would be asked to get out of here.

That's when Ke Shu was persuaded to stop.

After receiving a call from Li Rencheng's driver, Ke Shu said to Long Yuqing, who was setting things up: "Xiaolong, you have to tell the chef, you must work hard!

"You've said this more than 300 times, are you annoyed?" Long Yuqing was very helpless, "Anyway, we promised you, we must let the guests know the dishes they are satisfied with, isn't this okay?"

"What if it doesn't work?" Ke Shu asked.

"No in case. ”

"No, are you going to lose money?" Ke Shu continued.

"Huh!"

Long Yuqing glanced at him with a look of contempt.

Ke Shu himself also blushed a little.

Unless there is a major problem in the restaurant, even if it is a gangster, it is difficult to say that the family will refund the money after eating.

The little bit of character in Ke Shu's bones was exposed at once.

But he didn't have time to think about it, so he hurriedly ran out to greet Li Rencheng and Boss Zhou and a few others.

After a while, Li Rencheng, Boss Zhou and a few escorts walked in.

First looked at the environment, the somewhat elegant Boss Zhou had no other look on his face, but when he saw the translucent kitchen operation room, he smiled slightly.

But when he walked into the small hall, Boss Zhou's eyes lit up.

The first thing he saw was a landscape painting.

The painting is very large, more than three meters long and more than one meter wide.

The painting depicts landscapes along the Yangtze River.

The pen does not write who it is, but the outline of the pen is unusually exquisite.

"Tut, the owner of this shop is really an elegant person!" said Boss Zhou as he stood and watched.

Ke Shu saw that Li Rencheng was also looking, so he smiled shyly, "Boss Zhou is really a cultural person, I came here to eat before, but I just heard my father say that the calligraphy and paintings hanging here are very valuable, but I can't see ......"

"Worth the money?"

Boss Zhou shook his head with a smile and did not answer.

He turned to the other side of the notebook that read "Su Shi Water Tune Song Tou Chibi Nostalgia", and his eyes widened when he saw it.

Li Rencheng shouted at him several times before Boss Zhou came back to his senses.

"It's amazing, it's amazing!" Boss Zhou reluctantly sat next to the coffee table and admired: "If such paintings and calligraphy are to be placed in my home, they will definitely not be taken out." To see such exquisite calligraphy among the people really feels that the motherland is full of treasures!"

"Can it be worth more than the real thing?" a person who also knows a little bit of literature, pointed to the script of "Red Cliff Nostalgia".

"Where did you find Su Shi's true handiwork?" asked Boss Zhou rhetorically.

He was speechless.

Boss Zhou shook his head unconsciously, talking about culture with this group of fake cultural people, it's really hard.

They are not as good as Li Rencheng.

At least Li Rencheng knew that he couldn't do it, so he didn't speak, which made Boss Zhou feel clean.