Early in the morning, thirteen guests of Imperial Fried Rice came, which also directly set a new high in the income of the Fortune Hotel, you must know that this is not yet the lunch peak, and there is already a net income of more than 10,000 yuan.

And Song Zixuan also deliberately slowed down the rhythm of fried rice, just to prevent the guests from leaving after eating, and to keep the first floor full, so as to drive the flow of customers during the lunch peak.

After all, eating is a matter of paying attention to getting together, who sees a hot restaurant is willing to go in to taste the taste, and when you see a deserted store, you are naturally reluctant to go in, which is also a business philosophy of contemporary hotels, the more popular it is, the more deserted it is.

Sure enough, Song Zixuan maintained the rhythm, until eleven o'clock, the guests on the first floor were full, and by noon, there was only one empty private room on the second floor.

At the same time, the Imperial Fried Rice has driven three more servings, and sixteen Imperial Fried Rice have been produced at lunchtime, and the front hall and back kitchen are unprecedentedly busy.

Yang Gang and the others didn't even have time to chat, entertaining guests, serving food, and cleaning the table, almost never stopped.

It wasn't until he was a little faster that Song Zixuan sat down to sit for a while, after all, the dishes outside had not yet been served, and the kitchen had to continue to be busy, so Song Zixuan only rested for a while, and acted as a waiter again, running back and forth.

"Master, it's really explosive today, it's already eighteen. Sang Tianshuo said with a smile.

"Hehe, let's see if there will be two more copies, it is estimated that the eighth master should be happy. ”

Sang Tianshuo smiled: "It seems that we will soon be the same as when we were in the big era, and we will get off work at noon in the future." ”

"That's not necessarily, after all, the scale of the Fortune Hotel is small, it is not impossible to explode, but it will take longer than the big food generation, today's situation should be an accident, and it will develop normally from tomorrow." Song Zixuan said.

"Ah, then you still let me post that thing outside, wouldn't it be a shame not to explode the order when the time comes?" Sang Tianshuo said.

Song Zixuan smiled: "That's not, although we can't immediately explode orders every day, but today's incident shows that there will be people who will come to eat fried rice very early in the future, and when the time comes, others will see that there are people queuing up to eat in our store every day, so they will naturally advertise invisibly." ”

Hearing this, Sang Tianshuo nodded: "It makes sense, I'll go to Master, if you don't tell people that you haven't even finished high school, someone will definitely believe that you graduated from a prestigious university in management haha." ”

"I don't know anything about management, but I know that we have to run a good store, the first is to do our own ingredients, whether it is emperor fried rice or other dishes, and the second is to do a good job of advertising, whether it is to run around or rely on online media, in short, the larger the scope of advertising, the greater our influence, under the premise of high-quality ingredients and classic dishes, we can be popular all over the city!"

"Well said, he deserves to be the second master, he knows so much!" Hu Zhen shouted on the side when he heard this.

Song Zixuan smiled back: "The chef has worked hard, when our restaurant improves, I will invite you to drink!"

"Okay, second master, it's bright enough haha, with a boss like you, we can do it comfortably!"

"No, second master, I just want to drink the delicious soup you made. ”

"Yes, yes, I want to drink it too, second master, wait until you have the opportunity to make it for my brother again!"

A couple of cooks said.

Song Zixuan smiled: "No problem, as long as our store is on fire, it's not a problem!"

During this time, Song Zixuan almost cooperated closely with the back kitchen, and everyone not only had a much higher tacit understanding, but also cultivated a lot of feelings.

After all, it is his own hotel, whether it is the front hall or the back kitchen, he Song Zixuan wants a boutique team, and the premise of boutique is tacit understanding.

At about two o'clock, most of the customers in the store left, and only two tables of wine were left, which were still there.

Song Zixuan instructed Yang Gang to serve the two tables, and at the same time said: "Yang Gang, if you have some fried rice today, tell them that they have already served twenty servings, and if you want to eat tomorrow, please be early." ”

"Ah, Second Master, why then? Aren't there still two copies? Let's put two thousand yuan and don't earn it?" Yang Gang was puzzled.

Song Zixuan smiled: "Hehe, sometimes you have to pay attention to a strategy, let them eat forever, and you don't know how to cherish it." ”

Sang Tianshuo said on the side: "Yes, Master, it's really like this, this wave of people has eaten today, and they will definitely not come again in a few days, and it is very likely that there will be few orders tomorrow, so we have to hold them back." ”

"That's right, Skylight has improved. ”

As I was chatting, I saw a man in his fifties walking into the main entrance of the hotel, dressed sloppily, shaking three times while walking, with cloth shoes under his feet and not mentioning the heels.

"Okay, it's this old man again......" Yang Gang said with a sad face.

Seeing this, Song Zixuan greeted him directly: "Hey, Lord Wang, what wind blew you here?"

The prince clasped his fists and smiled: "Okay, didn't you say that you should go to my place for a drink today?" ”

Wang Chengyong obviously also gave Song Zixuan face, the difference between the two is more than 30 years old, and he can shout a second master because he is too familiar, and he likes Song Zixuan very much in his heart.

"Hahaha, Lord Wang, you are particular, I just have nothing to do, let's go?" Song Zixuan said with a smile.

"Well said, but ...... Today, I only have small wine and peanuts over there, can you bring some meat?" Wang Chengyong said.

Song Zixuan glanced at him: "Eh, I said that there is no such thing as you, you have to let the guests bring their own dry food when you invite guests......?"

"Hehe, save a little if you can, eh, I said, simply, I'll give you a scene today, how about a whole imperial fried rice? I haven't eaten it for a few days, I miss that bite. Wang Chengyong said with a smile.

Hearing this, Song Zixuan glanced at Yang Gang, who immediately understood and said, "That...... Second master, our emperor's fried rice has reached twenty servings today, and it can't be released. ”

Song Zixuan immediately looked at Wang Chengyong, shrugged his shoulders, and looked helpless, as if he was saying that it was sold out, and I didn't have a problem.

"Well, I can't eat this bite today? Wang Chengyong said.

Song Zixuan directly took off the chef's hat and apron, pulled Wang Chengyong and walked out: "What's boring, I think it's good, it's enough to have peanuts." ”

Wang Chengyong obviously didn't give up, and while being dragged away, he said: "Eh, it's good to bring some sauce beef, and it's okay to have a small belly with pine nuts......"

"Okay, okay, peanuts are good. With that, Song Zixuan pulled him directly outside the store.

He knew that Wang Chengyong was slamming the door, and he hadn't settled the account since the first meal, and this time he finally caught him for a treat, so Song Zixuan wouldn't bring his own dry food.

Just like Wang Chengyong said, sometimes Song Zixuan is better than a monkey if he cares.

Sang Tianshuo looked at this music and shouted, "Master, I'll send you there......"

"No, you left the staring spot, and I won't come back. ”

"Gotcha!"

In fact, Song Zixuan also forgot the time to make an appointment with Wang Chengyong, but this old man came to the door by himself, and this alone is quite exquisite.

The two took a taxi directly to Wang Chengyong's house, but to Song Zixuan's surprise, his house was very close to his own home, and the distance should be within two kilometers.

Since it is so close, it is also the old town, although it is not in the same alley, but the conditions look similar, and they all belong to the old bungalow area of the city.

After getting out of the car and walking into the alley, Song Zixuan felt very familiar, as if he had gone home.

"Hehe, I didn't expect the prince to live in this place. ”

"What's wrong with this place?" Wang Chengyong glanced at him and said.

"No, you have so many treasures in your hands, I thought you lived in a big villa. Song Zixuan deliberately teased.

"Don't step on the horse, your family lives in a mansion? Lao Tzu just likes it here, down-to-earth, you know a fart." ”

Song Zixuan also smiled, he felt that this Wang Chengyong was really similar to Old Man Fang, and a few dirty words popped out at every turn.

However, this is the habit of the previous generation of the market, in fact, there is no malice, and it is not deliberately scolding the street, it is just verbal.

After turning two corners in the alley, he arrived at Wang Chengyong's house, and Song Zixuan found that his house was actually not bad, although the alley was quite broken, but it had its own small courtyard.

The small courtyard is not big, but there are three rooms, and the location is very positive, in the eyes of the old Dumen people, the main house is still more important.

In the main hall facing the door, Wang Chengyong walked over directly, took the key to open the lock hanging on the door, and walked in.

Song Zixuan saw that the wine on the table had been arranged, 42 degrees Yanjing two pot heads, white bottles, and a plate of peanuts next to it, but it was a little less, and it could be basically counted at a glance.

"Eh, I said old man Wang, you are really picky, I can get in all these peanuts in one bite. ”

Wang Chengyong looked at Song Zixuan with drooping eyelids: "I asked you to bring some food, but you don't bring it, it's too little now?"

Song Zixuan smiled: "Hey, no, I don't have to pay for your treat, just pay less." ”

While speaking, Song Zixuan looked around, there are really a lot of treasures in Wang Chengyong's house, the two circle chairs in front of him look like they can reach the middle of the Qing Dynasty at a glance, and the white porcelain vases on the table are not contemporary handicrafts, including the flower stands and vases on the side, which basically have an age.

"Eh, I said you can do this, a room of antiques, which one can't be exchanged for a half-suite?" Song Zixuan said.

Wang Chengyong took a sip of wine, waved his hand and said: "That's a fart, as long as it's a person who plays with the collection, there is no reason to say that you will collect it and sell it, then you are called a peddler!"

"That's that, you're playing elegantly, how can you be like them," Song Zixuan said, continuing to look in the room, this is called envy in his heart, "It's really good, you said that you are so old, and you don't sell it...... Who's left with that?"

"Eh, don't look at it, you can't pull out your eyeballs anymore," Wang Chengyong shook his chopsticks in front of Song Zixuan's eyes, "Others don't know what I don't know? ”

"Who cares? I'm like a thief, let's get down to business, that green iron wok...... Show me. ”

"Want to see the green iron wok?" Wang Chengyong tilted his head to look at Song Zixuan with a slight smile.

"I want to see it!" Song Zixuan nodded.

"I want to see it...... It's not impossible, let's talk about a condition. Wang Chengyong said with a smile.

"Conditions? Old man Wang, you are cheating, you didn't mention the conditions three days ago. Song Zixuan immediately said with a stiff face.

Wang Chengyong smiled: "The conditions are simple, you can agree to it as soon as possible." ”

As he spoke, a hint of cunning flashed in Wang Chengyong's eyes.