Closed the roller shutter door of the store, Zhao Ziqiao carried half a bag of oranges in his hand, which was promised to Zhao Guohui to taste, and took a taxi to the flavor hall, Zhao Ziqiao did not see Zhao Guohui, so he handed the oranges to the waiter, and then went home directly.

At noon, Zhao Guohui came back from outside, and the waiter handed him the oranges that Zhao Ziqiao gave him.

Ever since he had eaten this orange, he had been obsessed with the taste, and today he was finally able to eat it properly.

Seeing Zhao Guohui running away with half a bag of oranges, the waiter who handed him the oranges was a little confused, wasn't it just some oranges?

Ten minutes later, Zhao Guohui was lying on the sofa and didn't want to move, on the coffee table in front of him, there was already a coffee table orange peel, he touched his bulging belly, and felt that today's lunch could be saved.

Looking at the large number of oranges, Zhao Guohui wanted to put them away and eat them himself, but as soon as his eyes rolled, an idea popped up. He picked up the phone and called the front desk to ask the kitchen chef to come up.

Some apprehensive chefs came to Zhao Guohui's office from the kitchen, and he wondered all the way about what was not doing well, so that Zhao Guohui had an idea.

"Brother Ming, you taste this orange. Seeing the head chef in the kitchen coming, Zhao Guohui smiled and asked him to taste the oranges in the bag on the ground.

"Huh?" Chef Tan Ming was a little confused, and the boss asked him to come up and eat oranges?

"Taste it, and then you listen to my thoughts. Zhao Guohui lit a cigarette and said with a smile that he wanted to hear the chef's opinion on his thoughts.

Tan Ming's mind was thinking about how to cook with oranges, after all, the boss said that he wanted him to listen to his thoughts.

But when he peeled off the orange peel, he didn't think of any dish that could be made with oranges, of course, he wouldn't try the pure dark orange fried meat on the Internet.

Tan Ming was thinking wildly, he peeled off a petal of orange in his hand and put it in his mouth, his teeth bit through the orange, and his whole person was suddenly calmed.

The sweetness in his mouth made him unable to speak, he pointed directly to his mouth and stared at Zhao Guohui.

As a chef, he is the most sensitive to the perception of ingredients, and if he hadn't put a piece of orange in his mouth himself, he would never have believed that he was eating an orange.

"Haha, I knew that the first time I ate this orange, this would be the reaction!" Seeing the appearance of the chef under his hand, Zhao Guohui couldn't help laughing.

Tan Ming didn't explain because of Zhao Guohui's ridicule, but asked, "Boss, where did you buy this orange from?" I also want to buy some to eat at home." ”

As a dry chef, he more or less likes to share the delicious food he eats with his family, and Tan Ming is no exception!

"I can't buy it, my brother brought it to me, and I may not have it on the market now. Zhao Guohui shook his head and explained.

Tan Ming sighed with some pity, looking at the orange in his hand, he couldn't bear to eat it.

However, looking at the half bag of oranges on the ground, Tan Ming was a little puzzled, just this amount, let's not talk about whether it can be eaten as a dish, but if it is really a dish, it is not enough to fry.

"Boss, this orange is not enough to cook!" Thinking of this, Tan Ming said directly.

Zhao Guohui almost choked to death by a puff of cigarette in his mouth, pointed at Tan Ming and said, "Brother Ming, I'm not kind to you! What are you trying to do?

"Didn't you say you're going to cook, and let me hear your thoughts?"

"Huh!?"

Zhao Guohui was stunned by Tan Ming's question, but he thought about it and thought about it, and said with a laugh: "Brother Ming, you misunderstood, I let you listen to my thoughts, not to let you use this orange to make a dark dish of orange fried meat, but to let you help make a fruit platter with this orange." ”

"It turned out to be a fruit platter!" Tan Ming muttered quietly, as long as he didn't cook with oranges, he didn't have much psychological pressure.

"Boss, this orange is so delicious, is it a waste to take it and make a platter?" Tan Ming thought about it from Zhao Guohui's point of view, and then said: "If there is this orange as the main ingredient, I can make a fruit salad to ensure that it can be popular." ”

Zhao Guohui shook his head, making a fruit salad, this idea is feasible, but he just has such a thing in his hand, and if he makes a few fruit salads, there will be no raw materials, but the gains outweigh the losses. Besides, he is not a hotel that focuses on fruits, so it is better to send it more realistically.

But this one is a bit particular!

"What do you think of making a platter with half an orange and other fruits, and then giving it to guests who spend more than 300 yuan?" Zhao Guohui told Tan Ming what he thought.

"Half an orange?" Tan Ming subconsciously looked at the orange in his hand, thought for a moment, and said: "If it is combined with watermelon and other summer fruits, it is a good match, but is the boss too much?"

Tan Ming chose the fruit ingredients to match almost immediately, and he counted them in his heart, but he still had some doubts about Zhao Guohui's decision to spend 300 yuan.

The consumption level of the flavor hall, if you want to spend more than 300 yuan, it is very easy, but when you do this, it feels a little inappropriate, as if who cares about your fruit platter.

"Haha, I just want them to stimulate consumption, only if they consume more, we can earn more, right?" Zhao Guohui saw that Tan Ming didn't say no, but felt that his decision was a little inappropriate, and his heart immediately became happy.

"Boss, this is an orange!" Tan Ming specially reminded him, he felt that Zhao Guohui seemed to be a little confused! An orange, no, according to Zhao Guohui's idea, only a person who consumes more than three hundred yuan can eat half an orange!

Tan Ming's worries, Zhao Guohui was not worried at all, but asked with a smile: "You have already tasted the taste, what do you think of this orange?

"This?" Tan Ming suddenly said something, this orange is the most delicious orange he has ever tasted, if he doesn't want to eat it, it is definitely against his will, but he said that he should deliberately spend three hundred yuan, in exchange for this half of the orange and some other fruits, he will have to think about it.

"If you want to eat it, who wouldn't want to eat such a delicious thing?" Zhao Guohui held his cigarette and lit the layer of orange peel on the coffee table.

Tan Ming said silently in his heart, it's good if you're happy! Anyway, he can't see the mystery in it!

Zhao Guohui was a little high-spirited, but seeing Tan Ming's indifferent look, he chuckled, and in order to give Tan Ming a little motivation, he quietly revealed: "Brother Ming, what do you think of the river fish, pond treasures, loaches and other things we sell?"

"Of course it's good!" Tan Ming said without thinking, these days, as long as there is goods, all of them will be sold out, and some people secretly give him a message and ask him to help keep some, these things are not good, what else can be good?

As soon as he finished praising it, Tan Ming immediately felt blessed and asked in a low voice, "Is this orange?"

"Hehe, what do you think?" Zhao Guohui asked with a smile.

"Since it's a good thing that Ziqiao brought over, I'm sure of it!" got the answer he wanted, Tan Ming's waist also straightened up, in his heart, it seemed that what Zhao Ziqiao took was definitely the kind of good thing that sold well.

The confidence in his heart was sufficient, Tan Ming didn't plan to delay, grabbed the half bag of oranges on the ground and was about to leave, Zhao Guohui hurriedly stopped him and asked, "Is Liu Jun here today?"

"I think I've seen what he ordered. Speaking of Liu Jun, Tan Ming couldn't help but show a big smile on his face, Liu Jun is like a fan to him, for the dishes ordered by Liu Jun, unless he is too busy to stretch his hands and feet, he will make it for him with his heart.

"Since you're here, Brother Ming, you can send him a fruit platter! If he wants to eat a second serving, let someone tell him that he has to spend three hundred yuan to enjoy it." ”

Tan Ming squinted at Zhao Guohui and said, "Boss, why do I feel like a profiteer?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? In order to promote food, necessary means are necessary! And don't you want the food you make to be tasted more?" Zhao Guohui said seriously at first, but in the end, he couldn't hold it back.

The sound of laughter echoed in the office, and after laughing, Tan Ming carried half a bag of oranges and prepared to go downstairs to prepare.

Zhao Guohui still stopped him, and in Tan Ming's gaze, Zhao Guohui took out a large handful from it and left it on the coffee table.

Tan Ming looked at Zhao Guohui a little speechlessly, you are going to take it out to do business, are you still greedy?

However, thinking of the taste of this orange, Tan Ming also secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his eyes moved slightly, thinking that when he would make a fruit bowl, he would do it himself, and he didn't need others to come and help.

After all, this big orange sometimes has one or two petals of orange missing!