The previous voice was still shouting loudly, "No, this is definitely not your chef's doing, don't fool me." I'm your old customer, and Chef Song's craftsmanship will never make such a taste.

If you really leave, don't hang the signboard of the 'Imperial Dining Room', and the only one who dares to hang this signboard in the huge Huhai is Chef Song. That's why I came here to dine because of this sign. ”

From the memory of that celebrity chef, Tang Chuan knew that Chef Song, whose full name was Song Quanyou, was the only descendant of that celebrity chef, and this restaurant was also jointly invested and opened by that celebrity chef and Song Quanyou.

Song Quanyou once accepted two apprentices, but they didn't seem to be in Shanghai. That is, since the celebrity chef retired and returned to his hometown to recuperate, this store has been supported by Song Quanyou.

At this time, a young man wearing a shirt and tie hurriedly went up to the second floor and came to the box, which happened to be next to the private room where Fang Qingyu was.

The young man pushed the door in, and first apologized with his fists clenched: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, this gentleman, I'm the manager of this store." Our head chef has been unwell recently, his sense of taste is not sensitive, and his cooking has lost his level, so please forgive me. ”

The loud voice did not decrease in the slightest, and said: "If you are sick, you still cook for us, this is not in line with the health regulations, right? For the sake of acquaintances, I will not complain to you."

I heard from my friend last week that the food here is not of the same standard as it used to be, and I still don't believe it. Today, I specially ordered a few of Chef Song's specialty dishes, but I didn't expect it to be like this.

When will Chef Song's illness be cured? Give me a good word, I can wait for him to get better and then come to eat, so as to save me from eating the wrong taste and getting angry!"

The young man said apologetically: "I'm sorry, the doctor didn't pack a ticket to say when it will be cured, the so-called disease is like a mountain, and the disease is like a thread, it is estimated that it will take a while." ”

"Hey, that's a ...... Do you think today's table has to be discounted? It's not worth the original price at all. ”

"Okay, your table, I'll give you a seven-fold discount......"

"What? It's only seven folds? No, absolutely not! Your dish is not up to the original level at all, and you are fooling the diners like this with your 'imperial dining room'?"

"Xiao Zhao, give them a five-percent discount!" a deep voice said.

Tang Chuan saw just now that a middle-aged man dressed in a chef's costume had come to the door of the box, and according to the memory information of the famous doctor, this middle-aged man who looked a little old was Song Quanyou.

"Yo, it's Chef Song. You see, how embarrassed. In fact, if you are sick, you should rest more and recuperate before opening, it is really not good to fool our diners like this. The loud voice still didn't decrease.

At this time, several tables of guests in the lobby also asked the waiter for a discount, since you can give a discount to one customer, then you should treat all customers equally.

Chef Song frowned, didn't say anything, turned around and walked out of the box, stood in the corridor, and said to the guests in the lobby: "Customers, I have been unwell recently, and my cooking has lost my level. ”

After speaking, Chef Song held his back slightly hunched and slowly walked down the second floor.

"Uncle Song, when you say this, I'm afraid that there will be fewer customers in the future, and the reputation of our store will be gone. The young manager chased after Song Quanyou and said.

Song Quanyou stopped and said in a deep voice: "My illness has not seen any improvement in two weeks, but it is getting more and more serious, the paper can't hold the fire, and it will spread sooner or later."

Instead of letting that thing that deceived teachers and destroy ancestors to propagate and suppress us, it is better for us to say it ourselves. But even if the 'Imperial Dining Room' closes, I won't pass on those dishes to that dog. ”

"Uncle Song, what does Boss Tong mean, either you give up your shares, or she withdraws her shares......"

"Sister Tong really said that? Master's hard work she just lost? Forget it, they flew separately when the disaster came. If she's willing to work with that dog thing, go for it.

You tell Sister Tong that I don't have the money to collect her shares now, if she wants to take the money and leave, then she can only sell this house, which means that the 'imperial dining room' is completely closed. ”

Song Quanyou was about to walk in the direction of the back kitchen, but there was a strange sound of yin and yang behind him.

"Oh, how did Master get so down to selling the house? This shop is so good, why don't you sell it to me?

I'm just about to open a restaurant, and the name is all registered, it's called 'True Imperial Dining Room', Master can check it and see if it's suitable?"

A young man wearing a striped short-sleeved shirt with the hem of the shirt tucked into his trousers walked over from the direction of the gate, apparently hearing Song Quanyou's last words.

Next to the young man was a bejeweled woman, in her early forties, who was still wearing a somewhat tight dress with a short skirt that exposed two thick thighs, even though her figure was out of shape.

When the young manager saw this person, he snorted coldly: "Chen Hao, you still have the face to call Master, what kind of medicine did you use for Uncle Song?

Chen Hao sighed twice and said: "Xiao Gang, you can eat indiscriminately, you can't talk nonsense, now it is a legal society, and you have to talk about evidence." When did I give Master medicine?

Master himself has a strange problem, and I am about to open a restaurant, so you rely on me for this? Be careful that I sue you for slander!"

Song Quanyou grabbed Xiao Gang and said to Chen Hao: "You are not welcome here, please leave immediately!"

Chen Haopi said with a smile: "Master's words are not right, is there still a way to catch guests when you open a restaurant?"

"If I don't like the guests Song Quanyou, I will still be kicked out! If you don't leave, don't blame me for being unkind. Song Quanyou stared at Chen Hao.

"Yo, what are you doing so fiercely? My Chen Hao is not the little worker who gave you a hand and let you beat and scold back then.

Hmph, wait for Sister Tong to transfer the shares to us, just wait for us to drive you away!Xiaohao, let's go!" The jeweled woman grabbed Chen Hao and turned to leave.

Watching the two annoying guys leave happily, Song Quanyou was stunned for a long time, these two people looked at the door today to find fault, why did they send it away so well?

"Excuse me, Chef Song, do you really want to sell the house in this restaurant?" a voice suddenly sounded from behind Song Quanyou.

Song Quanyou turned around and saw a young man looking at him with a smile on his face.

Song Quanyou shook his head and replied indifferently: "Don't sell it." ”

After speaking, Song Quanyou walked in the direction of the kitchen. This restaurant is his own heart, and he will not give up until the last moment.

"What if I say, 'I can cure your disease?'"

"What are you talking about?" Song Quanyou turned around suddenly, glared at the young man in disbelief, and suddenly laughed at himself: "Am I really so easy to deceive now? ”

"It's okay, it's normal not to believe me. My name is Tang Chuan, this is my phone, if you think that no one can cure your illness, you may as well try to contact me. ”

Tang Chuan handed Song Quanyou a piece of paper with his name and mobile phone number, which was the local number in Huhai that he went to change with his roommates after eating at noon.

Tang Chuan gave the note, turned around and walked out the door.

"Tang Chuan—" Fang Qingyu's voice came from the direction of the stairs.