Chapter Eighty-Six: The Price of Conscience
"Do you smell it? ”
"Mmmm, a little bit of the green scent of lotus leaves. ”
"How do I feel a hint of fish umami?"
"I smell it too, are you sure the boss is frying greens?"
"It must be greens, I see it really, the color is greener than a green hat. ”
“……”
Customers who smelled the unique aroma of Hejian cuisine talked about it.
The first pot of dishes was quickly fried, Mu Fan divided the dishes into five plates, turned around and waved his hand to beckon Shen Xiaoya in.
"Brother Mu, what kind of dish is this, it's so beautiful. Shen Xiaoya looked at the turquoise rivertip vegetables on the plate, and her eyes lit up slightly. After cooking, many green vegetables will lose some color. But the river tip dish is different, whether it is a leaf or a vegetable stem, it is more green after coming out of the pot, which is very attractive.
"It's called Hejian cabbage, and it's a specialty of my hometown. Mu Fan replied.
"When did you go back to your hometown to buy the vegetables, why don't I know?" Shen Xiaoya looked at Mu Fan in some surprise.
"What, I asked my fellow to mail it over. Mu Fan made up a lie, and hurriedly changed the topic: "Xiaoya, you quietly bring a plate to the fat man upstairs, this guy should be in a hurry." ”
"Oh. Shen Xiaoya didn't care too much, nodded in response, and picked up a plate of river tip vegetables and came to the second floor.
At this time, Cui Fatzi was already impatient, and when he saw Shen Xiaoya walking in, he hurriedly stepped forward, rubbed his hands and asked, "Sister Xiaoya, you are here." ”
"Well, this is the new dish, you can try it. Shen Xiaoya handed the plate and chopsticks to Cui Fatzi.
"This is the new dish, it looks quite crispy," Cui Fatzi couldn't help but move his index finger as he looked at the emerald green on the plate.
"Well, it smells good, too. Shen Xiaoya put her hands behind her back and stood aside, "Brother Mu said, this is called Hejian Cai." ”
"Haven't heard of it. Cui Fatzi shook his head slightly, swallowed his saliva and said, "Whatever he calls it, I'll taste it first." As he spoke, Cui Fatzi sandwiched a few river tip vegetables and put them in his mouth. Two seconds later, Cui Fatzi's expression became very exciting, with surprise and enjoyment. The movements of the hands are non-stop, and the chopsticks and chopsticks are sent to the mouth.
"Brother Cui, is it so delicious?" Shen Xiaoya said, "You slow down, don't choke." ”
"Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm. Cui Fatzi, who was full of river vegetables, handed the plate to Shen Xiaoya and motioned for her to taste it.
At this time, Mu Fan downstairs wiped his hands, turned around and walked out of the kitchen, looked at the customers inside and outside the restaurant and said, "Everyone, the new dish launched by the restaurant today is called fried river tip dish, which belongs to the vegetarian stir-fry. ”
"It's really a vegetarian dish. Everyone who got Mu Fan's affirmative answer finally stopped their suspicions.
"Boss, what kind of dish is Hejian cuisine? Why haven't I heard of it?" asked a female white-collar worker who usually likes vegetarian food the most, but has never heard of a dish called Hejian.
"Oh, this is a specialty from other places, and we don't have it in Liancheng. After Mu Fan said perfunctorily, he continued: "I have already set the price of this dish. ”
"How much is it?" All the customers held their breath when they heard Mu Fan's words, waiting for Mu Fan's answer. The distance between them, white-collar office workers, and the food is nothing more than the price. What they were most afraid of was that Mu Fan, the black-hearted boss lion, opened his mouth. Many people looked at Mu Fan with wary in their eyes.
Mu Fan, who felt everyone's gaze, said with a sneer: "Don't look at me much, I am a boss with a conscience and responsibility, and I will never ask for a price." ”
"Huh~" Everyone's eyes immediately changed from wariness to contempt.
"It seems that you have a deep misunderstanding of me, but it doesn't matter, I believe that after listening to the price, your opinion of me will change. Mu Fan paused deliberately, and said with a smile: "As the owner of the Ding family's small kitchen, I now announce that the stir-fried Hejian dishes are officially on sale, and the price of each plate is fifty yuan. ”
Customers were relieved to hear the price. Originally, they thought that the price of a plate of stir-fried vegetables would be more than 100 yuan, after all, a steamed bun was sold for 30, and the stir-fry could be cheaper?
But I didn't expect that the price of stir-fried river tip vegetables would be fifty yuan a plate. This asking price is indeed not high compared to the Ding family kitchen.
"Boss, you can't be talking about dollars, are you?" asked one customer, a little uneasy.
"Of course not, the renminbi. Mu Fan replied that he originally wanted to make a joke to everyone with the question, but he was afraid that everyone would fight him, so he gave up.
"The boss's long-lost conscience is back in the show. ”
"Uh-huh, fifty yuan a plate of stir-fry, I can accept it. ”
As Mu Fan said, after the price was determined, many customers had a different opinion of him. Although he can't be labeled as a conscientious boss, he won't scold him as a profiteer.
"The price is okay, but the taste won't be greatly reduced, right?"
"Yes, the price depends on the taste. ”
"I'll just say that the boss is not so kind, the price is not high, and the taste is definitely not as good as the steamed buns. ”
Mu Fan really didn't expect that his pricing would cause the big guys to question the taste of Hejian vegetables. But it's okay, and when they've tasted it, they'll shut up.
"Everyone, don't quarrel, if it's delicious or not, you don't believe it if I say it, and you will know if you taste it. Mu Fan said: "Let me say okay first, the supply of stir-fry every day is limited, there are early arrivals, and there are no late arrivals." ”
As soon as Mu Fan's words fell, he heard an angry roar from the second floor, "Damn! It's so delicious!"
Immediately afterwards, I heard the sound of going downstairs, and I saw Cui Fatzi jumping down the steps with an empty plate, turning his head to look at Mu Fan and saying, "Xiaofan, how much is a plate of your Hejian vegetables?"
"Uh. Mu Fan was slightly stunned by Cui Fatzi's actions, and replied: "A plate of fifty yuan." ”
"So cheap? Bring me two more plates. Cui Fatzi spoke, and without waiting for Mu Fan to agree, he went directly into the kitchen, picked up two plates of Hejian vegetables and ran back to the second floor.
The customers inside and outside the entire restaurant were blinded by Cui Fatzi. The young man at the head pointed to the staircase and said in surprise: "Hey, did the fat man cut in line?"
"Boss, bring me a plate of stir-fried river tip vegetables. ”
"Bring me a plate too. ”
"I'll ask for it first, give it to me first. ”
"Obviously I raised my hand first!"
The big guy reacted, and he didn't have time to think about whether Cui Fat Man was inserted in the queue or not, and immediately rushed to start ordering.
"Don't worry, let's follow the order, one by one. Shen Xiaoya, who had just walked down from the second floor at this time, wiped the oil on the corner of her mouth and raised her hand to maintain order. The plate of river tip vegetables that was just given to Cui Fatzi, the reason why it was eaten so quickly was a small part of Shen Xiaoya's credit.