The money in the red envelope is not too much, each of which is two hundred yuan, which he asked Wang Xinran to prepare just now, which can be regarded as a reward for the employees to work too much today.

"Sticks. ”

After Song Yong screamed, he sandwiched the red envelope between his two fingers and shook it over in a dashing manner.

This trick is when he threw cards from Fa Ge's gambling god, he learned the chic action, and he has always wanted to use this pull action to pretend to be forced, but today is counted.

It's a pity that the red envelope made a beautiful arc in the air and flew into the bowl of the stick accurately.

'Ahem~' Song Yong, who pretended to be unsuccessful, coughed a few times and decided to ignore this small detail.

Then they sent them to the employees one by one.

Sure enough, the red envelope is really the best spiritual and material reward, and after getting the red envelope, everyone's spirit is obviously much better.

In such an environment, Song Yong announced the decision he had just made in his heart:

"Everyone has worked hard today, but from tomorrow it will not be so busy, the dining area will only accept ten tables per night in principle, and the ingredients in the barbecue area will return to the previous standard. ”

The problem is that as soon as these words came out, the stick raised new doubts:

"Ah Yong, even if it is implemented according to the standard you said, the raw materials you bring back every time are not enough for the current consumption, what should I do with those shortages?"

Hearing this, Song Yong couldn't help frowning.

In other words, in the dining area of the small shop, there is no fixed menu.

Basically, it also depends on what will be on the menu that day in the cold storage in the basement with those materials brought back by Song Yong.

At the same time, there are two different prices for the same dish.

This is because the expensive dishes are all made from the materials of the primitive era plane and carefully processed by Uncle Qian.

In terms of price, they are basically all key restaurants outside, and the price of the same dishes is more than ten times.

As for the cheaper one, it is added with some broth, as well as dishes processed by Xiang Wei's two-knife chef using condiments from the primitive era.

In terms of price, it is almost twice the price of a mid-range hotel outside.

The main thing is that Song Yong is thinking, it is Xiang Wei's craftsmanship, adding the soup stock and the condiments of the primitive era, and the taste of the low-priced dishes is also quite delicious.

At this price, it can be said that it is not expensive at all.

At the beginning, Song Yong naively thought that when the guests ordered, they thought it was a matter of price, that is, they would order a few expensive dishes, and the rest would order those ordinary dishes.

After all, if it is a table of expensive dishes, it will cost thousands or tens of thousands of yuan if you can't eat it.

However, he had a hard time understanding the thoughts of the foodies.

Just like the reason in the mouth of the foodie in Dunzi: Pick up all the best dishes, they can't afford to eat alone, can't they eat a meal if they AA?

Besides, they worked hard for a month in a stressful city like Deep City.

It's not too much to eat a good meal or two to comfort your little heart, right?

As a result, Song Yong's plan to focus on low-priced dishes, supplemented by a small number of high-priced dishes, can be regarded as completely out of play.

And after the specific development, the amount of primordial plane ingredients required is also quite amazing

Just one night today, he estimated that at least half of the ingredients that had been hoarded in the cold storage for a long time had been consumed.

If this situation continues for a long time, that bit of inventory really won't last long......

For a while, Song Yong really didn't know what to do to bring more ingredients back from the primordial era plane, could it be that this time he changed it to 330 volts of three-phase electricity and poked it into the space-time channel?

At the same time, Song Yong was worried about how to make the area accessible in time and space larger.

He saw the female ticket king next to him, and after putting down the dishes and chopsticks in his hand, he couldn't help but yawn loudly.

Thinking about it, when Wang Xinran was at home, he always went to bed early before eleven o'clock.

I have stayed up with myself until now, and I have been busy all the time during this period, and I must be tired.

Thinking of this, where is Song Yong still in the mood to care about the lack of ingredients, how to make the time and space passage bigger, and it is the biggest thing to send the female ticket home to rest immediately.

Anyway, there are so many ingredients, and after they are sold out, they will sell the ones with low prices, and they don't like to eat them!

"It's okay! I'll figure out the ingredients, I'll go out tomorrow to buy the goods, and try to bring more back, now everyone should go back and rest early." ”

Song Yong said so, which can be regarded as a characterization of this matter.

Then, he picked up the female ticket who was sitting on the stool, and said distressedly: "Go away! ”

After yawning again, Wang Xinran stood up and lifted his bag, but said: "No need, you are more tired than me today, I better take a taxi back by myself." ”

At such a late hour, Song Yong was relieved that the female ticket would go back alone, but he was really tired and a little choked, and he didn't want to run back and forth for a long lap.

So he changed his statement: "It's better to let my personal driver send you back"

As soon as he heard this, Wang Xinran didn't say anything, but the stick immediately came to his senses: "Ah Yong, when did you hire a driver, why don't I know who it is?"

Then, he saw Song Yong after making a phone call.

He shouted loudly: "Lao Cao, drive your Camry out!"

After taking himself a cold shower, Song Yong refreshed his spirits.

With the complete completion of Song Kee's food stall, he no longer needs to live in a suite in that high-end community.

Here in the food stall, he not only has a small office, but also has a lounge with a toilet at the back of the office.

Bought a single bed and a few pieces of furniture to talk about, and now he lives in the food stall.

After the whitewashing, Song Yong, who was already tired enough to choke, did not immediately fall on the bed to rest, but put on a set of clean clothes again, intending to cross again.

Since there is no better way to bring back more supplies.

Then the only way to do this is to hurry up and increase the number of crossings, and if you start crossing now, you can hurry up and come back at noon tomorrow.

It can be regarded as bringing back some more supplies in the same time.

As he walked out of the office, Song Yong glanced at the time on his phone, which showed that it was two minutes before two o'clock in the morning.

Since he had already taken out his mobile phone, Song Yong habitually clicked on WeChat.

Then I found out that in WeChat, there was actually a red envelope that I didn't receive.

"I'll go! And such good people. While Song Yong muttered, after clicking on the red envelope, he looked at the relevant collateral information by the way.

I saw that it was written: "Boss Xiao Song, please bring some skewers by the way when the staff in your store comes to the hospital tomorrow; ”

Seeing this, Song Yong remembered the character who gave him a red envelope, it was the man who came to the shop to buy skewers for his daughter in the face of the storm on the day of the typhoon.

Thinking about the circle of friends, even if she is weak, she is a little girl with an innocent smile.

Song Yong sent the copied list of skewers to Qian Wei, and he didn't forget to explain:

"Tomorrow morning, ask your father to use the best pork bones and stew two portions of old soup to take to the hospital, one of which is with these skewers, for this family......"