No.54 Middle School, located near Xingtai Community, Hexi District, where the transportation is convenient, extending in all directions, after leaving the school gate, except for a stationery store and a small supermarket on the opposite side of the road, the rest are occupied by a variety of restaurants. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Shaxian snacks, pancakes and fruits, selling baked cakes, selling all kinds of hand-mixed vegetables, noodle restaurants, small home-cooked restaurants, etc., although there are many shops, but most of the stores are not big, a lot of stores, all belong to the vacant housing in the community, after the transformation, open the back door, in order to buy and sell the business, plus most of the services are students, therefore, the requirements for the environment and so on, are not so strict.

Xingtai Kitchen, a small restaurant that makes rice bowls and simple home-cooked dishes, operates on an area of no more than 20 square meters, with four small tables tightly placed, and the furnishings inside are simple but clean.

Lin Xi sat at a table that looked slightly old with her chin in her hands, her eyes swept over the door from time to time, and beside her, a middle-aged woman in her forties sat on one side, her face was slightly pale, she should not have gray hair, but her sideburns were already gray because of excessive work, in addition to the old and young in the small shop, in the corner leading to the kitchen, a young man about twenty years old was lazily leaning on a chair, his stature was a little short, The overalls also look a little dirty, and if you don't look closely, you might just ignore them, and the business of the small shop is not very good, especially on weekends, when the business here is worse than before.

"Aunt Ping, this person I invited is amazing, as long as he is willing to help you plan, the business of the small shop will definitely improve, and you don't have to worry too much."

Lin Xi softly opened his mouth to comfort, his clear and transparent eyes were full of pity, but his little face was full of confidence, and he had inexplicable confidence in Wang Ming, Lin Xi believed in his own judgment, if Wang Ming could get involved, then it would not be impossible for the small shop business to turn around.

"Now that the business in the store has become like this, there is really no need to continue to do it, it is better to transfer it as soon as possible, and you can get back some of the capital, it is really unwise to carry it like this."

As Lin Xi's voice fell, the young chef in the corner pursed his lips, fiddled with the heavy martial arts novel in his hand, and whispered without raising his head.

"Why transfer? How will Aunt Ping live after the transfer? Don't you just want to leave, and you don't need to say cool things at this time, and when you find the right person, you will naturally pay a salary to let you go. ”

Aunt Ping's face was a little embarrassed, while Lin Xi on the side was a little angry, her cheeks were bulging, and when the pair of clear and penetrating eyes swept over the young chef in the corner on the side, she said with some indignation.

"I said this a month ago, and it's not the same now?"

The young chef rolled his eyes, and when he spoke again, the words that made Lin Xi's mouth suddenly stagnate, and his little face turned a little red.

"Okay, okay, Xiaoxi, don't be angry, if he wants to leave, let's go, just pay him at night."

Aunt Ping showed a far-fetched smile on her face, patted Lin Xi's shoulder, and said softly, and as her voice fell, Lin Xi stomped her foot indignantly, and then sat down.

"Falling into the well, didn't you say that you would do it for at least half a year when you came, it's only less than three months before the New Year, and it's not easy to find someone at this time..."

Lin Xi pouted and spoke, and Aunt Ping on the side had a gloom on her face, but she still smiled and comforted Lin Xi, and at this moment, outside the shop, the black Santana 2000 slowly stopped next to the road outside the shop, and after the window rolled down, Wang Ming got out of the car and took out his mobile phone from his pocket.

"Here, here..."

A touch of joy appeared on Lin Xi's face, waved his hand at Wang Ming, and then, after standing up, he quickly walked out of the small shop.

"Hey, you can be regarded as here, the business is not good, and the chef is going to stop doing it, just now he even asked Aunt Ping to transfer the store, which is too much."

The expression on Lin Xi's face was a little gloomy, and he said softly to Wang Ming, and as her voice fell, Wang Ming shook his head with a smile.

"Okay, it's okay, let's go in and have a look, by the way, what's going on? It's a problem with poor management or a problem with the dishes. ”

Wang Ming said with a smile, as his voice fell, Lin Xi nodded, and when he turned around, the two came to the small shop.

"Aunt Ping, this is the chef I was talking about, very powerful."

"Wang Ming, this is Aunt Ping, my classmate's mother, and the proprietress of this shop, Aunt Ping is very good."

As Lin Xi opened his mouth, Aunt Ping's face showed a cramped expression, which made Wang Ming sigh a little helplessly, and then nodded at Aunt Ping.

"This place mainly relies on schools, right? Nearby residents generally cook at home, basically as long as they come out to eat, most of them will not choose this kind of small shop, it stands to reason that the student's money is very easy to earn, the taste is mastered, the amount is slightly larger, and the main link of maintaining good hygiene should not be a big problem. ”

Wang Ming said softly, as his voice fell, Aunt Ping sighed, and then, took out mineral water from the refrigerator on the side and handed it to Wang Ming.

"Come, sit down."

"Originally, the business in the store was not bad, but since the opening of two small restaurants there, there is competition, and the business has gradually declined, plus the last master's hometown has some things, after returning home, maybe because of the change of chef, and the previous students have been used to eating the old chef's cooking, slowly, the business is getting worse and worse."

Sister Ping said softly, it was almost eleven o'clock at noon, and the general shop had already begun to have customers coming to the door, but this Xingtai kitchen still had no customers.

"Generally speaking, it should be a problem with the dishes, show me the menu."

Wang Ming opened his mouth and said, taking the menu from Sister Ping's hand, on a small menu, there were nearly 100 dishes on both sides of the front and back, which made Wang Ming shake his head and swept the prices on it one by one, and already knew a rough idea in his heart.

"Who came up with this menu and the price?"

Wang Ming raised the recipe in his hand and asked Sister Ping, and as his voice fell, the young chef who had been in the corner stood up, and when he walked slowly, he spoke to Wang Ming.

"What did I do, what's wrong? If you don't have a business, can you still have anything to do with the menu? ”

A look of disdain crossed the young chef's face, and when he said to Wang Ming, Wang Ming nodded in silence, but he didn't pay attention to him.

"Sister Ping, right, the hot dishes and rice bowl series on this menu add up to thirty at most, the noodle part, leave five kinds, as for the rest, except for the trivial drinks, all clear, such a large area of small shops, there is no need to prepare so many complicated ingredients, when the time comes, just preservation, it is not something that an unpopular chef can do, and what is wasted is also a lot of expenses."

"In addition, the pricing is too high, and the group consumption of students should be kept between five and eight yuan per meal, and the price of any rice bowl or stir-fried vegetable on this is more than 12 yuan, which does not meet the consumption standards of the audience."

Wang Ming said bluntly, as his voice fell, when he turned sideways, he looked at the somewhat unconvinced chef, who was one or two years older than Wang Ming, and the work clothes on his body were a little wrinkled and dirty, especially on the sides of the clothes, which were even more oily, which made Wang Ming frown.

"Please stir-fry a serving of fish-flavored shredded pork, the amount is controlled to the size of the rice bowl, I don't want rice."

Wang Ming's voice fell, the young chef was slightly stunned, and then sneered, and then, after lifting the door curtain, he entered the kitchen, and the chaotic sound of pots and pans colliding came, and after a while, with the sound of whining flames, Wang Ming stood up and walked into it.

The area of the kitchen is very small, only about ten square meters, in addition to the young chef, there is also a middle-aged man about forty years old, wearing some dirty uniforms, seeing Wang Ming come in, the young chef's brows frowned slightly, and then the movements in his hands were faster.

"Jingle ping-pong."

The woks and spoons in the hands of the young chef kept colliding sounds, and as the woks turned over, they made a movement that they thought was very smooth, which made Wang Ming shake his head, looked at the fish-flavored shredded meat that thickened out of the pot, and turned around and walked out.

"What kind of big-tailed wolf..."

Seeing Wang Ming walk out, the young chef pursed his lips, picked up the fish-flavored shredded pork in the small plate, opened the curtain and walked out.

"Here, fish-flavored shredded pork."

The young chef's somewhat lazy voice came out, and then, the fish-flavored shredded meat in his hand was placed in front of Wang Ming, and after taking two steps back, a pair of eyes looked at Wang Ming with unkindness.

Wang Ming picked up the disposable chopsticks, pulled them twice, picked up a piece of shredded meat and put it in his mouth, and before he could chew it, the expression on his face became a little strange.

This fish-flavored shredded pork can't taste anything except sweetness.

Wang Ming said secretly in his heart, put down the chopsticks, and when he turned sideways, he fell on Sister Ping's body again.

"I heard that the chef here just doesn't want to do it, so let's change it, and we won't delay each other."

spoke softly again, from beginning to end, Sister Ping was silent, and after Wang Ming's voice fell, she also nodded, and at this moment, the young chef's face was completely ugly.

"What do you mean by not delaying each other, what do you mean, I can't eat the dishes I cook?" (To be continued.) )