"There's no pie in the sky, young man.

Jun'er likes your talent, and the old man likes your ability to do business.

These two are indispensable, and you must know that the skills you have in business with the old man are all empty talk until they become real gold and silver.

The old man of the restaurant has already negotiated, and it will be the New Year in another month, and the Zhuojia Restaurant will start operating on the first day of the new year.

Don't forget what you promised before, the old man in the restaurant business doesn't force you to make money, but that iron pot must let the Zhuo family go further. ”

Zhuo Wangsun's ambition is a bit big, this is Zhang Yuan's opinion.

Liu Qi and Liu Che, the father and son, have only one countermeasure to those ambitious businessmen, that is, to find an excuse to kill your entire family, and then use all the family's property to replenish the treasury.

However, with the current embarrassing situation, if Zhang Yuan persuaded Zhuo Wangsun to retract his ambitions, he would definitely think that he was playing tricks on him. Hey, one step at a time in the future, when he can really speak, for Zhuo Wenjun's sake, Zhang Yuan will not let Zhuo Wangsun go to a dead end.

"The villain knows how to do it, and please rest assured."

Zhuo Wangsun packed up the chessboard, and the pile of folds on his face finally soothed.

"I don't know why, the old man has only known you for two or three days, and he would choose to believe you as a teenager.

It's late at night, go back and rest. ”

Although Zhuo Wangsun's words were so, Zhang Yuan knew that this was not called trust, this was called investment, investing in Zhang Yuan's future. Just like Lingwang Ji of Linqiong County, if Zhang Yuan soars into the sky in the future, these people around him will be benefited.

The autumn in the western part of Shu begins to change from the color of the earth. From the original green and the white of the snow-capped mountains, it became a warm red, a bright yellow, a deep purple, and a pure white that stretched down for an unknown number of miles.

The arrival of late autumn indicates that the new year is coming, and Zhang Yuan's restaurant is about to open.

Since he came out of Zhuo Wangsun's study, Zhuo Wenjun has not taken the initiative to find him, but during this period, Zhang Yuan wanted to teach the chef in the restaurant some cooking skills, so he found Zhuo Wenjun once.

Unexpectedly, Zhuo Wenjun's attitude was surprisingly cold, and there was no embarrassment and no more in-depth communication.

On the contrary, because of this, Zhang Yuan's tense nerves were relaxed, if Zhuo Wenjun really liked himself, then the pressure in the future would become greater, Zhang Yuan did not have a Rolex belt, and he didn't want the responsibility on his shoulders to increase.

Stir-frying is not a difficult cooking technique to grasp, these chefs can make delicious pork into unpalatable minced meat before, which shows that they still have cooking skills, and they can use not many ingredients and seasonings, using the collected ingredients Zhang Yuan taught them a few simple but able to arouse people's taste of a few dishes.

Stir-fried pork with Chinese cabbage, stewed pork ribs with winter melon, scrambled eggs with leeks, stir-fried rape.

It doesn't look like there are a lot of dishes, but the six or seven kinds of vegetables that can be found right now can be stir-fried and stir-fried, so that the dishes can be tripled.

Zhang Yuan taught these cooks in the kitchen place of Zhuofu, and the dishes that were fried every day were not wasted, as long as they were fried, someone would come to the kitchen place and serve them to those masters.

In the past month, Zhang Yuan has generally had a good life, except for knowing from Xiaoqing that Sima Xiangru that bastard came to find Zhuo Wenjun twice, although he died in the end, it made Zhang Yuan a little unhappy.

Tomorrow is the opening day, Zhang Yuan stood outside the restaurant and commanded his servants to replace the original brand of Shu Weixuan with the brand of Zhuojia Restaurant, because of the name Zhang Yuan and Zhuo Wangsun argued once, I didn't expect that people in this era are almost stubborn about creating a world-renowned brand, which can be seen from the imprint on the sole of Zhang Yuan's feet is the four words of Linqiong Zhuo's family rather than a single Zhuo word, the family and the country are in the world, and the home is in front of the country.

After the plaque is hung up, a red coarse cloth is hung to cover it, and the rest is only to wait.

Tomorrow will be the same huge size as the last banquet in Zhuo's Mansion, and the courtyard of Zhuo's Restaurant, which was originally not used, is now set up with desks, and Zhuo Wangsun will also send four hundred house slaves over.

When the moonlight took over the daylight and shrouded this beautiful land, a sweet and ripe hope came from the depths of Zhuofu.

"Hopefully tomorrow you'll be able to prove yourself."

......

"Bell."

There are no firecrackers or anything like that to open the show, but the sound of gongs and drums can create a lively atmosphere.

This time, no one missed the appointment, as long as they agreed to come, including Sima Xiangru, they all gathered outside the Zhuojia Restaurant before noon, waiting for the county commander Wang Ji to pull down the red cloth.

"Zhang Gongzi, let's go together."

Zhuo Wangsun is in front of him, how dare Zhang Yuan pull this red cloth that heralds the opening of the company with Wang Ji, this is the same as cutting the ribbon of the company's opening in later generations, the boss didn't go up to you to work, what do you want to do?

However, the county magistrate Wang Ji stubbornly stared at Zhang Yuan, and at the same time, Zhuo Wangsun also nodded lightly at Zhang Yuan, and Zhang Yuan stepped forward to take the red down with Wang Ji.

This is not over, after the four big characters of the Zhuo family restaurant were exposed to everyone's field of vision, the servants of the Zhuo family brought up two peach wood boards engraved with the names of the two gods and hung them on both sides, and this simple ceremony was over.

The county commander Wang Ji, Zhuo Wangsun, Sima Xiangru and Zhang Yuan stepped into the restaurant and sat down together, and the talents outside began to flock in, and soon there was no place left.

The afterglow in Zhang Yuan's eyes has been glancing at Sima Xiangru, this thing is obviously a little absent-minded, and he has been looking around since he came here. Zhang Yuan knew that he was looking for Zhuo Wenjun's figure, but fortunately, Zhuo Wangsun would not let Zhuo Wenjun attend on this occasion, otherwise he would be caught by this kid again.

Seeing that everyone was full, Zhuo Wangsun stood up and said some polite words such as thanking everyone for coming over to cheer, and then slapped his palms three times, and after three snaps, the house slaves of Zhuo Mansion began to serve dishes with all the colors and flavors.

Except for Zhuo Wangsun and Zhang Yuan, none of the people present had seen such a dish before.

As soon as the dishes were placed in front of the county commander Wang Ji, he immediately asked.

"What kind of dish is this, I've never seen it before."

Zhuo Wangsun glanced at Zhang Yuan, and Zhang Yuan immediately explained to Wang Ji.

"Wang Xianling, these dishes are cooked by a piece of iron newly created by the villain, and the cooking techniques are also derived from this kind of ironware, because the taste is good, the head of the family wants to open a restaurant."

"Hmph, isn't it possible that the cooking method that the ancestors have precipitated for thousands of years is not as good as the newly created utensils created by a young man like you?"

This sarcasm was obviously passed on by Sima Xiangru at the same table, Zhang Yuan said with a slight smile.

"Wang County Order, Sima Gongzi, please give it a try, how about making an evaluation?"

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