Chapter Ninety-Four: Advertising

Zhuo Yan was originally beautiful, and at this time he was smiling and welcoming people, and when everyone saw it, they immediately felt that their hearts were smooth, and the director of the meat factory who had the most fun fighting just now even smiled and said, "You came just in time, the cold dishes have just been served!" ”

Zhuo Yan was not in a hurry to serve the table, but put the food box in his hand on the table, took out the plate from it, and put it on the table one by one, "I'll add a dish to everyone!" ”

This move was so intimate that the men at the table were moved to tears, and the director of the woolen mill even stood up to pick up the plate himself, "Oh, you don't have to work so hard at all, the food in the hotel is very good!" ”

Chu Xingchen shook his head on the side, who scolded the food cooked in the hotel just now for being like pig food?

The dishes brought by Zhuo Yan are obviously not the craftsmanship of the hotel chef, the first plate of the dishes is different, these plates are really beautiful, snow-white fine porcelain, and the silver wire is used to outline exquisite patterns.

The entrepreneurs present are all people who know the goods, after reading the plate, everyone is praising for a while, and then looking at the dishes on the plate, this look at them only to realize that something is wrong, how are these dishes made of vegetables?

The soup bowl is filled with silver tofu soup with fat cabbage, which is cut into thin as cow hair, entangled with the black hair cabbage, and made into a Tai Chi pattern, which is pleasing to the eye.

Golden and crispy, topped with fat choy and diced carrots is the fat cabbage egg pancake.

The black and white are crystal clear, and it is fried shrimp with hair cabbage.

Zhuo Yan brought a total of eight dishes, these eight dishes are made of fat cabbage, and each dish is bright in color, pleasing to the eye, and with exquisite porcelain plates, the four cold dishes given by the hotel are extremely rough.

All of you here are locals of Xilin Town, and everyone never thought that the wild vegetables that can't be on the table can be made so beautifully.

The director of the meat factory has a clear love and hate, and when he saw this situation, he frowned, and brought the four cold dishes given by the hotel to someone else's table, "Give it to you to eat!" ”

Chu Xingchen looked surprised, compared to these greedy entrepreneurs, seeing these exquisite dishes, he obviously thought more, "Zhuo Yan, you did all this?" ”

Zhuo Yan smiled and nodded, "I soaked some hair cabbage myself and took it to the restaurant next to me to process it!" ”

The food was put on the table, but Zhuo Yan didn't let everyone eat it, but motioned to the man next to him, "Master, now you can take pictures!" ”

At this time, everyone noticed that the person who came with Zhuo Yan was a man in his thirties, holding a tripod in his hand, and he was assembling the tripod at the moment and placing the camera on it! It turned out to be a photographer in a photo studio.

After seeing the photographer, the people at the same table touched the taste, and the director of the woolen mill asked Zhuo Yan tentatively, "Girl, are you going to take pictures and advertise yourself?" ”

In the early 80s, foreign merchants and merchants on the other side of the Xiangjiang River had begun to advertise, while domestic manufacturers were still very weak in this regard.

At this time, everyone believes in a principle, that is, the aroma of wine is not afraid of deep alleys, in fact, this is a fallacy, as the competition becomes more and more fierce, the aroma of wine is actually afraid of deep alleys.

Especially after the whole country opened up trade, you said that the merchant from the south could not see the propaganda, how could he know what was good in the north?

Seeing that the director of the woolen mill asked a question, Zhuo Yan generously admitted, "I just want to advertise Fa Cai!" ”