Chapter 739: Male God, When Will You Pass the Passing Line (37)

Su Baicha narrowed her eyes lightly and landed her gaze on the ingredients on the table: "All your dishes arrived by air, right?" ”

"Yes." Wang Zu nodded and said, "Freshness is guaranteed." ”

"The material is indeed fresh, but it is Port 2, do you know the difference?"

Wang Zu was stunned, his eyes widened and asked, "Sir, may I ask...... Do you know that our air cargo is going to Port 2, or is it ......?"

He paused, took a deep breath and said, "Eat...... Eat out ......"

"Guess what?" Su Baicha didn't say anything, just said lightly: "The goods after air freight are from Port No. 2 or Port No. 1, in the eyes of many people, there is no difference, but in fact, there is a difference. ”

"Sir, can you tell me clearly?" Wang Zu looked very anxious, and a little bead of sweat appeared on his forehead.

He has been involved in the industry since graduation and has been working hard for it.

But now a young man who looked to be less than twenty years old actually pointed out the problem directly, and he felt that if he didn't ask to understand, he might not even be able to sleep tonight.

"It's a matter of distance."

Wang Zu was stunned for a moment, and suddenly understood what Su Baicha said.

Because Port 1 has always been land cargo, while Port 2 has been parallel cargo.

Therefore, under normal circumstances, the imported fresh food goes to the No. 2 port, which Wang Zu did not investigate much.

This is a reasonable process, but when Su Baicha said the distance problem, he seemed to suddenly open up.

"Sir, you mean Port 2 is farther away from our shop?"

"Yes." After Su Baicha dipped the tomato sauce with a fork, he drew a pattern on the paper towel and said, "It is nearly an hour slower to transport here from Port No. 2 than Port No. 1. You all know that every second counts, and you should know that even if it is ten minutes late, the taste will be different. ”

Chu Nian's eyes were all fixed on the brief map drawn by Su Baicha.

I didn't think that Su Baicha was not only good at music, but also so good at painting.

Wang Zu blushed slightly embarrassed, he has been engaged in this industry for so many years, has done so many investigations, and always thinks that he has achieved the word 'fresh' to the extreme, but the fact is that others can eat the problem in one bite.

A powerful tongue, or a powerful taste bud, is really much more powerful than someone like him.

After thanking him sincerely, he walked briskly in the direction of the kitchen.

Chu Nian blinked and said, "How can you have so much research on food?" ”

"Nope." Su Baicha chewed slowly and said to her: "I just do all the research on Japanese food, and to be more precise, I should be more sensitive to freshness." ”

Chu Nian suddenly felt that Su Baicha was so powerful, as if he could do anything, and so far I haven't seen him without full skills.

The things on the table were quickly assembled, and every time I ate the same thing, I was full of praise for the food at this restaurant.

Su Baicha also seemed to like it, but he didn't say so much, most of them just responded lightly: "Not bad." ”

It's just that 'good' in his eyes is a high evaluation in itself, but many people don't know it.

Halfway through the meal, two familiar figures walked in.

He Ji also brought Xiao Tingting to this restaurant for dinner, and this restaurant was selected by He Ji.