Chapter 50: Creating a Culinary Miracle
The guests left one group after another, and there was basically no time to spare.
Ye Mingxuan looked at the busy figures of several people and the full lobby, the smile on his lips was really hard to hide, this was the scene he wanted to see!
An Qing also added ingredients again and again when everyone was busy.
This is the third time, and in order not to make everyone suspicious, An Qing stopped adding.
They didn't get free until all the ingredients were empty.
An Qing counted the time, in modern parlance, it was about five o'clock in the afternoon.
The ingredients are gone, so naturally we can't pick up customers.
"Is there any mistake, Lao Tzu brought the whole family out to eat this hot pot, and you actually told me that there are no ingredients?"
A guest who was bigger than An Qing said dissatisfiedly.
An Qing looked at the family behind him, black and pressing, all of them were about the same size as her, and there should be more than twenty of them.
It's a pity that there are no ingredients, otherwise they don't know how much they can earn in their stomachs!
In An Qing's eyes, they are golden pigs.
Ye Mingxuan secretly glanced at An Qing, looking at her small eyes glowing, he knew that she had a way.
Of course, how could An Qing give up the rich man in front of her.
"This is Zhu Yuanwai, there are really no ingredients in our store.
On weekdays, everyone says that Zhu Yuanwai is a good person, and everyone who follows you is a blessed person, just like the family behind you, full of blessings.
Zhu Yuanwai's visit to the shop today is really brilliant, but it's a pity that the ingredients we prepared today are not enough. Why don't we send you a pot bottom, and you can go home and prepare some ingredients to eat slowly, okay?
Tomorrow we will make sure that we will make enough to keep everyone to eat. ”
An Qing explained, and was not busy patting a few sycophants.
In fact, she made up these words by herself, this Zhu Yuanwai is not only rich but also very generous, raising herself and her family to be fat and strong, and even the servants in the house are fatter than ordinary people.
Every time there was something delicious, he would take the whole family out and look at it from a distance, like a herd of colorful fat pigs wandering.
I'm afraid there is no one who doesn't know him in this hundred miles.
And Zhu Yuanwai has an inexplicable sense of intimacy with every fat person, maybe he thinks that people who are as fat as him are people who have done a lot of good deeds in their previous lives, and then gather their blessings in this life, so they are so fat. He firmly believed that the flesh on their fat men was not meat, but a blessing.
"Okay, remember to leave me more fish balls tomorrow and that beef balls, and that crayfish, and that lamb roll, that beef roll, and that..."
"Well, don't worry, Zhu Yuanwai. We'll make a copy of all the ingredients for you to keep! ”
An Qing interrupted Zhu Yuanwai's words, he was going to talk about all the ingredients again, if he didn't interrupt him, I'm afraid it would be dark.
"How can one be enough, you should prepare at least two, no, prepare three. We won't hinder you anymore, hurry up and bring the bottom of the pot, and you should go back early and get ready. ”
Zhu Yuanwai urged.
He was very optimistic about An Qing, and he had a feeling that this hot pot was what she came up with.
Fat people are foodies, and they love to think about delicious food every day.
Only fat people will be whimsical about food and create culinary miracles.