Chapter Seventy-Seven, Count You to Death!
Meng Tong had been watching from the side, and at this time he quietly went behind Bai Fan and asked, "Bai Fan, I have no problem if you want to settle accounts with this guy, but for the first time our restaurant has 24 tables, can it be full at the beginning?" β
"Fool, that's what you're worried about?" Bai Fan smiled: "This is very simple. β
"What other tricks do you have to attract guests?" Meng Tong asked excitedly.
"Of course: soliciting guests couldn't be easier: you go directly to the sign of our house at the door and write one: 5% off today!"
Meng Tong was stunned when he heard this: "Five folds? That's a lot less money! β
"Hehe, this is called the opening bonus. You can rest assured, in the future, we will make this alley our private restaurant, and within half a year, we will be the best private restaurant in Tiandu! β
Meng Tong nodded: "Okay, I'll do it." β
After posting a 50% discount on the signboard, within half an hour, the crowd had already swarmed in.
After a few days of operation, many people have begun to promote this "Bai Family Private Restaurant" on the Internet, many people come here, and the propagandist also specially explained: "There is only one chef in this private restaurant, and the materials are very limited, so you can't eat it if you go late!" β
It's 10 a.m., and the doors open!
Mike Liu stood at the small desk and began to act as a collector.
"20 tables of these dishes ordered here! There are still 24 tables to add these dishes! Listen to the calculations yourself! Meng Tong can't get busy, I'm going to the kitchen! β
Mei Zhu threw a pile of lists to Mike Liu and went to the kitchen, while Mike Liu looked at the pile of lists in a daze.
"Two lion heads over here!"
"Add two servings of taro soup here!"
"Did you hear that? Here's another permeable cabbage! β
Awakened from a dream, Mike Liu immediately got to work.
On the one hand, I have to keep the accounts, on the other hand, I have to constantly listen to the shouts of the 24 tables, and I have to convey the information of adding dishes to the kitchen in a timely manner.
Mike Liu felt that his two hands and one mouth were simply not enough!
"What's going on? Why haven't you come here yet? A table number guest said dissatisfiedly.
"You ...... Is your table a lion's head and a permeable cabbage? β
"You fanned the mosquitoes? We want two lion heads! β
"Waiter! Where's the orange duck on our table? I've been waiting for a long time! β
"Good, good! I'll put the kitchen on you right away! β
"What kind of waiter?"
Complaints followed.
Bai Fan smiled and watched from the side, while Feng Zhongwei frowned, then looked at Bai Fan and said, "Mike Liu is an actuary, and he is not good at dealing with this kind of messy data. β
"Hehe, then you think it's very difficult?" Bai Fan looked at Feng Zhongwei and smiled.
"I think...... It's not easy! β
"Then you look at the other person's performance, and you might understand."
Just half an hour after he took up his post, Mike Liu was already sweating.
"Your total consumption is 156 yuan......"
"Didn't you get 50% off today? Isn't that right? We ate 321, and if it was 5% off, it should be 160 yuan and 5 cents! How do you calculate this? An aunt with a meaty face said very dissatisfied.
"Really? Okay, good, then 160 pieces for 5 cents! β
"No invoicing! You should give me a discount, right? 150 pieces are counted! β
"No invoicing? This and this ......"
Bai Fan asked Feng Zhongwei with a smile: "When did this Mike Liu return to China?" β
"About half a year ago...... But he must have never been to such an occasion. β
"Hehe, then he's miserable."
Half an hour later, Mike Liu felt like he was in hell!
24 The four tables were still adding dishes all the time, and many of them were settling accounts, and McLiu felt that he needed three heads and six arms to do this job!
The constant complaining and constant processing of those data made the actuarial Mac Liu feel that he was completely useless for a lot of things he had learned in the West? How can we deal with this extremely disorganized data?
Bars, formulas, Bollinger algebras, spherical geometry, antilogs, fractional reciprocals, Fourier analysis, Lagrange's theorem, PoincarΓ© conjecture, iterative method, logarithmic spiral, Lopida's rule......
He had a stomach full of all kinds of advanced mathematical theories, and at this time he went to find that almost none of them could be used!
What kind of advanced mathematician can solve this situation?
An hour later, Mike Liu was scolded as if he had been scolded: his face was pale, he was covered in sweat and a layer of oil, he looked like he had been roasting on the stove for an hour, his hair was sticking to his head, and his glasses were crooked.
"I bet! No one can handle a situation like this! It's simply not possible! Completely impossible! What the hell am I ...... What the hell am I ...... This position requires at least three people to potentially be handled in parallel! Or you have to use a set of microcomputer processing management system! Otherwise, you won't be able to deal with such a messy data at all! And the input side also needs to be unified...... I don't think there's anyone in the world who can handle this job alone. β
Bai Fan smiled and didn't speak, while Feng Zhongwei pulled Mike Liu and pointed to the place where Mike Liu was just now.
Mei Zhu has taken over from Mike Liu.
In the face of the sound of asking for more dishes or settling the bill, Mei Zhu kept repeating the words of the guests to the kitchen with clear words, and then kept settling accounts and collecting money in his hands, and the hand speed was like playing a piano with a very fast rhythm: the settling of accounts and accounts was extremely clear.
"20 tables, two portions of your lion's head, one permeable cabbage, one isolated taro soup, one fried cabbage, three bowls of rice, add up to a dozen and a half discount for a total of 82 yuan, you give me 112 and I will find you 30 yuan! Thank you for your patronage. β
"8 tables, you consume three servings of lion's head, two portions of permeable cabbage, three portions of orange duck meat, one taro soup, five bowls of rice with a total of 50 discounts, a total of 128 yuan, you give 150, I will find you 22 yuan! Thank you for your patronage! β
Calculating, quoting, adding dishes, and shouting dishes are like flowing water, and you can see it several times: the mouth is talking, the hands are settling the accounts, and the eyes are still staring at the situation of the customers at other tables to judge how long it will take to eat to prepare for the new guests, and it can almost be used for three purposes!
Mike Liu was stunned and couldn't say a word.
"You are an actuary, and you have learned a lot of things in those Western things, but in the end you are not as good as a little girl who settles accounts for me in this small shop, Mr. McLiu, how do you feel?" Bai Fan said with a smile.
ββ¦β¦ It's not my area of expertise! Don't think you're going to beat me like this! You're insulting me! Mike Liu said angrily: "In this way, let's make another appointment, and we will do it again in the field I am good at!" β
"Okay, whatever you want." Bai Fan shrugged his shoulders.
(End of chapter)