Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Art of Losing
With the sudden foreign aid of Zhao Shuihe's brother, I suddenly felt that my waist was a lot stiffer. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
After all, Zhao Shuirong may be able to see me die and not save me, but his sister can't be left alone, right?
Otherwise...... How much do you lose the face of their Huainan Zhao family?
So I feel like the most important thing now is to mess around with tomorrow's game.
In fact, the exhibition competition has come to this point, and it is really sad to think about it, a few days ago, we all wanted to break our heads to get the first, because a first means that we will get antique porcelain worth hundreds of thousands, and antiques, can be realized.
I never thought that between Hedong and Hexi, things would change so quickly. The first thing that everyone couldn't ask for before, has now become a disaster that I can't avoid in my heart, and the antique porcelain that I used to try to win back has also become a "ghost porcelain" that kills people without seeing blood.
And whether it's true or fabricated, coincidental or deliberate, I can't let my guys take that risk.
So I'm losing, trying to lose by all means...... Although this idea looks back on ...... It's really ironic.
In the past, I was thinking about how to make the dish good and let Zhao Haipeng win, but now I am naturally thinking about how to make the dish bad and let everyone lose.
With this guiding ideology, I explained my thoughts and detailed reasons to Zhao Haipeng.
In the end, I told Haipeng: "I said Brother Zhao, don't be a fairy duck, just make some rotten vegetables and fool around?"
Listening to my words, Lao Zhao once again put down the work at hand, he pondered for a moment and then discarded the blade.
Suddenly, Zhao Haipeng's expression became serious, and after he thought about it again, he said to me: "Third brother, you are the boss, it stands to reason that I should listen to you in the operation of this restaurant, but let me make rotten dishes...... I don't think I can do it. ”
Zhao Haipeng's seriousness and denial suddenly made me wide-eyed.
In astonishment, I asked one after another, "Why, my brother?" We can just add a little more salty salt to make this dish rotten, right? What's so difficult? No matter what, it's better than being killed by Hu Laoer, right?"
Seeing this, Zhao Haipeng shook his hand resolutely and said: "It's not that it's difficult or not, but that it's not possible! Have you ever thought about what the consequences will be if I make rotten vegetables?"
"Consequences?" I scratched my head and replied, "Isn't it just that I can't get first?...... Oh! Brother Zhao, now that porcelain can't be avoided! Let's not go back! Take back all what I said before, don't take it seriously. ”
Looking at the way I pleaded, Zhao Haipeng shook his hand and said: "I'm not thinking about the prizes, but have you thought about it, let's mess around with the dishes, the biggest loss is the whole of Lu Weiju, which is our signboard." ”
After Zhao Haipeng finished speaking, I was speechless.
Thanks to Lao Zhao's reminder, I realized that I was so superficial, and I realized what a serious strategic mistake it would be if I messed around in the final of this exhibition.
Just imagine, once we make a bunch of mud for the judges because of a strategic mistake, it is inevitable that our enemies will not be used to play the topic, and when the time comes, they are looking for a few reporters to hype, deduct us Lu Weiju a few "passive sabotage" and "fool the judges" hats, and let the media reporters indiscriminately publicize and report, we can't afford it.
And most importantly, because of the mistake of word-of-mouth marketing, I have ruined a piece of Huo Kee Boiled Fish that I once worked hard to manage.
The lessons of the past are not painful!
In short, I suddenly understood that it is easy to lose, but lose decently, and do not lose face after losing...... That's going to be hard.
Thinking about this, I wrinkled my brow and pondered an absurd thing that was almost impossible.
In the finals of tomorrow's exhibition, I must lose, but the beauty of losing and the art of losing are the best...... It can also output word-of-mouth.
This task...... It's much harder than winning.
It is no exaggeration to say that Lao Tzu and Zhao Haipeng looked at each other for a long time and couldn't come up with a way to lose the game, until it was almost time to eat in the afternoon, everyone was hungry and their chests were pressed against their backs, and we didn't have any solution at all.
But just when Zhao Haipeng and I were a little discouraged, a sudden person gave me an excellent reminder.
Just when I was running out of skills, the basement door was suddenly pushed open a crack.
Then my younger brother Zhang Asi looked in through the crack in the door and asked me, "Third brother, are we still cooking today?
Looking at the fourth child who was probing his brain through the crack of the door, my originally closed mind was slammed open! At the same time, I had a rough plan to lose the game!
I think, this Zhao Haipeng may not be able to make the dish bad, but my younger brother Ah Si can! He is a little-known cook, who has not even inserted incense, and he has made the dish bad, who will say anything!
In the excitement, I looked the fourth child up and down like a life-saving straw, and grabbed him from the outside, and also had a series of calculations in my mind!
After a while, Lao Tzu knew how to lose!
Looking at Zhang Asi with worried eyes, I patted his head and said, "Fourth, you will compete as the chef tomorrow, and let Abbot Zhao and Shui He give you a hand!" As for the dishes...... You just make vinegared cabbage! Put more chili peppers and more vinegar, and make it fragrant!"
My sudden "order" caught Ah Si off guard, so he opened his mouth wide for a long time and didn't know how to answer.
After a while, he spat out at me: "I?!Will I be the chef in the finals tomorrow?What should I do if I mess up!"
As soon as I heard Ah Si's surprise, I patted him on the shoulder and smiled: "Ah Si! You are so smart! I just made you smash it! The more you smash it, the better we are! When you completely lose the final, I will give you a bonus!"
My words, Ah Si stared at him again and again, but in the end, he still didn't react, as if everything was like a cloud.
And after I finished giving instructions to Ah Si, I turned around again and said to Zhao Haipeng: "Brother Zhao, tomorrow you wrap your middle finger in gauze and pretend to be injured, and when others ask, you will say that you acted bravely yesterday and injured your middle finger when you rescued Hui Heiqi by the canal, and you can't continue to hold a knife and spoon." ”
After I finished saying these instructions, Zhao Haipeng nodded, and finally understood what I meant.