Returning to the store, Yuan Zhou met Wu Hai.
"Boss Yuan, are you really looking for food delivery cooperation? Let me introduce it to you." Wu Hai looked enthusiastic.
"I'm not looking for it." Yuan Zhou said firmly.
"Then what are you posting?" Wu Hai pointed at the A4 paper on the door, with a look on his face that I had already seen.
"Notification means I'm out." Yuan Zhou said seriously.
"Then you ask the food delivery partner to call you." Wu Hai's tone was full of disbelief.
"Well, this shows respect." Yuan Zhou said seriously.
"Respect? Respect for what." Wu Hai was now confused as to what this meant.
"If you come to me to talk about cooperation, I can personally refuse. This is a basic courtesy." Yuan Zhou said seriously.
"Huh?" Wu Hai was stunned for a full three minutes before he could combine the meaning of what Yuan Zhou said in his mind.
What the hell is this basic etiquette
"I used to think that I had a weird temper and was hard to understand, but now I find that I was wrong. Boss Yuan, you are the master of weird tempers. I have such a good temper." Wu Hai suddenly said a long string of words. .
"No, I'm easier to get along with than you." Yuan Zhou said affirmatively.
"Haha, if he didn't know how to cook top-notch delicacies, Boss Yuan would definitely not be popular." Wu Hai drooled a little as he thought about the delicious food.
"However, I can do it. I am more popular than you." Yuan Zhou's tone was not proud at all, only the certainty of the fact.
"Boss Yuan, take it." Wu Hai turned and left speechlessly, preparing to go back and paint to calm his mood. After all, he is also a painter!
"Well, thank you for the compliment." Yuan Zhou thanked him politely.
"I didn't mean to praise you." Wu Hai held his forehead, turned around and left.
However, Yuanzhou selectively ignored Wu Hai's last words and returned to his shop.
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After Yuan Zhou finished his day's work and returned to the second floor, he had time to think about the day's events.
Today, the middle-aged male boss gave him a lot of inspiration, and Yuanzhou discovered a problem that had always been there.
When Yuan Zhou went out to taste food, he didn't always finish it. He even left twice without even moving.
Being lenient to oneself and strict to others should be mistakes that everyone would make unconsciously. Although Yuanzhou did not feel that his character was flawless, this was definitely not a mistake he wanted to make.
"Sure enough, I'm still a little impetuous." Yuan Zhou sat at the desk and sighed.
For a while, I couldn't think of any way to make up for it, so I decided to wash up.
Isn’t it said that the toilet is a place where all kinds of inspirations burst out? Maybe taking a bath will be much better.
If you make a mistake, you have to make up for it. Yuanzhou was thinking of ways to make up for it while taking a bath. Otherwise, what's the use of just knowing the Tao and not being able to apologize.
After carefully recalling the cause and effect of the incident, Yuan Zhou suddenly thought of an excellent idea.
After taking a quick shower, I quickly put on my clothes, ran to my room, turned on my computer and started searching.
Thanks to Yuan Zhou's good memory, he still remembered the two restaurants where he left before finishing his meal.
The best place to look for is that abalone shop. The current official website seems to have been butchered, and most of them are scammers. However, it disappeared after refreshing again. It must have been deleted by the administrator.
Yuanzhou found the private message on this official website, thought for a long time, clicked on Anonymous, and started writing the email content.
This email is in the format of a letter. It starts with a title and a lot of greetings. Yuan Zhou has written them all.
[About the dishes in your store, I will tell you some tips. If you like, please continue reading. The sweetness of the barbecued pork is too sweet on the outside, but there is no sweetness in the middle. The seasoning is uneven. The marinating time needs to be according to the freshness of the meat. Degree and size determine…
The dish of braised chicken feet in soy sauce... ]
Yuan Zhou wrote down all the dishes he ordered that day, including the pros and cons. It seemed very formal. He may not be able to cook them all now, but there is no problem in eating them.
At the end of this email, Yuan Zhou directly wrote: Such a title for a person who once wasted food.
I checked it again and found that there were no typos, so I clicked send directly.
Apologizing and making amends may not be accepted by others. These methods are just to make yourself feel better and not to be condemned by your own conscience, but this method can also be regarded as Yuanzhou's compensation.
After sending several such emails in succession, Yuan Zhou began to sleep with peace of mind.
And the wave caused by the email just started.
Other restaurants do not maintain their official website all the time, and it is late at night, but the Abalone restaurant is different, because the matter of wild and raised food is really criticized by the angry customers.
Now the store's official website maintenance basically involves staying in front of the computer 20 hours a day.
"Ding~" Maintenance worker Hu was eating instant noodles and deleting comments that were offensive when his computer rang.
"This kid, you didn't turn off the sound." Hu Gong turned his hand to turn off the sound, and clicked on the background to delete the email.
The emails sent at this time were usually either spam or abusive. Hu Gong did not intend to ruin his mood by reading them.
Every email has a title. Generally speaking, those who send private messages with nicer words are selling fake products. Strong titles are life attacks.
The different wording in this letter was normal, and Hu Gong was somewhat interested in reading it. It was so late at night that the screen was full of obscenities. It was rare to find something refreshing, so he must be curious.
When he clicked it and took a look, Hu Gong couldn't help but say, "I'm a fool."
"This seems to be an authentic advice post. There is really no curse. It's amazing." Hu Gong couldn't help but say.
In the past, advice posts like this were basically drowned in a lot of spam, but now they are full of scammers and the like, which makes them look particularly surprising and conspicuous in contrast.
So Mr. Hu decided to send it to his boss for a look. Those who stayed up late were considered benefits. Although he didn’t know whether what he said was true, it was better than those who cursed.
Of course, Hu Gong's boss is also a person from the restaurant. When he saw such a sincere suggestion, he couldn't help but feel happy and satisfied, so he decided to send it to the chef in the store for a look.
This is better than being scolded every day when there is no business.
The email was sent up layer by layer until it reached the head chef's computer.
At twelve o'clock in the evening, Chef Bai frowned at the unsolved situation on the official website. He was helpless. Just when he was about to turn off the computer and go to sleep, he received the email, Yuan Zhou's email.
Hu Gong and Hu Gong's boss are laymen and do not understand the accuracy of the suggestion in the email that which parts of the pork take different times. But Chef Bai is different. At a cursory glance, he knows that this must be from a professional. people's hands.
Taking a closer look, they turned out to be improvements to the store's signature dishes. Some chef Bai agreed very much. It's like painting. Others can see what they can't see at a glance.
And Yuanzhou's suggestion still has a sense of being in a high position.
The authorities are obsessed with things, and this sentence is very applicable to Chef Bai. He knows that there are many areas that need improvement, but he can't tell where they are. However, some Chef Bai laughs and disagrees.
For example, chicken feet usually use some special techniques to make them tender, but the letter states that the heat is not enough, which is impossible. This dish was improved by Chef Bai himself.
Chef Bai studied this email carefully all night. In the morning, he was not sleepy at all, but was itching unbearably. He washed up and went out, ready to try the method he recognized in it. (.,,, your support is my biggest motivation.) 16-10-02 02:28:48