After some careful preparation, the Century Restaurant finally reopened the next day. As the nominal legal representative and stock owner, Ren Xiaoyan, his father, his father, and his brother, all came together, and the grandparents and grandchildren came together to regroup. Picked up the old mountains and rivers.
Of course, as an executive chef and concocter of the full table, it is also an important day for me. From a certain level, I have basically realized my ideals-serving as a chef in a prestigious restaurant, completely different from the past. Say goodbye to the three waste materials and start a new chapter in your life!
So I came to the restaurant early in the morning. I was busy and arranged everything properly. When I was finished, I realized that it was almost time for dinner, but no order came in. I was murmured in my heart. When I went out to look around, I saw the Ren family's third-generation group sitting on a table full of bowls and dishes, looking at each other as soon as I arrived in the lobby.
I asked them: "No guests have come yet?"
Ren Xiaoyan shook her head blankly: "I'm afraid it will be no more fun today. I looked downstairs and no one came in at all."
I comforted: "It's okay. Anyway, we still have a few tables of our own, so I can't wash the dishes."
Elder Ren shook his head solemnly, and sighed incomparably vicissitudes of life: "This is not necessarily true. They were quite reluctant to agree yesterday. Whether they will come or not is still unknown..."
I was a little confused when I said that. At this time, the guys in the kitchen followed in my footsteps. This happened to hear our discussion, and the little drill immediately said, "What's the matter? Did someone come after whoosh, okay?"
Brother Simon said indifferently: "You know what a fart-Ren Xiaoyan called all the people, how about getting hot?"
When they said this, I suddenly reacted, "Yes, we can ask someone to join in the scene, can't we be cold today?"
Ren Xiaoyan shook her head and said: "To be honest, this is really different from roasting stalls-roasting stalls are only a hundred yuan business, we are different, we have to move the chopsticks to hundreds of thousands, unless it is free, or not. Are you looking for so many people to join in for dinner?"
Shen Wansan cautiously leaned in and said, "Why don't we have a free one today? As long as people outside don't know, isn't it the same?"
Without waiting for us to express any opinions on this proposal, the old man Ren's face changed and said: "No! My grandfather had a last word when he was alive. As long as Ren's restaurant is open, it must not be credited or owed, otherwise he will be in Jiuquanzhi. Don’t look down at your eyes—the family motto is hard to violate.
We were all dumb, and I sighed after a long while: "It seems that the Ren family has also engaged in a designated restaurant for reception!"
I looked at everyone: "Are there any good ideas?"
Everyone shook their heads, and only Shen Wansan thoughtfully said: "Is there such a person: you can spend money as long as you get it, no matter how expensive it is, you have to spend the money in your pocket to be at ease," he squinted. Said: "It would be great if you can find this kind of people, and get them to work together!"
"Difficult, too difficult!" Ren Xiaonan said with a grimace: "Isn't this stupid you said!"
"Not necessarily, I remember this kind of people are like this..." Ren Xiaoyan screamed coldly: "On the Internet, they can eat the worst food, buy the most expensive things, and stay in the worst hotel, just for one reason—"
"It's all here!" Ren Xiaoyan and I yelled in unison: "That's it-it's all here!"
Come, come, is the characteristic economy of our great celestial dynasty since the implementation of the Golden Week. Many people flock to travel to major tourist attractions during this peak period. People who share the same purpose with Wan Qianhe enjoy the most expensive consumption and the worst. The food, the most expensive tickets and the most rubbish service, but they are still willing to pay for it, and the reason is this:
"It's all here!"
I yelled on the spot: "Tourists, can we just find someone to travel?"
Everyone suddenly felt excited, but after only two or three seconds, they were all worried: "Where can I find it at this moment?"
Ren Xiaoyan said coldly: "By the way, I know someone can help, but... how can I get someone out?"
I bit the back tooth socket and said, "Why don't I call Officer Sun and ask Ya to find a way to detain the car and stop the tour group halfway?"
"Then you might as well just let them go around the door and say that the car is broken!" Xiao Zuanfeng handed over from the side: "Boss, what you did is too obvious-isn't Lijiang just doing that and being blocked by netizens? "
"Yes, now tourism is strictly caught, and the people's awareness of rights protection is also strong. Don't let the business fail to make your reputation worse," Boss Ren also said for the first time: "This risk index is too high, too high. …"
"Yes, even knowing people won't work, it's too bad!"
Everyone was silent, but Brother Simon said indifferently: "I have an idea."
"Huh?" I exclaimed, "Aren't you going to tell us to move our stall downstairs again?"
Brother Simon shook his head and said, "I am not who I was when I was when I was. Don't worry, since I moved the stove with Ye Gucheng last time, I swear that I won't move the kitchen again in this life!"
"What do you say."
Brother Simon smiled slightly: "Let's find a foreign tour group and just end up?"
Everyone: "... This is the real turnaround!"
I asked Ren Xiaoyan: "Do you know that person well?"
"It should be okay!" Ren Xiaoyan took out the phone and dialed in an instant: "Hey, Uncle Fat, there is something for you to help here..."
The fat uncle is Kong Erpang, this is Ren Xiaoyan’s honorific name for him, but I don’t understand why he is looking for him—just keep looking down and listen to me. It’s clear that the old lady and her son in our community will open it for a long time. There are tour companies in China and abroad. As long as he promises, it’s okay. Fatty Kong doesn’t accept the move at all. He is trying his best to push outwards, seemingly unaware of the importance of this matter...
So I immediately took Ren Xiaoyan's phone number and said directly to Fatty Kong: "Give you a choice: either get me a few cars from foreign friends, or we will close the restaurant and then everyone will go back to the prefecture to open a shop-you choose!"
With the sound of "Kang Dang", Fatty Kong fell directly from his sex. The phone was noisy but never disconnected. In theory, he should be held tightly by the old boy. After a few seconds, he heard him angrily said: " No way, so serious?!"
"No guests at twelve, do you think it's serious?"
The other side was quiet for a few seconds, and then yelled as if listening to Fatty Kong's gambling: "Then you can rest assured, I must persuade that kid to let him get us two cars of foreigners to eat, please, please!"
Although things have been said, I am still a little worried. After all, the old lady of Wogua’s son is a big boss. He usually has a lot of contacts with the old lady but does not know Fatty Kong. The possibility that he will be able to do it directly is very slim-I can only remind He said: "Why don't you talk to the old lady?"
"It's okay, I have an idea..." It was halfway through, and a busy tone came on the phone. It seemed that Fatty Kong really took this matter as an important matter. I turned my face and said to everyone: "Then wait. Wait, Fatty Kong went directly to the old lady and her son!"
"Shh" everyone said in disappointment: "There is absolutely no move now!"
I understand the situation in my heart, but I dare not say it clearly. I can only say: "Let's wait and see, what if there is a miracle?"
Everyone shook their heads, and even Ren Xiaoyan couldn't help but said, "Or let the fat man find the old lady. Can this straight-eyed master help? Besides, he just met, and there is no interest to bear. Such a big risk?"
"It's not easy to say if you have an interest," Mr. Ren sighed. "It's easy to handle with foreign friends, but I'm afraid that the travel company is not so bold. It's even more mysterious to take risks for us for no reason."
"Unless he is also a fool!" Ren Xiaonan concluded: "There are not many normal people who are so inattentive!"
We were chattering about in the lobby for less than five minutes, and my cell phone rang suddenly, and it was Fatty Kong’s voice that was connected, and there was an indescribable excitement in it: "By the way, you can seat two hundred people in your hotel. Bar?"
"Two or two hundred people?" I felt nervous: "Four fucking cars, you stopped the plane?"
"Just say you can sit down or not!"
I hurriedly asked Ren Xiaoyan: "The fat man said there are four cars, can we sit down?"
"Four cars?" The three generations of Ren's grandparents stood up and said excitedly: "Of course you can sit down!"
"That's all right," I turned to Fatty Kong and said, "Forget it, four cars are fine."
"Fortunately, sit down, I'm afraid your place is not big enough!" Fatty Kong said cheerfully: "That's right, the four tourist coach tourists will be there in a while, so you can pack up and get some special features as soon as possible. The foreigner is talking about visiting the intangible heritage restaurant. I got it. It's up to you to keep it."
"This... OK, I'm going to let Brother Simon perform cutting meat slices with a flying knife. Otherwise, Uncle Wolf will perform a performance of crushing a boulder on his chest and chewing on a light bulb. They have never seen it anyway!" I promised: "Don't worry. , As long as they are willing to move their chopsticks, they will not run away-our dish is the real intangible heritage, the only one, where can it be eaten elsewhere!"
"Then I can rest assured..." As the fat man was about to hang up again, I hurriedly called out: "Don't hang up, I have something to ask you."
"Come back," Fatty Kong reminded me on purpose: "Time is running out!"
"Don't give me a bullshit. I don't know if there is too much time, but there are some things you have to make clear first," I asked seriously, "You didn't tell people that it's free, right?"
"No, no, even if I'm willing, you won't!"
"That's good," I exhaled: "Second, you are not agreeing to give someone a kickback, have you talked about it?"
"This is not necessary, the boss of the People's Congress does not lack this money!"
I said inexplicably: "Then it doesn't make sense. Why can people help you if it's not free or money?"
"Uh..." Fatty Kong's voice was suddenly lowered a lot, and he begged for mercy: "Can you not say it?"
"It must be said, I am not at ease if I don't say it clearly."
Fatty Kong said helplessly: "Then I said it!"
"you say."
"You are not allowed to scold me."
"Don't scold."
"It's not allowed to be passed on!"
"... Don't tell me if you are paralyzed, I'll be right back to clean up, believe it or not?"
Fatty Kong hurriedly said: "I told him that if I didn't help me this time, the restaurant would have to close, and then I would have to look for food again for the rest of my life."
I was stunned: "What do you mean, can you understand it if you tell him this way?"
Fatty Kong said: "Uh, this is a narration, and it is not much different from the original..."
"According to the original words!"
Fatty Kong denies fruitlessly in every possible way, so he can only honestly say: "I told him directly, if I don't get a few foreigners for me this time, I will propose to the old lady later-the wedding will be held in our community!" (End of this chapter) )