King of Industry

  Chapter 168 When you see a business opportunity, you must be decisive

   "Maoxuewang?" Hearing these three words, everyone present was a little confused.

   It’s no wonder they didn’t understand it anymore. After all, in the early 1990s, Sichuan cuisine was not as popular as it was later. At least in a small city like Ninghai City, it is still rare.

   Seeing that his subordinates were all in the dark, Zhao Guoyang simply popularized the dish "Mao Xue Wang" to them.

   The dish "Maoxuewang" originated in Yucheng and is popular in Yucheng and the southwest area. It is made with duck blood or pig blood as the main ingredient. Shengxuewang is boiled and eaten immediately, and the offal of tripe is the main ingredient, supplemented by Sichuan-style hot pot cooking method, so it gets its name.

  In the era when Zhao Guoyang was reborn, due to the direct jurisdiction of Yucheng City, this dish can no longer be regarded as Sichuan cuisine, but belongs to the Chongqing cuisine series.

  But in the early 1990s, Yucheng City was not directly under the jurisdiction of the government, so this dish was naturally included in the Sichuan cuisine.

  After Zhao Guoyang's explanation, the big guys became interested in this dish and moved their chopsticks one after another.

  Hey, not to mention, the "Mao Xue Wang" in this small restaurant is really authentic. After eating, everyone praised it.

  Zhao Guoyang didn't like to eat these too greasy things at first, but the hot aroma of "Mao Xue Wang" brought back some memories of his previous life, so he couldn't help but taste a few more mouthfuls.

   Eating this unique Sichuan dish, Zhao Guoyang suddenly remembered two words: hot pot.

  In that era, hot pot can be said to have been popular all over the country, and even the world. No matter which city you go to, you can see the signboard of hot pot restaurants.

  As the leader of the domestic hot pot industry, Sichuan-Chongqing hot pot restaurants account for almost half of the country.

   In Zhao Guoyang’s opinion, the Maoxuewang of this restaurant is doing so well, the chef must have learned the true skills of traditional Sichuan cuisine.

   This meal, everyone ate heartily, satiated with wine and food, especially the "hairy blood", which made everyone praise it.

   Seeing that he was almost done eating, Zhao Guoyang got up and went to the front desk to pay the bill.

   "Thank you, the food and drinks are 27 yuan in total." The female cashier at the front desk said with a smile on her face.

  The cashier was probably in his twenties, with a handsome appearance and a head of black short hair that reached the ears, making him look quite capable.

  Listening to this slightly magnetic and pleasant voice, Zhao Guoyang seemed to be a little impressed.

  He couldn't help but raised his head and glanced at the other party. Before he could speak, the cashier raised his eyebrows and exclaimed: "Guoyang, you are Zhao Guoyang!"

  Zhao Guoyang was taken aback for a moment, then nodded and said, "Uh...I'm Zhao Guoyang, may I ask who you are?"

   "Good job, Zhao Guoyang, you won't know your old classmates when you're so developed!" the girl yelled.

   "I'm your junior high school classmate, you won't forget it, right?"

  After the word "junior high school classmate" came out, Zhao Guoyang suddenly had the face of a girl with two ponytails who was calm, grand, and graceful.

  Zhao Guoyang slapped his head suddenly and said: "Hey, look at my memory, I remembered, I remembered... You are Sun Yumei, the representative of the Chinese class in our class!"

   "Hehe, it's not bad, I remind you a little bit and you finally remembered!" Sun Yumei smiled.

  Zhao Guoyang spread his hands and said helplessly: "It's no wonder I, you seem to have changed a lot in the past few years... Based on your grades at that time, I thought you must have entered a good unit."

Hearing what Zhao Guoyang said, Sun Yumei blushed and explained: "I didn't look for a job after graduation, and went to the south with my parents to do business. This year, I made some money. My mother didn't want to wander outside, so she took me with me. I came back and opened this small restaurant."

  When old classmates meet, there is naturally a lot to talk about.

  Zhao Guoyang expressed his thoughts when he was eating just now, and suggested that Sun Yumei should simply start the hot pot.

After hearing this suggestion, Sun Yumei nodded repeatedly and said, "Guoyang, I've thought about what you said too. In the past two years in the big cities in the south, I have eaten hot pot several times, and it feels really special. But, Our Ninghai is just a small city, can the people here accept this kind of dining model?"

   "Plus, my small restaurant has just started after all, and I don't have many regular customers. If the hot pot doesn't come out, I'm afraid it will affect the business." Sun Yumei said worriedly.

   "This is easy to handle!"

  Zhao Guoyang gestured with both hands, and said with a smile: "You can do this, don't make one size fits all for now. You can still serve home-cooked dishes, but there is a hot pot on the menu for guests to choose from."

   "As long as the first person orders it, other customers will definitely want to try it, and gradually your hot pot business will become popular. At that time, maybe you won't be enough to open a few branches."

  Hearing Zhao Guoyang's burning words, Sun Yumei's heart skipped a beat.

She pondered for a moment, nodded heavily, and made up her mind: "Well, I will follow Guoyang's method. Tonight, I will discuss it with my mother and our chef to see the specific operation. What a way."

   Seeing that Sun Yumei was still as straightforward as she was when she was a student, Zhao Guoyang was a little happy for her.

   When doing business, when you see business opportunities, you need to be decisive.

   From this point of view, Sun Yumei obviously did a good job.

   When old classmates meet, they will naturally recall the youthful years. However, when Hua Guosheng and Xu Dongfeng walked out, Zhao Guoyang could only stop talking.

   "Yumei, today's time is unlucky, and I have to go to work in the afternoon."

  Zhao Guoyang rubbed his chin and said, "How about this, next time I'm free, I'll bring Monkey over for a meal, and our old classmates have a good get-together. By the way, do you still remember Monkey?"

   "That's a good relationship!" Sun Yumei agreed with a smile, "Of course I remember the monkey. He was always your follower when I was in school! This guy is quite smart, he should be doing well now, right?"

   "Hehe, I'll keep this a secret first. When you meet him next time, you'll know!" Zhao Guoyang smiled and waved his hands.

   Seeing that Zhao Guoyang didn't accept this, Sun Yumei didn't force it.

  Xu Dongfeng, who came over from the other side, couldn't help being dumbfounded again when he saw Zhao Guoyang chatting enthusiastically with the beautiful waiter.

  This guy has always been unable to move when he sees a beautiful woman. Although Sun Yumei is not a stunning beauty, but after traveling all over the world in the past few years, the urban girl's temperament formed on her body immediately attracted Xu Dongfeng.

   "Guoyang, is this your friend?" Xu Dongfeng stepped forward quickly and asked with a shy face.

  Seeing this guy's blurred eyes and drooling pig brother-like appearance, Zhao Guoyang almost kicked him directly.

  This Xu Dongfeng, before seeing Ning Xiaohong, looked like a nympho, but now he saw Sun Yumei, and his legs went limp, Zhao Guoyang didn't know how to reprimand him.

  (end of this chapter)