Life is a Game

It took less than 10 minutes for Sun Maocai and Wang Xiulian to discuss the countermeasures. It will be sold as usual at noon today. If Ji Yue really wants to eat, I will leave a portion for her. Anyway, Jiang Feng hadn't made the pigeon swallow that he had promised Ji Yue before, so this 10 yuan pure meat wonton should be regarded as arrears of interest for so many days.

It's just that Comrade Wang Xiulian doesn't understand that it's not that Ji Yue has never eaten the Shilaozi pure meat wonton made by Jiang Feng. The last time Ji Yue even ate two or three bowls and cried so miserably, she still dared to eat them. These art students really don't understand. Even though they all changed careers as waiters, they didn't give up their heart of pursuing art.

Sun Maocai didn't understand either. He had thought of a lot before. He felt that every limited dish of Jiang Feng might become his signature dish, but he hadn't considered the 10 yuan pure meat wonton. When he first looked at the menu, he expressed curiosity about this strange and cheap wonton dish, and proposed that he wanted to try it. In the end, all the people who had tasted pure meat wontons cried and shouted to stop him from this deadly act.

There is only one young and experienced head chef in Taifeng Building who is very capable of fighting and carrying. They can't lose him.

Now Sun Maocai was even more curious about Jiang Feng's pure meat wontons.

The pure meat wontons will be sold as usual at noon today. Wang Xiulian asked Ji Yue to go to the printing shop to make a brand new survey form. When the group of guests finished their meal at noon and checked out, they would send the survey form to them and ask everyone about the pure meat wontons. What do you think of the meat wontons and any comments on how they are sold?

As long as everyone has an opinion, Taifenglou can change it. If you feel that it is not selling enough, Taifenglou can adjust the portion. Relying on quick hand grabbing is one way of selling, and drawing by lottery is another way. As long as customers need it, Taifenglou will definitely try its best to meet their wishes.

Just thinking about it this way, Jiang Feng felt that Taifenglou was really a good restaurant that cared about its guests.

The unexpected explosion of pure meat wontons has greatly increased the turnover of Taifeng Building. After all, a table for 4 seats 6 people, and a table for 6 seats 8 people, so you have to order dishes for 4 people and 8 people. If everyone comes, they will not be able to eat wontons. Have to have a meal before leaving.

During lunch, Jiang Feng took the time to send a message to Zhou Shi, asking him if he had time to come to the store these two days, and then he would treat Zhou Shi to dinner.

After sending the message, Jiang Feng threw the phone on the table and continued to eat. Halfway through the meal, he suddenly found that there seemed to be one person missing, Ji Yue disappeared.

"Qiqi, did you see Ji Yue? Where did he go? Why don't you eat?" Jiang Feng stuffed a piece of tender pork trotter into his mouth and looked around.

Wu Minqi looked at Jiang Feng with a very strange look, and said, "Didn't she eat your wonton just now? Now she is hiding upstairs and crying."

Jiang Feng: ...

You may not believe it, but this time she really asked for it.

After eating, Jiang Feng glanced at his phone, Zhou Shi hadn't replied to his message, he was probably busy. In the past at this time, Sun Maocai would go to the teahouse to drink tea with the two old men, but today was different. He wanted to stay and discuss with Jiang Feng, Wang Xiulian, Fang Mei and Ji Yue what to do with Jiang Feng's pure meat wontons.

Pure meat wontons have been very popular since a long time ago, but because this dish is not for human consumption at all, and it is sold cheaply, Jiang Feng only sells a few copies a day, so others don't take it seriously at all. Even from the perspective of buff, it is equal to silk-drawn yam, but none of the staff of Taifeng Building thinks it can be compared with silk-drawn yam.

Even though the pure meat wontons have gained a very weird reputation, they are only sold as a weird dish.

But it's different now, this dish is not what it used to be, because of Xue Shaoheng's 4 words, it is full of holy light. It’s only the first day. The professors from the Academy of Fine Arts and the legendary painter who can sell a painting for 6 figures have come. I don’t know who will come from somewhere to eat this bowl. Everyone is frightened. ravioli.

Artists at all times and in all over the world can do anything for that illusory inspiration, and some choose to eat small white powder and embark on the road of crime. This is all good. If it is more serious, you may stab yourself twice or simply cut off something on your body. If it is more serious, you may even take your life.

Compared with the above-mentioned ways of pursuing inspiration, eating a bowl of pure meat wonton is nothing.

When the pure meat wonton follow-up sustainable development seminar was held, Ji Yue was still immersed in the sadness of having just eaten the wonton.

The eyes are dull, the eyes are dull, and the description is haggard.

At first glance, it looks like a miserable child who has just experienced severe beatings by society and a major blow in life.

Sun Maocai was very interested in Ji Yue's current state, and asked curiously, "Is it always like this after eating wontons?"

"Almost." Jiang Feng said, "Ji Yue has eaten it several times and should be more experienced. Some people look very scary when they eat it for the first time. I remember that when my parents ate it for the first time, they hugged each other and cried together. , I cried for more than 20 minutes, my voice became hoarse from crying, and the next day my eyes were swollen as if I had been beaten."

Wang Xiulian: ...

"It was your dad who was crying, so I just shed a few tears." Wang Xiulian chose to dump the blame on Jiang Jiankang who was not there, "And my son didn't say that you made those wontons really bad. That stuff Don't talk about people, pigs will cry after eating them."

Ji Yue frantically nodded in agreement.

"It's really so amazing. If it's just because it's unpalatable, you probably wouldn't eat it like this." Sun Maocai hadn't experienced the power of Jiang Feng's buff dish before, so he couldn't understand it. He felt that this thing didn't seem like reality at all. It happens in life, it's metaphysics.

"You don't understand, this bowl of wonton is not ordinary unpalatable, it has surpassed the limit of unpalatable, impacting your soul, making you howl from the bottom of your heart, as if a ghost is eating your own meat bit by bit That's unpalatable." Ji Yue hasn't got the inspiration for painting yet, but her literary level has suddenly increased a lot.

Sun Maocai: ...

Then why would anyone want to eat this thing? I really don't know much about your art.

"How about today's guest opinion collection? How did the guests respond?" Sun Maocai asked.

Fang Mei took out a stack of opinion collection forms that the guests had just filled in: "The participants who participated in the comments are basically the old customers who had eaten pure meat wontons before and the new customers who came here because of the reputation. The new customers are basically Said that there are too few and hard to grab, and the old customers..."

Fang Mei paused for a moment, apparently the solicitation of opinions from old customers was beyond the comprehension of ordinary people: "Some people think that the pure meat wontons are sold too cheaply, because they are too cheap and the threshold is too low, which makes it difficult for them to grab them. Some customers feel that one portion is too much."

Everyone:? ? ?

Fang Mei took out one of the opinion forms, the words on it were quite elegant, but the words written seemed unusual: "For example, this guest, she also made an opinion. She thinks that wontons should be sold one by one. Instead of selling them bowl by bowl, if it’s not possible, you can also sell the wonton skin and wonton meat separately, so that the chances of them grabbing it will be much higher.”

Fang Mei pulled out another opinion form: "This customer also made a suggestion. He also thinks that wontons should be sold one by one, and each person should be limited to one. What he said is..."

Fang Mei picked up the opinion form, squinted her eyes and read out the words on it: "It's too extravagant and wasteful for one person to eat two or three sacred dishes like pure meat wontons a day, and some people even eat a bowl. This kind of behavior is simply heinous. In order for everyone to eat, it should be limited to one per person per day, otherwise it would be too extravagant and wasteful.”

Everyone:? ? ?

In fact, there are not many pure meat wontons even if they are sold per piece. After all, there are only 10 wontons per bowl, and only three bowls can be made a day, which is 30 per piece. There are more than 30 people who come to eat pure meat wontons today, and judging from the spirit of those artists who have been working hard and persevering, if you can’t get it today, you can grab it tomorrow, if you get it today, you will grab it tomorrow, the pure meat wontons have to be eaten continuously.

Even if you get inspiration, you have to renew.

Sun Maocai has been a chef for so many years, and this is the first time he has seen such weird dishes, such weird guests and such weird requests. The most important thing is that these weird requests are still expected by everyone, which makes him speechless for a while. What to say.

"I think since all the customers have asked for it, it's better to sell pure meat wontons individually. You may not feel much in the back kitchen at noon today. We saw it in the lobby. There are so many people. Maybe three servings a day. It's not just a matter of supply being short of demand." Fang Mei said, "But if you sell by the individual, you must be cautious in pricing, and if the price is too high, it will inevitably affect word of mouth."

"You can't set a high price." Sun Maocai said bluntly, "Excluding those factors that I may not be able to understand, this dish is not suitable for setting a high price, whether it is quality, taste or other aspects. It is only suitable for selling at a low price. If If you really want to sell them one by one, my suggestion is to keep the original price unchanged for one yuan each.”

Wang Xiulian didn't make much sense about it either. Although she was very keen on raising prices to be a qualified black-hearted capitalist, she also had a conscience. As the first victim of pure meat wontons, she felt that it was too much to charge for such a dish, and it was unreasonable to sell them at a high price.

"My suggestion is that it is best to sell pure meat wontons at staggered peaks, and not all at noon. I remember that a bowl is 10, so it is calculated as 30 a day, 20 at noon and 10 at night. Let customers have more choices. It can also avoid the situation of too many diners at noon and less at night. If there are too many customers and the queuing time is too long, many customers will choose to change to a restaurant, so that we are invisible Many customers will be lost." After all, Sun Maocai is a professional chef, even if he can't make pure meat wontons, he can still give him very good suggestions.

"I think it's okay." Fang Mei didn't have any objections, and Wang Xiulian nodded in agreement. Jiang Feng was here to listen to everyone's opinions, and Ji Yue was completely immersed in the sadness of Wonton and couldn't extricate herself.

Sun Maocai's proposal was unanimously passed.

The follow-up sustainable development seminar of pure meat ravioli ended successfully.

After the meeting, everyone naturally has to do their own things. Those who should drink tea drink tea, those who should go out for a stroll, and those who should go to the monitoring room to sleep. Sun Maocai was about to go to the teahouse to do what a qualified Taifenglou chef should do during his lunch break, when Jiang Feng stopped him.

Zhou Shi replied to his message just now.

Zhou Shi told him that he invited a friend to dinner tonight. He originally planned to invite his friend to Yongheju for dinner this week. After seeing Jiang Feng's news, he changed his mind and decided to invite his friend to Taifeng Building for dinner. He just took this opportunity Come and see everyone.

Zhou Shi said that he would come earlier, before the opening of the evening business. At that time, the kitchen was not busy, and he also had time to chat with everyone to catch up.

If nothing else, tonight is the moment to decide the future fate of Zhou Shi.

Jiang Feng wanted to ask Sun Maocai for a favor, to help him perform a play together and tell a lie.

If Zhou Shi simply came to visit everyone, since he went into the back kitchen and chatted for a while, and they are all here, why not just change his clothes and wash his hands, go back to his old business and do some work, do a white job to relive old dreams, and re-experience What it feels like to be a chef at Tai Fung House.

It's different now, Zhou Shi is here for dinner.

It was a guest who came to eat, and Jiang Feng felt that it was not very good to pull the guest into the back kitchen and ask him to cook two dishes, and to cook and eat by himself.

The most important thing is that the dishes he cooks may not be eaten by himself.

So Jiang Feng wanted to invite Sun Maocai to act with him, so he said that Jiang Feng told everyone about how he met Zhou Shi at Yongheju last night during lunch today. It happened that Sun Maocai heard it, so he asked a few casual questions, and Jiang Feng talked about Zhou Shi's situation. After listening to it, Sun Maocai was very interested in him, especially Zhou Shi's cold sea cucumber dish that had never been used in Taifenglou recipes. Sun Maocai has been studying sea cucumber dishes recently, so he wanted to know how this fresh method is.

Jiang Feng still knew Zhou Shi's culinary skills very well. Ye Luzi's background was not serious and he had learned from his master from the beginning. Because of his good talent, he had a good foundation. Most of Zhou Shi's dishes have no special characteristics, and many of them are stolen. One disadvantage of stealing is that it is often difficult to learn the true essence. Among his many dishes was the one he had taught Jiang Feng before. The cold sea cucumber that was used in exchange for the crab stuffed orange recipe was a little eye-catching.

Jiang Feng knew this cold sea cucumber dish, but Jiang Feng could excuse that he didn't cook it as well as Zhou Shi did, or simply that he didn't learn the true essence of this dish, so Zhou Shi needed to make a special dish for Sun Maocai to try. Sun Maocai is a master of Cantonese cuisine, but he just wanted to try a dish. Jiang Feng believed that most chefs would be very happy, and Zhou Shi should be no exception.

Cold sea cucumber can reflect Zhou Shi's cooking skills, it is not complicated, and there are few chances of making mistakes. This is the most suitable dish that Jiang Feng can think of, and it is the most suitable dish for assessment and the most beneficial to Zhou Shi.

The excuse is that Sun Maocai wants to eat, and Zhou Shi will not be perfunctory and will definitely go all out.

That's all Jiang Feng could do to help him.

It just needs Sun Mao to agree to tell this lie with him.

Sun Maocai naturally agreed.

He heard from Jiang Feng that Peng Changping wanted to be a closed-door disciple during the closing week, and he also heard that this cold sea cucumber dish is very special. He really wanted to try what kind of special method it was, and also wanted to see if Peng Changping would like it. What is the level of cooking skills of the people.

"Of course no problem. Do I need to make any other preparations? For example, design a line, or how to say it after meeting him." Sun Maocai not only agreed but was even a little excited, "Do you want to rehearse first? I also The ones who have been invited by friends to go to the movies and have some extras, and the ones who have lines.”

Jiang Feng:?

"No need, just play normally, you don't have to speak, just nod your head in agreement or simply stand by." Jiang Feng didn't quite understand why these famous chefs like acting.

"Oh." Sun Maocai looked a little disappointed.

It's like I thought I had accepted a leading role, but after getting the script, I found out that I was a supporting role, not only a supporting role, but also a supporting role without lines.

disappointment.