The Northern Stories of Chef Lao Tan

Chapter 235 The Young Flower
The open kitchen of Sai Wai Restaurant was very successful and attracted many customers as soon as it opened.

It is the last word that the guests say good things are good.

From the effect point of view, this mode increases the dining experience of the guests.Customers directly feel that it is more hygienic, more transparent, more at ease, genuine, clear at a glance, and there is no sense of deception.

In particular, the chef's wife in the private room has the feeling of eating at home, which is happy, joyful and warm.

When ordering, the guests are more accepting of the dishes introduced by the chefs, and feel that they are not fooling people.In this regard, Lao Tan added a sentence during the training, asking the masters to say after introducing their dishes: "This dish is not delicious, I will pay for it!"

Not for anything else, just to reassure the guests and give the chefs confidence at the same time, otherwise how can we achieve "make the dishes speak".

Whenever a customer heard "This dish is not delicious, I will pay for it!", they all opened their eyes curiously, and then ordered without hesitation.This is a psychological effect. I am amazed at the confidence of the master and satisfied with my own curiosity. Even if I try it, I have to try it.

When setting up the stalls, the chefs were still worried about what to do if the dishes on display could not be sold. The raw materials would not be fresh after one meal, and it would be far-fetched to continue to serve the next meal.If the next meal is all new, it is impossible for the guests to steal the beam and change the post after ordering. The kitchen is open, and the guests are staring at it, and they can't change it if they want to.

This creates waste.

Lao Tan doesn't worry about these things. He firmly believes that as long as the dishes are well prepared and introduced properly, the effect will be achieved, and the dishes on display can be sold, and there are not enough to sell.

The reason is not the gear, but how to do it, whether it is done well.

The result was as he expected, all the dishes that were put out were sold out.

This restaurant is sold out, and the dishes on the next one are all fresh. Who doesn't like to order fresh ones?Let’s not talk about whether it’s delicious or not. It looks like it’s all fresh ingredients, and it’s made on-site. Can you worry about it?
Customers also like this point, not to mention that it doesn't taste good and you don't have to pay for it.

The format is novel, the dishes are served with a gong, and you can teach on-site if you don’t know how to cook your favorite dishes. These highlights are undoubtedly eye-catching, and the business is inevitable.

At the dumpling stall, Lao Tan has set up an experience processing room, where guests can make their own dumplings and make them feel participatory.Many female guests do their own work to get enough food and clothing, so that the dumplings are not too slow to be served, even if the skin is broken, they don't say anything, just for the joy of being happy.

The free millet porridge was also served, and many guests came here for the millet porridge.

Yanhua came here a few days before the opening, and she admired and affirmed the format, so she and Lao Tan decided to do the same for the TCM hospital in the provincial capital.

From the preparation of the Saiwai restaurant, to the inspection trip to Yiyang, and then to the Dumpling Festival in the provincial capital, and then busy with training and opening, Lao Tan has been busy all the time, often falling asleep in the middle of the night.

People, when they are busy, they don't feel tired, and they don't pay attention to their bodies. They always feel that there is nothing to do. In fact, it is the spiritual pillar that supports them, thus ignoring other things.

He is so desperate, in addition to his love and dedication to catering, he also has a responsibility-nearly 500 people in the whole group are pointing at him to eat.

Most of the employees come from the countryside, and they come out to find a job to earn some money and support their families because of difficulties at home.He just came out of the countryside, experienced it, and understood it.

It's because of understanding that I worked so hard, and I couldn't mess up the restaurant——I can't see the hopeless eyes in those expectations.

He is not great, he is just a cook, and his thinking has not risen to the height of an entrepreneur who already has a sense of social responsibility. Full of hope, instead of worrying about being laid off all the time like I did back then, without even a place to eat and sleep.

He is tired, but he is willing to immerse himself in being busy and feel happy—the happiness of a catering person.

The effect of the new model is obvious, and Wang Shulan decided to change her two stores as well.

This woman is courageous, and at the same time put up the signs of "Closing business for rectification, store upgrade" for the two stores. While renovating the kitchen, she sent the masters to the Saiwai Restaurant to learn, and reopened before New Year's Day.

The upgraded store immediately became the benchmark restaurant in the two cities, leading the trend.

In this way, by the end of [-], Aqiao has completely opened up the situation in Inner Mongolia and become a leader in the catering industry.

On New Year's Day, the school held a parent-teacher meeting before the holiday.

In the past two days, Cao Jiadong and another co-worker contracted an indoor heating renovation job. The owner was so pressed that he couldn't find time to hold a parent-teacher meeting for the child, so Xiaojun had to call Zhou Xiaomei.

On Thursday, the last day of the end of the year, Zhou Xiaomei gave Xiaojun a parent-teacher meeting, and drove Xiaojun to the kindergarten to pick up Xiaoying. Seeing that it was still early, she took the two children to Wanda.

It was the first time for the two children to come to such a big shopping mall, and Xiaoying jumped up excitedly, seeing everything new, and didn't know where to look with her eyes.

Zhou Xiaomei led the siblings to play in the Children's Paradise for more than an hour, and then bought down jackets for the two children, Xiaojun black and Xiaoying pink.

Xiaojun stopped him when he was about to buy shoes.

"Auntie Xiaomei, I won't buy shoes anymore. Xiaoying and I's shoes are pretty good and we can wear them," Xiaojun said.

Xiaoying also said: "Aunt Xiaomei, I'm not buying shoes anymore, I'm very happy."

Zhou Xiaomei looked at the shoes on the child's feet.Although they are all cotton shoes, they are very cheap ones. Boy Amoy, Xiaojun's pair has already bloomed in front.Xiaoying's is better, it hasn't bloomed or broken, it just looks shabby.

"It's okay, I've put on the new down jackets, let's change the shoes too," Zhou Xiaomei said.

"I don't need Auntie, I've already spent a lot of money—" Xiaojun said in a muffled voice.

"Not much money." Zhou Xiaomei said.

"I won't buy it, auntie, I really won't buy it—" Xiaojun said and started to walk out.

Xiaoying took Zhou Xiaomei's hand and pulled it out hard.

Seeing the two children like this, Zhou Xiaomei didn't insist anymore, thinking that she would buy them for them when she had time.

Coming out of the mall, led the children to eat KFC, and then drove home.

At the door of the house, Xiaojun took out the key to open the courtyard door, then opened the door, and led Zhou Xiaomei into the house.

The room is very cold. Although there is a local heating system, there is no one in the daytime. There is no coal in the stove, and it has long since gone out.

Xiaojun put down his schoolbag, skilfully dug out ashes from the stove, then filled in the firewood, put coals on it, and lit the fire.The stove was turned on, and there was a trace of heat in the room.

The older brother lit the stove, and the sensible Xiaoying washed the apples for Zhou Xiaomei, then filled the kettle with water and sat on the stove, apologetically saying, "Aunt Xiaomei, the water will boil in a while—" That didn't mean dear Aunt Xiaomei was embarrassed to drink hot water as soon as she entered the house.

Zhou Xiaomei smiled and said, "It's okay, Auntie is not thirsty."

After lighting the stove, Xiaojun went out of the house and took back a large handful of coals and put them next to the stove. Then he turned on the electric rice cooker, took out the pots and pans inside, and began to wash the rice.

"Dad came back to eat, my brother cooked it in advance, and now my brother's stewed rice is very good, not at all raw." Xiaoying said.

Xiaojun chuckled, poured the washed rice into the pot, then added water, and tried it with his fingers after adding the water.Feeling just right, I took a rag to dry the outside of the pot, put it into the rice cooker, plugged it in, and pressed the button.

Seeing Xiaojun's skillful operation, Zhou Xiaomei's eyes were a little moist.

The days are short in winter, and it is completely dark outside at this time.

"Are you two scared at home?" Zhou Xiaomei asked.

"I'm not afraid to have an older brother." Xiaoying said.

Zhou Xiaomei looked at Xiaojun.

"Don't be afraid. It's dark and no one will come. I do my homework and Xiaoying watches cartoons. Dad will come back after eight o'clock." Xiaojun said.

"Sometimes I fell asleep when my father came back, and I didn't see my father until I woke up the next day. My brother and I got up, washed our face and brushed our teeth. After eating, my brother sent me to the kindergarten, and then he went to school." Xiaoying said.

Although Zhou Xiaomei already knew the daily life process of the two brothers and sisters, it was still heartbreaking to hear a four-year-old child say it like nothing happened.

Her son is also four years old. Although he is sensible, he goes to kindergarten every day under the escort of his grandparents.

But the two children in front of them are taking care of themselves, as sensible as adults.

She is distressed.

"Auntie, thank you." Xiaojun said, he was thanking his dear Aunt Xiaomei for holding a parent-teacher meeting for him. His immature face showed the innocence of a child, and his clear eyes showed gratitude from the heart.

"No thanks, am I not your aunt?" Zhou Xiaomei caressed the child's head lovingly.

"Aunt Xiaomei is the best." Xiaoying said, her little face raised like a tender flower.

(End of this chapter)