Nongmen eldest sister: Farming and opening shops

Chapter 110 Fortune Building

After tasting the taste, the old man put down the bowl, took half a catty of vermicelli, and went to Fuyun Building.

Fuyunlou was originally the largest restaurant in the county, but since the old owner passed away last year and several of the restaurant's cooks were poached away, the business has gradually not improved as before. Recently, it seems to be in decline. .

The old man used to be the purchasing manager of the restaurant, but when he got older, he asked his son to take his place. He went home to retire, but he was only thinking about the relationship of the restaurant. It is inevitable that I will be unhappy.

"It's Manager Mo who is here!" The restaurant clerk greeted him quickly when he saw him.

"I'm no longer in charge, just call me old man Mo, by the way, is my boss here?"

"Here, I'm doing accounts upstairs. Business has been getting worse recently, so I must be worrying." The clerk said in a low voice, and couldn't help but sigh for a while. If the business is not good, their wages will also decrease.

Old man Mo nodded, and without talking to the waiter, he raised his feet and walked upstairs.

The young boss, Lu Yuze, was pulling out his abacus, frowning at the ledger.

"Master."

Lu Yuze raised his head, with a warm smile on his face: "Old Mo, you're here!"

"Come and see you, it's been fine recently."

"It's not good at all. Most of the cooks are gone, and it's rare to leave a few loyal ones, but the craftsmanship...Look at me, why tell you these things, let you take a break and worry about it." Lu Yuze sighed.

It's hard for him not to know about the business in the restaurant. He said that his son, the current purchasing manager, spends most of the day idle at home, and he can clearly know the business status of the restaurant without asking.

Besides, his son is not a man who can hide his words in his stomach, and he told him everything when he got home, but what can he do, the useless old man can only act in a hurry.

"By the way, I got a fresh meal, and I brought it here for you to have a look." Old man Mo handed over half a catty of vermicelli in his hand: "I have someone cook and eat it at home, and the taste is not bad. If it is cooked by the cook Cook it up, it should taste even better."

Lu Yuze stared at the vermicelli and said, "It looks similar to noodles, but the color is not as white as the noodles."

The color is a bit worse, and there will be no customers coming to the restaurant, just eat a bowl of this kind of food that is worse than noodles.

He sighed secretly, thinking that Mo was an old man who was still worried about the business of the restaurant, so he shouldn't ignore the things he brought, so he called a waiter over after thinking about it, and told them to cook in the kitchen try it.

"Business is not good, so the boss should think of a way." Old man Mo also sighed secretly. Once the old boss left, the young boss took over the business. After all, he was too young, and some of the cooks ran away.

He also hated those cooks for their lack of loyalty, but what could be done, they paid a high price to poach them, and the boss couldn't keep them even if they wanted to.

Hearing this, Lu Yuze couldn't help showing a wry smile: "I've also thought of a lot of ways, and even thought of going to Fucheng to invite a few cooks, but they don't want to come here to the county, thinking that our place is not grand enough."

And the local cooks in the county, who are a little bit famous, all have their own places, so why would they wait there for him to invite them!
Hearing this, Old Man Mo couldn't help but shook his head, and if he was asked to say, sometimes he could use some extraordinary means, but his boss was too decent a person after all, so he didn't bother to do so.

"In this way, we can only let our own chefs think about a few more new dishes, otherwise the business will continue like this, and the original regular customers will all run away." Old Man Mo sighed.

Lu Yuze's face became even more bitter when he heard the words: "To tell the truth, there are not many regular customers coming to the door now, and the guests are all running to Hongyunlou. The dishes they like are only available in Hongyunlou now."

Hearing this, old man Mo stopped talking completely, what else could he say, the cook was poached, the customers ran away, the business just plummeted.

The two sat facing each other and worried, Xiao Er brought two bowls of vermicelli just out of the pan, and put a bowl in front of each of them.

The chef's skills are good, and with a lot of condiments, the cooked vermicelli is more delicious than the ones he has eaten before. Old man Mo swallowed his saliva, picked up his chopsticks and started eating without saying a word.

He just ate it before going out, and now he ate it again, and he didn't feel tired at all. If he eats this kind of vermicelli a few more times, he probably won't get tired of it.

Suck, suck, taste delicious.

Speaking of which, when people get old, their appetite will inevitably become a little bit spoiled. Anything they eat is not as delicious as young people's. Old man Mo also felt this way before, but now he feels his appetite soars when he eats this slippery vermicelli, and he can eat it all at once Three big bowls.

Lu Yuze didn't pay much attention to it at first, and cooked the vermicelli on the spot in order to give Mo Lao face. After all, he is an old man who has worked with his father all his life, so he should be respected.

But seeing how delicious he was eating it now, he couldn't help it anymore, let's put aside other things for now, let him taste the vermicelli, besides, he smelled it and thought it was quite fragrant.

He picked up a few vermicelli with chopsticks, and then delivered them to his mouth. His food is not like Mo Lao's, which sucks and sucks, but the smooth and firm vermicelli really has a special flavor when eaten in his mouth. Compared with noodles It rots as soon as you chew it. This vermicelli has a bit more strength and tastes quite good.

After taking one bite, I couldn't help but take another bite, and then, without saying a word, I ate up the whole bowl of vermicelli one after another. When I raised my head again, my forehead was slightly sweaty, but I felt refreshed.

"Old Mo, this vermicelli..." Lu Yuze didn't know how to describe it more appropriately.

Old Man Mo smiled and said, "How is it, does it taste good?"

"It's really good. It's also the first time I've eaten these vermicelli. I don't know where Mo Lao got it?" He asked quickly.

To say that his family has opened a restaurant for decades and has eaten a lot of good things, but the vermicelli is really special to eat, but it can't be made into the restaurant's signature dish, at most it can be added as a snack .

"There is a new grocery store opened on Wutong Street. This vermicelli is bought there. It's not expensive at ten cents a catty."

Did this fresh thing actually come from a grocery store?
He was a little strange, but he didn't say much, he had already thought about it, this is indeed a novelty, making it a snack, it must be able to attract some popularity!

It's just a pity that it's not a hard dish, otherwise it would attract many regular customers back.

Shaking his head, he felt that he was thinking a little too much, and it would be pretty good to have something new and attract a few guests.

"I'll let someone go to the grocery store and buy more vermicelli."

(End of this chapter)