Xianyu's leisurely life through books

Chapter 87
Shopkeeper Jiang smiled: "Yes."

As he spoke, he beckoned outward.

A waiter with a long face came in and said, "It's the shopkeeper."

"Using our plates to re-arrange the plate, five rolls in one plate, it is said to give back to old customers."

Xiao Er retreated in response.

in the lounge.

Pei Xiaoxiao was very sincere, and shopkeeper Jiang was very satisfied.

He made tea for the couple himself.

Here the tea is fragrant, and the couple are biting their ears over there.

"Xiaoxiao, you seem very nervous."

"A little bit, I don't know if the guests will like it."

"Your way of revenge is circuitous and troublesome. How about I beat him up to vent your anger?"

Thinking of how Pei Xiaoxiao was tricked and humiliated yesterday, Song Yu was very upset.

Pei Xiaoxiao disagreed: "No, I just said something harsh yesterday, and he was beaten up. What if he comes to the house?"

"Then beat me up again."

"Are you a wolfhound? So fierce?"

Song Yu touched his nose and laughed dryly.

Pei Xiaoxiao explained: "Think about it, if I really make Jiujiang Tower stand up, not only can shopkeeper Zhu be pissed off, but also cooperate with Jiujiang Tower to make money... kill two birds with one stone, okay?"

Song Yu laughed: "You have a lot of ideas."

Pei Xiaoxiao said: "I have another idea. If we can really supply the goods to Jiujiang Tower, sister-in-law and the others may not be able to do it. Why don't you make meatballs together and stop going up the mountain?"

She looked up at him, as if joking, but there was a hint of seriousness in her brown eyes.

Song Yu smiled, touched her head lightly, and said softly, "Thank you lady for your understanding...but no, I don't like such trivial things as making meatballs."

Pei Xiaoxiao didn't insist anymore, but just smiled at him.

The peach blossom eyes are sparkling, dazzlingly beautiful.

Song Yu's heart was soft.

She cares about him.

He smiled and said, "Thank you, lady."

Pei Xiaoxiao's face became a little hot from his lingering eyes, she lowered her head, and slowly sipped her tea, not daring to look at him again.

Shopkeeper Jiang rolled his eyes.

Can you take care of him as an old man?
"The shopkeeper, the shopkeeper, it's not good..." The long-faced Xiaoer rushed into the room in a panic.

Shopkeeper Jiang looked displeased: "What's the matter, I'm frizzy."

"My boss is here!"

"what?
Shopkeeper Jiang stood up abruptly, "It's noon, why is he here? Hurry up and bring back those meat rolls!"

Pei Xiaoxiao's complexion changed slightly, and she asked loudly, "Why?~!"

Xiaoer explained: "Because our host never lets foreign food be put on the guests' table!"

Pei Xiaoxiao: "???"

What the hell?

A quarter of an hour ago.

The owner of Jiujiang Tower is named Su.

He is a weirdo in the food industry of Liuyun County.

Not only because he is a culinary idiot, but also because of his character, clothing, and behavior.

He came in a carriage.

His carriage was dark gray, his horses were black, and he himself was dressed in black.

The whole person is dull, serious, and old-fashioned, just like his appearance, square and square, with a rigid look.

Even his walking steps, every step seems to be carefully measured.

One step, two steps and three steps, accurately avoiding crowded pedestrians, and walking towards Jiujiang Tower at a steady pace.

When passing by the guest like a cloud, he did not squint.

He knew that the rival's business was very good, and the attendance rate was bursting.

But in his eyes, these diners are obtained by using strange skills, not by dishes with soul.

Heresy!

Shopkeeper Zhu personally sent the customers out of the gate, and was very surprised to see Boss Su who was not calm in front of him.

There was an inexplicable smile on the corner of his lips: "Hey, isn't this Boss Su? It's so early today?"

The rhythm of Boss Su's footsteps did not change, he glanced lightly at Shopkeeper Zhu from the corner of his eyes, and walked straight past.

shame!

Shopkeeper Zhu snorted inaudibly, and said: "It's a pity that it's useless to come early. The business should be bad or bad... Boss Su, since you can't handle the spoon anymore, you should spend more time with your family. There is no need to go here I'm coming."

Boss Su's hands were broken due to an accident more than a year ago, and he has been unable to cook since then.

The speed of developing new dishes dropped at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The business of Jiujiang Tower also began to decline at that time.

Unable to see the future, Ke Ruyun came to offer high prices again, and many chefs from the former Jiujiang Building quit their jobs one after another.

The cooks that Boss Su spent so much effort to train, huffed and left, leaving behind some rookies, who were not picked up, and the business was even worse.

Business is poor, there is no prospect, high wages cannot be paid, and the cooks are even more unable to stay, a vicious circle.

to date.

Boss Su lifted Fangzheng's chin slightly, with a trace of disdain in his eyes: "People like you who can only play tricks, only pursue customer flow, and don't focus on dishes, will not last long after all!"

Shopkeeper Zhu hypocritically said: "Oh, yes, people like Boss Su who cook with their lives and souls are very rare. I admire, admire."

His words were yin and yang, but Boss Su looked proud.

"It's a pity, no matter how hard you work, it's hard to avoid the closure of the restaurant." Shopkeeper Zhu laughed, twisting his beard around his lips, turned around and entered the restaurant with his hands behind his back.

Boss Su finally stopped.

Is really a little angry.

He stared at Shopkeeper Zhu's fat back silently for a long time, and finally showed contempt.

Dishes have souls. Dishes like this one, which are made step-by-step like making clothes, have no soul, and customers will eventually abandon them.

Thinking about it, Boss Su flicked his sleeves, and continued to walk into Jiujiang Tower at a pace that seemed carefully measured.

Entering the lobby, seeing many empty tables at a glance, Boss Su frowned slightly.

He glanced at the guests who were only looking to fill their stomachs with casual expressions, and then shook his head slightly.

Only dishes with soul can make customers smile knowingly.

It's a pity that his hands...

Hey.

A trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, Boss Su continued to walk towards the backyard.

When he was just admitted to the hospital, he almost bumped into Xiaoer Duanpan who was walking in a hurry.

Xiaoer's face turned pale with fright: "Boss!"

"Go slow."

Xiao Er has a baby face, and his appearance is submissive: "Yes."

Boss Su nodded slightly, started to walk away, then paused, his eyes fixed on the tray: "When did we develop such a dish in our building?"

Baby-faced Xiaoer's face changed slightly.

He hesitated.

Boss Su Fangzheng's face became even more serious: "What are you dawdling in, tell me quickly!"

The baby-faced Xiaoer was frightened and clever, and gave a rough overview of the cooperation between the shopkeeper and Pei Xiaoxiao: "I don't know the details, I just follow orders."

He didn't dare to look at Boss Su, and his voice was full of tears.

Boss Su was furious.

What exactly is Lao Jiang doing?
Actually let these unknown things be served on the table of our guests!
Too irresponsible!

With her baby face facing the eyes of the owner who was almost freezing to death, she was about to cry.

He's just an errand runner, so why would a fight between gods bring him down?
"What kind of braised meat roll is this, don't give it away again!" Boss Su ordered in a deep voice.

First of all, it is irresponsible to the guests to serve this kind of dishes that have not been prepared with care.

Second... who knows if these things are not clean?

What if the guest eats something wrong?
Ke Ruyunlai is best at heretics, who knows what kind of flower rolls are these, are they made by someone they sent?

"Yes!" Babyface responded with a sullen expression.

(End of this chapter)