After wearing a book, I became the mother of a paranoid villain

Chapter 433

The next day, Shen Luo and Wen Qing went to Qingluo Tower to discuss the layout in person.

Shen Luo said that she needs to be down-to-earth, not so elegant and noble, and her main purpose is to make delicious food that everyone can afford.

"Ah Qing, I have another proposal. Big pot dishes."

Wen Qing was stunned, "But wouldn't the big pot dish damage our reputation? And the taste is generally not good."

"I mean, I want ordinary people to be able to eat the food of our Qingluolou. The big pot dishes are cheap and fast. Those porters and those who are in a hurry can eat conveniently. And the taste doesn't have to be bad. .”

"I know you are kind. The big pot is a special window? It should be separated from the back kitchen?" Wen Qing had a smile on his face, "A Luo, I really read you right, you open The restaurant is not just about profit.”

Shen Luo: In fact, most of them are for profit.

After all, isn't silver fragrant?Isn't the life of the rich woman happy?She was very happy to count the money until her hands cramp.

Finally after layers of preparation.

The restaurant finally opened.

Shen Luo also had a decent ribbon-cutting ceremony.

The golden scissors cut the red ribbon with a click.

She and Wen Qing also wore red clothes today, implying prosperity, because the leaflets had been distributed in advance, plus discounts, and an inscription written by Taifu Qi himself.

Attracted a lot of guests who came to try it out.

The flow of people was much more than Shen Luo imagined.

Fortunately, she has trained a few chefs in advance, and she doesn't rush around, the dishes are orderly, the dishes taste good, and the waiters have a good service attitude.

The diners are full of praise, the most important thing is that the price is fair, not because it is the most prosperous location, the dishes are overpriced.

Shen Luo also placed wooden engravings on each table, and one of the dishes could be waived if the time exceeded.

Each table is given a free popcorn.

"What is this? It tastes like corn?"

Wen Qing was in charge of explaining: "This is popped corn, called popcorn, with a layer of caramel juice poured on the outside."

Some families came to have a meal, and the children liked to eat popcorn, so the person asked the price of the popcorn, and bought a pack of popcorn to take home before leaving.

"A Luo, are you tired? I didn't expect the business to be so hot today!" Wen Qing got into the back kitchen and fanned it with her hands, sweat dripping from her forehead.

"But it's tiring, if we continue like this every day, we will soon be able to make back our money." Wen Qing couldn't wait to say.

Seeing her bright smile, Shen Luo was very contagious.

Can't help but sigh with emotion, look, the mother of the male protagonist in the original book, this beauty is really not for bragging.

Even though her hot cheeks were flushed at the moment, she was still radiant.

"Hurry up and teach them more, and you will be able to get away from squatting in the back kitchen in the future. The oily smoke is too heavy. Xie Huaijin doesn't feel bad when she sees it."

As soon as Wen Qing's voice fell, Xie Huaijin appeared behind her in obscurity, and she saw Shen Luo's eyes widen suddenly, running towards her happily.

"No, hey, why are you suddenly so enthusiastic? Huh???"

Wen Qing thought to come and have a sister hug with Shen Luo.

Unexpectedly, Shen Luo passed her directly, threw herself into the arms of the person behind her, raised her head and said coquettishly, "Why are you here?"

Xie Huaijin wrapped her arms around Shen Luo's waist. She was wearing a homemade apron, and she still smelled like fireworks from the kitchen.

There is also a black mark on the cheek.

Like a dirty cat.

Shen Luo looked up at him, she hadn't seen Xie Huaijin wearing official robes seriously yet, tsk, what a majestic, handsome man.

"The restaurant is open, so I deliberately asked for leave in advance to take a look."

Xie Huaijin stroked the broken hair from her temples, and when she lowered her eyes to look at Shen Luo, the tails of her eyes were slightly raised, with a touch of tenderness.

Wen Qing immediately looked away, don't ask, it would be sour.

(End of this chapter)