Tian's little cook

Chapter 349 There is a problem with the ingredients

Now Jukefang’s income has exceeded 100 taels in the past few days. Although it earns a lot, it also costs a lot.

What's more, there is still a tax that must be paid, so Lin Jiao and Lin Zhimo discussed it, and it will take at least half a month of operation to determine the future direction.

After everyone left, Lin Zhimo continued to practice calligraphy in the study.

Practicing calligraphy requires meditation, but Lin Zhimo has something on his mind today, so he can't concentrate when writing.

Lin Jiao noticed her strangeness, stopped writing and asked, "Zhimo, do you have something on your mind?"

"Yeah." Lin Zhimo nodded, and put down his brush, "Our business is going well during this time, but I think it's a bit too smooth."

Lin Jiao didn't speak, just looked at her, motioning for her to continue talking.

Lin Zhimo expressed his concerns, "From our opening to now, the business has been getting better and better, but this can easily arouse the jealousy of colleagues."

It wasn't that she was worrying unfoundedly. On the contrary, when she was a chef in modern times, she saw many such things.

So she naturally has this concern, "If the restaurant business is to continue, in addition to good cooking skills to attract customers, it also needs to have an identity or background that others dare not offend."

Lin Jiao understood what she was worried about: "You mean we haven't gained a firm foothold yet."

"Yes, although Jukefang is an old shop, but after all, the shopkeeper has changed, and Mr. Zhang seldom comes to manage it, leaving only a group of young people in the eyes of outsiders."

Lin Zhimo said with a smile: "Maybe people think we are just a bunch of yellow-haired girls and boys."

As soon as she mentioned it, Lin Jiao also felt a sense of crisis, and at the same time secretly admired it.

Lin Zhimo is bold and careful, and takes precautions in doing things, which he can't compare to.

"But now we can't do much, we can only increase our vigilance."

"Yeah, I can only be blocked by soldiers, but covered by water and soil." Lin Zhimo picked up the pen and dipped in ink again: "I hope I think too much."

But unfortunately, she really guessed it.

The next morning, after the agreed delivery time, Feng Xuan arrived late.

Chen Zhu had been waiting impatiently for a long time: "It's half an hour late today, and I'm going to look for your house."

Fengxuan apologized again and again: "I'm really sorry, today the boss arranged for me to deliver the food first, so I'm late."

"Why did you send it to other families first?" Lin Zhimo asked him.

"There were three of us delivering, and one of them got sick, so the boss asked me to take his place."

"That can't waste our time." Chen Zhu unloaded the goods from the cart.

Now half an hour late, they will be in a hurry later.

"Move in first." Lin Zhimo knew that this matter had nothing to do with Feng Xuan, and he was just following the boss's orders.

After the ingredients entered the kitchen, Lin Zhimo began to order.Now that there are too many people, when she orders, other people help to check the quality of the dishes.

Yuan Xiangyu inspected it very meticulously, opened a bag of carrots and looked at it for a while, then said, "Zhimo, come and see."

Lin Zhimo checked the ingredients in his hand before passing, "What's wrong?"

"The carrots this time are too bad." Yuan Xiangyu grabbed two carrots and handed them to her: "Look, they are all gone, and some are rotten."

Sure enough, as he said, the quality of this bag of carrots is very poor.

Now that Feng Xuan is still drinking water and resting in the yard, Lin Zhimo has a bad premonition in his heart, and lowers his voice: "Everyone, look at all the ingredients, especially those piled inside."

Everyone checked one after another, and Lin Zhimo stopped ordering, and directly opened a bag of onions beside him for inspection.

(End of this chapter)