I opened a restaurant in ancient times

Chapter 76

At this time, Yishun's door was once again surrounded by guests.

It took him a long time to imitate the Mala Tang, but it only lasted for a few days?

His abacus was empty, and it was the time when his anger was in full swing, and even after returning to the Sande restaurant, he also vented his anger on the guys.

Several guys were scolded for no reason, and there was no mercy. Anyway, it was not the first day that the boss scolded people for no reason, and it was over.

When Wang Hongyou angrily entered the kitchen to find the cook, the cook was busy. The business has been a little better these days. Now is the busy time. He has been very busy these days.

At this time, when he saw Wang Hongyou walking in, he was still a little puzzled. He quickly wiped his hands and greeted him: "Boss Wang, why are you here?"

"Why, can't I come?" With a sneer, Wang Hongyou found a stool Sitting down, he said to the cook, "Is the business very busy these days?" The

cook answered honestly, "Yes, it's a recipe that is so busy that you don't even know how to order the ground, otherwise you wouldn't be able to have such a business.

" The words made Wang Hongyou feel relieved, he nodded, no longer bothered with the cook, and got up and went out by himself.

Looking at the strange behavior of his own boss, it would be abnormal if the cook didn't leave it alone, what did he think about all day long.

At this time, Wang Hongyou was flattered by the cook for a while, and he was in a good mood, but in a blink of an eye, he thought of the new method and new food that he could make too!

When he was young, he also learned some skills from the chef, but he hadn't done it for many years. If it wasn't for the lack of money in the store, he did.

Although it is imitation food, it is much cheaper than the one from You Yishun restaurant. As for the reason, of course, he instructed him to go on and explain that his subordinates should use cheaper ingredients, and then set the price a little lower than that of Yishun Malatang, so as to make the most profit.

Otherwise, the best ingredients are used, and the money will definitely be a lot. Then he is so smart, but Wang Hongyou doesn't know that his decision has made him regret for a long time.

Once again, each and every one of them returned to the previous grand occasion once again.

What was different from the previous one was that this time, the customers who ordered the skewers asked them incomprehensibly what the small pot on the table was for.

Now, they have understood the usefulness of this copper hot pot. Eat the skewers according to Zhao Heng's idea, and you can also use them to make hot pot later.

It just so happened that the weather has turned cooler, the autumn wind is blowing the leaves, the sky is cool and shady, and there will be some light rain from time to time. To catch up with this time, it is most suitable to eat a hot hot pot.

Whether it is hot pot or Chuanchuan, this copper hot pot can be used, so it is not in vain that Zhao Heng specially invites people to make these hot pots.

Although some tables in the store are now equipped with copper hot pots, there are still others that have not been installed with copper hot pots due to time constraints, and they are still the same ordinary tables as before.

Sitting dissatisfied, he complained to his companions: "It's all your fault for walking slowly, otherwise we'll be a little early, and we'll be able to eat skewers now."

"Hey? How can you blame me, it's not your own. Do you blame me!"

Seeing that the two of them walked over with discernment, don't worry about the two of them, Chuanchuan, who couldn't sit at the table and didn't like his taste, couldn't use this copper hot pot. "

"Really?" "

"Are you serious?" The two looked at Cheng Lang suspiciously. This kid is very familiar to them, and they often help in the store, but there are still some doubts in their hearts about what he said. Can you believe it?

Seeing that they didn't quite believe it, Cheng Lang patted his chest and said with a smile: "Of course it's true. The guests eat food, even if they say they are with me."

"Then, we're going to string together. After listening to what Cheng Lang

said, Cheng Lang nodded and ran to Jiang Yuan's side, saying to him: "Table number two wants a skewer, a casserole. "

"Good. Jiang Yuan nodded and agreed.

This casserole skewered incense was also made and sold by Zhao Heng. The type of skewer that requires copper hot pot is called Spicy Shabu Shabu, and of course, it can also be used in clear soup

. Chuanchuanxiang, which does not require

the use of copper hot pot, is made from a casserole. It is not as troublesome as copper hotpot, and has a different flavor. There are many spices, such as cloves, star anise, fennel, grass fruit, etc. These things are wrapped and boiled, and the fragrance will appear after a long time.

And they are rich in flavors, such as soy products, as well as various vegetables and a few thin slices. Thin meat.

It is affordable, the important thing is that the amount is large and the taste is good, so I will come here today.

Not only that, but also the rock sugar Sydney and sour plum soup, which are also very popular.

Not only It is only liked by men, even by girls and brothers, and some children. It can be said that it is a drink suitable for all people. Therefore, people who buy this drink other than Chuanchuan.

Because business has improved a lot, Zhao Heng also let go of his heart and stopped thinking about those messy things, but concentrated on preparing food after closing time.

It was getting dark, and Zhao Heng also felt that his shoulders were sore. He straightened up and hammered his shoulders, then walked out of the kitchen.

After dinner, several children entered the house.

This room is now in this room. He often stays with Ning Ge'er. Zhao Heng has long been curious about what they are doing, but he has never had a chance to ask.

At this time, looking at the neat and clean bedding and new clothes in front of him, Zhao Heng seemed to have a warm current in his chest. He had only mentioned something in the past, but he still kept it in his heart.

"Look, my mother said, you should be able to make such a stature, but if you can't, you can change it." Jiang Yuan studied with his mother for a long time, and this is still decent.

It's already autumn, and even winter is not far away, so he made it bigger so that he could wear some thick clothes inside, so he should be able to wear such a coat.

Listening to what he kept saying, he couldn't hear him anymore, he stepped forward and hugged Jiang Yuan, and placed his head lightly on his shoulder. With this posture, Zhao Heng said softly, "Thank you, Brother Yuan. Son."