Chapter 395 The legendary small group 8500 characters(2/3)
If the other party often becomes an old customer, Chen Nian can learn about the other party's preference for the dishes through these observations.
When he comes back, if he orders this dish to age, he can make the taste that the other party prefers. Of course, each dish has its own flavor.
What you need to do in the aging is just a slight adjustment on the salty and spicy heat.
But after a while, Chen Nian suddenly saw a strange and familiar face outside the store. It was because Chen Nian was sure that the other party had definitely come to Honghong Restaurant for dinner before.
But it is strange because Chen Nian hasn't seen the other person for a long time, and the other person has come here very few times.
Therefore, I can't remember the other person's name or what the other person does for a while.
I saw that the other party was a little reluctant to recognize it after entering the store, and the store actually became what it looks like now.
At this time, Feng Honghong and Wen Hongxia had something to do, so Qiao Zhaomei took on the responsibility of ordering dishes: "Beautiful boy, what do you want to eat?"
"Haitty?"
"Are you from Guangdong?"
"Type, I'm from Guangdong, but now I work in this store."
"I didn't expect that this restaurant is so big now, and the people have become more vegetables than before, and there are many more." The man couldn't help but sigh.
When Qiao Zhaomei heard this, she realized that the other party had probably come to this store before, and she came not long ago when the store was opened.
Otherwise, I wouldn't have said that this store has become more crowded, larger, and more food than before.
At this moment, Qiao Zhaomei saw that Feng Honghong was empty, so she called Feng Honghong over: "Auntie, this guest has been here before, but I don't know him, why don't you order food for this guest,
I'll go over there with a table?"
"Okay." Feng Honghong nodded, then took out the notebook and pen from her pocket. She was about to ask the other party what they wanted to eat, but when she looked up, she saw the other party's face.
"Is it you?" Feng Honghong recognized the other person at a glance, "I remember you, what is your name... It's that... It's... It's... Yes, I remember it! Public account! You are the public
Number!"
"No, it's not a public account. Your name is... Jiangxia! Right? You should be called Jiangxia. After dinner in the store, I interviewed us here. Later, I promoted us in your own public account.
,I remember that article was written very well at that time, and there were many people reading it." Feng Honghong finally remembered who the other party was.
"I'm here to travel to Chengdu again?" Feng Honghong greeted the other party again.
"Yes, the backend of the official account I posted last time was particularly strong, but I didn't have time to come at that time, but during this period I saw videos related to Honghong Hotel online and found that the boss has now
He is particularly famous, and he happens to come and take a look when he has time recently." Jiang Xia said with a smile.
"Welcome, welcome to our store again. We have a lot of new dishes here. If you have any food you want to eat, the aunt will treat you. If you want to order whatever you want, you can pack it and take it away if you can't eat!"
Feng Honghong said generously because the public account that Jiang Xia wrote for them last time was of great value.
Not to mention treating the other party to a meal or two, even if you give the other party the highest-standard banquet in Honghong Hotel, it is not as valuable as that article.
Because Chen Nian later analyzed that an account of this level would cost at least tens of thousands of yuan to post a food promotional article written by the other party on the headlines.
Because not all public accounts can achieve 100,000+ in every article in the public account field.
Although short videos are emerging now, such old-fashioned text self-media still has a certain appeal.
From a certain perspective, Jiang Xia's influence is probably slightly worse than Miaomiaowu.
However, Miaomiao Wu is more of her image. As her IP, Jiang Xia has completely relied on his own writing skills to build his pseudonym into a traffic IP.
It is much more difficult to attract people by relying on text than videos.
So Feng Honghong felt that it was nothing to invite someone to have a meal.
"No, no, I am a guest, how can I eat and drink for free?" Jiang Xia said politely. He didn't think that he had to write an article for others and had to be exempted from the order. Even if last time, it was just a joke.
Because most of the articles he writes are like, and he just writes them like this if he wants to.
And he doesn't need the meal money either.
There are many advertisements that I usually ask him for business cooperation, but most of them are rejected by Jiang Xia.
Because he doesn't like those products, only a few of them can like them more, and he thinks they are easy to use and big-name platforms that are very expensive to pay.
That is, financial freedom has been achieved.
Financial freedom is not about doing whatever you want, but about not doing anything you don’t want to do.
"That won't work. You are a friend in our store. What's wrong with treating you to a meal?" Feng Honghongyang said angrily.
When Jiang Xia saw Feng Honghongban's face, she immediately admitted her mistake: "It's okay! No problem! I'm here to eat and drink for free for this meal today."
When Feng Honghong heard the other party's words, she smiled again: "Okay, just look at what you want to eat on the wall, don't ask the aunt which dish is a special dish. Just write it on the wall here.
All are special dishes!”
Jiang Xia has already known the style of Honghong Hotel. The last time he came, he ate Mapo tofu, potato braised pork and white rice.”
At that time, there were already several cuisines in the store, but this time I came here to take a look!
Good guy, there are more dishes on the wall!
"Then let's have another portion of Mapo tofu, a portion of plum vegetable and a portion of custard chicken." Jiang Xia said, "I have a friend here later. The three dishes should be almost the same. I'll have two more dishes.
A bowl of white rice.”
After saying that, he suddenly saw the drinks again: "Auntie, your store starts selling sour plum soup?"
"Yes, my son cooked the sour plum soup by himself. All the Chinese medicinal materials are used. It's very troublesome to boil it. I can't recognize the specific medicinal materials. Anyway, the taste is very good. Why don't you give me some? It's very cool, sweet and sour, and very good.
Drink, it's so good!"
"Okay, let's have another sour plum soup." Jiang Xia nodded.
He himself didn't expect that the boss's wife would still remember him after so long.
And I not only remember that he wrote an article for Honghong Hotel, but also his name.
Jiang Xia remembered that his name was just told Feng Honghong casually once, but the other party kept remembering it until now.
"This feeling is really good..."
As a freelance worker, Jiang Xia is enough to have enough food and clothing for the rest of her life, so when she has nothing to do, she often runs around to play and eat local specialty food.
He has been to some places many times, but most of the time he goes there, he looks like a little transparent one.
The waiter in the store doesn't remember him coming or his name.
But after coming to Honghong Hotel, in addition to the Guangdong handsome guy who came later, Feng Honghong actually took a look and called out his name.
Soon the sour plum soup was brought up, and he poured himself a cup and tasted it briefly.
After taking a sip, the cool feeling penetrates the heart.
The physical and mental fatigue caused by the hot weather outside disappeared at this moment, and he seemed to have come from the African savanna to the Arctic Circle.
The coolness of that moment rushed straight into my forehead.
All 3.65 million pores in my body were opened in an instant, and I shouted "It's so good" at the same time!
The sweet and sour feeling came into his mouth with a hint of smoky smell, which was comparable to the authentic sour plum soup he had drunk when he was in the capital!
Unfortunately, the other party just rode a tricycle and sold wherever he went, and there was no fixed stall.
For this taste, he traveled all over Sijiucheng at that time and never took a second sip.
I didn’t expect to drink it again in such a small restaurant in Chengdu that he had visited once!
That unique and familiar taste is different from other sour plum soups!
Even some sour plum soups made into independently packaged beverages are carefully researched and carefully developed and formulated, but Jiang Xia knows that this old skill is different from now.
There is a "chievous" smell when you take a bite.
This Chen is not an old Chen, it is an old Chen.
And this age is not that age.
The first aged refers to time, while the second aged refers to people.
This mouthful of sour plum soup alone convinced him.
Now he suddenly had the urge to go back to the hotel and take out the computer to write a manuscript on the spot.
Moreover, this mouthful of sour plum soup alone is enough to allow him to write a complete manuscript.
Of course, if Chen Nian knew about this, he would definitely sigh again:
"This horrible writing worker."
In the past, the plot of eating dumplings could be written in 50 chapters and 100,000 words, and the chapters were all dry goods and were completely unswerving.
And Jiang Xia could only write an article after taking a sip of sour plum soup.
I really don't know what their brains think.
But they also want to know how old hands and brains grow?
How can you make these amazing dishes?
As we all know, it is easy to stir-fry a dish, but it is not easy to be authentic.
Not long after, the dishes were served.
The friend Jiang Xia offered to him also came, but the friend of Jiang Xia immediately laughed as soon as he stood at the door of Honghong Hotel because he often came here for dinner.
After coming in, I exchanged greetings with Jiang Xia and talked about this hotel.
The other party looked at the kitchen and then whispered: "I always feel that if I come to this restaurant more often, the boss can remember my taste. I personally like those with heavy and salty tastes. When I first came here,
I just thought the taste was pretty good, but it was a little light for me, but except for the first two or three times, I would just eat it later.”
"Really? So awesome, but this is my second time here, but the aunt recognized me and could still call my name, but the last time I came here was three or four months ago.
At that time, I mentioned my name casually once, but I didn’t expect it to be recorded until now. And she insisted on treating me to this meal today.”
To be continued...