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Chapter 183 Reopening

In the evening, Shibuyu returned to calm after a brief internal opening.

After everyone left, only Su Lianzheng and Chen Chuyi were left watching Su Zifang move tables and chairs and clean up.

"Son! Why are you hanging so many umbrellas up there? Are they leaking?"

"There is such a big piece of glass, and it doesn't even have tiles. Was it broken before and there was no time to replace it? Leave it with me, and I will find someone to clean it up for you tomorrow. There will be no leaks!"

Su Lian was looking at the skylight and calculating how much money it would cost to repair it.

"Come on, that's the decoration style. Do you think your son has no aesthetic taste like you?" Chen Chuyi couldn't stand it and drove Su Lianzheng to move the table together.

"Son, don't listen to your dad's nonsense. These days when you are away, he has been planning to help you take care of the shop. He said that he first digs a fish pond in the backyard and then grows a garden of vegetables. The vegetables used in the shop do not need to be removed.

Bought from outside."

"Are you still thinking about opening a pig pen and a chicken coop in the future, and recycling the leftovers from the store?" Su Zifang interjected.

"That's right, my son still understands me!" Su Lianzheng, who had just moved two stools, raised his head and said proudly, feeling the urge to talk about indoor animal husbandry again.

"Don't worry, son. I'll bring your dad here and let him be responsible for purchasing goods and decorating the store. It's up to you to decide how to run the business in this store. Don't pay attention to him. He'll be crazy all day long!"

"It's my son's shop. Isn't it okay for me to talk about it?!" Su Lianzheng argued in a low voice.

"Shut up! Work!" Chen Chuyi rolled his eyes and looked at Su Zifang again.

"Your father and I asked you to open a restaurant before. On the one hand, we wanted to fulfill your grandfather's last wish, and on the other hand, we also wanted to train your abilities. Now I find that you are fully qualified for this career, and you can also find your own meaning.

Your dad and I are very happy.”

"I have already talked with Yang Qiong. They are about to start their internship. They don't have to go to class anyway. They come directly to the store to help. They don't need to calculate the salary as a part-time job, but directly calculate the formal salary, which is 5,000 a month. Xiaoman is the daughter of your uncle.

, you decide how to set your salary yourself. Mu Fei does the same."

"By the way, that new chef girl, can you do it?"

Chen Chuyi looked at Su Zifang, with a bit of worry on his face: "Aren't you already with An Yan? I tell you, you are not allowed to do anything wrong!"

"Mom, what are you thinking about?"

Chen Chuyi's warning made Su Zifang dumbfounded.

Only then did I remember that I had not told Su Lianzheng and Chen Chuyi about Zhang Zidan’s performance in Guanglin.

A hasty explanation made Chen Chuyi exclaim: "I didn't realize that this little girl is so good, so the salary is okay."

"Okay, there's nothing to do. Go to sleep. We'll be open tomorrow."

After Chen Chuyi asked what he wanted to know, he waved his hand and let Su Zi back to his room without even saying good night.

Really motherly behavior!

Probably because Su Lianzheng's words while eating were too magical, Su Zifang had a dream all night that he would become the top of the eight cuisines.

Fortunately, after he sobered up, he realized that it was too shameful to do this with his own strength. After washing, he quietly went to the kitchen and started preparing food.

I haven’t cooked the restaurant’s signature dish for a few days, so I still need to warm it up.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the kitchen, he saw Zhang Zidan already busy in the preparation area. The ingredients cut beside him looked like they had come a few minutes earlier.

Thinking that Zhang Zidan seemed to be home for a while yesterday, I couldn't help scratching my head: "Why are you here so early?"

"I can't sleep, and I'm too embarrassed to disturb Boss Lu, so I came over to see what I can do."

"I originally wanted to clean up first, but it turned out to be quite clean. I'll prepare the ingredients according to the menu. Do you think that's okay, Boss Su?"

"Yeah, okay."

Su Zifang looked at the dishes on the menu.

Xue Yi hasn't come back yet, so all the temporary menus have to be taken away. All the snacks, except the spicy toothpick meat, have to be taken down.

Now that I have won the Huaiyang Cuisine Exchange Competition, Zhang Zidan, Zhao Xiaoman and Mu Fei are also strong contestants. It is unreasonable to serve dishes below B level, and I have to change a few dishes.

One pass operation.

There are more than a dozen A-level dishes on the menu, including Wensi Tofu, Tofu Dumplings, and Drunken Shrimp. The price of Longjing Shrimp, which is displayed in the most conspicuous position, is 30% higher than before!

Zhang Zidan watched Su Zifang change the price from 128 yuan to 168 yuan with his own eyes, showing an expression that said it was okay.

It was past eight o'clock after all this work, and Su Lianzheng and Mu Fei finally came down to help.

When I opened the door, I saw Wang Fugui standing at the door like a telephone pole.

"Nongjie opens at one o'clock. Do you want to do business?"

"Uncle Fugui, come in, what do you want to eat? I'll cook it for you!" Su Zifang didn't care about Wang Fugui's aggressive tactics after dealing with him a lot, and asked enthusiastically as he walked in.

Wang Fugui raised his eyes and looked at it, and said dissatisfiedly: "No crab roe soup dumplings? Master is not here?"

"Master is still in Guanglin and has not come back. How about I make one for you?"

"Non?" Wang Fugui frowned, then reluctantly relaxed it after a few seconds: "Forget it, let's try some Wensi Tofu. I'd like to see how a small shop makes Wensi Tofu."

A few minutes later, Su Zifang stood next to Wang Fugui with a proud look on his face: "Uncle Fugui, how are you doing?"

"Okay... not bad!"

Seeing that he was about to praise him, Wang Fugui suddenly stopped his voice and changed his words: "Master Binon is even worse."

Su Zifang didn't say anything and greeted the other guests with a smile. Anyway, Wang Fugui's stubborn temper won't change for a while, just get used to it.

"Boss Su has hired a new chef. There are a lot more dishes here. You have to try them."

"I kind of want to eat that shrimp cake, Boss Su, can I still order the old one?"



In the midst of the noise, a sentence was suddenly inserted: "Boss Su, other dishes are fine, but why has the price of Longjing Shrimp increased?"

These words caused the diners who had just asked the question to speak in unison.

"That's right, Boss Su, what's the point?"

"The increase is 30 yuan for a week off. Isn't it appropriate?"

There was a commotion, and Su Zifang explained again. From the cooking techniques to the increased difficulty of making, the shrimps have a richer texture. Just when he was about to mention that this dish was the highest-scoring dish in the Huaiyang Cuisine Competition, he heard a familiar voice.

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"It's now open, little brother, hurry up and bring me two cages of crab roe soup dumplings to satisfy my craving!"

"Hey, there are also new dishes, such as Yangchun noodles, tofu dumplings, and Wensi tofu. You are not open these days, but you are making me hungry."

Su Zifang looked back and knew who the person was—Xue Yi had just opened a temporary menu at that time, and ordered a table of temporary dishes forcibly and ate it for three days.

Facing such a financial sponsor, Su Zi was just happy, and immediately stepped forward with a smile on his face: "I'm sorry, this really doesn't exist!"

"What's real and fake? I'm not short of money! Don't act like I'm filming a sketch." The rich man Jin Dao sat down and inadvertently revealed the Rolex on his wrist.

"It's not about money, it's because my master is not in Jingling and can't make crab roe soup dumplings."

"You really can't do it?" The wealthy man still didn't give up.

"I really can't do it!" Su Zifang said honestly.

"Then wait until your master comes back." The rich man glanced at the menu with disappointment and said, "Let's make a living today, and just have two portions of everything else!"

Su Zifang:......
Chapter completed!
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