Shen Anyan thought that Su Zifang would be more restrained, but she didn't expect that Su Zifang would be so brainless again!

I turned my head and didn't want to say anything more.

Unexpectedly, this time Ma Chengan did not leave. Instead, he sat down and said seriously: "Why?"

Su Zifang answered equally seriously.

"Pity."

Ma Chengan didn't understand what Su Zifang meant, and looked at him in confusion with his brows furrowed into a "Sichuan" shape.

"Majia Cuisine should be a very good brand of Northwest cuisine. It's just a pity that it stays here, in Anchang County, and hasn't become famous outside."

After Su Zifang finished explaining, Ma Chengan laughed: "So that's what you meant."

"Why does Master Su feel such pity?" Ma Chengan narrowed his eyes with a smile.

“Shouldn’t more people eat such delicious food?”

"But it doesn't need to be that way."

Ma Chengan thought for a few seconds and spoke softly.

"For many people, when they eat something delicious or not delicious, they just have an idea that it is good, and they don't think it is something worthy of joy and excitement."

"That's probably why I don't want to bother doing it anymore."

"If what you make is only average to others, but is actually very good, then there is no need to work harder."

When Su Zifang listened to Ma Chengan's words, he didn't know how to refute him for a moment.

When he was silent, he had never thought about such a thing.

But now that I thought about it carefully, I realized that Ma Chengan and he were not actually considering the same issue.

For him, Shibuyu is facing the pursuit of many restaurants in Jingling, so he can only make it better and better without any retreat.

And Ma Chengan didn't have any rivals in Anchang County.

Relying on the essence of the Ma family's recipes passed down, the Ma family's father and son's mutton feast is unrivaled in this small county.

In this case, the Ma family and his son may only think of maintaining the status quo.

All the dishes that diners eat have the same taste and quality as at the beginning, so they will naturally feel tired.

This is also the conclusion Su Zifang came to after chatting with diners in the past two days.

In fact, diners rate the taste of the dishes cooked by Ma's father and son very highly, otherwise they would not be able to eat them in line for hours at noon and evening.

But the problem is also serious.

The same dishes, the same taste, have not changed for a long time, as if they have always been the same.

Although diners will still come, after a few times they no longer feel compelled to come, but feel that there is nothing new.

Su Zifang told Ma Chengan his point of view, and the latter was obviously stunned for a few seconds.

After a while, a look of loss and confusion appeared on his face.

"Is that so?"

Ma Hexuan was obviously more accepting of this fact than his father. He sighed and looked at Ma Chengan: "This problem does happen."

"Some customers have privately reported the problem of no new dishes before, but I couldn't think of a solution, so I didn't tell you about it."

“Many other restaurants have opened in the county recently.”

"It's still lacking in terms of taste, but it's much better than us in terms of appearance and design."

Ma Chengan was silent.

After a while, he raised his head and looked at Su Zifang: "Boss Su, if you don't tell secret words, what do you want?"

When Su Zifang heard this, he didn't hide his thoughts and said directly: "I hope you can go to Jinling with Brother Hexuan to promote Majia cuisine."

"Carry forward?"

"It sounds easy to say, but how can we carry it forward?"

“Tail-burning feast!”

Su Zifang continued: "Because I know the recipe, I used Shaowei Banquet as a banquet dish in a competition."

“After I learned about the situation, I didn’t use it again.”

"Actually, one of my ideas for coming here this time is that you two will go out to recreate the tail-burning feast."

"At present, we already have ancient banquets such as the Red Mansion Banquet in our store. If there is another Shaowei Banquet produced, the restoration of the ancient banquet can be accelerated."

Hearing this sentence, Ma Chengan was a little moved, but after a few seconds he still shook his head.

"no."

"We're leaving, what about the village banquet?"

Ma Hexuan was stunned for a moment, then nodded sharply: "Yes, the village banquet is a big problem!"

Village feast?

Su Zifang frowned slightly.

He had never known that there might be problems with the village banquet before, so he looked at Ma Chengan with confusion.

"Actually, we are not operating here to make money, but for the village banquet!"

Ma Chengan spoke softly and told a story from the past.

"In the early days, after our family's recipes were lost, we always relied on exploring the specialties and specialties of our ancestors."

"At that time, it was almost going to go bankrupt, but an order came in for a village banquet."

"We, father and son, have been busy for a week and finally completed the dishes for the village banquet. We let the newlyweds taste it and finally made a decision."

"The next day, all the guests were quite satisfied with the village banquet and asked about the chef."

“Once we knew it was us, we started coming to invite people.”

"In the beginning, I gave a small amount, but now I am gradually increasing, with an average of one per week."

"Different from the city, there are many hotels where village banquets can be held."

"If we leave, no one will be able to do it for them."

"At that time, the price will be raised by others, and the taste will not be good."

"It's really inappropriate to let others lose face on something as big and important as the banquet."

"Once I sent a poor diner out, and he sighed, it would be great if this kind of village banquet could be extended to everyone."

"The people in the village have no money, so they have to spend a lot of money on a banquet. For them, there is no need to waste people and money."

"If we, father and son, can save these people a sum of money, then there will be no problem."

After Ma Chengan finished speaking, Su Zifang suddenly felt a little ashamed of himself.

What he was talking about was the issue of interests and reputation, while Ma Chengan was thinking about people's livelihood issues, and his starting point and intention were much higher than his own.

Su Zifang suddenly understood why Ma Chengan was willing to stick here.

This is just like Su Xingchao's determination to return to Xile Street and take root no matter what. It is a matter of faith and perseverance.

But Su Zifang couldn't refute this point.

The problem Ma Chengan mentioned does exist.

It is unrealistic to ask everyone in the village to go to the hotel to host a banquet, and it is really a waste to have such two top chefs prepare the village banquet here.

After a pause for a few seconds, Su Zifang suddenly thought of a way.

"How about trying to recruit a disciple?"

"Anyway, we have to teach banquets. Let the apprentices start learning village banquets and come to Jingling by themselves."

"Those who succeed in the assessment will have to come back and do village banquets for two years before leaving. Otherwise, will they have to pay for their studies themselves?"

After Su Zifang came up with an idea, the two of them fell into silence at the same time. It was obvious that they were somewhat interested in the plan proposed by Su Zifang.

"That smell..."

"Just make sure it tastes good. Taste is a very subjective thing, don't force it to change!"

Su Zifang expressed his opinion.

There was silence in the room for a long time.
Chapter completed!