Ke Shu walked outside and dialed the phone at the same time, "Hey, Dad... the private restaurant we ate at last time, do they only make Huajing cuisine?... Oh, oh, okay... I understand...

…Give me the phone number of Classmate Long, and I’ll introduce a business to her…Okay, don’t worry, they are all serious people, the big boss is here for dinner, I won’t harm them…”

Ke Shu, who came back after making the call, looked excited, "Li Sheng, I have a newly opened private restaurant here. The chef's skills are absolutely top-notch, and their ingredients are all original and used in these restaurants.

It’s not the same level! You’ll know after eating it, it’s absolutely good!”

"That's okay!" Li Rencheng became a little interested.

What Ke Shu can recommend to him must be somewhat certain, and it won't be just a bunch of lies.

"In this case, book boy, you book a table first, and we'll go out to eat tonight." Li Rencheng said, "If I think it's good, I'll take Boss Zhou there, otherwise it's just like a meal!"

Ke Shu's expression was slightly stunned, "Uh..."

Li Rencheng noticed it keenly and asked: "What? Is there a problem?"

"They open one table a week." Ke Shu said nonchalantly: "On Saturday. If we eat this week, will it be too late to invite Boss Zhou next week?"

"Aren't you talking nonsense? How can he have time to wait for us for more than ten days?" Li Rencheng laughed angrily, "Good guy, is this hunger marketing? Just one table a week?"

"This is their rule, but it's really delicious." Ke Shu said, "My old man went to have a meal, and he still thinks about it now! If it hadn't been too expensive, he would have taken us to have a second meal."

"Oh? How expensive is it?" Li Rencheng asked, tilting his head.

He had already imagined that the private cooking for one table a week must be expensive, otherwise he would not be able to earn so much money.

Ke Shu replied: "There are only two sizes, 30,000 and 80,000. There is no wine, only soup and tea."

"This price is not outrageous." Li Rencheng nodded slightly.

Not to mention 80,000, he has eaten a table of dishes worth 800,000, and that's the same thing.

At most, the service and drinks are better, and the real dishes are not much more expensive.

There are no drinks now. For a rich man like him, 80,000 per table is not a sky-high price.

As a result, he became a little more interested and began to think about whether to invite Boss Zhou to dinner.

After thinking about it for a while, Li Rencheng had an idea.

"Shuzi, did you ask just now? Can they make local dishes?" Li Rencheng asked again.

"I just called the female boss and she said she can do it," Ke Shu said.

After he hung up the old man's phone, he called Long Yuqing to prevent others from having an appointment. Wouldn't it be in vain for you to talk like this?

"Okay, let's go and eat!" Li Rencheng said, "Order me for 80,000 yuan!"

"ah?"

Several people nearby were a little surprised, "Li Sheng, why don't you go and taste it first? What if it's not good?"

"They have this rule, how do you taste it?" Li Rencheng said, "As for the taste, I believe that the book boy will not talk nonsense to me. Even if it fails to meet Boss Zhou's requirements, there will definitely not be any negative effects.

No matter what, I always want to take a chance on this opportunity, what if I succeed?"

Everyone nodded.

Ke Shu, in particular, felt that Li Rencheng's ability to do such a big business was not for nothing.

His judgment, thinking, and decisiveness are far beyond those of ordinary people.

However, he now has some pressure.

If it's okay, then of course the responsibility is not on him.

If the taste is average and cannot meet the 80,000 standard, then he will be in big trouble!

…

In Ke Shu's anxious and excited mood, the time finally arrived at 6:30 pm on Saturday.

Ke Shu, who arrived at the place an hour early, wanted to rush into the kitchen several times and give instructions to the chef.

But several girls wouldn't let him in.

He also claimed that if he dared to go in, the business would be discontinued and he should just get out.

Only then did Ke Shu be persuaded to stop.

After receiving a call from Li Rencheng's driver, Ke Shu said to Long Yuqing who was putting things away: "Xiaolong, you have to tell the chef to work harder! Please, please!"

"You have said this more than 300 times, are you annoyed?" Long Yuqing was very helpless, "Anyway, we promised you that we will let the guests know about our dishes that are satisfactory, isn't that enough?"

"What if it doesn't work?" Ke Shu asked.

"There is no such thing as a contingency."

"No, do you have to pay for it?" Ke Shu continued.

"hehe!"

Long Yuqing rolled his eyes at him with contempt on his face.

Ke Shu himself blushed a little.

Unless there is a major problem with the hotel, even the gangsters will not be able to ask for a refund after eating.

The inner character of Ke Shu was immediately exposed.

But he didn't have time to think too much and ran out quickly to meet Li Rencheng, Boss Zhou and others.

After a while, Li Rencheng, Boss Zhou and several guests came in politely.

First, he looked at the environment. The somewhat elegant-looking Boss Zhou had no other expression on his face, but when he saw the translucent kitchen operation room, he smiled slightly.

But when he walked into the small hall, Boss Zhou's eyes lit up.

The first thing he saw was a landscape painting.

This painting is very large, more than three meters long and more than one meter wide.

The painting depicts the landscapes along the Yangtze River.

There was no word of who it was when he started writing, but the outlines were extremely delicate.

"Tsk tsk, the owner of this shop is really an elegant man!" Boss Zhou said while standing and watching.

When Ke Shu saw Li Rencheng looking at him, he smiled shyly and said, "Boss Zhou is really a cultured person. I came here to eat before, but I just heard from my father that the calligraphy and paintings hanging here are very valuable, but I couldn't tell."

…”

"valuable?"

Boss Zhou smiled and shook his head, but did not answer.

He turned to the other side of the copybook that read "Su Shi·Shui Diao Ge Tou·Chibi Nostalgic", and his eyes widened when he saw it.

Li Rencheng called him several times before Boss Zhou came back to his senses.

"It's amazing, it's amazing!" Boss Zhou reluctantly sat next to the coffee table, admiring: "If such paintings and calligraphy were to be kept in my home, I would definitely not take them out. You can see the folk

With such exquisite calligraphy, I really feel that my motherland is full of treasures!”

"Can it be more valuable than the original?" A man who also knew something about literature asked, pointing to the copybook of "Red Cliff Nostalgia".

"Where can you find Su Shi's authentic works?" Boss Zhou asked.

He felt speechless.

Boss Zhou shook his head unconsciously. It was really hard to talk about culture with these fake cultural people.

They are not as good as Li Rencheng.
Chapter completed!