The wooden house at night was so quiet that it made people feel a little scared. Ethan raised the fireplace, and the dim fire breathed out heat, slowly warming the whole house.
Yu Jian curled up on the sofa with a blanket, and pressed the remote control in her hand out of boredom. There were only a few channels on the TV, showing some ridiculous TV series that she didn't understand, not even a news broadcast.
Today is the final day, and I don’t know if the masters have won.
Yu Jian closed her eyes in annoyance and hit her head a few more times. She was really taking it too lightly.
Ethan stood at the corner of the stairs, quietly staring at the figure curled up on the sofa, his eyes dim and unclear.
Thousands of miles away in Huacheng, everyone is nervously waiting for the final result.
The organizer divided the team into two teams, each led by two judges, to count the restaurant's sales.
Fang Zilu held Chef Lai's hand and unconsciously tightened it again and again. Chef Lai didn't notice at all that there were red marks on his hand, and his whole heart wanted to throw himself on the table at the front desk.
"Don't worry." Master Ah Si was still so calm.
Fang Zilu shook his head like a rattle: "No, I'm so weak - I heard that a set meal in Neon next door costs more than 600, how many pots do we have to make to match it!" This rumor is still said by diners.
Yes, some people went to Neon Restaurant first and were scared away by the high price, so they chose the Chinese restaurant with good quality and low price.
Zhang Hua gently touched the chopping board in front of him and said, "Xiao Fang, do you still remember what the little boss said?"
Fang Zilu was stunned and a little at a loss. The little boss said a lot, and it kept echoing in his head, but he didn't know which sentence he should intercept now...
He asked cautiously: "Which one?"
“Good food cannot be measured by price.”
I'll do it! Fang Zilu's legs were weak and he almost collapsed on Chef Lai. He glanced sadly at Zhang Hua, who was talking slowly, and fanned in an exaggerated way: "Master Dahua, even though he said so, he said so
Said - But we are in a competition now, and we still have to rely on sales to win!" He smacked his lips twice and said in annoyance.
Zhang Hua took back his hand on the chopping board and rubbed his fingertips: "It's not a big problem."
It's not that he is conceited. Bai An's workload is not heavy. He observed all aspects of the restaurant throughout the day, including the number of tables turned, the number of dishes ordered, and the price per customer. Not to say that his estimate was completely accurate, at least it was pretty close.
For lunch and dinner, he even went to the neon restaurant to stay for a while. Even if the restaurant next door raised the price per customer, it would not be much higher than that of Huaxia.
Small profits but quick turnover is the fundamental business principle of Huaxia Restaurant.
Moreover, in terms of praise, Huaxia definitely far surpasses Neon Kingdom.
"Four hundred and eighty-nine thousand, five hundred!" The staff of the organizer were also surprised by the number in their hands. This amount included the price of the dishes, plus the tips voluntarily paid by the diners. It was simply a jaw-dropping amount of money.
payment.
"So much..." Fang Zilu recalled the last bill amount he saw on the screen, "Wow" and said excitedly, "Our tip turned out to be tens of thousands of yuan!"
The pickle country judge carefully checked the data on the list, nodded, and signed his name with a swipe of a pen. From the corner of his eye, he caught the hesitant expressions of several Chinese chefs, and he crossed his hands in a pretentious manner.
He shook his head.
Fang Zilu couldn't bear it anymore and raised his hand: "Um... did we win?"
The pickle country judge spread his hands and gave him a look of understanding. Fang Zilu instantly slumped his shoulders and was half-empty. The judge looked like that, so the result would definitely not be good——
Master A Si kicked him: "We will have to wait until Neon's total data comes out to get the results."
Fang Zilu: "?"
Zhang Hua also stepped forward, patted Fang Zilu on the shoulder, and sighed: "You are still too young -"
Fang Zilu: “??”
The business competition set by the organizer is inherently a trap. To run a restaurant, you need to consider it from multiple dimensions, including turnover, labor costs, ingredient costs... Sometimes, restaurants with higher turnover tend to suffer greater losses. Why?
? All costs are too high. Although the test of this final is business revenue, at the end of the competition rules, a line of small words reads: If the restaurant actually calculates a loss, it will be judged as a loser.
A good operator never looks at immediate profits, but takes a long-term view.
There are not many people in the Huaxia team. Even if Chu Liangwei is brought in to help, with just a few people, the labor cost can be greatly reduced. Looking back at Neon, today's battle is bigger than the previous few days.
.It is no exaggeration to say that except for Takeda and two or three of his confidants, everyone else should have come over, right?
There are probably more waiters than diners inside!
Let’s talk about the cost of ingredients. Except for the slightly rare ingredients of Buddha Jumping Over the Wall, the rest of the soup are ordinary ingredients. Even the fish fillets from Chef Lai are extremely cheap, including the huge carp.
It can be said that in today's competition, Huaxia relied entirely on its superior cooking skills to bring a different kind of food experience to diners.
Zhang Hua's chef once said: "It's not unusual to make delicious food with precious ingredients. What's strange is that you can use the most common ingredients to make precious flavors."
Zhang Hua also heard the same words from Yu Jian. So he admired this little girl from the bottom of his heart. He must have such rich experience to have such a perception.
And she is still just a college student in her twenties.
"What do you mean?" Fang Zilu still didn't understand, so he turned to ask Chef Lai.
Chef Lai knocked on his head and complained: "You are still opening your own restaurant! With such a stupid brain, you will probably go bankrupt in two months!"
Fang Zilu: “???”
If you don’t want to say it, then don’t say it! Why are you making a personal attack?!
In the neon restaurant next door, the Beer Country judge took the order handed over by the staff and scanned it carefully.
"Four ninety-one thousand..." He softly spit out a number. Watanabe's eyes lit up, and he was about to smile with satisfaction when the next word almost made him collapse in his seat.
"Loss." The Beer Nation judge said without any emotion.
Watanabe got up angrily and shouted: "Impossible! I just asked, China only has 480,000!" He stepped forward, grabbed the Beer Country judge by the collar, and said viciously, "Obviously it's Ni
There are more rainbows than them, how can we lose?"
The Beer Country judge looked at him as if he was a fool, squeezed his unrestrained hand, and slowly applied force. It only lasted two seconds. Watanabe let go of his hand under his huge pressure, and shook it suddenly.
Slightly numb wrist.
His eyes widened, waiting for the judges' explanation.
Unexpectedly, the Beer Country judges ignored him at all, frowned and straightened the loose tie at the collar, and even gave him a stingy look.
"Hey, brother. Look here." The judge from the Maple Leaf Country next to him was watching the fun and didn't mind the big deal. He took out a few pieces of paper from the document bag, flipped it to the middle, and pointed to a row of small words for him to read.
"Comprehensive evaluation of the losers, even if the turnover is higher than other teams, is judged as a loser..." Watanabe murmured, and immediately turned his back, "No! You added this privately, I didn't do it at all.
Saw it!"
Bingo! They knew it!
The Maple Leaf Country judges snapped their fingers, and a staff member presented a video. It was clearly the scene of Neon Country signing the competition contract. Every action was extremely high-definition. Then, the Maple Leaf Country judges turned to the end of the contract.
, clicked again.
Dairo Takeda.
A flying neon name was so dazzling that it blinded Watanabe...