Today's truffle sauce tasting meeting was held in the form of a banquet and was roughly divided into two parts. In the first part, the judges tasted and ranked the truffle sauce.
The second part is the luncheon, where most of the food is dishes cooked with truffles. This not only solves the lunch problem, but also takes the opportunity to promote it.
It's like hunting rabbits.
At this time, Chu Heng was talking to Xiao Wenjing while inspecting the layout of the banquet hall.
"In addition, you can urge me for the review of the overseas team. It is best to complete it within three days."
"Okay, I'll contact Ding Si later."
While talking, the two of them came near Yin Gao and the others who were directing people to arrange the venue. Xu Damao saw them and immediately ran over: "Have a cigarette, team leader."
Chu Heng took the cigarette and asked him to light it, and asked with a smile: "How do you feel? Brother Damao."
"Very good, very good." Xu Damao said with a smile on his face: "I learned a lot from Comrade Yin and gained a lot of knowledge."
"You are here now, you still have a lot to learn." Chu Heng puffed on his cigarette and warned: "Remember to learn more and watch more, talk less and do less. You can follow Yin Gao in this period and look at your performance later.
Arrange tasks.”
"Alas, I must humbly ask for advice and not be ashamed to ask." Xu Damao said hurriedly.
"I believe you can do this." Chu Heng patted his shoulder with a smile. The thing Xu Damao could let go of most was his old face. For profit or goals, he was willing to be his grandson.
This can be regarded as the fundamental reason for his rise and fall.
The two of them chatted for a few more words, then saw a team member hurriedly came to the banquet hall and greeted the people in the room: "The truffle sauce has been delivered, a few people, come down and bring it up."
"I'll do it, I'll do it." Xu Damao was eager to show off and raised his hand to signal, then he spoke to Chu Heng and went downstairs with several team members.
After a while, these people worked together to push a trolley in. On it were placed a dozen white porcelain jars containing various truffle pastes. They were the same size as an urn, and each one was numbered.
Shazhu's team of cooks developed more than sixty kinds of truffle sauce. Several people went up and down several times before finally bringing the things up.
More than sixty white porcelain jars were placed on the rostrum, which looked like a funeral hall in a crematorium.
"Put them in order, don't mix them up."
After Chu Heng directed them to put things in place, he walked around the room again. Seeing that there was no problem, he strolled to the kitchen.
At this time, the kitchen was also very busy. Chu Heng had arranged for Sha Zhu and his gang of cooks to come here. They were working in separate groups according to the previous divisions and were preparing for the noon dinner.
The whole house was filled with the pungent smell of truffles.
"How are you preparing?"
Chu Heng came in cheerfully. As soon as he opened his mouth, he choked on the smell of truffles. He quickly took out a mask from his pocket and put it on.
"Don't worry." Silly Zhu, who was making soup, looked up and shouted in a broken voice: "It doesn't matter that this truffle recipe came from foreign countries, but when it comes to cooking skills, we can be like them
Ancestor, if I don’t like it later, they will fall behind.”
"Haha, let's not say anything else, but it will definitely not embarrass us." Zhao Yu was also full of confidence.
"Then I'll wait and see."
Chu Heng stepped forward with his hands behind his back, asked about the dishes they prepared, and had a brief exchange. He couldn't stand the smell of truffles, so he quickly ran out of the kitchen, holding his nose, and went to chat with the hotel manager.
In a blink of an eye, the time came to eleven o'clock.
The invited guests also began to enter the venue one after another, and around 11:50, everyone arrived.
Chu Heng originally sent more than 130 invitations, and received replies and confirmed that more than 50 people would come, so they only opened a small banquet hall of more than 200 square meters and set up ten round tables.
, each table seats six people.
Now that the seats are full, it doesn't look crowded or empty, it's just right.
When the person in charge of signing in saw that everyone was here, he immediately took the list and went to find Chu Heng who was chatting with Blair, and asked: "Comrade Chu Heng, the guests are all here. Do you want to start now or wait a little longer?"
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"Everyone is here, what are you waiting for? Let's start now." Chu Heng immediately ordered.
"OK."
The man immediately turned around to find Yin Gao, who was to be the host today.
Chu Heng also confessed to Blair: "It's about to start. I'll excuse you for a moment. We'll talk later."
"It's finally about to start. Go and do your work. I can't wait to taste He's masterpiece. I believe he will surprise me." Blair licked his lips with a greedy look on his face.
"I think so." Chu Heng smiled, then left and went to the rostrum.
A moment later, Yin Gaoshi, in a suit and leather tie, came onto the stage. He had experienced this kind of scene more than once, and he was able to face a bunch of ghosts in the audience with ease.
"Ladies and gentlemen, good afternoon..."
He first gave an opening speech and then announced the rules of the tasting.
"This tasting will implement a scoring system, with the highest score being ten points and the lowest score being zero. All guests have prepared pens and paper in front of them. Please rate the product as soon as possible after tasting it. There will be
The staff went to collect..."
After chattering for a while, the tasting party started with melodious music.
I saw several hotel waiters who had been prepared for a long time. Under Yin Gao's order, they walked into the venue carrying trays. On the trays were placed one after another small porcelain plates, and each porcelain plate had a dot on it.
There isn't much truffle paste in the jar, it's about the size of a fingernail.
After the truffle sauce was distributed to each guest, the waiter left and the guests began to taste the truffle sauce.
"not bad."
"I think it's average."
"I don't know what's in it. It tastes weird. I don't like it very much."
"I quite like it, it suits my taste very well."
After tasting it, the guests whispered among themselves and discussed it in low voices, with mixed opinions and criticisms.
Gree, Huo Te and several other foreign businessmen sat at the same table. After tasting, they looked at each other and saw expressions of surprise on the faces of the others.
“I didn’t expect that you can eat truffle sauce with such a pure taste in China.”
"The taste is pretty average, very similar to a truffle sauce we have there, but better."
"Oh? How is that model selling?"
"It's not bad. Although not many people are buying it, they are still selling it. Obviously there is a market. If we can keep the price down, it will be a good product."
"I think it's not a big problem."
After a few people murmured a few words, a waiter came over, took away the pieces of paper on which they had written their scores, and gave them to Chu Heng, who was sitting in the corner, to accountants recruited from other departments to calculate.
Immediately afterwards, the waiter came on stage with the next product, then collected the ratings, and so on, and soon it was number 10.
This one is a truffle hot sauce that Shazhu made on a whim. He tried it with foreigners in Xiejia Hutong, and the response was surprisingly good.