"No, it's even more impossible for me to go in this situation. If I go, these people won't tear me apart!"
Gu Zheng didn't bring any egg ingredients today, so it was impossible to make omelettes. There were eggs in the store, but they were inferior eggs that had not been improved. The taste of inferior eggs would definitely not be as good as ordinary eggs.
Even though there is only one level difference between inferior and ordinary, the gap between this level is an insurmountable gap. As long as you pay attention to the planting, breeding and harvesting of inferior ingredients, you can still achieve them, such as those purchased in Guzheng
Seaweed salt and soy sauce are made with meticulous craftsmanship and do not contain any impurities, and ultimately reach second-class quality.
But for ordinary quality ingredients, except for honey, Gu Zheng has never seen one so far. Gu Zheng has found a lot of second-rate ingredients himself, but there are not any ordinary ingredients. This can also be seen from this that ordinary ingredients are not easy.
There is a big gap between the two, and the taste will definitely be different. Even if Gu Zheng makes it himself, he can't make the original taste with inferior eggs, so Gu Zheng will refuse, and it will be impossible to get over it.
Now that the test is over, Qi Ling no longer restricts the quality of the ingredients he uses. It is purely because he is unwilling to make food that tastes worse.
This is also human nature. If you can make a better one, no one is willing to make a bad one. Just like those diners who came to eat omelette before and had Gu Zheng make better eggs, even if Xiao Xu
The chef's omelette tastes much better than ordinary omelette, and they are not satisfied either.
"If you don't go, they will tear me apart. Do you think it's better to let them tear you apart, or to tear me apart?"
Shu Yu looked at Gu Zheng with evil intentions. Gu Zheng had a cold sweat on his forehead. He was really worried that Shu Yu would take him there. So many people saw that he was fine, but they were unwilling to make omelettes. No
Know what will happen.
"Shu Yu, we are thinking of a way. In fact, I am here to give you money. Last time we agreed to sell the omelette and we would share it three to seven, you three and me seven. I have bought a total of 1,400 omelette eggs these days.
This is your share of 36,960. If you count a little bit, not a cent is too much, so I’ll leave first!”
The thirty-sixth strategy was to move away. Seeing that Shu Yu really wanted to pull him over, Gu Zheng hurriedly took out a wad of money from his bag and forced it on Shu Yu. He took the opportunity to break free and quickly walked in the opposite direction.
, instead of walking, he just ran away.
He was worried that if he continued to stay here, he would be seen by passing diners, which would cause trouble.
"This ancient dispute!"
Taking the money, Shu Yu couldn't laugh or cry when she saw Gu Zheng running away like that. After thinking about it for a while, she took the sign and the money back to the store.
"Master Gu called and said he was sorry for not being able to come today. He specially invited everyone to eat the wontons here. Everyone eats with open stomach, free of charge!"
Shu Yu hid the wooden sign first, but now it can no longer be used for the time being. She had no intention of taking the money Gu Zheng gave her. At first, she said she would not share it, but she just wanted Gu Zheng to come here to experience life.
Although the share was quite large, she really didn't care about the money. Since Gu Zheng had forced it on her, she could just use it to win people's hearts. As the saying goes, people are soft-spoken, so Gu Zheng couldn't invite everyone to eat wontons.
If there is no limit, these people will be embarrassed to continue making trouble here.
A bowl of wontons only costs nine yuan. Even if you add drinks and other food, it only costs twenty yuan, which is enough to feed one person. There are not even a hundred people here, and one-tenth of this money cannot be used.
, Shu Yu has no burden at all to win people's hearts like this.
I heard that Gu Zheng was treating guests. These people were indeed what Shu Yu thought. They were embarrassed to keep making trouble. Some people left directly, while others stayed in the store to eat wontons and left after eating. The noisy crowd finally calmed down.
After they dispersed, Shu Yu and everyone in the store breathed a sigh of relief.
However, Shu Yu understood that the current treatment was to treat the symptoms rather than the root cause. She still underestimated the influence of Gu Zheng's omelette. There were many people who had eaten omelette many times, such as gold-rimmed glasses, or bringing people to buy shared omelette.
These people are more persistent, and most of the people who were waiting before were also this type of people.
At present, the invitation to dinner can be postponed for a while, but it cannot be postponed forever. Shu Yu's worries are getting heavier and heavier. Gu Zheng has really given her a big problem. To untie the bell, the person who tied the bell must be tied. In the end, this problem may still be
It can only be solved by ancient disputes.
“Duck blood vermicelli soup!”
At this time, Gu Zheng had no intention of solving the problem. He spared two streets and finally came to an exquisite small restaurant. This small restaurant was bigger than Shu Yu's restaurant, twice as big.
There were quite a few people, and it was almost full.
For a restaurant, if it is popular, it means that the food is good. Although this is not always the case, this is generally true.
Only when the food is delicious can it attract more repeat customers. The more repeat customers, the more popular it will be. Seeing that there are so many people here, even people who don’t want to eat will be curious to buy one and try it, and then agree with the taste again.
Became a repeat customer.
Under a virtuous cycle, business will get better and better, and this is true for many prosperous small shops.
In the past, when Gu Zheng was looking for some delicious food, he would also look at the people in the store. If there were many people, he would go in and join in the fun. Most of them would not be disappointed. Seeing that there were so many people in this store, Gu Zheng simply walked in.
Duck blood vermicelli soup is a famous snack in Nanjing. The store in front of Gu Zheng is a franchise store. It has many branches in Shanghai, but the main store is also in Shanghai.
Duck blood vermicelli soup is made with duck blood as the main ingredient, duck intestines, duck liver as supplements, duck soup, and finally vermicelli. Duck blood vermicelli soup is an ancient snack with a long history. It was originally called duck blood
Soup, during the Qing Dynasty, someone added vermicelli to duck blood soup, which made it taste better, and eventually became the current duck blood vermicelli soup.
“Have a bowl of duck blood vermicelli soup!”
Gu Zheng came here with the intention of making a review. He didn’t ask for anything else. He directly ordered a bowl of duck blood vermicelli soup worth twenty-five cents. After a while, the hot vermicelli soup was placed in front of him. Gu Zheng’s nose
After sniffing it, the fragrance was very strong, but unfortunately it had a slight fishy smell. It was a small failure that the fishy smell was not eliminated.
Gu Zheng also understood that it is not easy to remove the fishy smell from this kind of meat food, which also contains animal blood and internal organs. It is not easy to remove most of it. Compared with other soups, it is much better.
“The vermicelli is good, tender and chewy, and the soup has a strong flavor. Unfortunately, the raw materials of duck blood, duck intestines and duck liver are raised, which reduces the quality of the soup throughout the night!”
Gu Zheng took a sip of vermicelli and another sip of soup. He shook his head and sighed. The taste of the soup was not bad, otherwise it wouldn't have attracted so many people. However, the main ingredient, duck blood, and other duck auxiliary ingredients were raised in a feed factory.
Out of the duck.
Gu Zheng knew that it was the duck from the feed factory, not because he could eat it, but because of Qi Ling's evaluation. After the soup was served, Qi Ling gave it a junk rating. Not only did it give Gu Zheng a very detailed rating,
