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Although Han Rongrong didn't know how the entire hotel worked, but through the fast food restaurant on this floor, he knew that the entire Red Mansion Restaurant was like a large top, with everyone spinning rapidly around the center of a circle.
On this floor alone, they definitely receive more than 3,000 guests at noon every day. This is the busiest restaurant with the largest number of people in the entire Red Mansion Restaurant.
More than three to four thousand plates of dishes are served here every day, but these many dishes are only made by thirty chefs and thirty side dishes.
Sixty people have to cook more than 3,000 dishes at noon every day. Each chef has to cook more than 100 dishes at noon every day. This sounds incredible, but the thirty chefs do it very easily. Every time Han
Glory was as tired as a dog. When he ran to the kitchen to serve food, he could see the chefs chatting and spanking.
Within three hours, everyone has to cook a hundred dishes, but there is still time for chatting and spanking? Is this impossible?
Han Guangrong couldn't understand it at first, but he soon understood it.
There are more than 30 chefs, each of whom is responsible for one kind of dish. Since the guests spend more time eating, most of the dishes are repeated. This makes it convenient for the chefs. As long as they fry it once, they can handle at least four dishes.
Five tables of guests.
This is because they are afraid of frying too much at one time and affecting the taste. Otherwise, these chefs will have an easier time.
By frying several plates at a time, more than thirty chefs can fully handle thousands of people dining, and it is very easy. From this, we can also see the importance of overall arrangement and management.
This is what Tianhan Guangrong feels these days. Every time he gets tired and anxious, he will think about what he will do if I manage this fast food restaurant in the future.
How will he improve the work efficiency of his employees, and how will he reasonably arrange their work and rest to reduce the pressure on some waiters, because he is really too tired.
Han Peacock was on the phone while walking. On the other side of the phone was Liu Xu: "Where are you? Why is it so noisy around you?"
Han Kongque said with a smile: "We're going to have a meal here at the Red Mansion Restaurant. Have you eaten yet? Or why not come out to eat soon?"
Liuxu said: "I just ate it, you can eat it! But what do you plan to eat?"
"Let's have some fast food! That guy Han Rongrong is working here. I just happened to come over to see how he was doing and enjoy his service." Han Peacock smiled immediately when he saw Han Rongrong.
Liu Xu said: "Where is he working? Do you still plan to let him serve you? Be careful that he will quit if he is stimulated."
"If you don't want to do it, then don't do it. He didn't do it for me? He did it for his child. His child is still waiting for him to make money to buy milk powder!" Han Kongque said.
Liu Xu said: "Okay, don't go too far. Glory works in the fast food department, right?"
"Yes, this place is the busiest. There are a lot of people every day, so it's just a good time to exercise him." Han Kongque said.
Han Peacock felt that Liuxu seemed to be talking to someone else, so he said, "What's wrong with you?"
"It's okay, my dad called me and we'll see you tonight." After saying that, Liu Xu hung up the phone before Han Peacock could answer.
Han Kongque shook his head. He found a seat with Gu Xiaomiao and Han Rongxia and sat down. Chen Qing and his wife were the busiest at this time, so Han Kongque did not look for them.
The guests had just left and the table had not been cleared. Han Peacock called Han Guangrong unceremoniously: "Waiter, come and clear the table."
Hearing the familiar voice, Han Rongrong looked up and saw his elder brother.
Han Peacock smiled at him and said: "Come here and clear the table, what are you doing standing there? Do you think fifty yuan an hour is so easy to earn?"
"Brother? Are you back?" Han Rongrong quickly walked to the table and first cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks on Gu Xiaomiao's side.
Han Peacock felt very satisfied when he saw Han Guangrong's neat movements. It seemed that he was not lazy this time, otherwise he would not be so skillful in clearing the table.
But soon Han Peacock frowned: "Why do you only clean up half of it? Where is my side?"
Han Guangrong smiled at Han Peacock and said in a very polite tone: "I'm sorry, sir, I am not responsible for this table. Please wait a moment. A waiter will come and clear it soon."
Han Kongque stared dumbfoundedly at Han Guangrong who turned and left gracefully, not knowing what to say.
"This kid." Han Kongque smiled bitterly, while Gu Xiaomiao and Han Rongxia had already bent over with laughter.
"It's the first time I've seen my eldest brother eat up!" Han Rongxia couldn't help laughing.
At this moment, a waiter came over and met Han Rongrong: "Han Rongrong, help me clear the table. I'm very busy."
"I think you're going to go crazy with joy? Be careful that money drops from the sky and kills you." Han Guangrong said.
The waiter said cheerfully: "Oh my god! Just drop your money and throw me to death! It's better to be thrown to death by money than to death from exhaustion!"
"There is no need to show off. I know that the tables you are responsible for are in good positions and the guests rotate quickly. We temporary workers have no human rights and we don't get commissions." Han Guangrong looked up to the sky and sighed.
There are not always so many customers in fast food restaurants, so the regular waiters here are only responsible for some tables that are frequently occupied. Those tables in the edges and corners are usually handed over to hourly workers, like Han Rongrong.
There is no commission, only a salary of fifty yuan per hour.
"Why are you back again?" Han Kongque asked as he looked at Han Guangrong who came back to clear the table.
"Do a favor for a friend." Han Rongrong started to clear the table without changing his expression.
Han Guangrong said: "Since I am in charge of this table, let the kitchen serve the food quickly. I haven't had Chinese food for a while."
"Showing off? "Chiluo" showing off nakedly, you are despising us poor people. You have never been abroad, right?" Han Guangrong cleared the table quickly while chatting with Han Peacock.
Han Kongque said: "Take time to ask your supervisor for leave. We will go back to your hometown tomorrow. However, I think these days are prime time for you to make money. If you want to go home at thirty, I won't stop you.
How much can you earn in a day now? Let me calculate it for you. Work from ten o'clock in the morning to ten o'clock in the evening? Twelve hours? Doesn't this cost 600 yuan? Han Rongrong, your dream of a monthly salary of 10,000 yuan is just
Is it so easy to achieve?"
At first, he was a little annoyed by what his elder brother said, but after hearing the last sentence, Han Guangrong fell into a trance.
Once upon a time, his dream was to have a salary of tens of thousands per month. Then he would have nothing to worry about, but now he makes a lot of money!
Six hundred a day means eighteen thousand a month. Although it doesn't happen every day, if he works full-time here, he can still guarantee an income of ten thousand a month.
But why was he not as ecstatic as he imagined when he heard that he could earn 10,000 yuan a day?
Han Peacock doesn't care what Han Guangrong thinks, but Han Guangrong can get along well with the waiters here, and he can also help others so naturally. This shows that Han Guangrong has made progress and is not the selfish one who only has himself and no one else.
After losing his temper, Han Kongque was very happy that he could make this change.
Seeing Han Guangrong and Gu Xiaomiao chattering without knowing what to say, Han Guangrong could only retreat helplessly.
However, before he left, he still looked at them with a very resentful look. Didn't they see that they were being bullied by their elder brother? They didn't help when they saw it, but they still talked so happily. Isn't this too heartless?
Gu Xiaomiao and Han Rongxia didn't see Han Guangrong's resentment at all, so the two of them were still talking and laughing.
When he realized that he couldn't get any sympathy, Han Guangrong became desperate and could only continue to serve the dishes.
Han Kongque ordered three dishes and one soup, a plate of fried sea cucumbers with green onions, a plate of braised eel segments, and a plate of stir-fried shrimps. The soup was ordinary corn egg drop soup.
The three of them ate and drank with gusto. Han Guangrong didn't feel hungry at first, but seeing the three of them eating so deliciously, he immediately felt hungry and felt uncomfortable.
But a new round of customers came again, so he was so busy that he could only take the time to take a look at his wife when he passed Gu Xiaomiao back and forth.
Just when Han Guangrong was carrying the dishes again and passed by Han Kongque and the others, a figure suddenly stood up from the side, blocking Han Guangrong's way.
But Han Guangrong was taking the time to glance at his wife at this time, wanting to see if his wife needed anything else, so he didn't even notice that there was another person on the aisle.
The result was quite tragic. Two people collided, and the tragedy was not the two people who collided, but Han Peacock who was not far away.
The man seemed to have reacted when he bumped into Han Guangrong, so he blocked it with his hand. As a result, a cold dish brought by Han Guangrong hit Han Peacock with great accuracy.
When we went out to eat, Han Peacock was not too shabby, but now that he was here, vegetable soup, minced garlic, soy sauce, vinegar, etc. were all spilled on Han Peacock.
Han Peacock really didn't expect that he would suffer such an unreasonable disaster.
He was teasing Han Guangrong just now, because every time Han Guangrong came over, after peeking at his wife, he would angrily glance at Han Peacock.
So every time Han Guangrong came over, Han Peacock would pick out a piece of eel or sea cucumber to make him angry.
But this time, he just picked up a piece of eel, and before he could put it in his mouth, the dish hit him.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, let me wipe it for you." The customer who knocked down Han Guangrong had a very good attitude. He immediately apologized and immediately took out a tissue and wiped it for Han Kongque.
But so much vegetable juice was poured on the clothes that it was impossible to wipe it clean with a paper towel. Therefore, when the guest wiped it with a paper towel, Han Peacock's clothes became more contaminated.
Han Kongque was speechless. If this person didn't move, he could still clean up a little and continue eating. But now he wiped it and it was all over his body.