Chapter 49 Headache

The drunken guest would lose his temper and slam the table, throw chopsticks, and smash the cup?

Because this happened before, Ma Tong did not dare to neglect it at this time. After looking around the kitchen, he just rubbed his hands and looked at Zhang Yongchang with a flattering face: "Uncle Zhang, don't you have tofu?"

"Can that tofu be eaten? Can it be eaten by humans?" Zhang Yongchang rolled his eyes at the waiter and said, "If that tofu is made, it will ruin my reputation!"

"Just tell the people outside that if you want this braised tofu with soy sauce, it's sold out today, so come early tomorrow."

After Zhang Yongchang finished speaking, he ignored the waiter and went to cook other dishes.

The fire on the stove was burning very fiercely. Zhang Yongchang stirred the wok vigorously, and the fire seemed to burn completely in the pot, illuminating the entire kitchen with red.

Seeing that Zhang Yongchang refused to cook anymore, Ma Tong was afraid to go out and tell the guests and cause more trouble, so he went to find Feng Yongkang who had just returned and told him about the matter.

"Is this true?" Feng Yongkang frowned.

"I find it strange, too." Ma Tong's brows were knitted more heavily than Feng Yongkang's, and he said, "I don't know why Uncle Zhang suddenly looked down on Changji's tofu. Didn't he say Changji's tofu was the best before, and that Changji's tofu was not to his liking? How come he said Changji's tofu was inedible in just a few days?"

What's more, this Changji tofu is quite delicious.

"Okay, I understand." Feng Yongkang raised his hand.

"Then, shopkeeper, how should I respond to this guest..."

"You said that we didn't have enough tofu today, so send us a plate of peanuts as compensation," Feng Yongkang ordered.

Well, it seems the food still can’t be served.

When Ma Tong heard this, his face was immediately filled with regret.

Even if you meet someone with a good temper who doesn't overturn the table or smash the dishes, he will still complain and ask why the signature dish is out of stock. In that case, he will have to put on a smile.

But who makes him a waiter? That's what a waiter has to do.

Ma Tong sighed in his heart and went to the front hall to think about how to reply to the guests at that table.

Feng Yongkang went to the kitchen.

At this time, the kitchen was not very busy. Zhang Yongchang would prepare some dishes for the occasional customers. It was obvious that everything was done now. Zhang Yongchang was asking the waiter to clean up the kitchen.

Zhang Yongchang was a stubborn and serious person. He always required the kitchen to be clean and tidy and would not tolerate any mess. While the boys were working diligently, Zhang Yongchang was roasting the kitchen knives one by one over the fire to remove the moisture on the knives to prevent them from rusting.

"Brother Yongchang." Feng Yongkang walked up to him and said, "Stop busying yourself and come and have some tea with me. I just got some top-quality Maojian tea when I went out today. Would you like to try it?"

Zhang Yongchang was also a tea lover. Although he couldn't tell whether the tea was good or bad, he liked the fragrance of tea. Upon hearing this, he put down the work in his hands, told his servants to do the job well, and followed Feng Yongkang into the yard.

They lit a lamp, made a pot of tea, and took two plates of peanuts, melon seeds, etc., and the two of them started chatting while drinking tea.

"When I just came back, Brother Yuanda came to me and said that you don't have to worry about tofu anymore. What's going on here?"

Feng Yongkang said, "We used to use Changji tofu, wasn't it good? Why don't we use it all of a sudden? But Brother Yuanda is not behaving properly, is he making you unhappy?"

"What does it have to do with me whether he is decent or not? Besides, even if he makes me unhappy, I will still use his tofu if it is delicious."

Zhang Yongchang curled his lips and said, "Of course, this Changji tofu is indeed unusable in the future. I found a new tofu that tastes better than Changji tofu. Didn't Qin Hongbao say last time that he had eaten a different kind of braised tofu in our Fushun Building? I guess it's made from that tofu."

"I went out to ask around when I had time. Ruyi Pavilion's business has been better recently than before. The braised tofu in soy sauce is selling well, and it's also because of this tofu. So I went to buy some today and we have also decided to use this tofu in the future. Tomorrow morning, the girl will deliver the tofu. You can tell the waiter to pay for it then."

"Is there really tofu that tastes better than the one made by Chang Ji Tofu Shop?" Feng Yongkang was a little unconvinced, and his brows were furrowed.

"Well, could what I said be false? How could I be wrong when I tasted it with my own mouth? Let me tell you, after I bought the tofu, I asked someone to call Qin Hongbao over to try the dish. He said personally that it was exactly the same as what he ate that day. The sauce-braised tofu is selling very well today. Sometimes two plates are ordered on each table. Just believe me. Using the tofu from this restaurant, I guarantee that our Fu Shun Lou business will be very good in the future." Zhang Yongchang grinned as he spoke.

Seeing his very confident and sure look, Feng Yongkang actually believed what he said.

After all, Zhang Yongchang has always had extremely high requirements for the taste of cooking, and he is very stubborn. As long as it can be used to make good dishes, he will buy it even if he buys it from an enemy.

Since he said the tofu tastes good, then it must be good.

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"If you don't believe me, you can try it tomorrow and you'll know. I was thinking of letting you try it tonight when you come back, but I was so happy that I forgot to leave some."

Zhang Yongchang said, "But don't worry, shopkeeper. The price of tofu here is not expensive, about the same as Changji's. You can check it out later. If we order a large quantity, can we get a cheaper price? But I think for such delicious tofu, don't bargain."

"Just remember that kind of tofu costs that much, so it doesn't matter if this tofu is a little more expensive."

"Since you said it's delicious, then it must be good. If you think this tofu is good, just ask them to deliver it on time. We can talk about whether it's paid or not later."

Feng Yongkang smiled, but his brows were uneasy. He sighed and said, "But I'm afraid that Brother Yuanda will keep nagging in my ears."

I guess it's not nagging, but crying.

When Chang Yuanda went to look for him, his face was already wrinkled like a bun, and he complained bitterly, saying that Changji's business had been bad recently, and even his brother-in-law ignored him and didn't want Changji's tofu. If he went like this, Changji Tofu Shop would have to close down, and so on...

It was really hard to listen to a grown man speaking with that tone. If I told him that I couldn't persuade Zhang Yongchang, I would definitely cry in his ear.

Feng Yongkang was really troubled by this.

(End of this chapter)