Seeing this, Yu Wanlin quickly said, "Don't blame him. I didn't tell anyone. I'm not some big shot. It's such a waste of time and money for you to pick me up every time."
Liu Jia worked quickly and soon brought over four bowls of slightly chilled plum juice.
The plum juice is also brewed in the kitchen, and there's also herbal tea brewed by Fatty himself, which is offered free of charge during this season.
Upon seeing Liu Jia, Yu Wanlin exclaimed in amazement, "This girl is really beautiful, and so tall. I was wondering why there are so many tall people here? I just saw two other girls who were even taller than her."
Yu Li resisted the urge to roll her eyes. Why? You'd have to ask Fatty!
He insisted that the facial features of the doormen were secondary, and that they had to be tall to look good; these two doormen were people he had recruited from a sports school, two volleyball players who were too old to play anymore, so how could they not be tall?
When these words reached Yu Wanlin's ears, she automatically ignored the words "cannot be typed";
I was wondering, what's the athlete doing here?
Athletes have a short career span; their prime years are limited, and the attrition rate is extremely high.
Only a small number of top athletes can pass through layers of selection, while most veteran athletes face elimination by younger children with better athletic talent.
The fat man was able to find the two of them thanks to Zhang Qian's introduction.
By the way, speaking of Zhang Qian, she is currently training intensively in preparation for the upcoming Paralympic Games.
Fatty had visited them recently, and both she and Qinlonghu were very motivated; Fatty also gave Zhang Qian two bottles of deep-sea fish oil that Lou Xiao'e had specially brought from Hong Kong.
This is a wonderful product, rich in EpA (eicosapentaenoic acid) and dhA (docosahexaenoic acid), making it a rare and valuable nutrient in this era.
"..."
Yu Wanlin drank a bowl of chilled plum juice and felt refreshed. She looked at Yu Li with satisfaction and said, "You're so lucky. Look at this fancy restaurant."
Yu Li was very happy, but said aloud, "Well, we can only be considered mid-range. The main problem is that the place is too small. When there are large banquets, people don't come here at all."
While this statement may sound like something out of Versailles, what Yu Li said is true.
Since becoming an apprentice of Lu Xingbang and Master Lu, Qilige has also upgraded its store.
The eight private rooms upstairs remained unchanged, while the number of tables downstairs expanded from fourteen to twenty. This scale is somewhat similar to that of later private kitchens, which follow a "small but exquisite" approach.
The number of twenty tables was something Fatty had calculated repeatedly, and it was the maximum scale that could be achieved in the existing store space.
The fat man proposed the concept of "per capita floor space": for example, a small restaurant or a meat shop only needs 1 square meter of floor space per person.
If you want a more spacious room, you'll need 1.3 square meters; if you want to be comfortable, you'll need 1.5 square meters; and a private room generally needs to be 2 square meters.
Take Qili Pavilion for example. From the beginning, it was positioned as a mid-to-high-end restaurant, so the seating naturally couldn't be as cramped as the food stall opened by Yan Jiecheng.
To achieve at least a comfortable level, the actual per capita floor space in Qili Pavilion is 1.5 square meters or more.
Combining data from tables, chairs, and aisles, the accurate answer was: area x 80% utilization rate x 75% hall area, divided by the area of a single seat (1.5 square meters) = 143 seats.
In the era that the fat man traveled to, the majority of meals were shared by two people, often reaching 62%, while meals shared by four people accounted for only 31%, and meals shared by six or more people accounted for only 7%. It is not hard to see that people in the future are becoming less and less willing to socialize.
But things were different then. People didn't have "social anxiety" and "going Dutch" wasn't popular anymore. So, those who dared to eat out were people with money in their pockets, and whoever organized the gathering would pay.
Therefore, this ratio is actually highest for 4-person meals, followed by 6 or more people, and lowest for 2 or even 1 person.
Why would one or two people come here? Wouldn't it be better to just have a big bowl of noodles at the famous old-fashioned fried sauce noodle shop across the street?
Therefore, Qili Pavilion's scale has reached its limit. It can't compare to the established brands in the capital at all.
Take Fengzeyuan as an example. It is a large courtyard house with four courtyards. In 1991, it was expanded again, covering an area of 4,600 square meters.
With two underground floors, a five-story main building, and a three-story annex, the hotel is one of the largest buildings on Zhushikou West Street and can be considered a landmark.
This is a truly big deal!
"..."
Yu Li chatted with Yu Wanlin for a while before asking, "Auntie, is there something you need this time?"
After a long and tiring journey under the scorching sun, Yu Wanlin inevitably felt a bit sleepy after drinking a bowl of ice-cold plum juice.
She yawned and said to Yu Li, "It's nothing, I just missed you and Yu Qian, so I came up to see you. I'm getting old, what if I close my eyes one day..."
Yu Li hurriedly covered Yu Wanlin's mouth, and she stopped talking, as it was considered unlucky and the younger generation wouldn't allow it.
He simply smiled, took Yu Li's hand, gently stroked it, and said to her, "Your hands are getting smoother and smoother, and your complexion is getting better and better too, fair with a rosy glow, all pink and chubby."
After saying that, she reached out and gently pinched Yu Li's cheek. Yu Li smiled happily and said affectionately to her aunt, "I have so many bottles and jars now, including hand wipes, face wipes, and even a special face wash. Fatty also made me something called a face mask, which I put on my face every night before bed. He said it can beautify and nourish the skin, making it supple and moisturized. Auntie, you should try it tonight!"
When Yu Qian saw that they started talking about women as soon as they met, he sat awkwardly to the side, unable to join in the conversation at all.
Little did he know that Huaihua was even more embarrassed than he was.
Logically, this is the time for her to crack jokes, act silly and cute, and try her best to please the old lady and Yu Li.
Unfortunately, she didn't understand any of what they were saying. Good heavens, isn't washing your face done with tap water? Having a bar of soap was already a sign of Jia Zhangshi's affection for her.
I've seen locust flower hand cream before; her aunt and Xiaodang both use it. Unfortunately, I've only ever seen locust flower hand cream, never actually used it…
As for the face mask that Yu Li mentioned, that's something I've never heard of or seen before!
Can applying this to your face really beautify, nourish, and moisturize your skin? Is there really such a wonderful thing in the world?!
Yu Li chatted with her aunt for a long time, and only after she had vented her feelings of longing did she realize that Yu Qian and Huaihua were still there.
However, they were both juniors, and Yu Li was now managing such a large business as Qili Pavilion every day, and her word was law. Over time, her aura naturally grew.
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