In fact, Master Xiao had more experience than Ding Er. Before Ding Er came to Yingxianlou, Master Xiao had always been in charge of the kitchen. Later, Ding Er became the head chef and Master Xiao took a back seat, but he did not harbor any resentment.
Ding Er's cooking skills are better than his, and he admits that he has no reason to complain.
Master Xiao has a good character and his loyalty to the Ye family is unquestionable. Over the years, he has become an old contributor to the Ye family.
To put it bluntly, Master Xiao's entire family works for the Ye family. Even if Master Xiao wants to be unfaithful, he has to consider whether he can bear the consequences of betraying the Ye family.
In addition, hot pot restaurants are different from restaurants and do not have such high requirements for cooking skills. As long as the base material formula is good, the water quality is good, and the quality of the side dishes is up to standard, the taste will be good.
Master Xiao's cooking skills are only slightly inferior to Ding Er's, so it's perfect for him to be in charge of the entire kitchen.
Now that the chef has been selected, the next step is to train all the service staff in the store.
This job was naturally taken care of by Xue Huan.
Three days passed in a flash and the hot pot restaurant opened.
Ye Diao, Xue Huan and many invited colleagues or gourmets gathered at the hot pot restaurant. Even the county magistrate Zhu Hongda and Mr. Feng came to show their support.
Under everyone's gaze, Ye Diao and Xue Huan together pulled off the red silk cloth covering the plaque, revealing the large characters "Shanhai Hot Pot Restaurant" underneath.
Shanhai means "delicacies from mountains and seas", encompassing all kinds of delicacies.
Immediately, Ye Diao took the fire starter handed to him by his attendant and lit the firecrackers. Amid the lively crackling sounds, everyone filed in and sat down in the lobby under the guidance of the waiter.
Ye Diao announced loudly: "Today is the grand opening of our hot pot restaurant. For the first three days, all customers will receive a 20% discount on their purchases!"
As pots of hot pot soup were brought up, an extremely overbearing aroma spread throughout the lobby and even drifted outside the store, attracting passers-by to look in curiously.
Some walked straight into the store and found an empty seat to sit down.
"Waiter, I see the words 'hot pot' written on your sign. What is a hot pot? And why is there a dent in the middle of your table?"
"Sir, please look at the menu." The waiter handed over a beautifully painted booklet and opened it. "This is hot pot. There are various flavors for guests to choose from, and there are hundreds of ingredients with prices listed on the back. When the soup base boils, put the vegetables into the pot. When they are cooked, take them out and you can eat them.
"The concave part in the middle of the table is for the pot. There's a charcoal stove under the table. If the fire gets low, you can call the waiter to come over and add more charcoal."
The waiter pointed to the sauce area and said, "There are all kinds of sauces over there. You can make your own sauce according to your taste, or you can ask the waiter to do it for you."
The guys in the lobby were all wearing the same dark blue short-sleeved shirts and trousers made of a very stain-resistant material. They wore hats on their heads and tucked all their hair into them, making them look clean and neat.
It gives a very good visual impression.
He is also very patient when introducing the store's rules to customers.
The guests nodded frequently, their expressions either surprised or enlightened. "Hmm, I think I understand what hot pot is. Give me a shuangyang hot pot. As for the dishes, this, this, and this..."
I ordered dozens of dishes in one go.
The waiter took note and said, "Please wait a moment, sir. I will bring the dishes right away."
When the waiter turned around, he almost bumped into another waiter. The two of them nodded to each other hurriedly and went about their own business.
Not only were the waiters busy, but the boss Ye Diao was also busy. He didn't even have time to sit down and drink a sip of water.
Although a lot of preparations had been made in advance, problems still arose frequently on the first day of opening. Ye Diao ran around to solve them, and his throat was hoarse from talking.
As the actual boss, Xue Huan naturally couldn't stand idly by, so the job of entertaining the guests fell on her.
Of course, the customers are mainly female.
On this day, the street where the hot pot restaurant was located was always filled with the strong spicy aroma, which made people's mouths water at the smell.
After being busy for most of the day, the store only became a little quiet in the afternoon, but customers still came in one after another.
However, the waiters and maids were able to cope with it, and the two bosses, Xue Huan and Ye Diao, could finally take a break and sit down to eat something.
They haven't eaten much since this morning.
The two of them went to a private room specially reserved in the store, ordered a shabu-shabu hotpot, and slowly started eating.
Ye Diao felt that the food made in the store was never as delicious as what Xiaoxian made that day, but it might also be because it was his first time eating it that day, so the amazing taste had always remained in his mind. He had been trying hot pot in the store these days, and his tongue had become a little numb.
However, he still ate with gusto.
In the evening, Xue Huan returned to the Zhao residence from the store. While soaking in the bathtub, she always felt as if she had forgotten something.
Tang family.
Father Tang had already made the bags and glanced at the door from time to time, but Xue Huan never showed up.
Ping An said, "Old man, Sister Zhao must have been delayed by something. I know where her home is. How about I deliver the bag to her?"
"Okay, then you can go there."
Ping'an picked up a delicate little bamboo basket with a lid, put the bag in it, and walked out the door briskly.
Xue Huan had just emerged from the bathtub when she heard Ah Man come in and say, "Miss, Ping An has brought you a bag."
Oh yes, her custom-made bamboo silk hand-woven bag!
Xue Huan wiped her hair and went to the front hall.
When Ping An saw her, he immediately jumped up from his chair and handed the bamboo basket to her, "Sister Zhao, your bag."
Xue Huan took it with a smile, "Have you had dinner?" while opening the lid of the bamboo basket.
Ping An scratched the back of his head and said, "I ate it."
A small and exquisite handbag lies in the bamboo basket, like a quiet sleeping beauty, waiting for her owner to wake her up.
Xue Huan picked it up and touched it lovingly, "It's so beautiful!"
Ping An grinned, "I'm glad you like it. Then... I'll go back."
Xue Huan stopped him and said, "Wait a minute, sit down. I'll be right back."
Ping An had no choice but to sit back down, glanced at the pastries on the high table next to him, swallowed secretly, but did not reach out to take them.
Xue Huan went to the kitchen and used a large three-layer food box to pack a small bowl of braised pork elbow, a bowl of steamed pork with rice flour, and a large plate of meat buns.
Since the kitchen is also responsible for the meals of more than a dozen people at the foundation, we cook a lot for every meal so that they can eat well and full.
Xue Huan carried the food box and asked Ah Man to catch a big black fish from the fish tank and an old hen from the cage.
The two of them returned to the hall with a pile of food, and Ping'an was surprised when he saw them.
"I packed some food for you. Take it back and have a meal with Uncle Tang and Sanni'er. Can you carry the food box?"
Ping An hurriedly shook his hands and stepped back, "Sister Zhao, I can't accept this..."
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