"this……"
Ding Qi hesitated for a moment.
"What? If you want to discuss it with Teacher Xia, there's no rush."
Zhao Xiaoyang said calmly.
"Um, Mr. Zhao, please wait a moment."
Ding Qi followed him outside and made a phone call.
…
After the phone call ended, Ding Qi walked over with a flushed face.
"Brother Ding, how is it?"
Guan Yu couldn't wait to ask first.
Ding Qi smiled slightly: "After the food festival, my master will come over to unveil Baoheju!"
"However, Mr. Guan, you have to give priority to Baoheju with Mr. Zhao's ingredients!"
"Okay, no problem, as long as you come over, everything will be fine!"
Guan Yu immediately decided that if a Michelin hotel was established in Yunhai, the advertising effect it would bring would be amazing.
Zhao Xiaoyang smiled.
Little did he know that Ding Qi felt as if a huge stone had fallen from his heart.
The high-end market in Hailing City is far smaller than that in Tianhai City, so it is necessary to pay more attention to the ingredients.
After the meal, Guan Yu, full of pride, went back happily with Ding Qi.
Because now he felt relieved.
Zhao Xiaoyang’s goods, Baoheju’s name.
All of them, perfect!
Next, Guan Yu will wait for the food festival to officially open and then discuss the specific operations with Xia Baoguo.
Seeing Guan Yu leaving, the fat man was about to follow him.
But Xu Jiaojiao was here today, and this guy could hardly walk.
"Brother Xiaoyang, I'll go back first."
Seeing there was nothing she could do to help, Xu Jiaojiao stood up and said, "I have to take Lele to the city later."
Zhao Xiaoyang raised his hand and pointed, "Hey, isn't your brother Li here? You don't have to make another trip."
Cheng Lele rolled her round eyes and looked at Li Pingan.
This guy is also a rich second-generation, although he is not very handsome.
…
The food festival went smoothly over the next few days, and Zhao Xiaoyang also gave dozens of kilograms of lobster to Ding Qi.
Add to that the black-feathered chickens and white ducks, and it’s more than enough.
Because at the food festival, Ding Qi was not chasing sales like other merchants.
He accepted the invitation from the organizer to show off some delicious food.
Of course, for the organizers, the Baoheju brand on Ding Qi is the key point.
Look, early in the morning, many people have already come to the Baoheju booth.
A group of middle-aged women with foreign accents came here and said, "Wow, it's so lively here!"
"Grandma, it smells so good, I want to eat it!"
A big fat boy was chewing on a few skewers of meat in his hands, and he looked greedily at the front of the crowd with an expectant look on his face.
During this food festival, the entire street is filled with businesses, and all kinds of delicious food are so tempting that people can't suppress their appetite. If they don't get something to eat, they will starve to death.
Food Street: The more people there are, the better the food is.
It is a pedestrian street, and everyone votes with their feet.
When we arrived at Baoheju, it seemed that almost all the businesses nearby were cleared out.
However, the merchants at the booths did not look sad. Instead, they excitedly joined the crowded crowd.
They have gained experience in the past few days. The more people Baoheju attracts, the more advantages they gain.
Because Baoheju doesn’t sell much at all, they only make two dishes every day.
One portion will be made on site in small portions for lucky audiences to taste for free, and the other portion will be auctioned, and the audience will be invited to the Yunhai VIP Restaurant to enjoy a customized meal.
After finishing all this, Baoheju can only wait until the next day.
Those who have tasted the delicious food at Baoheju seem to have a great appetite for some reason, and often disperse to several nearby businesses to feast.
He kept praising the food while eating, which made several chefs think that he was a hired helper hired by their boss.
At this time, a tall and thin young man speaking Cantonese was standing next to a short and fat man with sunglasses and a mustache.
They were drinking tea on the balcony of the hot spring villa near the food street, looking towards Baoheju.
"Mr. Yamazaki, that's the grand occasion of Baoheju. I heard that they developed a new dish this time and the response was very good."
The mustache-faced man shook his head and smiled, speaking Mandarin that was more standard than the tall, thin middle-aged man's: "Why, are you guys at Feng Jingxuan feeling the pressure?"
"As China's first and once the only Michelin-starred Chinese restaurant, you now have a new competitor."
Hearing this, the young man smiled jokingly, "Mr. Yamazaki, you're joking. We at Fengjingxuan have been operating for many years, and we've never lacked competitors."
"Haha, that was because no other place could compete with you for first place before, but now Po Wo Court can. You're in Hong Kong, and Po Wo Court is in Sky Ocean, which is a perfect match for your business of constantly innovating."
Yamazaki, who had a mustache, took a puff of his large cigar and said with a forced smile, "Mr. Chen, your delicacies are very different from our fruits. If you don't keep up with the trends, it's easy to fall behind."
"Even for us fruit growers, we still have to come up with new tricks and gimmicks. Now that Baoheju has been awarded a Michelin star, it's like taking away your biggest gimmick!"
Hearing this, Chen Enming's face froze.
He is the young master of HK Feng Jingxuan.
This time I was also invited to participate in the food festival, but only as a judge.
The man with the mustache next to him is from the island country, named Yamazaki Kiyomizu, and is a newly emerging fruit merchant in the island country.
He was originally a professor at the Faculty of Agriculture and Life Sciences at the University of Tokyo, but later went into business.
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