What's more, even if this thing can barely be counted as one, the situation is still the same.
Such a big restaurant can’t just rely on a bowl of chicken soup and a cup of tea, right?
You have to know that Michelin restaurants have to accept 12 unannounced inspections by anonymous reviewers every year. If the other dishes are too different, they will be downgraded in a minute.
"Alright, alright, keep up the good work! I still have high hopes for you, but this unannounced visit ends here. Let's talk about the upcoming food festival."
"Okay!"
…
After seeing off his old classmate Yang Wei, Guan Yu thought about it again and again, then called Zhao Xiaoyang.
The latter is currently collecting duck eggs by the pond.
"What's the matter, Brother Guan, are we out of chicken again?"
"Not yet, but it's almost there. I've received a few guests in the past few days, so there are only two left."
"Xiaoyang, you have to help me raise a few more chickens. At this rate, the demand will definitely increase."
"Ha, I can't guarantee that. Anyway, I promised you four a month, no less. I can't make more."
Zhao Xiaoyang curled his lips.
Guan Yu could only sigh.
Yang Wei also said before that the reason why chicken soup was selected for Michelin is due to the quality of the black-feathered chicken itself.
If the cultivation of this kind of high-end food is expanded, the quality will definitely decline.
What this guy doesn't know is that Zhao Xiaoyang wants to expand production, but he can only release ten in three or four weeks, which is the limit.
"Oh well!"
Guan Yu followed up with a persistent question: "Xiaoyang, don't you have a lot of local specialties in Lao Nanshan? Can you help me see if there are any good ones, preferably on the same level as the black-feathered chicken?"
"As long as the product is good, money is not a problem!"
In Guan Yu's opinion, the excellent quality of Zhao Xiaoyang's black-feathered chickens may be related to the breeding environment.
He naturally thought it was because of Lao Nanshan, so he couldn't help but ask.
"Yes, maybe it's even more awesome than the black-feathered chicken."
"Ah? Really?"
Guan Yu couldn't help but show joy on his face: "What is it?"
"I also have a few ducks, and they just laid some eggs. Would you like some?"
Guan Yu was immediately upset: "Eggs... I still have some here. I brought back fifty last time, and now I still have twenty left."
Green-shelled eggs are green-shelled eggs. Now Zhao Xiaoyang is talking about duck eggs, and he is not very interested.
"You don't want it, then?"
"It's not that I don't want to, it's just... I'll try it next time I go back."
Guan Yu naturally wouldn't say anything final.
Not to mention Zhao Xiaoyang’s own duck eggs, he even ate a lot of cherries from their village!
"Sure, come when you have time."
Zhao Xiaoyang smiled indifferently, then took out a jar of pickled vegetables and prepared to pickle some salted duck eggs for himself.
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