Bi Yue invested a lot of effort in the hotel this time.
From the overall decoration of the restaurant.
From the small details like the rotating light logo design next to the big words "Taste the Northeast" to the painting design next to the dining table.
She used stones to piece together the Northeastern dialect: Gaha, what's the matter, what to eat, etc.
The renovation costs of "Taste of Northeast" in the 1980s were finally settled at a high of 6,700 yuan, nearly twice Bi Yue's psychological price, which was equivalent to buying another house.
But she is who she is. When she sets her mind to doing something, she is willful and serious.
After all the decoration and cleaning was completed, I have to say that this restaurant was extremely exquisite at that time.
So after it opened, it wasn't people from Northeast China who came here most often, but young people who liked something new loved to eat here.
Bi Yue chose to abandon the popular farm style of Northeastern cuisine in the past and chose the simple and avant-garde design style of later generations.
Wooden partitions, floor ceilings, stair railings, and antique carved lampshades.
When buying tables and chairs, she also tried to choose round tables and four-person tables as much as possible, and waved her hand and ordered the waiter: There must be a lot of space between tables.
Zhao Dashan said at the time that the place was wasted and shook his head at Bi Yue.
However, Bi Yue insisted on catering to the northerners’ love of dining together, eating food with big mouthfuls, drinking wine with loud voices and being generous and open-minded.
She said, "Don't make it too crowded. It feels small and homely."
So today, when the restaurant was about to open and set off firecrackers, Chef Fan and his apprentice were also slightly stunned.
After a moment of hesitation, Master Fan stroked his beard and praised Zhao Dashan:
"Although it's not as good as the banquets my grandfather held at his lord's house, it's not embarrassing for me to come here. I feel comfortable saying a few words while offering incense to him. The decoration is in line with the word 'private kitchen'. It's different and has a sense of meticulous craftsmanship."
Master Fan's apprentice Xiao Li looked down at the price list and was shocked.
I was wondering, it must be a private dish, but the price is so... ridiculous.
How could Bi Yue, who had put so much thought into the restaurant, not come on the opening day?
Although she was very annoyed, distressed, and under a heavy psychological burden...
Bi Yue got off her bicycle and stood not far from the restaurant, looking at the big black words "Taste the Northeast" with gold edges and the plaque half covered by red silk, and hesitated to move forward.
She hadn't figured anything out at all and just came here in a hurry.
It is said that people only betray their inner selves at critical moments.
The day before yesterday, yesterday, and today when Bi Yue was in class at school, she looked calm and composed.
But at this moment, she was about to meet Liu Yafang and Bi Tiegang again. She was extremely conflicted and thought to herself:
Will her mother show up? Will she speak then?
What if her mother ignored her and started cursing? Would she save face for herself and fight back, or would she save face for her mother in front of others?
What if her mother couldn't handle it like before and spoke to her in a nice tone?
Bi Yue shook her head.
cannot!
Also, what expression should she make when she sees her father?
In front of outsiders, did she act as if nothing had happened? Or did she keep her distance from them without saying a word?
Bi Yue took a deep breath.
After thinking about it over and over again, I felt conflicted and felt that no matter what I did, I would be embarrassed.
She mechanically locked the car and pushed open the door of the hotel.
Until she saw Bi Tiegang, she still had no idea...
Bi Tiegang was dressed respectably today.
He was wearing a jacket, blue-black trousers with lined trousers, and leather shoes, but the white stubble on half of his head made him look a little old.
Bi Tiegang was squatting on the ground, opening the black plastic bag containing firecrackers. When he looked up, he saw his runaway daughter and asked:
"Why are we out of school just now? Doesn't class end at 11:30?"
Bi Yue looked at Bi Tiegang, who was looking at her as usual. Her throat seemed to be blocked. She paused for a few seconds before replying, "Yeah."
"Sister? Why are you slower than me?" Bi Sheng peeked at Bi Yue from the kitchen while holding a bowl of rice.
"Ah? Ah."
My daughter has a cold face, oh!
Bi Tiegang looked fine on the surface, hiding the discomfort in his heart.
He pointed at the firecrackers on the ground and was about to ask if five thousand were enough when Ge Yufeng came out from the kitchen in front and Liu Yafang came behind, along with two people carrying basins of water and rags.
Zhao Dashan, dressed in a suit, also entered the restaurant. Behind him, Dai Hanfei was talking to Bi Cheng, whom he had just met after school.
Bi Cheng looked at his sister's back, said nothing, and turned to look at the wall.
Dai Hanfei was about to call Bi Yue when Zhao Dashan pulled her back.
Liu Yafang stared at Bi Yue, but Bi Yue tilted her head and looked at the waiters who were wiping the tables, avoiding her.
Liu Yafang, who was still suffering from a cold, pushed Bi Sheng, who was half blocking her way.
"Hurry in and eat. After you set off the firecrackers, go to school. You'll be everywhere!"
Bi Yue pointed at a few waiters:
"Everyone, sit there. I'll say a few words. After we set off the firecrackers, we'll officially open for business..."
Liu Yafang suddenly said to Bi Yue, "Let's talk about those useless things later. Hurry up and go into the house to eat."
"Every time a customer orders food, you must first introduce our signature dishes..."
Liu Yafang looked at Bi Yue who was sitting there pretending not to hear with anger in her eyes.
Anyone in the restaurant could sense that something was amiss.
…
The last time we opened a business, we just set up a stand and started operating quietly. We even got the business license later.
This time, there were many people standing at the door when setting off firecrackers. Bi Yue listened to the crackling sound of firecrackers with an expressionless face and no sense of satisfaction in her heart.
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