Although he made money, Ye Zhiqiu felt a little panicked. Did he make the fried chicken leg too delicious?
If I really become one of the many customers, will my dream of retirement life be shattered?
Shaking off the thoughts in his mind, Ye Zhiqiu laughed at himself. Spending dozens of dollars on a meal is still relatively rare in Hong Kong!
And if you want to eat all-you-can-eat fried chicken, you need a lot of money. Although there are many rich people, not everyone can eat like this, right?
Ye Zhiqiu fried the chicken legs and chicken racks, brought them to the table, opened a bottle of beer, and then took a bite of the chicken leg. Then someone else came in!
They were two middle-aged men with slicked-back hair. Judging from their formal attire, they were obviously employees of a big company!
The two looked at the stunned Ye Zhiqiu holding the huge chicken drumstick in his hand and said in surprise, "I love it! Such a huge chicken drumstick is indeed a palace secret! Brother Hao, let's make a reservation here tonight. Just thinking about drinking beer with such a huge chicken drumstick is so refreshing!"
"Not bad, not bad! I was thinking this new place, with such a grand sign and prices, must be something special! Just looking at this giant chicken drumstick, you can tell it's definitely different from other Western restaurants!"
"Boss, stop being so dazed. Bring us two copies of your signature dishes. If they taste good, we'd like to book your shop tonight and invite our colleagues over for a drink to celebrate my brother Hao's promotion to manager!"
Ye Zhiqiu was a little amused and could only force a smile and said, "Boss, the prices of my things are a bit high. If you want to take over the shop..."
The greasy-haired middle-aged man known as Brother Hao waved his hand and said, "Boss, I'm willing to pay two hundred yuan for the entire place from six to nine in the evening! There will be about twenty of my colleagues there, so you can calculate the food and beer and drinks as usual! Please serve two copies of the same dish first. If they taste good, we'll pay the deposit!"
Ye Zhiqiu calculated in her mind that it would be a waste if she didn't make this kind of money! A smile immediately appeared on her face and she said, "Okay, gentlemen, wait a moment. I'll make you some signature snacks right away!"
The two of them went to get two bottles of beer, opened them and clinked them together, then drank and chatted.
Ye Zhiqiu was busy frying something, listening to their conversation with his ears perked up.
"Brother Hao, you've also taken off this time. Don't forget me, your little brother, in the future!"
"Haha, that can't be. We are brothers who share weal and woe, and you are the one I value most in our department! Once I secure my position as manager, I will definitely push you to be a supervisor!"
"Thank you, Brother Hao, for remembering me. I'll toast you a bottle!"
Ye Zhiqiu was speechless. They had nothing to eat, but these two guys were drinking! However, judging by the happy smiles on their faces, they must have really been promoted and made a lot of money!
Since there was a customer who didn't care about the price, Ye Zhiqiu not only ordered two servings of everything, but also two servings of lemon chicken feet. It would be a steal if he didn't make a profit!
After the two of them ate the chicken drumsticks for a while, they happily gave Ye Zhiqiu a thumbs-up and said, "Boss, your cooking is excellent! It's truly worthy of being a secret recipe from the palace. This is the first time I've eaten such delicious fried chicken drumsticks!"
The man called Brother Hao took out his wallet and pulled out a five-hundred-Hong Kong dollar bill. He smiled and said to Ye Zhiqiu, "Boss, please take the deposit. I'll pay the rest later depending on how much you spend tonight. Please also prepare more food and beer so that we don't run out of food and drink."
Ye Zhiqiu smiled and said, "Don't worry, gentlemen. I have a cold storage not far away. I have as much frozen beer and soda as you need! I can also make as much fried chicken as you want. As long as the money is in place, I can supply you with a hundred people!"
"Haha, I'm relieved by what you said. We'll come around six o'clock. Please fry a batch in advance!"
"Don't worry, sir, there's absolutely no problem!"
After the two of them ate the chicken legs and tried some other things, they asked for take-out paper bags and took the food back for their colleagues to try so that they wouldn't worry about it being unsuitable.
After Ye Zhiqiu sent the guests away, he was able to continue drinking beer and eating fried chicken. After eating and drinking his fill, he began to take a nap.
There were no customers this afternoon, so Ye Zhiqiu waited until five o'clock, then hung up the sign outside to announce the closure, and began frying various things. He put them aside after frying, and by six o'clock, he had already fried nearly sixty portions of each. You have to know that the stove here can fry more than thirty portions of each item at a time!
He’s not afraid of over-frying, as his family doesn’t believe in health, so he brings some home for their midnight snacks!
So after everyone arrived, Ye Zhiqiu started to serve things. A large refrigerator was filled with beer and soda.
"Everyone, feel free to eat and drink as much as you want! Boss, you've worked hard, come and eat and drink with us!"
"Hey, when I fried some chicken for you earlier, I couldn't help but eat two chicken legs and drink two bottles of beer. Now I'm not going to eat anymore. I'm going to open the door for business. I better serve you first!"
"Boss, this chicken leg is so delicious! It's expensive for a reason!"
"That's right. Before I tried it, I thought it was too expensive. But now it tastes much better than Western food. No wonder it costs so much!"
Ye Zhiqiu was very pleased with the compliments. He said proudly, "I'm not exaggerating. Our secret palace fried chicken has never received a bad review since its creation! Even billionaires have praised it as a rare delicacy!"
He was not exaggerating, after all, Ye Tianya did not count, but his second uncle and third uncle had both made this evaluation, so he had the right to say this!
The boss, called Brother Hao, opened a bottle of beer for Ye Zhiqiu, clinked it together and said loudly, "Come on, let's toast to the boss and thank him for making such a delicious meal for us!"
Ye Zhiqiu happily drank half a bottle of beer with everyone. He was also a person who loved to be lively. Seeing that he drank generously, everyone toasted him frequently.
Ye Zhiqiu never refused a toast, and he drank as much as anyone offered! Not to mention that he could cheat, even if he didn't cheat, with his drinking capacity, he would be the kind of person who would drink on a beer crate!
"Boss, you can drink a lot!"
"Not bad, not bad. People in the underworld call him the drunkard who can't get drunk!"
"I don't believe it. Even though you look like a big drinker, it's a bit too much to drink. Let's blow it!"
"Come on then!"
A lot of food was eaten, basically all of it was finished. There were both men and women who came, and there were also two foreigners who spoke Cantonese!
This drinking contest made the two foreigners very excited and they started drinking together.
By nine o'clock, everyone was drunk! Brother Hao, the treater, actually stayed until the end. When the bill was settled, including the cost of booking the entire place and the lunch fee, the total consumption was 1,856 yuan. Ye Zhiqiu rounded off the amount and gave him 1,350 yuan.
Although the bill was high, the guests were very satisfied! The two foreigners, Haoge's boss, were also very satisfied with their drinks, so he paid the bill very happily.
Ye Zhiqiu overheard their conversation while drinking and learned about their jobs: they worked for an American company. Their monthly salaries were ridiculously high, all in US dollars. At least this Hao brother's monthly salary was US$800, which converted to HK$4,800!
So although the expenses this time were large, they were not beyond his reach.
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