Chapter 16 continues to be a hit.
Chapter 16 continues to be a hit.
Mr. Wang's shout seemed to have flipped a switch, and the store suddenly filled up with people.
It smells like fried dough sticks.
I want to use the bathroom.
They followed someone who came into the store.
I didn't get enough to eat yesterday, so I came here again today.
In short, by 12 o'clock, the store was full for the first time.
Every change Lu Yuan made to the restaurant attracted a group of people, who gathered together and created a buzz.
Popular restaurants tend to get even more crowded when there are more customers.
Restaurants with fewer customers will become even less popular, and discounts and promotions won't help.
In the kitchen, Lu Yuan's movements as he operated two stoves were so fast they were almost blurry.
Lu Jie paced anxiously to the side, asking, "Chef, when do I start cooking?"
Lu Yuan took a moment to sneer and said, "Eldest disciple, I admit that accepting you as my disciple yesterday was a bit rash, but your confidence has truly impressed me."
Logically speaking, children in rural areas should all know how to cook, so they should at least have some basic skills in chopping vegetables.
As a result, Lu Jie almost cut off his finger while chopping scallions in the morning, which gave Lu Yuan a fright.
After seeing Lu Jie's performance, both aunts were a little skeptical about whether what Wei Yinghong said yesterday was reliable.
Is this the standard of a kitchen staff member? How dare they pay 600?
It turns out that Lu Jie had never cooked before, and he only agreed to cook yesterday because he got carried away with the conversation. This is also why Uncle hesitated.
However, as Lu Ying sent the order slips into the kitchen one by one, Lu Yuan became a little overwhelmed.
After Lu Yuan demonstrated how to plate the mutton and lamb neck by hand once, Lu Jie took over the rest of the plating.
Fortunately, Lu Jie had done farm work since he was a child, so his hands were relatively steady.
After setting up several plates, he became more and more skilled.
What's even more remarkable is that he also knows to wipe the edges of the plates clean with a cloth after plating.
Lu Yuan hadn't taught him this, which made him quite relieved.
In fact, very few chefs in the kitchen actually perform this simple action.
Apart from restaurants that have strict requirements for the quality of their dishes, we often see soup on the edge of the plates when we eat out.
This is a sign of being attentive. If you are attentive in doing things, you will eventually succeed.
Just as everyone was busy at work, a man who looked exactly like Lu Changming walked slowly along the wall with his hands behind his back.
Lu Xue, who was holding a fried dough stick in one hand and a tree branch in the other, was about to get up to greet him when the man smiled and patted her head, indicating that she should continue eating the fried dough stick.
The visitor was none other than Lu Changzhi, the eldest uncle of the Lu family.
Lu Changzhi looked surprised when he saw the cars parked in front of the restaurant.
I was just about to go over to the oil vat to say hello to Wei Yinghong when I found that she was too busy to even look up.
Several more customers even came out of the restaurant and gathered around, waiting for their fried dough sticks.
Lu Changzhi also lifted the curtain and entered the restaurant, only to find it bustling like a market.
At a glance, most of the tables were surrounded by people.
The empty table was piled high with plates and bowls; Auntie and the others hadn't even had time to clear the table.
"Big sister, another bowl of rice!"
"Hey lady, another pound of lamb, please!"
"Second Aunt, the food is served!"
. . .
Auntie Er and Auntie Li were so busy that they lost control of their bodies and could only let the kitchen staff and customers dictate their actions.
Lu Changzhi was deeply shocked by what he saw.
When Lu Yuan's restaurant first opened, everyone came to warm up the atmosphere and help build up its popularity.
At first, there were still some people eating, but this didn't last long, and soon there were hardly any people eating.
At its lowest point, we could only serve one or two tables of customers a day, and business was extremely poor.
As Lu Yuan's eldest uncle, he and his second brother had discussed what would happen if the child's restaurant went out of business.
The money Lu Yuan's family borrowed should be delayed if possible; they absolutely must not be pressured to pay.
But today's scene was completely beyond his expectations; business was booming, comparable to Ma's Beef Noodles in town.
Lu Changzhi looked around the store with curiosity and found that many places had changed.
For example, this menu:
Stir-fried lamb 25 yuan/jin
Hand-pulled mutton 20 yuan/jin
Braised mutton 18 yuan/jin
Stir-fried pork 18 yuan/jin
Lamb neck 18 yuan/jin
Lu Changzhi was somewhat astonished. How could so many people come at such an expensive price?
If I spend twenty or thirty yuan on a meal, won't my wife beat me to death when I get home?
"Dad, you've come to inspect our work?"
Lu Jie had just poked his head out of the kitchen, ready to call Aunt Li to serve the dishes, when he saw Lu Changzhi staring blankly at the menu on the counter.
Lu Jie wasn't wearing a chef's uniform; he was still in his black employee uniform with the character "Lu" embroidered on his chest.
He was wearing a baseball cap backwards and a face mask on his face.
It looks a bit strange, but it also makes sense.
Lu Changzhi nodded to Lu Jie and said, "You go about your business, don't worry about me."
Seeing that no one was watching the front desk for a while, Lu Changzhi silently walked over and stood next to the front desk.
The front desk keeps the money there; if it gets lost, all our work will have been for nothing.
He has to help look after his own child's business.
"Uncle, what brings you here?" Lu Ying jogged to the kitchen to deliver the order form before having time to return to the front desk.
"Hello, checkout please!"
"Please wait a moment while I check the order with you."
Just as Lu Changzhi was about to reply, Lu Ying went back to her work at the cashier.
「您这边是2斤爆炒羊羔肉、1斤手抓羊肉、3碗米饭,一共73,收您70就好!」
"Alright, young lady, you're quite particular!"
"Welcome to visit again next time!"
Lu Changzhi was overjoyed to see that he had received 70 yuan from a single order.
He had seen the scene of people queuing up to pay at Ma Ji Beef Noodles in town, and they only charged 3, 5, or 7 yuan.
It was 1:30 p.m., and the lunch rush was slowly passing. Lu Changzhi watched as Lu Ying collected the money.
+70+80+150+35.
He calculated that he had collected several hundred yuan in just this short time.
Among the Lu brothers, he was the best off. His two sons were strong and capable, and were the first to buy a tractor. They walked with their heads held high in the village.
But today, when he arrived at Lu Yuan's restaurant, his understanding was completely overturned.
When most of the customers had left the shop, Second Aunt noticed Lu Changzhi standing there and immediately came over to greet him:
"Big brother, what brings you here?"
"I heard from Xiao Jie that the store is doing very well, so I came to check it out today."
Lu Jie had almost finished his work in the kitchen. He came to the front desk, took off his hat, revealing a wet head, and proudly swaggered around.
"Dad, I didn't lie to you, did I!"
Lu Changzhi nodded firmly: "You weren't lying this time, kid."
Lu Jie panicked: "Dad, when have I ever talked nonsense? You can't just say things like that!"
Lu Changzhi chuckled: "Then I'll call your brother over, and you can ask him?"
Lu Jie hurriedly waved his hand: "Don't call him anymore, he's been driving the tractor so hard these past few days, let him rest!"
"Dad, you saw how busy the restaurant was today, right? Please agree to let me learn to cook from Xiaoyuan!" Lu Jie immediately pressed his advantage while changing the subject.
At this moment, Lu Yuan also came out of the kitchen, dressed in a very neat white chef's uniform.
"Uncle, maybe you shouldn't agree. My brother Jie is better off driving a tractor!"
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