The Northern Stories of Chef Lao Tan

Chapter 391 My Son Grows Up Eating Hundred Foods

Zhang Xiangdong has been working alone for a year, and his business was good at the beginning. Later, due to the loss of personnel and product adjustments, the business declined a lot, but generally speaking, it is still good so far, neither losing money nor making money.

At first, the customers thought it was still the Ah Qiao branch, but the name was changed, and the taste of the dumplings remained the same, and the health wine was also available, so they came here often.

After three months, the effect will appear. First, the health wine is gone, and those who like to drink a few sips will not come.Then some chefs switched jobs one after another, some returned to Ah Qiao, and some went to other restaurants. The original taste of the dishes could not be maintained, and some customers were lost.

Of course, if there is loss, there will be gain. This is inevitable.

The most important thing is dumplings. Aqiao no longer supplies dumpling stuffing and dumpling noodles. Zhang Xiangdong paid a lot of money to hire a stuffing master from Harbin Dumpling City, planning to build his own brand.

The brand is not so easy to build, it takes time, and the customers have to have a process of adaptation, so there is a sharp decline in business.

The decline in business and the loss of personnel caused Zhang Xiangdong to lose his ambition at the beginning, and he did not say where Ah Qiao opened on the first day of the new year.

Having said that, he is young and arrogant, and he feels that there is nothing wrong with being a marketer or a restaurant.Don’t you know that running a market and running a restaurant are two different things, the market is only one aspect, and running a restaurant needs to consider all aspects, in addition to the details of management, products, purchase, return, and return, you also need to have a heart, and if you don’t have a heart, nothing can happen.

Secondly, he felt that his wife, Qin Lili, was a professional in human resources and managed people. It would be fine to manage the restaurant. This was also a problem of his confusion.Those who are human resources can manage people, but they may not be able to manage; they can train, but they may not be able to lead troops.This is the main reason for staff turnover.

The hotel is like this, if the staff is unstable, the product quality will not be stable, if the product quality is unstable, it will not be able to retain customers, and it is useless to hire more capable masters. Huangpu is a matter of time.

Lao Tan didn't want to reveal his identity, he thought it was good, but it might be embarrassing if he did.

He said: "I know, it's the first day of the new year, it's famous, and the dumplings are delicious."

"It's delicious, but it's not as good as Aqiao." Zhang Xiangdong's cousin said, "My brother used to work for Aqiao, the manager of the marketing department, and he started doing it himself last year."

"Oh, really?" Old Tan said.

"Not only him, but my sister-in-law also worked at Aqiao, the manager of the human resources department. The couple wanted to start a business, so they came out of Aqiao to do it alone."

"Isn't it good? Business is very good on the first day of the new year."

"It was good at the beginning, but not now, lack of management."

Cousin Zhang Xiangdong pointed out the problem straight to the point, which aroused Lao Tan's interest, and asked: "Why is there still a lack of management? Don't you say that your brother is in the market, and your sister-in-law is in human resources?"

"The two of them are too professional, that's why they didn't manage them. They both feel that they can do it on their own, and manage according to their own professionalism, one-sided." Zhang Xiangdong's cousin opened the conversation, "My brother and his wife graduated from travel service, and they are excellent students. I I applied to the university they attended just because of their advice, but my major is not the same as theirs, I am business management."

"If you study business management, you can help with management," Lao Tan said.

"I don't need it. Besides, I just graduated, and my internship is okay. I don't know how to manage it directly. I want to apply for a job at Aqiao. His house is well managed and I can learn a lot."

"Go back and help your brother after studying?"

"Not necessarily. It's better for the two brothers not to work together. It's okay if it's good. If it's not good, it's not as good as the people on both sides."

"It's true." Old Tan couldn't help but look at Zhang Xiangdong's cousin with admiration. "I'll give you some advice. The way of management lies in people first. If people do a good job and do it right, half of the management is done. Being a man is a skill, management is a law, and a man is not a man. Regular law doesn’t work, it’s the same as people’s irregular shadows.”

"Brother is a master." Cousin Zhang Xiangdong said with a thumbs up.

"An expert doesn't dare to be an expert. It's all experience in making losses. It's just for reference."

It was evening when we returned to the provincial capital, the sun was setting, and the afterglow of the setting sun dyed the western sky red.Under the sky, stretches of high-rise buildings gradually dimmed to the point of blur.

After getting off the Santaizi expressway, Lao Tan honked the bell to say goodbye, Zhang Xiangdong's cousin responded behind, and the two cars separated at the intersection and left.

Lao Tan went home to cook for his son first, and Lin Yan called in the morning to say that he was on a business trip to Harbin. Three days later, he had to take care of the child.

After the meal was ready, my son came back. During the meal, Zhang Li called and said that Yanhua had given birth to a big fat boy who weighed two pounds and had a caesarean section. Both mother and child were safe.

Zhang Li was very excited, as if she had given birth to a baby.

Lao Tan was also very happy and asked Zhang Li to congratulate Yanhua and Lao Deng on his behalf.

"Your godmother gave birth to a fat boy, and you have a little brother." Old Tan said to his son.

"That's right, I'm an older brother." The son said happily, and then asked, "Dad, can I go and have a look?"

"Not now, your godmother is in the hospital, besides, the little brother is still young after birth, and when the full moon is over, Dad will take you with him."

The son was a little disappointed, but then he remembered what made the disappointment go away, and said, "Dad, I gave Ruoxi my mother's unused mobile phone. Her mobile phone doesn't work well, it's an old-fashioned one."

"Oh, you two are doing well now?" Old Tan asked.

"It's okay—I sometimes go to her house to play. Her house is not far from the basketball court. The Evergrande one. I go there to play basketball every Sunday. It costs ten yuan for two hours." The son said.

Obviously, what his son said later about playing basketball was an explanation. He didn't say that Ruoxi always went to watch him play basketball.

Lao Tan didn't say anything, just smiled and said: "If Xi studies well, you can learn from others."

"I've learned it, just read her notes now."

"That's good."

"She took clear notes, catching up with the study committee of my class, better than hers."

"Then you should study hard."

"Sometimes my mother brings things back from work and asks me to deliver them to Aunt Yingzi," said the son.

"What are they?" Old Tan asked.

"Chicken wings, chicken legs, prawns, and steaks are all quick-frozen, as well as glutinous rice balls and chaos."

"Our family can't eat those, so we can send them away."

The son nodded, took a bite of his meal, and asked, "Dad, can the scar on Aunt Yingzi's face be removed?"

"It should be possible --- I guess it won't be completely removed, no matter how good it is, there will be traces." Old Tan said.

"Her scars are quite scary—I'm not afraid now, I always look at them. Aunt Yingzi's buns are delicious, and the dumplings are also good. I'm almost catching up with Aunt Hong."

Wang Hong is older than Lao Tan, and her son calls her Aunt Hong.

"Have you eaten it?" Old Tan asked.

"Always eat. Aunt Yingzi works early and gets off work at three in the afternoon. Whenever she makes buns and dumplings, she asks Ruoxi to call me."

Old Tan laughed and said, "You're almost free."

"No way, who told me to grow up eating Baijiafan."

The son's words brought back Lao Tan's memories of his son's childhood, but it's not a big deal, his son did grow up eating a lot of food.He was away from home, Lin Yan went to work, and his son came home from school without adults.At that time, I was living in the compound, and my son was very popular. The neighbors, upstairs and downstairs, would call him over to eat when their meal was ready.

The one who eats the most is Brother Li's next door, not to mention every day, it's almost the same, and sometimes he sleeps there.

Now my son has a good relationship with Brother Li and Sister-in-law Li. Once Sister-in-law Li cooks something delicious, she habitually calls her son to eat.If Brother Li rushes to drink on Sunday, he will always try to get his son to go.

My son and Brother Li talked a lot together, from basketball to football and volleyball, and then turned to other sports, and finally ended with international affairs.

"Master, I won't participate in international affairs, I'm still young," said the son.

"You also need to understand international affairs. You don't need to take current affairs and politics when you are admitted to university. You have to care about it now." Brother Li was persuasive and persuasive, and the father and father broke the topic and started chatting about other things.

(End of this chapter)