Traveling through the Eighth Five-Year Plan: Starting from selling fruit at a stall

Luo Wu was the first chef Ling Yue recruited, and he introduced the other two.

The three of them worked together, and at 10:30 in the morning, they had already cooked all of today's meals.

It's just that they waited and waited until 11:30, but no one came, so they couldn't sit still, so they had to ask Shi Jiajia to come and ask.

"Miss Boss, why are you back? Can't this dish be served today?"

Ling Yue shook her head: "The guests haven't arrived yet, so we can only wait."

Ling Xiaohua was also a little anxious.

She has worked in the hotel for so long, and she has always collected the deposit before starting to prepare the dishes for the banquet.

In the past, as long as someone booked a banquet, they would come to the hotel early and wait.

Today, except for a few tables of individual customers, no one showed up for the so-called big order.

Seeing that it was 12:30, Ling Xiaohua lost her composure and asked, "Sister, do you think they will forget?"

It must have been forgotten, otherwise they must have come long ago.

She looked helplessly at the gate, but although there were people coming and going at the gate, there was no big wave of guests coming.

She said to herself, finding a way for herself: "Maybe something has delayed you?"

Ling Xiaohua was a little frustrated, but she had no other choice but to wait.

This waited until two o'clock in the afternoon.

It's two o'clock, and the peak dining period has passed. Occasionally, one or two individual customers will come in, and there is no sign of each other at all.

In the evening, when Wang Zhaoyang and Ji Zhongqiu came back from the clothing store, they saw Ling Xiaohua sitting at the front desk wiping tears, Ling Yue with a blank face, and the waiters in the store were so arrogant that they didn't dare to take a breath, either sitting or standing in the hall .

Even Ling Changqing was sitting on the chair, his face as dark as the bottom of a pot.

Ling Qingfeng and Wang Zhaoyang looked at each other and asked, "Dad, Mom, what's the matter? Why do you all have such expressions?"

It was fine if he didn't ask, but when he asked, Ling Xiaohua's tears couldn't stop falling down.

"It's all my fault. I took a banquet that day, but today they didn't even show up."

Ling Qingfeng said anxiously: "Xiaohua, didn't you say that you charged the other party 500 yuan that day?"

Ling Xiaohua nodded and said, "He was charged 500 yuan."

This is a banquet worth more than 2000 yuan for 500 tables. If it is done well, they can earn [-] yuan.

As for the deposit of 500 yuan that the other party handed over, I have already bought vegetables in the past two days.

It's not counted after the spending is over, and a lot of money has been deposited to go in, and now the weather is hot and there are so many dishes, they haven't come over, and the refrigerator in the back kitchen hasn't been bought yet, so all the ingredients are wasted.

After hearing what Ling Xiaohua said, Ling Qing said in a very bad manner: "How can I say you are good, why didn't you leave a call back then!"

Ling Xiaohua was even more aggrieved: "I asked, but he said that they hold banquets in the village and there is no telephone in the village. What can I do?"

Ling Yue patted Ling Xiaohua, and said to Ling Qingfeng: "Qingfeng, Xiaohua is already feeling very uncomfortable after this kind of thing happened, so please don't say a few words. Besides, things have already happened, what we have to do now is Minimize the damage instead of pointing fingers."

Wang Zhaoyang frowned: "How many dishes are there in the kitchen?"

Luo Wu said: "The guests didn't come, we didn't dare to move, they were all piled up in the kitchen."

It's still cooked.

If not cooked, these dishes can be used tomorrow.

But the problem now is that not only did the other party fail to show up, but the dishes for the thirty tables had already been prepared, and losses were inevitable.

Wang Zhaoyang came to the back kitchen to take a look, but the chopping board and the steamer were full of dishes that the other party ordered.

The more he looked at it, the more his heart ached, and he muttered to himself, "It's a pity to lose so many dishes."

Ling Yue sighed: "Yes, it's really a pity to fall down."

Mother Ling said with anger on her face, "When we were in our hometown, our vegetables could still be put in the well, but now there is no well here..."

"Okay, old lady, just stop talking." Ling Changqing interrupted her, "This is a city, where is the well?"

"Even if there is a well, there is no rush now."

"Master Luo, how would you deal with this situation before?"

Luo Wu said: "We used to keep them in the freezer, or use running water to keep them fresh."

"Use running water to keep fresh?" Ling Yue frowned, she had never heard of this method, "Does it work?"

"Yes, there is, but it has to be reheated the next day, and the taste must be better than freshly made."

Luo Wu looked at these cooked dishes and said regretfully, "But these unprocessed semi-finished products can still be used tomorrow."

Ling Yue nodded, "Then let's try it first, keep these semi-finished products first, and then talk about them. As for the ready-made ones, if they break tomorrow, we will throw them all away."

In order to reduce the loss, Ling Yue has no other better way, but can only be a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

But the ideal is full, but the reality is very skinny.

It was only after they actually operated that they realized that there were too few faucets in the back kitchen.

Although they have enough pots, there are too few faucets, and there is no way to immerse all the vegetables in running water.

"Xiaohua, how many rooms do we still have to rent out today?"

Ling Xiaohua said: "Today there are less than ten."

"Close the door and put up the sign that the guest room is full." Ling Yue made a decisive decision, "Let's deal with these dishes first."

"Sister, can this work?"

"Whether it works or not, we can only do this."

With Ling Yue's order, everyone started to act.

The semi-finished products were placed in the kitchen, and they brought out a few cooked dishes for dinner.

Although everyone ate with their stomachs open, they only ate three tables of dishes at most, and there were still 27 tables of dishes left unfilled.

Ling Yue really didn't want to waste it, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he said, "I have a solution. In this way, except for those who have to get up early tomorrow morning, the rest will follow me."

Everyone didn't understand what Ling Yue was going to do, but she opened the back door of the kitchen and let Xiao Jun drive the light truck over.

"Everyone move these dishes to the car, let's send love."

Send love?
Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, not understanding what kind of medicine was sold in Ling Yue's gourd.

"Move a few more sets of tables and stools. Let's divide into two groups. One way goes to Qingpu University, and the other way goes to the night market with me. I can't believe it. We can still throw all these dishes in our hands."

Hearing what Ling Yue said, Wang Zhaoyang was the first to react: "Xiaoyue, I understand, your method is wonderful!"

Everyone didn't know why, but since the proprietress said so, they had to follow suit.

After moving all the dishes to the car, Ling Yue told Xiao Jun: "It's still early, let's go to university first."

"it is good."

Xiao Jun drove the car to the gate of Qingpu University and stopped. Ling Yue asked them to move the table down and put the dishes on the table one by one.

"Xiaohua, you and Qingfeng brought a few people here to shout, and said that Hongyuan Hotel sent love and free food for everyone."

Ling Xiaohua was taken aback: "Sister, we still have so many dishes here, do you really want to do this?"

The cost of these dishes is more than 1000 yuan. Ling Yue will give it away if he wants to?