The full-level boss is going to escape the famine

Chapter 99 Customers Abuse Me Thousands of Times, I Treat Customers Like First Love

"My lord is right. Qin Ji owes his success to these fellows. Naturally, he must treat him kindly."

After Qin Zhi showed him the ceremony, she explained in a leisurely manner.

"That's it, then I don't see you processing money for them."

These days, Hejun Wang came to Qin Ji every day, and always stabbed Qin Zhi a few words in a strange way, Qin Zhi was used to it.

"I would like to join, but I'm afraid that breaking the rules will make it difficult for other shopkeepers."

Qin Zhi replied with a low-browed and pleasing expression.

He was at a loss for words with the king of the county.

Qin Ji's current wages are already very high, and the wages paid do not include board and lodging, but they still provide three meals a day and two meals a day, which has become the industry's salary ceiling.

"What will your lord use today?"

Qin Zhi didn't intend to really quarrel with this master, so she accepted it as soon as she saw it, and asked eagerly.

Since the opening of the noodle restaurant, Qin Zhi has set aside a part of the house as private rooms, and arranged a few side halls to receive some dignified people. It is unique, and of course it has to be arranged in places like the Flower Hall and the Conference Hall.

"Change to something new. If you eat fried food every day, you will get angry."

He Junwang frowned, looking impatient.

Qin Zhi secretly rolled her eyes, no one asked you to come every day, if you are so disgusted, don't come if you have the ability!
But the customer is God, and when I open the door to do business, I have to come up with the consciousness that the customer has abused me thousands of times, and I treat the customer like first love.

"There just happens to be a new dish, please try it out, my lord."

Qin Zhi asked someone to bring up two casserole pots.

"Why is it hot pot again?"

He came here every day with the king of the county, so he had already tasted Qin Zhi's small hot pot.

"The bottom of the pot is slightly different today."

This guy eats spicy food on the same level as Wei Yeliang, so he just tasted it, so he can only make it into clear soup.

"Chicken soup, fish soup, big bone soup, tell me, is there any new soup base?"

He Junwang said lazily.

Some are new soup bases!Tomatoes, mushrooms, fermented glutinous rice... There is nothing that can't be used as the bottom of the pot as long as you can't think of it!

"Today, try something home-cooked, porridge base."

"Porridge base?"

Prince He raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Look, how many are there?"

For you, as long as it is not an imperial meal, it is considered commonplace!

Qin Zhi's complexion remained the same, and she complained secretly.

However, why hot pot can become one of the most popular foods in later generations, its charm is indeed not something ordinary people can resist.

Qin Zhibei's dishes are also the most fresh and tender, but whenever there is time and space, she picks the best ones in the fresh food section of the supermarket, and only takes the best parts.

Crispy cabbage hearts, green lettuce, white lotus root, yellow sweet corn...

Seafood just out of the water, thinly sliced ​​beef and mutton, round fresh meatballs...

"First order some seafood to enhance the flavor."

Qin Zhi opened the lid of the casserole, and there was indeed snow-white rice soup inside, which had already boiled and was simmering on a low fire.

Shrimp, crabmeat, oysters and clams are the next wave. Qin Zhi didn’t intend to show off the exaggerated geoduck and lobster. It’s home-cooked anyway.

At most, it is made into shrimp slippery or the like, which is convenient to cover people's eyes and ears.

"This is so fishy!"

He Junwang looked disgusted, he didn't like to eat fish and shrimp, it was fishy and smelly, and it was easy to eat bones, fishbone and scales. These masters ate it, and if it got stuck in the throat or something, that would be a serious crime of beheading.

"Try it, it's a new dish."

Qin Zhi said softly, but the expression on his face was very intriguing, clearly an expression of "it depends on whether you dare to try".

He Junwang's teeth are itching again, why does he feel that Qin Zhi is hateful more and more, he speaks and does things in a strange way!
"Hmph, just try it!"

He made up his mind that if the food he ate made his stomach sick, Qin Zhi would be punished immediately.

"Don't blame me for not reminding you, if this makes me feel uncomfortable, I will take you as a question!"

"Ha ha."

Qin Zhi is not afraid of him, she has seen through it long ago, this kid is at best a paper tiger, he will put on airs, if he is really asked to do some ridiculous things like a dude, he may not be able to do it.

That's right, King Li's status is embarrassing, and he stays in the capital like a proton with the king of the county. Even if the queen mother protects him, he can't do anything wrong, and he still has to worry about King Li.

At most, it's like a child who hasn't grown up yet, or a child whose parents are not around, who wants to be arrogant but can't be arrogant.

In order not to react too much with the king, she still boiled some shrimp slips and fish fillets for him first. Naturally, these shrimp slips were made from live shrimps, and she dared not use chilled ones.

"Well, it looks like it's barely there."

The cooked shrimp meat is like blossoming white cotton, and the rice soup hangs on the meat, as if it has been thickened.

Any food, as long as it is thickened with cornstarch, it will be as delicious as it is added, and it will make people feel delicious inexplicably.

He Junwang was also a little surprised, and couldn't help but taste it.

Oh yo yo, this is incredible, he was a little shocked.

"Is this shrimp?"

"Exactly, you can try this fish fillet again."

"What's so strange about fish fillets, I'm tired of eating fish lips."

He Junwang looked disdainful, but with the taste of shrimp, he didn't resist so much, he took a piece of fish and put it into his mouth.

"Well……"

Subconsciously, he let out an admiration, but immediately realized that he couldn't give Qin Zhi this face, so he forcibly turned the admiration into a murmur.

Qin Zhicai didn't care what his expression was, she kept her hands on, pouring hot food into bowls one by one, and presented it to him.

"Is this an oyster? It's okay."

"Okay, let me try it!"

"For your sake, try it."

……

At the beginning, He Junwang was still a little stubborn, and deliberately said something that he didn't want to eat to show that he didn't like these foods very much.

But as Qin Zhi's two pots scalded more and more food at the same time, and each time she scalded very few ingredients, she either came with one or two slices of each item, or spread it in the bottom of the bowl, and it was barely enough to reach the mouth. Belly kind.

This made him eat very well, but it was a bit unsatisfying.

It wasn't until he was a little full that he realized that he had already eaten a lot, and Qin Zhi had already cooked seafood and sliced ​​meat, and was scalding those fresh and tender vegetables in the pot.

"My lord, use some vegetables to relieve the tiredness."

Hejun Wang put down his chopsticks and stopped eating, but seeing the green vegetable leaves in the bowl, he started to move his index finger again.

"The essence of this new way of eating hot pot is actually in this bowl of porridge."

Qin Zhishun filled half a bowl of soup and porridge, and put it in the hands of King Hejun.

There is a thin layer of oil floating on the rice porridge. It is the fusion of rice oil and food oil, and it is also mixed with the aroma of various foods. Looking at it, I can't help but want to drink a few mouthfuls first.

"Rice noodles are the best way to increase one's strength, please use a little less, my lord."

Qin Zhi's words made it impossible to refute, so he took a spoonful of it and ate it.

Well, this time, I tasted three bowls.

It's not that he can eat it, but that the bowl is too small, and there's not much porridge in it, less than half a bowl, He Junwang thinks so.

(End of this chapter)