Rebooting the Peak Years of 1985

Chapter 269 So Delicious

Nanming City Center Park.

"Kunlun Catering has opened another branch. This Kunlun Catering is really not afraid of boiling water."

"I had forgotten about Kunlun Restaurant during this period and thought they had closed down. Unexpectedly, they opened another branch."

"They can't compete with Fugui Restaurant. Sooner or later they will have to close down."

People exercising were in small groups, chatting about the hottest gossip in Nanming City recently, which was that Kunlun Restaurant did not close down, but actually opened another branch amid the crackdown.

Similar scenes have been staged in many places in Nanming City. After all, Kunlun Catering has become a household name in Nanming City after one year of development.

Coupled with the recent sudden rise of Fugui Participation and its crazy siege to seize customers, Kunlun Catering's opening of a branch is naturally hot news.

In the central store, the ingredients and ingredients purchased by Daguang from Yun Province were delivered in large quantities.

Chen Huajiang is preparing hot pot base ingredients in the store, which is a vital core of a hot pot restaurant.

Whether the hot pot is delicious or not, the base and ingredients are divided into half.

Relying on the memory of later generations, Chen Huajiang still spent a whole day preparing the hot pot base ingredients.

The next day, Kunlun Restaurant Haidilao Chain Center Store.

Heihu, the Niu brothers, and factory directors with good relationships were all invited here by Chen Huajiang.

"Boss Chen, I say you are really persistent. How much money can this restaurant make, why bother fighting with it?"

Niu Guanjun pouted, unable to understand Chen Huajiang's choice.

In his eyes, restaurants are nothing compared to the transportation market, and there is no need to mess around.

"No, Fugui Catering is an old brand in the south. It is said that my ancestors have been in the catering business for two generations. Why do you have to compete with the other party?"

The director of the textile factory nodded to Hongyang in agreement and said analytically.

"Xiao Chen is still too young, and young people want too much face. Listen to your elder brother and me to persuade you, don't care about Fugui Catering, you will be the one who will suffer if this continues. Let me tell you, look back in a few years, and you will know what you are doing today. It's all so childish."

Zhao Sanquan from the steel wire factory also talked about his so-called life experience while smoking a cigarette.

Following everyone's words, everyone also agreed, feeling that Chen Huajiang's behavior was simply unreasonable.

However, Chen Huajiang ignored them and was busy in the kitchen.

Soon, he came out carrying a mandarin duck pot.

At present, this kind of mandarin duck pot is not available on the market. Chen Huajiang welded it himself.

Half of the spicy red oil, half of the clear soup pot bottom.

"What is this? Soup?"

"Isn't it? I said, Boss Chen, you are working too hard. Can you drink this thing?"

"Boss Chen, please tell us. Did you call us over for dinner today, or did you want this thing to poison us?"

No one had ever seen the hot pot base before. They all thought it was soup when they saw it for the first time. Everyone looked ugly and couldn't figure out what to do with it. They even joked that Chen Huajiang was trying to harm them.

It was Heihu who gave him face, and he was an acquaintance after all. He took a spoon and scooped up a spoonful of spicy soup base, and finally took a sip.

"Groove, my tongue!"

"What kind of ghost soup is this? It's so spicy to me."

Heihu only took a sip, and his expression changed due to the spicy food, and he put down the spoon and dared not give Chen Huajiang any more face.

He regretted it in his heart. If he continued to give face, it would cost him his life.

"Ahem, this is not soup."

"Wei Lanhua, bring all the dishes."

Chen Huajiang rolled his eyes at Heihu, and while untying his apron, he ordered Wei Lanhua.

A trolley was pushed over, filled with hot pot ingredients.

"This stuff is the base. The way to eat it is like this. You can cook it yourself and eat it."

"You're welcome, just put in whatever ingredients you like and cook them yourself."

Chen Huajiang got a plate of mutton rolls, put them in, and told them how to eat hot pot.

As for the dipping sauce, I put it aside in a small plate and explained it to everyone.

"Uh, is this still a restaurant? Then what does a chef do? Get paid for nothing?"

Heihu put the bean sprouts into the bottom of the clear soup pot and looked at Chen Huajiang strangely and asked.

In his mind, how could a restaurant not have a chef?How can any restaurant allow guests to cook their own meals?
"Without a chef, wouldn't Fugui Catering's main focus be on chef Niubi? Are all the chefs paid a lot of money to put on a show?"

"Then I, Chen Huajiang, will do the opposite and build a restaurant without a chef. In other words, the diners are the chefs."

"Please give us your opinions later and see if it works."

Chen Huajiang smiled slightly and explained to Heihu.

Following his words, everyone rolled their eyes, thinking that Chen Huajiang was being ridiculous.

Or maybe I was suppressed so much by Fugui Catering during this period that my spirit was a little abnormal.

Is a restaurant without a chef still called a restaurant?The idea that everyone is a chef is not reliable at first sight.

But in the end, they are all partners. Everyone is disdainful in their hearts, but it is difficult to say so directly on the surface.

But neither of them have much appetite, so they become chefs themselves?Both of us know our own cooking skills. Can we eat what we cook?

But soon, as the hotpot dishes were cooked, a slap in the face happened.

"Well, this mutton tastes good."

Heihu took out the mutton rolls that Chen Huajiang had cooked earlier, dipped it in some sesame sauce and took a bite, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

Everyone rolled their eyes, thinking that this was Black Tiger trying to flatter Chen Huajiang again.

"Holy crap, what's that look in your eyes, Ox Champion? Am I, Heihu, that kind of person?"

"Come on, come on, have a taste. If you don't taste, you have no right to speak!"

The Bull Champion was sitting across from Black Tiger, and he could clearly see his eye-rolling behavior, which made Black Tiger feel uncomfortable on the spot.

"Then I'll have a taste."

Niu Guanjun was also a little embarrassed. He rolled his eyes and was caught straight, so he picked up the mutton roll and dipped some oil in his mouth casually.

"This - it tastes really good. Come and try it."

Under the attention of everyone, the cattle champion's eyes also lit up, and then he put another tofu slice into the dipping sauce.

"real or fake?"

"Niu Champion, you don't know how to sing double reeds with Heihu?"

"Let me try it, is it really that delicious?"

As they spoke, everyone started to try it one after another, holding out their chopsticks one by one.

As soon as I ate it, I immediately knew that the Black Tiger Wagyu Champion was not lying, and it tasted really good.

"good to eat!"

"Well, this tastes really good."

"It's delicious. I put the duck intestines in. Try them all."

Soon everyone started eating, each one picking up food quickly.

Gradually, I even learned the dipping sauce by myself.

Zhao Sanquan, after changing several dipping sauces, thought that the leek dipping sauce was the most delicious, while Xiang Hongyang liked the coriander dipping sauce the most.

"Shake the food, wash the food, the food is gone!"

"Hey, who ate the potatoes I just poured in? I didn't eat any of them."

"It's not wrong. I poured a plate of duck blood and ended up eating a piece of it myself. Stop trying to rob it. I'll get angry if anyone tries to rob it again!"

Everyone ate happily, and soon let go of their arms and ate wildly. All the dishes in the dining car were put into the hot pot one by one by everyone.

Both of them were captured by the delicious hot pot, and they both had a big belly until they finished eating.

"how?"

Chen Huajiang was the most restrained, only eating one six-point meal.

(End of this chapter)