After regaining my luck, I became a boss in the 80s

Chapter 285 Old Taotie

"Have you changed your cook?"

The questioner was an old man.

I come here quite frequently in the past few days. I don't say anything after I come, I just order food and leave after eating.

This was the first time that Uncle Wan was called for questioning.

"No!"

Uncle Wan looked confused.

Unexpectedly, after Uncle Wan denied it, the old man still shook his head stubbornly, "No, it must have been changed. I ate it as soon as I ate it!"

"Give me the contact information of the previous cook!"

Uncle Wan was dumbfounded and kept denying that their chef had not been changed.

He turned his head and saw that Gu Qiaoxi was a young girl, and his brows twisted again.

"There's no mistake!"

When Gu Qiaoxi heard what Uncle Wan said about this situation, she frowned and followed him to the front yard shop.

The old man was stubborn enough to say, "You can lie to me, but you can't lie to my tongue."

"You just need to give me the contact information of the previous chef in your store."

As soon as Gu Qiaoxi said these words, the old man frowned, "Don't call me old man, I'm not that old."

"You did it?"

The old man kept asking and couldn't find out his contact information, so he clamored to see their boss.

He is an older man.

"Are you the boss?"

"Then make me another portion of this shepherd's purse, shrimp, and tofu soup, or you will give me your money back!"

Before Gu Qiaoxi could speak, the old man waved his hand again, "Forget it, I don't want to know."

The old man's hair and beard were all white, his face was sullen, his mouth was pursed, and he looked serious.

Gu Qiaoxi had just heard Uncle Wan explain the situation. After listening, she said calmly: "Old sir, our store has not changed chefs. Are you mistaken?"

At this moment, Uncle Wan suddenly thought about it and interrupted abruptly: "Could this uncle be saying that you, boss, did it?"

There were more wild vegetables at this time, and shepherd's purse was fresh, so Gu Qiaoxi added this new soup to the menu.

"Old man..."

When they arrived at the front, Uncle Wan pointed at the person who had been talking about looking for their boss.

Uncle Wan went to find Gu Qiaoxi helplessly.

Uncle Wan remembered that the old man had been ordering this soup for the past few days since he came here. Gu Qiaoxi made it the past few days, and Liu Xingping made it today.

Gu Qiaoxi was silent for a moment, and the old man looked at Gu Qiaoxi with his appraising eyes.

Uncle Wan looked at Gu Qiaoxi and wanted to speak, but Gu Qiaoxi waved his hand and asked him to go ahead.

"Old sir, isn't this dish cooked by our chef delicious?"

The old man twisted his brows. After all, he didn't say it was not delicious out of conscience. However, he pointed at the dish and said, "It tastes wrong. It tastes different from the past few days. I have been eating in your store for so many days. You can't." Fool me like that."

Gu Qiaoxi spoke again: "Old sir, when we open a store and do business, we must be honest. Naturally, we will not fool people. But how can there be only one chef in a store? Even if it is the same dish, it may be the same. Made by different chefs.”

"But I want to ask the old gentleman, is the price of this dish made by our chef worth it?"

"That's not it!"

The old man's brows finally relaxed, "The money will not be refunded. If you make me another bowl of this soup, I will pay double the price. I want it made by the previous chef!"

I can’t believe she did this!
Gu Qiaoxi didn't care, and asked the old man, "Even if it's the same chef, it's impossible to make the same taste. Old sir, what should I do if what I cook doesn't suit my taste?"

The old man couldn't help blowing his beard, "That's not possible, I'm not an unreasonable person." Then he whispered in a low voice: "Besides, my tongue can tell if it was made by the same person. "

Gu Qiaoxi raised her eyebrows and agreed.

"alright, please wait!"

The old man watched Gu Qiaoxi walking towards the kitchen and murmured again: "Did this little girl really cook it before? It's impossible. Even the old chefs who have been working for decades don't have this skill. She is just a little girl..."

He murmured again and again, and looked at the soup again.

He picked up the spoon and wanted to take a few more sips, but thinking that there would be better tasting soup later, he put the spoon down again.

how to say?

Now this bowl of soup tastes good, but after drinking something better, there is a gap in his heart, and he wants to drink something better.

Gu Qiaoxi went to the kitchen. Liu Xingping probably also heard about this and frowned in thought.

Gu Qiaoxi called "Master" and Liu Xingping turned his head.

"What do you say to the guests outside?"

Gu Qiaoxi knew that Liu Xingping was feeling uncomfortable, and even his voice was a little unclear.

Gu Qiaoxi said: "He felt that the taste of today's shepherd's purse, shrimp and tofu soup was a little different from before, so he asked a few questions. This person... must be an old glutton!"

Otherwise, it would be impossible for ordinary customers to taste the difference in the dishes. After all, the taste is not much different.

Liu Xingping nodded, "How to deal with it? Make another one for him?"

The ambiguity in Liu Xingping's voice could no longer be heard.

Gu Qiaoxi opened her mouth, "He paid for a new order."

Of course Gu Qiaoxi would not lie to Liu Xingping about this kind of thing.

After a pause, he said: "Master, everyone has different tastes..."

Liu Xingping immediately waved his hand, "Alright, do I need you to persuade me? Go back to your work! Don't you see how busy the store is? As soon as that kid came back, you started to slack off!"

Gu Qiaoxi responded with a smile.

She thought too much about her master's temperament. Even if she felt a little uncomfortable when she first heard about it, it would soon ease up.

Gu Qiaoxi quickly made a shepherd's purse, shrimp and tofu soup, and she personally served it out.

When the old man saw her bringing the soup, he didn't say anything. He just frowned, raised his nose, and smelled the taste.

Maybe he smelled the right taste. The old man's brows widened. When he tasted the taste, he finally said: "This is it. I just said that the taste was not right before. If I come again in the future, this chef will cook it for me. Remember Bar?"

At this moment, he didn't seem to care who the cook was.

"If the old gentleman has any requests, our store will naturally try to accommodate them."

Although the old man was not satisfied with Gu Qiaoxi's roundabout answer, he finally got what he wanted, so he drank the soup with peace of mind.

Seeing this, Gu Qiaoxi turned around and left.

After the old man drank the soup, he happily paid and left.

From beginning to end, I ate a lot and talked very little.

Uncle Wan couldn't help but say a few words about this old gentleman.

"The soup made by our Master Liu is so delicious, this uncle really doesn't know his stuff."

I only took a few sips of the bowl of soup made by Liu Xingping, but I drank all the soup made by Gu Qiaoxi.

Seeing that it was a pity to throw it away, Uncle Wan asked Gu Qiaoxi if he could take it back to drink for his grandchildren at home.

After Gu Qiaoxi agreed, she packed it up carefully.

Shen Ruian didn't come back until late in the evening, and Gu Qiaoxi's classes for the day were also over.

However, she did not go back to the store immediately after school. She agreed to make up lessons with her little sisters.