Extreme Demon Little Farmer

In other hotels, no matter how powerful the cooks are, they don't practice this for a long time. They can't be as accurate and beautiful as Yuquan Hotel, but they can certainly meet the requirements after a period of practice.

During this period of time, the labor cost is very high. When we eat Yuquan raw fish, it will be difficult for us to accept the goods from other hotels.

Zhao Quan had long thought that it would be like this: "they don't have professional chefs, they don't have live fish for them. They will definitely imitate the dishes, but they will lower the grade and turn them into affordable dishes. It doesn't matter what kind of knife work you do with ordinary river fish. Anyway, it's cheap and you can get what you pay for. People who can't afford Yuquan only have a dip taste, and they don't have high quality requirements. "

Ling Feiyu laughed and said, "it has no effect on your business. Originally, those people could not have come to eat your 5888 share of Southern fish."

"That Yamamoto came to see me yesterday. I didn't see him in my absence. It's probably about the fish." Zhao Quan rang the bell and asked the waiter to inform the kitchen to prepare the dish. There must be the southern chrysanthemum fish at noon today.

Ling Feiyu ate it last time, but Zhang Mingyue and Hongyu haven't.

"Oh, it's our fish to make sashimi in Yamamoto restaurant. It's estimated that thin cut sashimi dipped in mustard sauce will be hit hard by ultra-thin sashimi and a variety of dipping materials." Ling Feiyu was amused when he thought about it. The chef of Jiaopen chicken always prides himself on the delicacy and high-end of his own cooking. Now he suddenly killed an authentic Southern fish, or the ancestor of their sashimi, and was defeated in an instant.

Zhao Quan also laughed, "we don't use pepper here, but dogwood. Before, when pepper didn't come in, dogwood was used in the south to increase the spicy flavor. We have defeated the improved dishes of Jiaopen chicken with the oldest and most traditional cooking techniques and methods. "

"It's true, but we still need to make progress. The guests have a good taste. Although what you do is a traditional dish, no one has ever eaten it. It's still a new dish for the guests. It's fresh now, and it's still boring after a long time. " As soon as Ling Feiyu finished speaking, the waiter came in with the freshly packed fish lacquer dish. He quickly asked the second daughter to eat and taste the freshness!

According to Ling Feiyu, Hongyu takes a slice of raw fish dipped in garlic vinegar, then uses peanut oil, and finally chooses the dip she likes to eat together. She curiously puts the raw fish into her mouth and chews it twice to show surprise.

"It's delicious! Even the immortals want to come down to earth to eat this chrysanthemum fish After eating a piece of ruby, she can't wait to clip another piece. Zhang Mingyue is the same. She is boasting while eating. She can't eat enough!

Zhao Quan is very happy by this. He thinks that ruby is an exaggerated praise, which is actually true! Hongyu is really willing to go down to earth for this dish!

"If you like it, eat more. If it's not enough, let's have another dish." Zhao Quan said with a smile.

Zhang Mingyue frowned, "that's not good. Dad, you don't have enough materials. It's better to sell a few thousand yuan to the guests."

Ling Feiyu looked up and tapped on her head. "Wife, this fish is what we raise. I'm reluctant to eat it." Zhang Mingyue thought it was the same, so she ate it full!

"Yamamoto must have come to you because he wants you to shrink the market. Don't exaggerate so much that his signature cuisine is worthless in front of the fish." Ling Feiyu also took a piece of raw fish from South China. He didn't have the pain of eating raw fish fillets dipped in mustard for the first time. Even people who tried it for the first time can get used to it.

Zhao Quan shook his head with disdain. "It's stupid for him to really think so. I think he wants to share the market with me. After all, his restaurant and I are big consumers of mingyuegu fish."

In addition to the two, there are also Western restaurants in use, but Western restaurants use less fish, basically fruits and vegetables, as well as beef.

They were talking and laughing, eating and drinking. The two girls had already stopped chopsticks, but the two father and son drank too much. Anyway, Zhao Quan is happy, and Ling Feiyu is not drunk, so he stays with Zhao Quan until he enjoys himself.

Just after dinner, Yamamoto came back. Zhao Quan wine strength up, let people inform Yamamoto to his office.

Ling Feiyu originally wanted to go, but seeing Zhao Quan drunk like this, he thought it was better to go with him, "yue'er, you take Xiaoyu to play in the city, I'll deal with this side and then go to find you."

He helped Zhao Quan to the office. Yamamoto was already there. Unexpectedly, Ling Yuyan was also there. Sitting on Zhao Quan's office chair, he even talked with Yamamoto.

"Do you want us to change raw fish to limited supply? You're stupid. Why don't we make money when we have money? If we change to limited supply, it's not the same as the food store given to you by the market. " Ling Yuyan is not angry.

Yamamoto's face turned red, and his bald head turned red. "Not only that, limited supply is good for you. Top food can't be supplied in large quantities. It will depreciate rapidly."

At this point, Ling Feiyu came in with Zhao Quan.

Zhao Quan's eyes narrowed, "we have lunch below. Why didn't you go?"

Ling Yuyan quickly got up to help him, "I ate it outside, and ate it with my best friend. The child was watching my stepmother."

"Zhao sang, I came yesterday, you are not here." Yamamoto came up and bowed, mainly because Ling Feiyu was standing beside Zhao Quan. He knew that Ling Feiyu was the real big man.

"Don't call me Zhao sang, either my name or Zhao Dong. Damn, Zhao sang sounds like a traitor." Zhao Quan is really drunk.

Yamamoto nodded awkwardly. In fact, he wanted to use Zhao Sang's name to make them closer. Now, it's better to call Mr. Zhao or Mr. Zhao Dong directly, "I'll talk to you about the new dish you just launched."

"I heard it at the door. Do you want my restaurant to limit the supply of raw fish?" Zhao Quan was helped to the boss's chair and sat down. His face turned red. He held Ling YuYan's waist in one hand and pulled her close to him.

Ling Feiyu immediately moved his eyes to another place. He didn't want to get involved in this. He was afraid that Zhao Quan would be drunk and make a wrong decision. It seems that he is still young. Even if he is drunk, Zhao Quan, who has become a good businessman, has a string in his mind. He can't go wrong in business unless he is a man of both sexes.

"Hi! That's what I think. When Mr. Zhao introduces new dishes, the revenue from advertising is far greater than that from selling in kind. If you implement limited supply, you can enlarge the advertising effect again, and the effect will be better! " Yamamoto nodded heavily.

What he said is right. Zhao Quan really does not lack the money earned by selling Yusheng, mainly because Yusheng has brought his Yuquan hotel a good reputation. It's just like a brand looking for a star endorsement, but Zhao Quan's star is his own traditional dish!

"Lao Zhao, don't promise him. The little devil is always suffocating. Why don't you make money?" Ling Yuyan leans on Zhao Quan and whispers in his ear.

Zhao Quan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly he patted the table, "OK! I promise you