The Era of Hard Work

   Chapter 561 Conservative

   After being busy at noon, Yang Feng was about to leave work. Before leaving get off work, he deliberately boiled a large pot of yellow stewed chicken soup. There are many people in the back kitchen who can cook this dish, but he always does the ingredients for the soup base himself.

   There weren't many customers in the store, and they couldn't be busy. Yang Feng told the apprentice a few words, greeted the head chef, went out to change his clothes, pulled out a bicycle from the shed in the backyard, and rode east.

   Someone made an appointment with him in the afternoon, and Yang Feng simply got off work early.

   Anyway, I don’t know how long it has been since the shop has paid bonuses. The salary is only that amount every month, and it is often suppressed and not paid. It doesn’t matter.

   He has a weave, and was fired for this trivial matter? Impossible.

   If you say something unpleasant, it will be more difficult for someone outside to pass the exam to get into the grain bureau.

Along Jingqi Road, go all the way east to Ganshiqiao, and turn into Shengli Street in the south. Yang Feng’s home is next to the old post office dormitory. There is a red brick building. This is a building in the late 1980s. Fengyuan's welfare distribution in that year.

  Compared with the general cheese building, the condition of this building is much better. Every household has a small bathroom and a small toilet, so there is no need for several households to share it together.

   But the welfare housing in those years, no matter how good the conditions were, could not compare with the commercial housing that has emerged in recent years.

Yang Feng pushed open the door, and the door was the kitchen and bathroom, followed by a small living room and two-bedroom layout. The house has been built for more than ten years. The white and gray skin on the wall is like the hands of some people who are very skinny when the seasons change. .

  The living room was so small that it could only put down a dining table. Yang Feng took off his coat and put it on the round stool. His partner came out of the room and asked, "Why did you come back so early today?"

  Yang Feng sat on the other round stool: "Come back early, come back late, it's 700 yuan a month."

   His partner curled his lips: "It's okay if you can get paid every month! You haven't been paid for a few months now."

   Yang Feng's remaining words were stuck in his mouth, unable to speak, so he simply lit a cigarette and started smoking.

  He went to another bedroom, dragged a bag full of clothes, and prepared to set up a stall on the overpass of the Grand View Garden.

   packed his mouth but didn't stop: "The child will go to college next year, including tuition and living expenses, at least 10,000 yuan must be prepared."

   "I know, I know." Yang Feng couldn't continue to be silent, he breathed out the smoke, and said with a hint of helplessness: "Just save it in the unit, and then one will come out..."

   His partner said: "Don't want to come out, but I heard that Jufengde is carrying out shareholding reform, Taifengyuan is not dead or alive, maybe it will collapse at some time."

  Yang Feng waved his hand: "Why don't you look forward to it?"

   He packed up his things and said, "If you're fine, go set up a stall with me."

   In the past two years, I had to be anxious to let Yang Feng do this. However, in the past few years, it has been difficult to pay wages. In many cases, I have relied on the income of the object to set up a street stall to maintain my daily household. Even when I feel guilty, I often go there to help.

  There is no money in the pocket, the waist is naturally unable to stand up, and in order to live, the face naturally has to be put back.

   Yang Feng said, "I have something to do this afternoon, and the old Zhong from the Grain Bureau invited me to meet."

   "Old Zhong..." His partner remembered this person: "He is a section chief in the Grain Bureau, and Taifeng Garden is not a subordinate of the Grain Bureau? You ask someone, can you be transferred to the top?"

  Yang Feng shook his head: "It's easy to get down from the top, but it's difficult to get up from the bottom! I'll ask and talk about it."

   Seeing that it was almost time, his partner was ready to go out, and Yang Feng also went out, helping to carry the package into the tricycle downstairs.

   In addition to his partner, there are many people riding all kinds of tricycles to set up stalls here.

   Yang Feng picked up his coat pocket and walked north step by step. He entered a newly opened cafe on the north side of Ganshiqiao, and saw an acquaintance Lao Zhong.

   "Lao Yang, introduce two friends to you."

On Lao Zhong's table, there are two women, one tall and one short. The tall one is wearing a suit and is a bit sturdy. The short one is wearing high heels, not 1.6 meters tall. All can blow away.

   What is going on today, Lao Zhong said before that Yang Feng had some ideas in his heart, but he didn't expect two young girls to come here.

   Lao Zhong introduced: "Lao Yang, this is Xu Man, this is Xue Tian, ​​they are both executives of Lu's Catering Company."

  Yang Feng quickly shook hands with people: "Hello."

   These two women are obviously mainly short Xu Man. She left a deep first impression on Yang Feng, mainly because her mouth was a bit crooked when she laughed.

  Xu Man smiled and said, "Hello, Mr. Yang."

   When Xue Tian also said hello, Lao Zhong took out his mobile phone and said, "I have something to do, so let's make a call."

  There is a recommendation from the acquaintance of Lao Zhong, Xu Man and Xue Tian at least have considerable credibility.

   Lao Zhong, who was the middleman, left, and there was a brief silence on both sides.

  Xu Man dealt with people in the company, so he spoke first: "Mr. Yang, Xue Tian and I are here on behalf of Lu's Catering Company this time."

She was no longer a simple student before, and complimented her face without redness and heartbeat: "Mr. Yang is a pillar-like figure in the catering industry in Quannan. When we are in Qingzhao University Town, we often hear some old eaters mention Mr. Yang from Taifeng Garden. , this time also came here admiringly.”

Yang Feng spends the whole day in the restaurant and his home. Occasionally, when he is free, he has to help the target set up a street stall. He has vaguely heard the name of Lu's Catering, but what the company does and which stores it opens, I can't think of it for a while. stand up.

   "Don't dare, don't dare." Yang Feng waved his hand humbly: "Quannan's chefs emerge in an endless stream, my skill is nothing, and I have the honor of the older generation in the family."

  If it wasn't for his father to retire early and let him go to Taifeng Garden, he might not even be able to get along in this life.

  Xu Man crooked his mouth again and went to the main topic: "Mr. Yang, although our Lu's Catering is a new company, it is developing very fast. It is currently the largest chain restaurant in Taidong..."

  Xue Tian cooperated tacitly, took out the introduction materials of Lu's catering that had been prepared a long time ago, and put them in front of Yang Feng.

Knowing where the target is early on, Lu's Catering will naturally not fight unprepared battles. Xu Man added: "The dish research and development department of Lu's Catering has always lacked top masters with profound Chinese cuisine heritage and R&D enterprising spirit. , We have learned about Mr. Yang's situation through the Food Bureau and friends in the Quannan catering industry, and with 12 points of sincerity, we would like to invite Mr. Yang to join the Lu's Catering Company."

Yang Feng didn't speak for a while, but he opened the information and looked at it. It was a bit dazzling at the beginning. This company was established in 1999. Those old-fashioned catering practitioners who still have traditional thinking, especially the chefs in the old-fashioned brands, pay attention to inheritance. Orderly, such a new company is still a place like Qingzhao, which is not very attractive.

But looking further down, Yang Feng's pupils dilated unconsciously. In more than two years, he has established nearly 300 chain stores, covering every prefecture and city in Taidong. At the same time, it has entered the market in five provinces around Taidong. 100 million……

   This can't be fake, can it?

   Yang Feng rejected this idea by himself, because he suddenly remembered that in many places in Quannan, there are Burger King, Lu's Hot Pot and Lu's Mala Tang shops mentioned in the information.

   It seems that Ximen has it, and my son was clamoring to eat it last time.

  Yang Feng closed the documents in front of him and said, "You guys are in the fast food business, and there are Western fast food. There are actually two industries like me, the restaurant chef."

Xu Man smiled and said: "Mr. Yang, the catering industry is common. Hot pot and Mala Tang are typical Chinese restaurants. Burger King looks like a Western-style fast food, but it is actually a localized Western-style fast food. Mr. Yang, you are in Taifeng. Didn’t Yuanyuan once advocate innovation in dishes and tastes? Lu’s Catering R&D Department can give you the greatest degree of freedom. If your new dishes and new tastes are suitable for market promotion, we can make them new products in the store.”

Before she came, she carefully studied the relevant information collected by Xue Tian, ​​and all of them had a purpose: "Lu's Catering has completed the layout in the six identities of the market, and is about to enter the magic city market. Next year, it will go north, south and west. If you Join in, and in the future, people all over the country will be able to eat your dishes."

   These words fell into his ears, and Yang Feng was stunned for a moment, remembering the time when he first entered Taifeng Garden in the mid-1990s.

At that time, he had a lot of energy, wanted to make some achievements, and even had plans to improve some Shandong cuisine, but the atmosphere of the public unit, coupled with the declining business of the unit, and the pressure of life, worn away too much. lots of ideas.

  Life makes people real.

   Let him, like most people in the restaurant, become a salaried person.

   Maybe the only thing that is self-satisfied is to improve the technique of braised chicken handed down at home, so that this dish is more suitable for the taste of today's people.

  Yang Feng believes that the seasonings on the market are constantly changing, and people's tastes are also changing, so the taste of the dishes must also be adjusted, and blindly sticking to the so-called traditional inheritance and the so-called ancient secret recipes can only be eliminated in the end.

   This point can be seen by looking at the time-honored hotels in Quannan. When there were a lot of passengers in the past, was the service good?

Besides, with the development of society up to now, no matter how difficult the life of the people at the bottom is, there are not many good things that people can eat. People's mouths have been raised for a long time. Have a good result?

   In the past, when a chicken was stewed, as long as you simply put some ingredients to cover the fishy smell, people could eat a full mouthful of meat.

   Do this now, absolutely smash the sign!

   This person is sometimes strange. Yang Feng is not conservative in his dishes, but he is very cautious in his work.

  Xu Man glanced at Yang Feng, and didn't rush to speak any more. She could see clearly that this Yang Feng is now a relatively pure chef. After 20 years of squatting in a unit, it is not easy to jump out and move.

  Yang Feng quickly came back to his senses, smiled embarrassedly, and said, "What you said is too far."

   Xu Man replied: "It's not far, it will be realized next year. Mr. Yang, you are a pillar of the restaurant industry in Quannan. You have made a lot of friends. If you ask me, you will know that what I said is true."

  Yang Feng was silent again, Lao Zhong had known him for decades and was a reliable person. In fact, he wanted to give him a hand.

   This sentiment is led by Yang Feng, but he has doubts: "Manager Xu, I want to ask, what kind of unit is your company?"

   (end of this chapter)