The Pentium Era - South to North

Huijuan picked up the cup and wanted to toast Fatty Fu. Fatty Fu said, "Wait, let me taste the food first."

He picked up the purple clay pot, took a sip, picked up the chopsticks, ate the large intestine pot first, smacked his lips, and after his mouth calmed down, picked up the purple clay pot, took a sip, then picked up a piece of beef brisket and chewed it.

After eating, he picked up the purple clay pot, took a sip of tea, and then ate another dish. Huijuan understood that he was cleaning his mouth and taste buds to make his taste buds more sensitive to new dishes.

Huijuan looked at it and couldn't help laughing.

"Why are you laughing?" Fatty Fu asked.

"Master, if you try all the dishes on the table, your stomach won't be bloated to death?" Huijuan said, and Fatty Fu also laughed, and then took a sip of wine.

"Your food tastes good." Fatty Fu said, "Taste is the soul of the food. Once you have the soul, Meituo, the rest will be easy."

"Thank you, Master!" Huijuan picked up the wine glass, "I would like to propose a toast to Master."

"One bite, okay?" Fatty Fu said.

Huijuan said yes, then I will pay respect to Master.

The two of them picked up the glasses, clinked them, and took a sip. Huijuan said, "Master, you don't look like a person who has no tolerance for alcohol."

"I have a drinking capacity." Fatty Fu said, "When I was young, I could drink two bottles of this kind of wine, but later I didn't dare to drink it anymore."

"Why?"

"After learning the craft, I became timid. Wine is what burns my taste buds the most. What's the point of us being chefs if we can't taste good or bad with our mouths? Singers know how to protect their voices. Actors, We know how to take care of our faces, and we chefs must also learn to protect our taste buds."

Huijuan nodded, feeling that what Fatty Fu said made sense.

"People say that I, Fatty Fu, have a bad temper. I just have a bad temper. If I have a bad breath, I will get rid of it immediately." Fatty Fu said, "If the bad breath doesn't come out, it will hurt my taste buds."

Huijuan wanted to say, Master, then you blame me? I thought about it but didn't say anything.

"By the way, Meituo, didn't Zhang decide to open that big hotel after eating your food?" Fatty Fu asked.

Huijuan thought for a moment and said, "I really don't know about this, but Mr. Zhang helped open my small restaurant. I originally hired people to cook, but later Mr. Zhang encouraged me to open my own restaurant. Moreover, I must cook the food myself.”

"Mr. Zhang is right. With your skills, if you still ask someone to cook, you are asking a ghost to see a doctor."

"But I don't know anything about such a big hotel. I'm afraid I can't manage it well." Huijuan said.

"Don't worry, if you can be a good chef, you can manage the kitchen. If you can manage the kitchen, you can manage a hotel. The most difficult thing to manage in a hotel is the kitchen. Not to mention the hotel, it is just a family. Where do you have the most things to do? Not yet. There are most things going on in the kitchen." Fatty Fu said, "Meituo, you just need to be attentive."

Huijuan smiled and said, "That Mr. Zhang told me the same thing."

Fatty Fu glanced at Huijuan and smiled.

Huijuan asked: "Master, why are you laughing? Did I say something wrong?"

"You're right, does Mr. Zhang like you?"

"No, no." Huijuan said quickly, "I can guarantee that Mr. Zhang didn't mean that."

When Huijuan said that, she sighed in her heart, if Brother Zhang had that intention, we would have something wrong a long time ago.

"So you like Mr. Zhang?" Fatty Fu asked.

Huijuan's face turned red, and she said, "Mr. Zhang and I, how can we be worthy of each other? His wife is so beautiful and kind..."

Fatty Fu waved his hand: "If you like someone, there is nothing wrong. Liking is a matter of your own heart. It has nothing to do with whether he has a wife or whether his wife is beautiful or not. There is nothing you can do about liking someone."

Huijuan lowered her head and fell silent, thinking, yes, liking someone is indeed a matter of the heart, but if they don't like you, what's the use?

"Your matter is not over yet..." Fatty Fu said, "Master can see that."

Huijuan was startled and wanted to ask, what did you see, but Fatty Fu had already changed the topic. Fatty Fu said:

"But what Mr. Zhang said is not unreasonable. Look at the world champion. Don't think that if he wants to do other things, he won't be famous. He will still be better than ordinary people, but he doesn't spend so much time and effort. When it comes to energy and other things, where is the brain? Without brains, can he be a world champion?

"Which champion didn't climb out of tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of people? I'm not bragging. If I, Fatty Fu, didn't work as a chef and became a train driver, I would definitely be a very good train driver. Don't be afraid. If you spend your time and energy, you will definitely be able to manage it well.”

Huijuan said "Yes": "Master, I will definitely work hard."

As the two of them ate and drank, they talked a lot. Fatty Fu ate the food in large gulps and sipped the wine in small sips. When the wine was not enough, he talked a lot. It was normal and he probably rarely talked so much with others. This Meituo also has an appetite for him, and there is no end to it when he talks about it. These words are like the bad energy he said, which always needs to be released and cannot stay in the body forever.

It just depends on which one you say.

Fatty Fu asked: "Meituo, you know, what is the biggest difference between big hotels and small restaurants?"

Huijuan thought for a moment and said, "How does the food taste?"

Fatty Fu shook his head and said:

"When I'm in Changsha, my favorite places to eat are the fly restaurants. I don't like going to big hotels. The chefs in those big hotels are from the same background as me. They can't taste anything fresh. There are always surprises in the fly restaurants. , when it comes to the taste of the dishes, the taste of the big hotel is really not much different from that of the Fly Restaurant.

"Just like you, you run a small restaurant. Believe it or not, if I serve the food you cooked on the table tomorrow, the guests here will also say it is delicious. You can say that about yourself, when you get here, then The craftsmanship and taste of the dishes immediately improved a lot?

"Don't underestimate those fly restaurants that do good business. They are the toughest ones. They don't rely on fame, they just have fame. That's what they eat through the mouths of thousands of people. Our shop is on the same street. Why is there anyone doing business?" Okay, if someone’s business is bad, the person who eats it will judge it with his feet, mouth, and the money in his pocket, and there can be no adulteration at all.”

Huijuan thought about her store, and really, she opened it with so much anxiety. There were so many stores in that row of streets. It was probably the first time for those who came to her store. Because I saw that this was a new store, I wanted to give it a try, or maybe it was another store with no seats.

She didn't recognize the people who came in, but as they ate, they became regular customers one by one. If her food didn't taste good, these people would not come again after eating it once, let alone She will become a regular customer and bring more people. This is their recognition of her and gives her a sense of accomplishment.

Huijuan felt that the reason that supported her and allowed her to get out of bed even on snowy days was not entirely because of making money, but partly because of these old customers who were pushing her behind. Don't be lazy at all.

"So... it's a service?" Huijuan asked.

"Stay close to the edge." Fatty Fu said.

"I know, it's the environment, the dining environment!"

"It's also a little bit closer."

"Is that the chef's reputation?" Huijuan said, "Just like here, Master is here and you are here."

"This one, dot it, dot it, dot it," Fatty Fu said.

Huijuan got discouraged and asked, "It's all just a little bit, Master, so what's the difference?"

Fatty Fu stretched out two fingers and gestured, and said: "Two words, good looks."

"Presentation?"

"Yes, the difference is the presentation." Fatty Fu said, "The dishes in the big hotel can be decorated with flowers on the side of the plate, but the flowers cannot be stir-fried. In terms of taste, there is not much difference from the food in a good fly restaurant. Even if a top-level chef is given a green vegetable, he won't be able to stir-fry the flavor of abalone unless he adds abalone juice."

Huijuan burst out laughing, and Fatty Fu also laughed. He said, "It's a selling point. This selling point is a big selling point. It's not as small as a plate of food. It's a big selling point." , there are small ones that look good, I’ll talk about the big ones first.

"Look at that big hotel, why do you have to spend so much money on renovations, hire the best chefs, and hire many more waiters than in a small restaurant, even younger ones, older ones, and less good-looking ones? I don’t want the good-looking ones, it’s all about appearance. Only when the appearance is good will people be willing to pay money.

"So, when you are the general manager, you have to focus on your appearance. Remember, when people come to your hotel, you must show them your best appearance, just like a little Girl, if a person is very good-looking, but she always picks her nose in front of you, and no one says she is good-looking, she just feels disgusted.

"If you want this hotel to sell well, you need everything to be glamorous. Your dishes need to be good and taste good. This is not enough. You also need a good environment and good service. That's not enough. You need everyone in the hotel to be good. That's it." Your entire hotel will look good, otherwise, you will die without knowing how.

"Let me give you the simplest example. For example, if you think the chef is very important and the waiter is very important, then the security guard is very important. The security guard in your parking lot will look like someone who robbed his wife. He looked like he was going to kill someone and beat him up. Will he dare to come next time?

"When people heard the name of your hotel, they felt as if they had seen a ghost. They thought of that fierce security guard like Dou Erdun. They immediately said, I won't go, I won't go. Tell me, he's not a chef or a waiter. Can a security guard kill a store?

"For another example, is the sanitation guy the most inconspicuous person in the hotel? But if he is, as soon as someone enters the bathroom, he will curse and make people inconvenient. Do you think he will dare to do it next time? Come? These are the people who pick noses on pretty faces.

"There are so many people picking their noses. Can you improve your appearance? This is called bad appearance. It will kill a store. So as the general manager, you have to take care of these little things. You have to take care of it, if you don't take care of it, you will die without knowing it."

"You are so right, Master, your words are easy to understand." Huijuan shouted, "No, no, no, Master, you must drink a glass of wine when you say this, I toast you. "

Fatty Fu chuckled: "Half a cup, just drink half a cup. I haven't finished talking about my appearance yet. I said the big one first, then the small one. After that, drink the remaining half cup."

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