Chen Nian directly navigated the map, but after searching for a long time, he couldn't find Hongji Duck. There are several Hongji Ducks in Chengdu.

It's a duck, Chen Nian wants to hammer the other person's mouth into a duck.

Then I found that the nearest Hongji family was about five kilometers away from where he was.

Then I looked at myself quietly lying in the taxi-hailing software and two coupons for 5 yuan off for 5 yuan off.

After more than ten minutes, they got off the car and saw a hotel on the street that looked three-story and had an antique appearance.

The sign on the first floor gate is written with the words "Hongji" written on it.

There is also a stamp in the lower right corner, but you can't see clearly what is written on it.

Although there were many cars parked in the parking lot at this door, Chen Nian seemed to be queuing up in there.

But thinking about it, there are three floors in total, and the scale looks quite large, and today is another working day...

"Welcome." After Chen Nian and the other two entered the door, a welcome lady at the door said with a professional smile.

"There are three of us in total."

Chen Nian answered the questions directly without waiting for the other party to ask.

The young lady welcomed the guest who was snatched the line was obviously stunned for a moment, but then she bowed slightly and stretched out her hand: "Please please, three of you."

After walking a few steps, the three of them were handed over to a woman wearing a suit jacket with a white shirt inside, an intercom hanging around her waist, and a headset on her ears seemed to be a foreman.

"Hello, three of you, are you? Come here with me."

Then the foreman took them to the second floor again.

"Good guy." Chen Nian couldn't help but exclaimed after going upstairs, the place was full of people!

How much money do you have to make this day?

If you give yourself a restaurant of this size...

Chen Nian dared not even think about it.

After all, there are only three of them in Honghong Hotel now, and just based on the current passenger flow, it is almost going to reach its limit.

After being arranged by the foreman to sit down, Chen Nian looked at the table and seemed to be a little shining under the light.

"Didn't wipe it clean?" Chen Nian thought to himself.

Suddenly he felt something was wrong. Could it be that he was deceived by that dog hook duck?

But Feng Honghong saw her son's concerns and said with a smile: "It's not easy for these waiters. It's impossible for such a big restaurant to clean every table. Let's order the dishes first. After all, it's a time-honored brand, and it's probably a good taste."

Chen Nian nodded: "Okay."

After saying that, he took out the QR code on the corner of the desk and scanned it.

Nowadays, larger restaurants use QR codes to order food, which can save some labor costs.

Chen Nian thought about doing this at the beginning, but it would cost money to build such a system first.

But to be honest, money is a small problem for the old people today, and this mature system should not cost much, mainly because the Honghong Hotel is not that big.

Moreover, the guests often have on the same table, and there may be four groups of people coming alone to eat together.

If this is the case, it will probably be even more chaotic.

After looking at the menu, Chen Nian decided to ask my mother and He Hai to order first.

Feng Honghong didn't push him, but He Hai felt a little embarrassed.

But under Chen Nian's insistence, He Hai still ordered a fish-flavored shredded pork.

Feng Honghong ordered a Mapo tofu.

After it was Age, Chen Nian looked at the menu and ordered a minute dumpling and a boiled meat slice.

Four dishes plus three bowls of rice.

"What do you drink?"

"Come on some sweet things. You have to replenish your blood after you draw your blood." Feng Honghong said.

"That Coke?"

"Coke is not good, there is anger in it. I'll get full after drinking a few sips."

"Why would Wanglaoji?"

"That's not OK, I'm a little unaccustomed to the taste."

Aged: “…”

"Weiyi?" Chen Nian asked again.

"Is there any kind of sour and sweet that can make you feel a little more appetizing?"

"Sour plum soup?"

"This is good, I want to be iced." Feng Honghong nodded.

Then Chen Nian added a sour plum soup to the menu and chose iced ones.

When I ordered the good food and submitted the payment, a waiter came over quickly.

He held a small clip in his hand with a receipt for the dish they ordered, and then placed an hourglass with a twisted blue gauze inside aside.

"What is this for?" Feng Honghong asked.

"This is timed. If the sand inside leaks and the dishes are not served yet, they will give us one more dish." This is what Chen Nian saw in the comment section of the Xiaolan Book article.

"Oh." Feng Honghong nodded without saying anything.

Although this Hongji Hotel is very large, the serving speed is quite fast.

In other words, the sour plum soup came in about two minutes after ordering.

Chen Nian sighed when he saw that there were one-third of the ice cubes in the sour plum soup.

Do you have to add ice cubes to the iced sour plum soup?

And there are so many more to add, there is no option for ice on the menu.

But since it was served, let's drink it. He Hai quickly picked up the sour plum soup and poured a cup for each of them.

It's cold in the mouth, but for some reason, I always feel a fragrance when I drink it.

But, if you take a closer look, you can really feel astringent from it.

I looked at the sour plum soup again.

I thought about it in my mind and probably they added not only the ingredients that should be used to make sour plum soup when cooking, but also the kind of powder that mixes sour plum soup.

That's why it has the current taste.

However, Chen Nian looked up and saw that there was nothing unusual on his mother and He Hai's faces. Instead, he drank all of them in one breath.

This is not that Chen Nian is picky about himself, but mainly because he is a chef and is more sensitive to this taste difference.

But that's OK, but the pot is not too much.

So Chen Nian turned on his phone and added a pot of sour plum soup.

It was almost two minutes later that Mapo tofu was brought up.

Chen Nian looked at the Mapo tofu in a small casserole.

The color is pretty good, and the tofu looks like it is blanched, but looking at the shape, it always feels like the tofu has gone over when it is finally gulped.

Moreover, the mentality of the thicken inside seems to be not right. The green ones on it are garlic sprouts, and the peppercorns can also be seen that there are two levels that are put once when they are made, and they are put again after they are finished.

Perhaps the only thing worthy of praise is that the beef looks distinctive and has a color that is opposite.

Chen Nian frowned and took a spoon in and scooped a spoonful.

Put it to your mouth and blew it, then put it in your mouth.

The spicy feeling came instantly, but the tofu was indeed too soft, it was the kind of hard to form. Although it felt spicy, the oily feeling was also very obvious.

And the overall taste is a bit a bit a bit a bit a bit unsatisfactory.

But if you have to say something.

That's why this taste is a bit like instant noodles seasoning.
Chapter completed!