After finishing the tofu, Uncle Niu said with satisfaction that with Chen Nian as the chef, Honghong Hotel would definitely be able to regain its glory.

"A lot of money?"

"Three yuan," Chen Nian said.

"???"

The expression on Uncle Niu's face at this moment is that of the old man on the subway cell phone: "Three yuan? Don't give me a discount, it's as much as it is."

Uncle Niu thought to himself that he was going to take care of the mother and son's business, but in the end, they took care of him first?

Do you really think you are an old man with little money?

After working as a worker all my life, I have finally retired, and my monthly pension is quite generous.

Then Uncle Niu planned to see how much it would cost, but when he saw it written on the wall:

Mapo tofu: 1 yuan

Rice: 2 yuan

when.

"Why is it so cheap?"

This is when Feng Honghong came out and explained: "Isn't this the reopening of a restaurant? In order to give back to new and old customers, I made it cheaper, and in this way it can also attract more people to come to eat. With the customer base, I will also introduce new dishes in the future."

It can make money.”

After hearing this, Uncle Niu thought this method was quite good.

But he still took out a twenty-yuan bill from his pocket and put it on the table: "Then if you do your activities, I will still pay you the previous price. It was the same price when Xiao Chen opened the restaurant."

But how can I charge this money for aging?

He was worried that he would be overcharged and the recipes would not count.

If Uncle Niu goes out and talks about it, all the old customers will do this after knowing about it, and then some other "enthusiastic" customers will find out about it and secretly make more money from the QR code after the meal.

Do you want to unlock new dishes?

So, Chen Nian insisted on returning seventeen yuan to Uncle Niu no matter what: "Uncle Niu, these are the rules of business. If all the old customers know that you pay like this, they will be embarrassed to pay less. Every time

They all pay ten or twenty yuan at a time, but others only have to pay three yuan to eat. If they feel it's unfair and are too embarrassed to say it, they will have no choice but to stop coming in the end."

Uncle Niu thought for a while: "Then I won't tell anyone."

Chen Nian shook his head and said that there is no airtight wall in this world. As he spoke, he inadvertently glanced at Hong Hong.

As a result, Uncle Niu thought again for a moment.

"Okay, you can give me seventeen yuan."

So Chen Nian finally got what he wanted.

After Uncle Niu left, Feng Honghong looked at her son angrily: "Who do you think is the big mouth?"

"Mom, don't be angry, this is just a delaying tactic."

Then Chen Nian pinched his shoulders and hit his back again, and finally made his mother calm down.

The hour hand of the clock hanging on the wall has just passed nine o'clock today for the second time.

Suddenly there was a voice outside the door: "Boss, can we bring in the food we bought outside to eat? Of course we will order a mapo tofu set."

I looked up and saw the young couple who came to my shop for lunch at noon.

Chen Nian remembers clearly that they were the first to order drinks at Honghong Hotel.

"Of course." Chen Nian has no objection to this. After all, it's a restaurant, and it's fine if the guests are willing to eat here. As for the occasional guests who want to bring snacks, cold dishes or something to eat here, it's understandable.

What if someone just likes Zhang Sanjia’s couple’s lung slices, likes Li Sijia’s steamed buns, or likes his own Mapo Tofu?

You can't eat cold dishes and steamed buns separately, right?

They should always be eaten in conjunction with each other.

However, the dishes at Honghong Restaurant do not provide takeout service, and it seems that you cannot add more dishes each time.

Chen Nian feels that this system is also very unreasonable. He hopes that in the future the menu can open up these functions. After all, this thing depends entirely on subjective will. As long as he has no subjective intention to swipe the order, others will want to take it away or order more.

That's totally fine.

When you open a restaurant, you must serve customers well and make them feel convenient.

I'm just a small business, so I don't need to have so many messy rules. As for takeout, which may have an impression on the taste... that's not within my scope of consideration. Is there any restaurant that can't take out?

If guests can’t finish their meal, they can always take it away, right?

Not entering the takeout platform is Chen Nian’s final bottom line.

At this moment, Chen Nian suddenly found that the recipe in his mind seemed to be updated.

[Conditions for opening the second dish "Braised Pork": dine in and sell 1,000 copies of the perfect version of "Ma Po Tofu", current progress is 10/1000]

[Open for takeout, rules and conditions for ordering multiple portions per person: 10 portions of the perfect version of "Ma Po Tofu" sold for dine-in service]

Chen Nian: "..."

Is the version updated so quickly?

The user has just given feedback, and the recipe has provided a solution, and this reason...is basically equivalent to the emperor's new clothes, and now I have sold exactly ten copies.

This patch is applied really quickly.

While Chen Nian was thinking, the two young lovers sat down. The boy put two pieces of toilet paper on the table, and then put the girl's bag in his hand on it.

The girl put the stinky tofu and grilled cold noodles on the table.

"Boss, one portion of mapo tofu, one portion of rice, and two more icebergs!"

The girl opened her mouth to order.

Obviously I want to eat this mapo tofu, stinky tofu and grilled cold noodles together.

I don't think there's anything wrong with it.

In no time, a plate of mapo tofu was cooked, which was full of color, flavor and the eight-character mantra.

After it was served, mom had already weighed the rice, and took an iced Coke and a straw from the refrigerator and placed it on their table.

They eat for a while and then change the food in front of them.

The boy eats a piece of stinky tofu, then puts the stinky tofu in front of the girl, and the girl pushes her rice over.

The girl picked up another chopstick and put the baked cold noodles in the boy's bowl, and said, "Try to see if it tastes good with this combination."

After a while, the boy pushed the rice over again: "It's delicious. You can try it too. You put the rice in the cold noodles and roll it up. It tastes great!"

"Really? Then let me try!" The girl began to operate.

Feng Honghong was watching from the side, feeling extremely envious.

Looking at the two of them, they probably just graduated from college and are about the same age as my son. How come they are so powerful? They can find such a loving partner.

My son is obviously quite handsome, but why hasn’t he found a partner yet?

Chen Nian was still simmering the pot and rinsing the cutting board in the kitchen, unaware that he had already stepped onto the brink of crisis.

But at this moment, a scream suddenly sounded in the hotel.

The girl's face was full of disbelief: "Why did you finish all the tofu? I only ate two pieces!"

The boy was also at a loss at this time: "I...I don't know...you were eating cold noodles just now, and I was eating them piece by piece. Somehow, this plate
Chapter completed!