The "Guanli Fresh" hot pot restaurant in Beijing is one of the most elegant hot pot restaurants in Beijing. Because of its unique taste, the hot pot here is much more expensive than ordinary hot pot restaurants, but the business is extremely popular.

It is only less than six o'clock now, and the "Fresh" hot pot restaurant is already full of people eating hot pot. At first glance, it looks full of people eating hot pot.

The hot pot here is really good. As soon as you walk into this hot pot restaurant, Ye Rongyao can smell the strange fragrance at the bottom of the pot with special spices mixed in the air, which stirs Ye Rongyao's taste nerves.

Ye Rongyao swallowed unconsciously, and looked at Mu Yuhan again. Mifen's face was already red with the hot fragrance in the hall. It was so cute that there was an expression of feasting that could not be hidden in her eyes.

Although he didn't eat it, just smelling this smell made Ye Rongyao's appetite wide.

"Dean, it's good here!"

Mu Yuhan asked.

"good!"

Ye Rongyao nodded and said.

Judging from the decoration and hygiene of this hot pot restaurant, it is really hard to find any burrs.

However, as a high-end hot pot restaurant, if the hygiene and decoration are not good, there is no business.

You should know that these rich people have high requirements for the hygiene and environment of the dining area. If the hygiene is poor or the environment is a little bad, the rich people will feel that they will lose their grade and will not be able to visit them.

Even if the dishes cooked in this restaurant are delicious, I will never go there.

At this time, a tall waitress came over and greeted her with sincerity: "Two, are you here to have a meal?"

"Yes, give us a small private room!"

Mu Yuhan said.

This private room is more personal. Generally, rich people who come to eat like to go to the private room. Every time Mu Yuhan comes, he basically goes to the private room.

"Sorry, the private rooms have been booked today, and there are only a few more places left in the hall. If it is late, there will be no room for the hall. I can only feel sorry for the two of you who will sit in the hall..."

The waitress said.

It is the peak period for dining, and the business of the hot pot restaurant is particularly good, and the private rooms are booked early.

As one of the megacities in the country, there are many rich people here, and there are many people who come out to eat and drink at night. As one of the most famous hot pot restaurants in Beijing, the "Guanli Fresh" hot pot restaurant business has been very good since its opening.

"It's okay, let's sit in the hall!"

Mu Yuhan had sharp eyes and pulled Ye Rongyao directly towards a small empty table.

After the two sat down, the waiter presented the menu. Mu Yuhan blinked at Ye Rongyao and said, "Leader, please order food!"

Ye Rongyao picked up the menu and looked at it. He had to admit that this hot pot restaurant is really expensive. One pot base costs 588. The others are calculated by dishes. The cheapest ones cost 51 servings, and the expensive ones cost tens of thousands of servings, such as deep-sea lobsters and three-headed abalone.

To be honest, this is not something that ordinary working class can afford to consume.

It is no exaggeration to say that after this meal, the cheapest ones are consumed for thousands of dollars.

When Ye Rongyao saw this menu, he still liked the hot pot restaurant on the side of the street that costs 30 or 50 yuan per person. No matter how much they eat, they would not cost more than 200 yuan.

"You are a lady, order it!"

Ye Rongyao didn't care, nor was picky about food, and handed the menu to Mu Yuhan and said.

"Haha, then I'm not polite. I'm very cruel. Be careful that I'll be poor."

Mu Yuhan took the menu and said with a smile to Ye Rongyao.

"Don't worry, you can't eat poorly and you have no money to pay the bill at most. I'll just put you here as a waiter."

Ye Rongyao said jokingly.

"Director, you are so cruel. I am so young and beautiful. You are willing to put me here as a waiter."

Mu Yuhan looked at Ye Rongyao indifferently and said.

"No matter how young and beautiful you are, it's useless. I'm a married person. Your trick is ineffective for me!"

Ye Rongyao shook his head and said.

"Hate!"

Mu Yuhan gave Ye Rongyao a white glance and started ordering dishes. "Come a shuangshuo pot bottom, then a mutton, a diced yellow diced rice, and a spinach..."

Soon, Mu Yuhan ordered more than twenty meat dishes and vegetables, which made the waiter a little stunned.

With so many, are these two people reincarnated by Zhu Bajie?

"What other drinks do you need?"

Although he was a little surprised that Mu Yuhan ordered so many dishes, the waiter didn't say anything.

These are the customers' own business. If you can't finish eating too much, it is also their own business.

These people are rich and like to waste. What can a waiter say?

After all, this waiter didn't know how much Ye Rongyao eats, and Ye Rongyao is famous for being able to eat.

Generally speaking, when Ye Rongyao goes to a self-service hotpot restaurant to eat, he loses money on the self-service hotpot.

Mu Yuhan looked at Ye Rongyao with a consulting gaze, "Do you want some wine?"

"Get me a bottle of Jian Nanchun!"

Ye Rongyao thought for a while and said to the waitress.

"Sorry, we don't have Jian Nanchun here."

The waitress shook her head and said.

As a high-end hot pot restaurant, the liquor here is very high-end, like Jiannanchun, which costs dozens of yuan and hundreds of yuan a bottle, is not sold in this hot pot restaurant.

Because the lower the price of this wine, the smaller the profit margin.

"Then let's have a bottle of Maotai!"

Ye Rongyao thought about it and said.

"Just this thousand and eight hundred Maotai bars."

Mu Yuhan pointed to the drinks list and said to the waitress.

"Okay, please wait for two!"

The waitress said and went down with the menu.

The efficiency of this hot pot restaurant is very fast, and the dishes and wine are coming up in less than five minutes.

The hot pot bottom of this hot pot restaurant should be specially made, and the temperature should be slower. It is about ten minutes before the bottom of the Yuanyang hot pot was served.

"Dean, the hot pot bottom of this hot pot restaurant is particularly great."

Mu Yuhan said, then picked up the vegetables and put them in the hot pot of mandarin ducks to stew.

The advantage of eating hot pot is that you can just stew whatever you want, just put it in the pot and stew it in the pot.

However, whether a hot pot is delicious or not is very important.

The reason why this "Fresh Pot" hot pot restaurant is so good is because their hot pot bottom is particularly good, and the stewed things are particularly delicious.

"Um?"

Ye Rongyao couldn't help but frown when he smelled the fragrance of the mandarin duck hotpot.

As a top chef, Ye Rongyao always feels that the smell of this hot pot is a bit abnormal.

But Ye Rongyao has no problem for the time being.

"Dean, what's wrong?"

Mu Yuhan noticed that Ye Rongyao's face was wrong and looked at him in confusion and asked.

"It's nothing, it's just that the bottom of the pot smells a little pungent."

Ye Rongyao shook his head and said.

"Maybe there are too many peppers!"

Mu Yuhan said.

The best thing about this hot pot is Sichuan hot pot, so the bottom of this pot is also filled with Sichuan spicy flavor.

"Maybe!"

Ye Rongyao shook his head and said.

"Dean, this fried dough stick is ready, you can try it!"

Mu Yuhan picked up a cooked fried dough stick from the pot and put it in Ye Rongyao's bowl.

"Thank you, you eat your own, I'll do it myself."

Ye Rongyao said hurriedly.

Except for his wife Liu Qingqing, Ye Rongyao is not used to other women picking up food for him.

"Hmph, it's impossible for other men to pick up food for him. That is, if you have this blessing, you are not satisfied, it's so hateful!"

Mu Yuhan glared at Ye Rongyao with dissatisfaction and ignored Ye Rongyao.
To be continued...