Zhao Guosheng roared wildly, and none of the people in the office dared to speak out, and they all looked at the floor with their heads and counted ants.

"Chef Shen, what strange thing is there in this dish? Even you can't compare with you. You are the champion of the National Cooking Competition. How can such a local bun be so delicious?"

Zhao Guosheng walked to Chen Tian who was sitting on the sofa and said with great dissatisfaction, obviously accusing the other party of being the number one in the country for being a false name and wasting the 500,000 invitation fee he gave him.

After hearing this, Chen Tian frowned, without any anger, and said calmly: "Boss Zhao thinks I can't do my best? Well, I will return the 500,000 yuan to you, just think that our Chinese Chefs Association is sorry for you, Boss Zhao!"

After saying that, Chen Tian stood up and walked out the door.

His actions shocked Zhao Guosheng and quickly stopped him: "Chef Chen, don't get me wrong. I have no intention of blaming the Chefs Association. I have not asked you to return the 500,000!"

The Chef Association is a unique existence in the Chinese chef industry. People who can enter the Chef Association have extraordinary cooking skills.

In previous years, it was the Chefs Association who held cooking competitions.

In addition, the Chefs Association also has such a high voice in the media. For example, several Chinese food programs are dominated by the Chefs Association behind the scenes.

The Chefs Association has such a huge influence that ordinary hotels dare not provoke easily, and at the very least, they can cut off the source of their chefs, so that they cannot recruit good chefs.

In the end, we will work with the media to report that like the "exchange meeting" created by Zhao Guosheng, if you come to the door for advice, you can basically destroy a restaurant!

Zhao Guosheng was able to invite Chen Tian this time because he had some interaction with the Chef Association. Otherwise, as he was, Chen Tian would not have attended a cooking exchange meeting in such a small place.

Zhao Guosheng wiped the oily sweat from his forehead and quickly continued to speak, "Chef Shen, I was too anxious before and didn't say it clearly for a while. I mean, what method did this kid use to actually make such a taste of such a grade-degraded dish!?"

"Hmph!" Chen Tian looked at Zhao Guosheng's humble appearance, snorted coldly, sat back on the sofa again, and said lightly: "This has nothing to do with the level of his chef. I have tasted the braised pork rib plate you got back before. This strange sweet smell is not something that can be made of condiments!"

Before, when Zhao Guosheng left Yunqing Hotel, it took a lot of effort to get the plate Wang Hao used to hold ribs from the hotel.

After returning to the China Restaurant, everyone tasted the residual juices left on the plate one by one.

"What does that have to do with it?" Zhao Guosheng asked in a daze.

Chen Tian's eyes were deep, and two words were spit out of his mouth: "Raw materials!"

Before Zhao Guosheng could ask, Chen Tian continued to speak: "Ripes are ordinary pork ribs, the problem lies in that strange wild fruit!"

"I have observed this kind of wild fruit before when I was cooking. This is the first time I have seen this variety of wild fruits. There is no sale on the market. When he cooked this rib, he did not give any seasoning except sprinkled with a few salt flowers. So, I dare to conclude that the essence of his dish is this wild fruit!"

"What? Just because of this wild fruit, you can make a dish so delicious?" Zhao Guosheng looked incredible.

"Boss Zhao, you are not a person in the chef industry, so you have such a surprised expression. Sometimes this raw material is more important than cooking skills. If you can get the source of this wild fruit, let alone ask me to cook, even if you cook it yourself, the dishes you make will not be worse than that boy!" Chen Tian said with a sneer.

"This..." Zhao Guosheng was still half-believing and half-doubted and continued to speak: "Is there no other way?"

"No, except to find the source of this dish, there is no way to find it. If Boss Zhao wants to bring back the Chinese restaurant, he should hurry up and ask where the source of the materials for this Yunqing Hotel comes from. Even if you increase the price, don't hesitate!"

After Chen Tian finished speaking, he didn't talk nonsense, and got up and left, leaving Zhao Guosheng, who was confused, standing in the office and being stupid...

On the same day, Wang Hao returned to Fenglin Village and asked Wang Ping to send 500 chickens over.

But unexpectedly, the chicken was so delicious that it was stolen by many people, and almost turned the Yunqing Hotel into a chicken slaughtering place.

Su Xiaoyun was so anxious that she quickly called Wang Hao to save the scene.

Wang Hao didn't say nonsense, and asked Wang Ping to pull 500 more people over.

Wang Hao could not lie down and rest until he was busy until the night.

In this case, the demand for purchasing chicken in Yunqing Hotel has been stable at about 1,000, which greatly exceeded Su Xiaoyun's estimate of 500.

All this is due to the insufficient tables in Yunqing Restaurant.

In addition to chicken, Wang Hao's eggs have also been sold, but now there is only about 100 kilograms per day, and they are all plundered by Su Xiaoyun. The price is 50 yuan per kilogram, which is 10 times the market price outside.

In this way, this chicken farm has just been opened and has an income of about 200,000 yuan a day, which is completely beyond Wang Hao's imagination.

But there is also one thing that makes Wang Hao’s headache, that is, Ye Mei.

Wang Hao got a fried wild plum rib in Yunqing Hotel, which received extremely high praise.

Su Xiaoyun immediately asked Wang Hao for it.

However, the current daily picking of wild plums is only more than 2,000 kilograms, and the beauty fruit supermarket sales account for most of the day. This is the consequence of semi-closed construction. If it is officially opened, the sales volume will continue to rise.

If both sides supply at the same time, supply will definitely be in short supply.

"Mr. Su, can't the dishes of wild plums be postponed some more? I don't have enough staff here, so the number of wild plums to pick cannot be supplied!" Wang Hao said to Su Xiaoyun on the other end of the phone with depression.

"Possessed? Still pushing? How many days have you been? You don't know how many people asked if there were any wild plum fried pork ribs as soon as they came in. I was almost driven crazy!" Su Xiaoyun said angrily on the other end of the phone.

"Also, what's wrong with your wild mushrooms? Why does the yield keep falling? The highest was about 4,000 kilograms, but later it dropped to more than 2,000 kilograms. Now it's just over 1,500 kilograms a day. You won't plan to drop below 1,000 kilograms, right?"

What else can happen? Of course, there is not enough manpower.

There are only more than 100 workers in the entire Fenglin Village who can go up the mountain today, more than 40 people go to pick wild plums, and only more than 70 people go to pick wild mushrooms.

Originally, there were some children from home who occasionally went to help, but now many schools have started, and these people who are making soy sauce are gone, and the output has immediately decreased a lot, which has caused Wang Hao to pick it to increase the yield.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!