Chapter 560 Zheng Siyuan
Zhou Jue and Ouyang Yang in the next box basically had the same reaction. Although they are both rich and love to eat, they have rarely eaten chicken bean curd due to geographical issues. When eating, the contrast in taste and visual impact is greater. Xu Cheng and Han Guishan's family are much older.
After eating, Ouyang Yang could not speak for a long time.
"Little sister, use my membership card to make a reservation for the private room at noon tomorrow." Ouyang Yang put down the spoon and turned to the waiter.
"Okay, Mr. Ouyang Yang, right? The membership card ends with 17. Can I just use this box?" The waiter took out a small notebook.
Ouyang Yang nodded.
"Ouyang, I remember you booked a flight back tomorrow, right?" Zhou Jian asked.
"There's no rush, there's nothing to do when I go back, I just need to change my visa. Anyway, my wife is not at home. She went to Canada to see my son the day before yesterday." Ouyang Yang said, "The chef at Jubaolou has not been thinking about cooking during this time. Come on, the dishes are cooked... Forget it, I will treat you at noon tomorrow and invite your wife and your son. "
Zhou Jian smiled and waved his hand: "Forget it, my son has been rebellious during this period and hasn't been home for several days. To call him is to call a living ancestor. I will go back and ask my wife. She is from Jiangnan. She is not used to northern cuisine. When I ask her to come to Tai Feng House, she is unwilling to come. Every day, she asks her aunt at home to cook some healthy meals for her and just nibble on some vegetable leaves.”
"It's all like this. My wife has also been like this for the past two years. She eats vegetable salads and fruit salads every day. It's popular. I saw there is Subang cuisine on the menu today. Your wife must be used to eating Subang cuisine. Little sister, Is there a new chef in your store?" Ouyang Yang asked.
"We have two chefs from Suzhou in our store. They used to work at Huangji Restaurant." The waiter said.
"Look, Huangji Restaurant, no problem."
"Come on, it's not Master Huang here. I went there once to eat at Huangji Restaurant two years ago before it was sold. It's really not as good as before. No wonder it was put up for sale so quickly." Zhou Jian sighed, "You said When we were young, how famous was Huangji Restaurant? You were in Guangdong Province and I was in Peiping. We were so far apart and we both heard about it when we were young. It was in the first issue of "Zhiwei" magazine, but it turned out to be a dump. .”
"Who says it's not?" Ouyang Yang was also deeply touched, "Just like Babao Zhai, when I first met you, when you had a banquet, you didn't invite people to Babao Zhai for business cooperation. Now Babao Zhai is just Now, I don’t think you’re even here.”
"But Babao Zhai is better than Huangji Restaurant. Although the chef's skills are not good, Ling Guangzhao's business ability is still good and he makes a lot of money." Ouyang Yang sighed, "I heard that Babao Zhai's dim sum sales are good during this period, I guess. It’s time to transform.”
Zhou Jian smiled bitterly, stopped talking, and ate quietly.
Ling Guangzhao didn't know what outsiders thought of him. He was currently thinking about someone to poach.
During this period, Babao Zhai relied on Zheng Siyuan's Bai'an dim sum to regain its reputation in Peiping like a phoenix reborn from the ashes. Relying on the reputation and good customer base that had been accumulated for many years and almost destroyed, Babao Zhai quickly Guests come like clouds.
Ling Guangzhao was looking at the financial statements for last year.
This is a financial statement that will make anyone smile after reading it. Ling Guangzhao, as the owner of this financial statement, is naturally delighted.
Ling Guangzhao read the financial statements again.
I read it twice.
Just when Ling Guangzhao was about to watch it for the third time, there was a knock on his office door.
"Come in." Ling Guangzhao said, placing the financial statement at the bottom of the document, opening the top document and pretending to read it.
Zheng Siyuan walked into Ling Guangzhao's office.
Unlike Lu Sheng, who turned the control room into an office, and the office looked as messy as a warehouse except for monitors and tea leaves, Ling Guangzhao's office looked more like the office owned by a traditional domineering president seen in TV dramas.
Although the area is not as large as in the TV series, it is well-decorated, simple and elegant, and has floor-to-ceiling windows that symbolize the status of the boss.
No one knows why Ling Guangzhao installed floor-to-ceiling windows in his 20-square-meter office on the second floor. Maybe he liked it.
"Boss Ling." Zheng Siyuan walked up to Ling Guangzhao, "I would like to take a day off."
"Is it too hard to work during this period? Do you want to take two more days off?" Ling Guangzhao asked with concern. Zheng Siyuan was his treasure trove. He had a good temper and high work efficiency. As a qualified businessman, how could he bear to give up? Half of his cornucopia was lost.
"No, it's my uncle who is here. My dad just called me and asked me to visit my uncle tomorrow. He seems to be a little airsick and not feeling well." Zheng Siyuan said.
"Master Huang has come to Peiping, is there someone to accompany him?" Ling Guangzhao looked surprised, "Since Master Huang is here, you should go and see him. I will give you two days off. You haven't had much rest during this period. I'll take this opportunity." Take the opportunity to take a good rest. If Master Huang is still feeling unwell, please feel free to contact me. I have an acquaintance in the hospital.”
Zheng Siyuan has long been accustomed to Ling Guangzhao's enthusiastic attitude. In fact, from the first time he met Ling Guangzhao, Ling Guangzhao was very enthusiastic, so enthusiastic that people were a little uncomfortable with it.
Zheng Siyuan felt that he would never forget the day he met Ling Guangzhao in his life. Thinking about it now, he still felt it was amazing. He was just selling pastries as usual at the entrance of his own shop, an ordinary community in Suzhou. The reputation of their store has always been very good, but due to the location and the store, it is not well-known. Most people who know it are locals in Suzhou.
It was 3 o'clock in the afternoon, and the mooncakes had just come out of the oven. He was sitting at the window playing with his mobile phone while waiting for customers to come to the door. He had not yet taken off his apron, and his sleeves were stained with flour and filling residue from the previous pastry making.
It was under this circumstance that he met Ling Guangzhao.
Ling Guangzhao was wearing a decent suit. He had a bad expression on his face, probably because he had just been frustrated. After entering the store, he didn't look at the price list and directly asked him what snacks he recommended.
Zheng Siyuan recommended freshly baked meat mooncakes and plum blossom cakes to Ling Guangzhao, and Ling Guangzhao bought half a catty of each.
Zheng Siyuan packed the snacks and reminded Ling Guangzhao that the fresh meat mooncakes were fresh from the oven and were best eaten while they were hot. Ling Guangzhao took a fresh meat mooncake wrapped in a paper bag and took a bite.
Then Ling Guangzhao said the words that changed the trajectory of his future life.
"Master, have you ever heard of Babao Zhai in Peiping?"
Extremely enthusiastic.
Zheng Siyuan has loved making snacks since he was a child, which is completely different from his father. Although Zheng Siyuan's father is Master Huang's younger brother, he is also a very skilled white case master. After the state-owned hotel closed down, Zheng Siyuan's father discovered that he actually loved money far more than he loved cooking, so he went overseas to do business.
Zheng Siyuan likes to make dim sum, he is not short of money, and he doesn’t like to be tied down by others. In addition, he has no business talent, so he has been opening a dim sum shop in front of the community for these years, and has not made his typical shop bigger and stronger. plan.
After his uncle's Huangji Restaurant was not doing well and was about to be put up for sale, Zheng Siyuan became more determined to open a dim sum shop at the entrance of the community.
He doesn't seek wealth or fame, he just wants to be happy making snacks.
As for how he suddenly changed his mind, Zheng Siyuan himself couldn't explain. Maybe it was because Ling Guangzhao was so enthusiastic and talkative that day. He immediately told him that he was attracted by it, and he followed Ling Guangzhao to Peiping in a daze.
"By the way, Boss Ling, there is actually something I have always wanted to ask you." Zheng Siyuan said.
"You said."
"Why did you think of going to Suzhou to find me last year?" Zheng Siyuan asked, "I mean, you probably haven't heard of it before."
Ling Guangzhao was stunned for a moment and said: "I've never heard of it, but I heard from a friend that you opened a pastry shop and I always wanted to visit it. I happened to have something to do and passed by nearby that day, so I went there."
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing, I'm just curious and want to ask. I'm going to work." Zheng Siyuan said with a smile.
"Go ahead. If you are free tomorrow, I will go with you to visit Master Huang." Ling Guangzhao smiled.
After Zheng Siyuan left, Ling Guangzhao pulled out the financial statements at the bottom and read them again with satisfaction.
He was not a magician who could calculate things, so how could he know in advance that Zheng Siyuan had opened a pastry shop in Suzhou. Besides, if he had known that there was a white case master like Zheng Siyuan before, how could he have delayed going to Gusu for so long with his temper.
Ling Guangzhao did go to Suzhou that time to recruit people, but not for Zheng Siyuan, but for Master Huang's eldest apprentice.
After the recruitment was rejected, Ling Guangzhao happened to pass by the door of Zheng Siyuan's pastry shop. He felt a little hungry and went in to buy something to eat.
But so what?
Ling Guangzhao put down the financial statements with satisfaction and hummed a tune easily.
The pearl is covered with dust, but the wise eye recognizes the pearl.
What a genius he is. (End of chapter)