"Aden Square Delicious Cuisine Rankings?" Meg opened the door and looked at the two middle-aged men in red vests. He shook his head and said, "Not interested." Then he closed the door.
"Hmm?" Alvin and Luther looked at each other in surprise. Generally, newly opened restaurants were very enthusiastic about things like the Aden Cuisine Rankings. After all, as long as they entered the top 100, it was equivalent to having an additional advertising opportunity for all diners. That was something that could directly increase their turnover.
Of course, it was basically impossible for a new restaurant to enter the top 100, but there had never been a boss who refused without even thinking.
"Luther, let's go. It seems that the owner is quite self-aware. If a restaurant that has only been open for a dozen days can make it onto the list, some people will doubt the authority of our Gourmet Cuisine Ranking," Alvin said unhappily as he closed the book in his hand.
"I don't think any restaurant in the Aden Square would use such a large piece of crystal as a decoration. Maybe they have a lot of money." Luther pointed at the floor-to-ceiling glass with a surprised expression.
Meg was indeed not interested in the so-called Gourmet Rankings. These things had always been prepared for those customers who did not have their own opinions and wanted to find their own delicacies. Moreover, the restaurants on the rankings were usually not the ones with the best and most unique tastes, but the ones with the highest prices and the highest number of customers. This was because only they could have a large number of votes.
The real delicacies were often hidden in the restaurants in the middle and lower reaches. Some restaurants would not even appear on the list. They were hidden in some corner of the city, waiting for customers to discover them.
Of course, the most important thing was that Meg no longer had to worry about the source of customers. Instead of welcoming a large wave of sightseeing customers every day because of his ranking, he preferred to receive familiar faces with spending power every day. After all, he could only provide so much food every day. Why would he need so much attention?
"Ding! New mission issued by the system: Host, please place a dish in the top 30 of this month's Aden Square Delicious Cuisine Rankings. Mission reward: one Haagen-Dazs ice cream set recipe! Mission failure penalty: a fine of 10000 gold coins! "At this moment, the system's voice suddenly sounded.
"Wait a minute, System. What did you just say about the punishment for failing the quest?" Meg's footsteps came to a halt. He felt as if he had misheard something.
"Mission failure penalty: a fine of 10000 gold coins!" The system repeated.
"What the f * ck! System, although I know you like money, can you not make it so obvious? What kind of system gives you a fine for failing a mission!!! " Meg couldn't help but roar in his heart. However, he still opened the door. With an awkward expression, he said to the two men who were about to turn around and leave, "Wait a minute, I thought about it. I'm still a little interested."
"Hmm?" Alvin and Luther turned around and looked at Meg in confusion.
"Boss, are you saying that you're going to participate in the Aden Square Aden Square food competition?" Luther asked.
"Yes, do we need to do anything?" Meg smiled and nodded, cursing in his heart. Poverty was indeed a sin. For 10,000 gold coins, he had no choice but to lower his head to the system.
Of course, Meg was also a little tempted by the Haagdazs ice cream set. It was the favorite of children, and Amy would definitely like it. She would definitely look adorable when she saw the little one eating ice cream.
It should be a piece of cake for me to get into the top 30, right? Meg was also very confident. He didn't believe that there was anyone in the Aden Square who could cook better food than him. Not to mention the top 30, he was confident that he could get into the top three.
The two men were both of medium build and around 40 years of age. Their bellies were bulging, indicating that they ate a lot. The red vests they were wearing had a pot and a spoon embroidered on the chest, and the words "Aden Square Catering Association" embroidered on the back. The man on the left was carrying a cloth bag.
"If you want to participate, you'll have to pay a registration fee of five gold coins. Then, we'll add your restaurant to the preliminary list. Starting tomorrow, customers will vote using small ballots for 10 days. In the end, the top 100 restaurants with the highest scores and votes will be selected for this month's rankings." Alvin looked up at the name of the restaurant before writing it down in his notebook. He then extended a hand to Meg in a very natural manner.
"That's it?" Meg wasn't in a hurry to pay. Five gold coins for just writing down the name of a restaurant was a little too much.
"Of course not, but the rest of the process will have to wait until the registration fee is collected," Luther said with a smile.
"Five gold coins." Mag hesitated for a moment before taking out five gold coins from his pocket and handing them to Arvin. It seemed that they were very familiar with this process. They held it once a month, so they could earn a lot of money just from the registration fee alone.
"Very good. This is a special voting ticket. Boss, after you pay the bill, you can give this ticket to the customers. With this ticket, the customers can evaluate and vote on the delicacies of the restaurant. The final voting result will be based on the evaluation of all the customers who have entered and spent in the restaurant. Then, the number of customers and the amount of money spent will be combined to give a final cumulative score. Luther pulled out two stacks of five-centimeter-wide and ten-centimeter-long cards from the cloth bag in his hand. At the same time, he extended his other hand to Meg with a smile, and said, "These are ticket papers with the association's special magic anti-counterfeiting symbol. 100 of them per stack, and one gold coin per stack. How many stacks do you need, Boss?"
"F * ck! There must be a chain of interests behind this. If one ticket paper costs one copper coin, wouldn't those restaurants with high traffic spend tens of thousands on tickets? This doesn't even include the cost of finding sponsors. I don't think it's possible to get into the top ten without at least a hundred thousand or two hundred thousand, right? " Meg raised his eyebrows. It seemed that he had thought of the problem too simply, and the otherworldly merchants were too simple-minded. They were even better at this kind of trick.
"How many tickets do you need to get into the top 30?" Meg asked tentatively.
"Top 30? That's hard to say. If the restaurant's dishes are more expensive, two or three thousand tickets would be enough. If it's like the green onion pancakes that cost five copper coins per serving, it would be difficult to get into the top 100 even with ten thousand tickets. But if it's your restaurant, I suggest you buy fewer tickets. It would be a waste to use them all up. " Luther turned to Mag with a hint of surprise on his face. He didn't think that his father, who was still so young, would be interested in the top 30 of the rankings board once he became interested in it.
One had to know that the top 30 restaurants this month were all at least three years old, and they were all quite large. Most of them even had the Aden Chamber of Commerce's emblem hanging on their doors. It was simply a fool's dream for a newly opened restaurant to want to get a share of the profits.
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