Yuan Zhou chose to eat the First-grade Pot at noon for two reasons. One was that Yin Ya had to go to work in the afternoon, so it was more convenient and faster to eat. The other was that Yin Ya had been talking about eating it for the past two days.
As the best fiancé, Yuan Zhou felt it was necessary to satisfy all kinds of wishes of his fiancée.
The First-grade Pot was a brilliant pearl in Hui cuisine. Not only did it have a lot of legends, but it also formed an indissoluble bond with Mr. Hu Shi. It could be regarded as a dish full of celebrity flavor and was very popular.
Naturally, Yuan Zhou made it with real ingredients. Besides, the dish was juicy and delicious. Looking at Yin Ya eating with her mouth full of oil and not caring about her image at all, one could tell how good the taste of the First-grade Pot was.
In this restaurant, Yuan Zhou and Yin Ya enjoyed a rare leisurely lunch time. In another restaurant that was having hotpot, the customers gathered together in twos and threes and whispered to each other. Occasionally, they would eat and kill time. When they were a little hungry, they could start the second round. None of them moved their buttocks.
Even the people at the table where Jiang Changxi and Wu Yungui were the busiest did not leave. What a joke! It was not easy to make time for them to eat the hot pot. How could they not eat enough?
There was another place that was also very lively.
The private room was not big. It was full of people. Some had good figures, some were short and fat, and some were old and bald. There were all kinds of people. Moreover, everyone's face was red and they looked very excited.
"Lao Wang, do you think it is necessary for us to send people to wait for the next lottery to try our luck? Don't forget why Manager Hao of Wedding Tea was so proud of himself. Shouldn't we imitate such a good method?" The man who spoke looked to be in his thirties. He was a little fat, but it could be seen that he was in good spirits.
He looked very excited. It was obvious that he was very excited. Coincidentally, his surname was also Hao. Ever since Manager Hao rose to prominence in the F&B industry and became famous, this comrade Hao Ming had been working hard. He couldn't wait to make a name for himself tomorrow.
It was a pity that the hot pot industry in Chengdu or Sichuan Province was like mushrooms after a spring rain. There were countless hot pot industries, and it was difficult to make some achievements in them. Moreover, Hao Ming wanted to be like Manager Hao, who amazed the world with a single brilliant feat. There were not so many good opportunities waiting for him.
However, it had to be said that sometimes people would get lucky. The Kitchen God grandly launched the Hot Pot Day, which immediately attracted Hao Ming's attention.
This was indeed the fault of Manager Hao, Miao Qin, and Manager Liu. Back then, when Yuan Zhou first got the milk tea gift bag and started to improve the variety of drinks in the restaurant, Manager Hao bought the information with his keen intuition and was the first batch of people to come to the restaurant to learn from the experience. After that, he went back and improved many drinks of the Joyous Tea Company that he worked for. As a result, the Joyous Tea brand was reborn not only in Chengdu but also in the whole country.
It was definitely an unconventional example of following the Kitchen God to drink the soup, and it was a very successful example. Therefore, almost all the F&B industry would pay attention to the activities of the Kitchen God from time to time. Maybe it would be their turn to drink the soup next time.
Hao Ming also thought so. Because of his relationship with Manager Hao, he was the most active one. That was why he was rewarded.
Therefore, as the vice president of the Chengdu Hot Pot Association, he immediately convened this meeting to discuss the matter of learning the hot pot from Yuan Zhou's company.
He was not going to steal the master's skills, but to taste the taste there and then come back to improve his own. After all, if one wanted to steal the master's skills, one must have the ability to do so. Otherwise, what was the point of stealing the master's skills if one could not even understand it?
Since he was not going to steal the master's skills, he definitely needed to visit Yuan Zhou and explain the situation before going there. It was basic courtesy to inform the host.
The person who was called Lao Wang was a middle-aged, bald, and fat man. He was in his 40s or 50s, and his face was white and chubby. At first glance, one could tell that he was a lucky man. At this moment, he was wiping his sweat with a handkerchief. The only drawback of being fat was that even though the weather had turned cold, he still sweated easily.
"Little Ming … No, Little Hao, don't be anxious. Let's listen to the opinions of others." Lao Wang was the president, but this association was just a convenient place for everyone to manage things. It had almost no real power.
But even so, Lao Wang did not like to take power. Even if he agreed with Hao Ming's idea, he would not make a decision arbitrarily.
Speaking of which, Hao Ming was often called Little Ming in the past. Everyone had gone through primary school, so they naturally knew how busy Little Ming was. In order not to overwork himself, Hao Ming had long stopped letting people call him Little Ming.
As soon as Lao Wang's voice fell, the people in charge of the various hot pot restaurants present expressed their opinions one after another. In any case, the news was true. They had to act immediately and not let the associations of other provinces get ahead of them. If they did not get ahead of them in their own territory, it would be too embarrassing. They could not bear such a blow.
Everything was developing in the direction that Hao Ming hoped for. He was very happy to see such a scene.
"If Manager Hao can leave, so can I." Hao Ming encouraged himself.
Although it was not the first soup, this soup was drunk with The Kitchen God. No matter how many soups it was, they could not be underestimated. Moreover, it was the second soup, which was also extraordinary.
Hao Ming was in high spirits. He wanted to go all out, but this opportunity still had to wait for the hot pot day in the second half of the month. He couldn't miss the first lucky draw in the morning, so he could only wait for the next one.
In fact, Hao Ming had received the news early in the morning. Moreover, he had obtained the first-hand information through the same channel as Manager Hao. However, he was unlucky. Although a total of five people had been arranged to draw the lottery together, the chances were too slim. None of them had won.
Moreover, he did not know the diners who went today, so he naturally did not have the chance to get a spot. He could only wait for the next opportunity.
Lao Wang and the others did not know about this matter.
At the beginning of the hot pot day, it was bustling, and at the end, it was also vigorous. All the diners walked slowly with their hands on their stomachs. They were afraid that if they walked too fast, they would throw up their food. It could be seen that they were really full.
Even Jiang Changxi and the others, who had always been paying attention, were the same. The popularity of the Hot Pot Day this time was beyond Yuan Zhou's imagination.
"Today is the most full I've eaten since the opening of the restaurant. It's a pity that I have to wait for another half a month before I can come again. I feel that the days are a little hard to bear."
"I think I can still eat, but it's a pity that it's coming to an end."
"It would be great if every day was a Hot Pot Day. I can eat it from noon to night every day. I feel so happy just thinking about it."
The diners sighed with emotion while walking. It was fortunate that those who drew the lottery draw were not eating the Hot Pot Day at the same time. Otherwise, there would be two stomachs to hold the liquor and dishes.
After seeing off the diners, Yuan Zhou and Su Ruoyan cleaned up a little and planned to go back to the second floor of the restaurant to change and wash up to prepare for the food in the pub.
In fact, there was not much to clean up. The diners were very conscious to put the finished plates on the side in the designated position. The table was also very clean. At most, they just needed to carry the pots and other things in.
There was nothing more worry-free than the diners of The Kitchen God.
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