They were all Soup Dumplings, but there were differences between different steamed buns. For example, the Soup Dumplings prepared by Yuan Zhou for the customers were the kind of big steamed buns. Not only were they huge, but they were also crystal clear. One could clearly see the broth flowing inside. The Soup Dumplings were trembling, making people want to take a sip just by looking at them.
Naturally, the dumplings prepared for Yin Ya were small and exquisite soup dumplings. They were still transparent and had flowing juices. The folds of the dumplings were clear and beautiful. Each of them was like a priceless crystal. They were beautiful and delicious. Most importantly, they were easy to carry around.
The diners didn't know these differences. Drinking a mouthful of hot soup on a cold winter day was an absolute enjoyment.
After Wuhai announced that today's breakfast would be soup dumplings, the grandpa, who was a true fan of soup dumplings and happened to come today, almost jumped up.
It couldn't be helped. There was a capricious boss who didn't have the same breakfast every day. Even if it was the same sometimes, it might not be the one he liked. Although they were all very delicious, everyone had their own preferences. After all, people's hearts were biased.
No one knew when it started, but Wuhai took on the role of announcing breakfast every morning. His nose was definitely not a disgrace to his identity as a black beast.
With Wuhai announcing the breakfast content, it was perfect to know whether today's breakfast was new or old. It was much more useful than Ma Zhida, the expert of new dishes.
Since Yuan Zhou introduced a lot of new dishes one after another, Ma Zhida's title as the expert of new dishes had long been in name only. The biggest reason was definitely that his wallet was not fat enough. It was definitely not because he was not capable enough. Ma Zhida had always believed so.
Wuhai had already announced today's breakfast. Although everyone was excited, they could still control their emotions. After all, they hadn't eaten yet. Until Su Ruoyan carried out a box with the words "hotpot lucky draw" written on it, the atmosphere of the scene was instantly ignited.
Whether it was the people in the queue waiting to eat and draw the lucky draw or the people lining up at the side waiting for the lucky draw, they all began to get excited.
Some people even blew on their hands, not because they were cold, but because they wanted to blow away the bad luck and keep the good luck. Of course, the key was that they could also get the lucky draw.
"The lucky draw for the hotpot quota will now begin. Anyone who wants to eat hotpot can do so. There are only ten quotas until there are no more," Su Ruoyan said.
This was the second time she had drawn the hotpot quota, but she had drawn the vegetarian banquet quota, the daily drinking quota, the whole roasted lamb quota, and so on. Su Ruoyan was definitely familiar with this.
The lucky draw naturally started with Wuhai, who was ranked first every day. As long as Wuhai stayed at home, he would never lose his first place, unless it was snatched by Queen Jiang. If he couldn't beat Queen Jiang, he could only pinch his nose and accept it.
In any case, as long as Wuhai was around, they would always be the highest ranking third party.
Of course, Wuhai was good at snatching the first place, but when it came to luck, it didn't mean that the Black Beast was luckier than others. For example, now, Wuhai didn't get the quota. A bright white ball had already explained the problem.
Mao Xiong also failed miserably. He still got the white ball. After confirming that he didn't get the quota, Wuhai began to stare at the people behind him who were drawing the lottery. If there was someone he knew who had drawn the lottery, his eyes would keep flickering. Obviously, he was already thinking about how to get in touch with them and get two quotas.
As a supporter of hotpot, especially the spicy hotpot, he couldn't wait to eat it every day. How could he miss this hotpot day? He had to eat it.
Not to mention that Wuhai and Mao Xiong were discussing how to get the quota from the people they knew, for example, Wu Zhou and Wu Yungui who had just drawn the lottery were being watched.
The most conspicuous ones at the scene weren't Wuhai and Mao Xiong. After all, every customer who didn't draw the lottery would stare at every one who was drawing the lottery or who had already drawn the lottery, thinking about how to get in touch with them. It didn't seem abrupt at all, but was quite in line with the national conditions. After all, China was a society of human relations.
Apart from the people who had drawn the lottery, the most attractive one was definitely a group of people, both male and female. No matter what clothes they were wearing, they all wore a clean and beautiful dark green apron around their waists, on which several big characters of Qin Fang Hotpot were written, which was quite eye-catching.
The number of people was also very objective. It was estimated that there were at least 50 people. Besides, they didn't line up together. Basically, they were separated by another person.
They all stood in the line specially for drawing the lottery. To be honest, if it weren't for the fact that this place was The Kitchen God and Yuan Zhou was in charge, it would be impossible to find so many people to make sandwiches for more than 50 people.
"Did you arrange this?" Tian Penghao stood behind Yan Junchang and asked in a low voice.
At this moment, they were also standing in the line, waiting for the lottery. However, in order to ensure that the 10 lottery spots wouldn't be drawn before they drew the lottery, they lined up at the front as they came earlier.
Although the surroundings were hazy and there was still a lot of fog that hadn't dissipated, everyone's surroundings could be seen quite clearly. Of course, the people in the line further away couldn't be seen so clearly. That was also the reason why they couldn't be sure how many people Yan Junchang had arranged.
"There is strength in numbers. Although we might not be able to draw the lottery, others might be able to draw the lottery. At that time, we can go to eat hotpot. Therefore, I have arranged all the employees of the three restaurants to draw the lottery. I wonder if it's enough?" Yan Junchang pondered with knitted brows.
Tian Penghao choked and didn't know what to say. Qin Fang Hotpot Restaurant wasn't an ordinary small hotpot restaurant. The number of people in each restaurant was basically about 20, no more and no less. If 60 to 70 people were to draw the lottery together, at least one would be able to draw the lottery. Instantly, he felt relieved.
Obviously, he didn't know that Yan Junchang was still thinking about whether it was enough or not.
This scene was much better than the time when Chen Wei asked his apprentices to draw the lottery. First of all, there were more people.
As the saying goes, 'Many hands make light work' and 'Unity is strength'. However, sometimes, having more people wasn't enough.
As the saying goes, 'When a bear is in a nest, if it isn't a chieftain, then it's a pile of chieftains.'
When it was Yan Junchang and Tian Penghao's turn to draw the lottery, although they were already prepared to not draw the lottery, they still felt a little disappointed when they really drew two white balls.
It was a pity that Yan Junchang, who had always been a strategist, didn't expect the following scene.
Although the employees of Qin Fang would draw the lottery once every other person, it was just so strange sometimes. Out of 60 people, none of them drew the red ball. All of them drew the white ball. They could even form a team to sell the ball.
However, two of the diners sandwiched between them drew the red ball. Only they didn't draw it. This was embarrassing.
Tian Penghao was speechless.
The result came as fast as a tornado. It took him a while to realize that none of them had drawn the lottery.
"Is it a bad time for us to go out today?" Tian Penghao asked.
If no one drew the lottery, they wouldn't be so angry. However, two of them had drawn the lottery. Even if they wanted to say that they weren't unlucky, they wouldn't be able to stand on their feet.
"I think it's because there are too few people," Yan Junchang said solemnly.
Tian Penghao didn't know whether to agree or to suggest going to the temple to take a look at the winter scenery.
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