Originally, Su Ruoyan had thought that there would be fewer customers after breakfast. But when it came to lunch and dinner time, the customers became more active.
There were also many customers who came late and didn't get the number ticket. They were also very interested in participating.
"I still underestimated the influence of my boss. If I had known earlier, I would have printed more in the morning." Su Ruoyan felt that she had to keep this matter in mind. She couldn't make a mistake at the same place.
The voting time mentioned by Yuan Zhou would end after dinner. As for why he didn't count in the pub, firstly, it was almost enough. Secondly, Yuan Zhou felt that the votes of drunken people didn't count.
He really didn't know who gave Yuan Zhou the wrong impression. How could someone get drunk with such a small amount of wine?
After the operation of The Kitchen God ended for the day, Yuan Zhou went back to his bedroom on the second floor. There was a big box of papers, which were all contributed by the customers of The Kitchen God.
Before Su Ruoyan got off work, she collected all the comments according to Yuan Zhou's instructions.
Speaking of which, Yuan Zhou also forced Su Ruoyan to pay for the two photocopies.
Why did he say that? Because Su Ruoyan didn't think the money was much. Besides, her boss treated her very well, so she didn't intend to accept it.
But to be honest, Yuan Zhou thought that it was Su Ruoyan's duty to do a good job in the survey of the New Year goods. But it was impossible for her to let her employees pay for it.
It wasn't a matter of the money. Anyway, Yuan Zhou felt that he had to figure it out.
He took out a small notebook and then started to count. Yuan Zhou didn't count the exact number, but it took him two hours to basically finish it.
"Finally, it's done." Yuan Zhou stretched himself. The result was out of Yuan Zhou's expectation.
"I thought it would be the Cured Meat Sausage Pancake. I didn't expect the Sausage Pancake to win. It seems that everyone still has a special liking for sausage. 60% of the people chose it." Yuan Zhou looked at the statistics.
"Sausage is also divided into spicy and cantonese. In that case, the pancake should also be divided into two flavors to satisfy the needs of people with different tastes." Yuan Zhou considered.
Actually, not only the Sausage Pancake, but also the three New Year goods chosen by Yuan Zhou weren't available in the market. Besides, The Kitchen God didn't sell them during normal times. After all, the New Year goods should be unique.
What Yuan Zhou was considering was not only the taste of the cakes, but also the packaging. Since the cakes could be taken away, the packaging was naturally necessary.
"It's time for the restaurant belle of Master Chef Restaurant to make her presence known." Yuan Zhou picked up a piece of white paper from the table and started to draw.
He planned to draw a logo himself and send it to the packaging factory so that the packaging factory could produce it accordingly. Previously, the packaging of the spicy strips he gave to the naughty brat didn't have a logo printed on it, which made him depressed for a long time.
Although Yuan Zhou hadn't learned how to draw, he had learned color matching from Wu Hai and had some experience when composing pictures. It shouldn't be a problem.
After drawing the logo, Yuan Zhou screened the packaging factories around Chengdu. When he finally decided on one, it was already too late when he was about to make a phone call.
"I'd better sleep first. I'll be busy tomorrow." Yuan Zhou decided to rest.
Even with the help of the system, he had to sleep to the minimum required by the system to ensure that he had enough energy to cook delicacies the next day.
A trademark could be registered or not. But if it wasn't registered, it wouldn't be protected by the law.
Naturally, Yuan Zhou would take some time to register it. That was what the naughty kid had told him. Even if he didn't sell it for money, the core value of registering a trademark was to protect the consumers.
If he didn't register it, the consumers would be hurt if the trademark was stolen.
The early worm would be eaten by the birds.
Yuan Zhou got up early in the morning. Following his usual pace, he washed up, jogged, and ate noodles. Every day, he would add an extra bowl of noodles for later use.
After the breakfast hours of The Kitchen God ended, Yuan Zhou called the packaging factory that he had picked yesterday.
"Hello, is this Tianyou Packaging Factory?"
"Yes. Do you need to make a reservation for the packaging business?" A soft girl answered the phone.
"I want to order some packaging boxes. I can provide the blueprints. Is there any problem with your factory?" Yuan Zhou asked.
"No problem. But there is a requirement for the quantity," the girl answered.
"How much?" Yuan Zhou also thought of the problem of quantity.
He knew about this. If a professional packaging factory made a dozen … they wouldn't even be able to earn back the electricity cost of the machines.
"200 for each order. There are no specific patterns. If there are special requirements for the packaging, the minimum order is 500." The girl explained the rules in detail.
"No problem. I need 750 specific packages. How long will it take to finish?" Yuan Zhou asked.
The main reason was that it was less than a month before the Chinese New Year. The New Year's goods had to be prepared in advance. If the cardboard boxes weren't ready by then, Yuan Zhou's plan would be ruined.
This was the first time he had served Winter Solstice Lamb Soup and New Year's goods this year.
"Send us the custom-made blueprints. We can only confirm it with the master. If you have time, you can come over to discuss the details," the girl said.
"Can I do it now?" Yuan Zhou asked directly.
"Uh … yes." The girl didn't expect it to be so urgent.
Tianyou Packaging Factory was carefully selected by Yuan Zhou. He didn't know if it had anything to do with Tianyou Dairy. Anyway, it was a mid-to-high-end package. It was at most half an hour away from The Kitchen God.
After informing Su Ruoyan, Yuan Zhou left hurriedly.
Looking at other provinces and cities, the Chinese New Year was coming. Chefs were all busy. Now, they were even busier. What they were busy with was related to Yuan Zhou.
Ever since it was announced that Yuan Zhou would start accepting in-name disciples after the Chinese New Year, the uproar on the Internet had already been mentioned. The level of excitement in reality wasn't any less.
First, let's talk about the two spots representing foreign cuisines.
"Suchasang, it's settled. We'll proceed according to the plan. Once the Chinese New Year is over, we'll go find the Grandmaster together." Dashi Xiujie confirmed with Sucha.
"No problem. Don't worry, Dashi Jun. I'm sure there won't be any problem." Sucha also looked determined.
"That's good. See you when we meet in China." After Dashi Xiujie made sure he didn't miss anything, he carried his luggage and walked toward the airport.
"Dashi Jun, you can do it. You're the best." Sucha looked serious.
"Sucha Jun, you can do it," Dashi Xiujie also said.
The two of them cheered each other on. Dashi Xiujie and Sucha's plan was very simple. Only the strong could have the position of a Grandmaster's apprentice disciple!
Therefore, Dashi Xiujie held a cooking discussion meeting and Sucha also held a Buddha's Blessing Banquet. Specifically, Dashi Xiujie wanted to challenge the possible opponents in Japan with his culinary skills and Sucha wanted to challenge the chefs in Thailand.
The two of them were the best of the younger generation in their own countries. The older generation didn't want to compete with them, so they just wanted to beat them up!
As for the other countries in Asia, Dashi Xiujie and Sucha expressed that when a Grandmaster accepted an apprentice, it was definitely a competition of hand speed. If they were fast, they would definitely have an apprentice. If they were slow, they could only watch. Who could they blame for being slow?!
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