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Chapter 2397

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Since Qin Minghao said so, Dong Dong immediately knew what he was thinking. He said directly, "I'm a member of the queuing committee of The Kitchen God. If you want to eat, it's fine as long as you line up and get a number. If you want to disturb Boss Yuan's cooking, it's definitely not allowed."

His meaning was obvious. He could eat, but he couldn't do anything else.

Dong Dong was very polite, because everyone who came was a customer, and there was no difference in status among the customers. However, he was polite, because Dong Dong was tall and muscular, and sounded a little unfriendly.

Of course, those who knew Dong Dong well knew that he couldn't be deceived by his appearance. In fact, he was a shy person. It was only after he followed Chen Wei here to maintain order that he became a little better.

"I got it." Qin Minghao nodded to show that he understood.

He wasn't a troublemaker. He just wanted to save time, so he took the opportunity to ask. Since it wasn't allowed here, he naturally wouldn't do it.

As a manager, he still had some slickness.

Dong Dong glanced at Qin Minghao and didn't say anything. He told Qin Minghao to line up in a civilized manner and then turned around and left.

"How come such a small restaurant has a person who specializes in managing the queuing? I wonder how much Boss Yuan spent to hire him." Although Qin Minghao gave up on the idea, he was still a little unhappy. Even though Dong Dong was very polite from the beginning to the end, people were sometimes very subjective.

This was the first time he had encountered such a situation.

Qin Minghao was famous for his snobbishness in the circle of managers. If you were valuable, you would definitely get good treatment. For example, Zhou Xin. Although she seemed to have no future, her family wasn't ordinary. Even if Zhou Xin seemed to have encountered a bottleneck, Qin Minghao's attitude didn't change.

Therefore, Qin Minghao had already received the news that Heavenly Queen Ye planned to come to The Kitchen God to perform. Although Qin Minghao rushed over immediately, he didn't care much about the restaurant or Yuan Zhou himself. He just wanted to investigate the reason why Heavenly Queen Ye would perform here.

Qin Minghao guessed that Heavenly Empress Ye must have met some international director or well-known producer here. To be able to attract the Heavenly Empress, it must be someone of extraordinary status. Most famous people had some eccentricities, so it was not unusual for them to like to come to this kind of small restaurant to drink and eat.

Besides, he heard that the chefs here were very famous and not unknown. Therefore, he wanted to see if Zhou Xin had a chance.

The ordinary-looking Yuan Zhou felt that something was wrong.

Of course, even if Qin Minghao was beaten to death, he would never have thought that Ye Tian's reason for coming here was very simple. It was because the red wine here was of the highest quality. Ye Tian couldn't resist the alcohol bug in her stomach, and it could be said that she had painstakingly persuaded Qin Minghao to come here.

Sometimes, people are willing to believe what they want to believe, and not what others show.

Obviously, Yuan Zhou was so famous that he could casually find out about it. However, Qin Minghao just felt that a small restaurant in a second-tier city like Chengdu that didn't even have a star was worth his attention.

The representative of Michelin Asia said that he had already fainted from crying in the toilet.

It was not that Yuan Zhou's restaurant could not be rated, but that he was not willing to rate it at all. He was not even willing to directly open a new rating system.

However, Qin Minghao's problem was small. After paying attention to it for a while, the diners' attention once again returned to the dishes made by Yuan Zhou.

You would say the taste of the dishes you ate at noon, and he would say the taste of the dishes he ate last time. Then, they would communicate with each other and decide what dishes to eat later. This was the type of people who were careful with their budgets. If their wallets had objections, they could only rely on mutual communication and word of mouth to verify with each other what dishes to order next time. This way, they wouldn't blindly order because the menu was too thick.

This was a method that the previous New Dish Expert, Ma Zhida, came up with. At first, this method was only circulated among their small team. By taking turns to order dishes, the money spent was about the same, but it felt like there was a lot of dishes to eat.

Then, it slowly spread among the diners and contributed to many diners who didn't have a lot of money. This matter was even recorded in the Chronicles of the Kitchen God, which could be considered a great achievement. Because of this, Ma Zhida even ordered an extra dish to celebrate.

Time passed quickly. Of course, it was very slow for Qin Minghao. After waiting for a full hour, it was Qin Minghao's turn to enter the restaurant. Actually, it was already quite early. There were still half of the people behind him waiting in line.

However, to Qin Minghao, it was simply torture. This was the first time that he had waited in line for such a long time. If it weren't for seeking information, he would have turned around and left.

After entering the restaurant, Qin Minghao found that waiting in line was simply a piece of cake. First, he was shocked by the narrowness of the restaurant. Then, when he was led to stand, his expression almost stiffened.

There wasn't even a chair?!

"I'm here to seek information. I'm here for Zhou Xin." After muttering to himself for several times, Qin Minghao felt a little better.

Then, when he saw the menu, he almost laughed out of anger. The boss had invested too much. Could a small restaurant with such a thick menu be able to make it?

Although he had doubts, Qin Minghao was already relatively calm after the series of provocations. He casually flipped through the menu and found that it was quite comprehensive. There were Sichuan cuisine, Cantonese cuisine, and Jiangsu cuisine.

"I wonder if this chef can cook all of them?" Qin Minghao muttered.

"Customer, what would you like to order?" Su Ruoyan came in front of Qin Minghao and asked.

"I see that your menu is quite thick. I'm a Tibetan. Do you have any special Tibetan dishes?" Qin Minghao asked.

He just wanted to complain, but he didn't really want to order anything. This was because he felt that Tibetan food could only be cooked in tents on the grassland.

No matter how delicious the food outside was, it would still be limited. It would always feel wrong.

"Yes, we do. What dishes would you like to order?" Su Ruoyan said calmly.

Ever since she found out about the new dishes yesterday, she had read the menu several times. Because she had asked the boss's opinion that there was no need to publicize the new dishes, she didn't tell others with great fanfare. However, she had secretly put in some effort to do so.

Therefore, when Qin Minghao asked, she could immediately answer.

Qin Minghao was stupefied. Really?

"Then I want a steamed yak tongue, fried lung, blood sausage, and ginseng fruit rice." Qin Minghao still couldn't calm down.

He wanted to make things difficult for the chef by asking for a few difficult dishes. He felt that this chef was too arrogant. He even said that there were Tibetan dishes.

"Alright. Please wait for a moment." After Su Ruoyan finished writing the menu, she took it and handed it to Yuan Zhou.

Yuan Zhou raised his head and took a glance. After confirming Qin Minghao's taste, he started to cook. Of course, because he was the second person to order the ethnic minority dishes, he still gave him a second glance to show his attention.



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