"No name?"
"This …"
Wang Peng looked at Xue Zhebin and realized that Xue Zhebin was just like the waiter, smiling without saying a word.
Wang Peng felt like he was being looked down upon, as if he was a country bumpkin who had never seen the world.
"That's not right. How can the restaurant be registered without a name? Or is it a strategy to not tell the customers the restaurant's name on purpose? "
Wang Peng felt frustrated today.
As the co- founder of Quanmin Reviews, he had been to many restaurants and seen many unique ones.
However, such a bizarre thing as today was really rare.
Generally speaking, even some low-profile private kitchens would have a name. For example, they would use the house number as the restaurant's name, such as Kitchen 45, Restaurant 78, and so on.
After all, no matter how low-profile it was, it still had to have a name. Otherwise, when people wanted to eat, they would not know how to describe the restaurant. That would be too much of a hindrance.
Moreover, without a name, it would not be good for the customers to spread the word of mouth and increase their popularity.
Unless the owner of the restaurant did not care about popularity at all, or was extremely confident in his restaurant, he would not do this.
Xue Zhebin saw Wang Peng's confused expression and felt very satisfied. An inexplicable sense of superiority arose in him.
"Don't think about it. Hurry up and eat. The food will get cold," Xue Zhebin urged.
Wang Peng nodded and temporarily put these thoughts behind him. He took out his phone and wanted to take a picture.
The waiter was about to remind him, but Xue Zhebin spoke first.
He pointed at the number plate beside the table. "No pictures."
Wang Peng: "?"
This restaurant was not very big, but there were many rules!
Wang Peng had heard of some restaurants that did not allow pictures, but that was very rare, and it was mainly in foreign countries.
In China, if a restaurant did not allow customers to take pictures, it would definitely be very inhumane. In China, taking pictures before eating was almost a ritual. If they were not allowed to take pictures, how could they show off?
Spending so much money on a meal but not being able to show off was no different from never coming to the restaurant.
Of course, a rule like "no pictures" was definitely not mandatory. If you insisted on taking out your phone to take pictures, the waiter would not smash your phone.
They would only come over and very politely remind you that if you insisted on taking pictures, there was nothing they could do.
However, the waiter came over to remind them, "Please don't take photos." This had already greatly affected the customer's dining experience. Most restaurants would not do such a stupid thing.
What's more, if customers took a few beautiful photos of the delicacies and shared them, it would attract more customers. It was equivalent to advertising the restaurant for free, so why not?
Therefore, no matter how one looked at it, it was very strange for a restaurant to not allow people to take photos.
Wang Peng was confused. "What does that mean? These dishes look so good. Wouldn't it be a waste if we don't take pictures? "
He looked at the dishes in front of him. Each and every one of them looked, smelled, and looked good. He couldn't take a photo and tell others that he had eaten these dishes.
The smile on Xue Zhebin's face grew wider. Wang Peng's confusion made him feel an inexplicable sense of superiority, so he explained on behalf of the waiter.
"This is the wonder of this shop."
"The owner of this restaurant thinks that taking pictures will distract people from enjoying the food."
"If all you think about is how to find a good angle and good lighting, you won't be able to focus on enjoying the fragrance, taste, and meticulously crafted details of the food itself."
"Only by putting down your phone can you better focus on enjoying the state of communicating with friends, enjoying the food, and being completely relaxed."
"Therefore, let's do as the Romans do today. I know you're busy with work, but the time of a meal can't delay anything. Put your phone away."
Wang Peng still felt that it was a pity, but since Xue Zhebin had already spoken, it would be very unsightly to force him to take pictures with his phone. Therefore, he put his phone away and began to enjoy the food.
Tomahawk steak, matsutake, caviar … None of these were cheap. This meal alone cost more than ten thousand yuan.
Moreover, Xue Zhebin didn't order the most expensive dishes here, because he wasn't sure if the ingredients that needed to be pre-ordered were real or fake.
Wang Peng tasted them one by one, savoring them carefully.
"As expected, these really aren't ordinary ingredients."
As a senior manager of the review website, Wang Peng had tasted many delicacies. After all, this was part of his job.
Whether a dish was delicious or not depended on the ingredients, the chef's cooking skills, and finally the dining environment, atmosphere, and the mood of the diner.
Among these, good ingredients were the most important prerequisite.
Wang Peng tasted a little and could tell that these ingredients were definitely the real deal!
Of course, they couldn't be considered top-notch ingredients. This was because many of the precious ingredients overseas were not for sale in their places of origin. Their production was limited, and they could only be supplied to a small part of the surrounding areas. They couldn't be transported to China at all.
However, it was obvious that this nameless restaurant used the best ingredients available in the country.
Xue Zhebin observed Wang Peng's expression. "How's the taste?"
As a second-generation rich kid, Xue Zhebin had indeed eaten many good things. He had a good ability to distinguish between good and bad dishes, but he wasn't a professional after all. There was still a gap between him and Wang Peng.
Wang Peng nodded in satisfaction. "Very good. I even feel that it's better than what I've eaten before. "
"For example, this caviar. Currently, 30% of the world's caviar production comes from our country. Of the 26 Michelin three-star restaurants in Paris, 21 use the top caviar from our country."
"Our country's farmed caviar is completely comparable to wild caviar."
"I've also gone to some restaurants in Beijing and Shanghai. The ingredients should be the same."
"But for some reason, I always feel that the caviar here is more delicious."
"Could it be because of the psychological effects of the cutlery and environment?"
Xue Zhebin thought of the changes in the private room and said, "Speaking of which, this private room has clearly been redecorated today. From the decorations to the dining table and cutlery, everything is very different from the last time I came."
He looked at the waiter beside him. "Why did you change these things?"
The waiter smiled and replied, "Because our boss believes that the environment is also a key part of the dining experience."
"It's just like how the ancient literati drank wine. Different wines had to be drunk with different glasses, and there were many complicated and cumbersome procedures. This was not only a ritual, but also because suitable cutlery could better display the uniqueness of the wine and better set off the special atmosphere."
Wang Peng was speechless. After a moment of silence, he nodded. "Very particular."
If he had heard this on any other occasion, Wang Peng would definitely have sneered and commented with one word: fancy.
Changing the interior decorations, dining tables, and cutlery for different foods was just a superficial thing. If the dishes were not delicious, all of this would be superficial.
However, what if the ingredients and the chef's skills had reached a very high standard?
The ingredients used here were top-notch, and the chefs hired were also top-notch. Compared to other high-end restaurants, this place was not inferior, but it did not have any advantages either.
At that time, the only things that could leave a deep impression in the customers' hearts were some minor details.
For example, a special dining environment, attentive service, suitable cutlery, and so on.
In addition, photos were not allowed here. Everyone would focus all their attention on the food. Subconsciously, there would be a psychological hint that the food was really delicious.
In this way, two identical dishes would leave a different impression on the diners!
"How much is this meal?" Wang Peng asked again.
Xue Zhebin smiled and said, "Thirteen thousand yuan."
Wang Peng felt sincerely moved. "That's quite worth it."
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After walking out of Ming Yun Private Kitchen, Wang Peng still felt like he had not had enough.
Although he had been 'cheated' by Xue Zhebin and had spent more than ten thousand yuan on this meal, he still felt that it was worth it.
If not for Xue Zhebin's introduction, Wang Peng would not have known that there was such a high-end restaurant in Jingzhou.
It was not just a matter of the food being delicious.
The location was hidden and low-key. The environment was very classy, and the service was attentive. In addition, photos were not allowed. It was very classy.
This place was very suitable for business banquets.
The price was high, but it was worth it as long as it was classy enough to make business partners eat happily and feel valued!
What's more, Wang Peng looked at the price on the receipt and found that it was completely within the acceptable range.
That was because high-end ingredients were expensive. In addition, there was a top-notch chef, the venue, the manpower needed to change the cutlery, and so on …
The price was quite reasonable!
However, Wang Peng felt that it was a pity that he did not manage to get the contact information of the restaurant's owner.
When they were paying after the meal, a branch manager with the surname Lin came over and politely asked if the two of them had any suggestions and if there were any areas that could be improved.
Wang Peng took the opportunity to ask for the owner's contact information. He hoped that the restaurant would become a partner of Quanmin Reviews.
However, this Branch Manager Lin tactfully declined.
Strictly speaking, it was not branch manager Lin who rejected him. It was branch manager Lin who rejected him on behalf of the restaurant's owner. He only gave his phone number to Wang Peng and not the owner.
Moreover, branch manager Lin also rejected Quanmin Reviews' proposal on behalf of the owner. He was not even willing to reveal the name of the restaurant.
Wang Peng was too embarrassed to force it. After all, from the restaurant's location, early publicity, and other aspects, the boss behind the scenes was indeed a low-key person. Not giving his contact information was in line with his style.
Therefore, Wang Peng only took down branch manager Lin's contact information. This way, he could make an appointment in advance for important business banquets in the future.
However, he still felt that it was a pity that he could not represent Quanmin Reviews to establish a partnership with this restaurant.
However … without establishing a partnership, could it not be displayed on the review website?
Of course not.
Quanmin Reviews had a "store add" function. Users could add information about businesses on their own.
However, the name of the restaurant had to be filled in. He had to get the staff to help him with that.
Wang Peng immediately noted down the location of the restaurant. Then, he called the technical staff. "There's a high-end restaurant here. Put it on the website. I'll personally write a review later.
"There's no name. Just leave it blank."
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