"Not only that, he is not satisfied with this casserole and wants to use a better casserole." Li Xiang continued.

Li Jianbang was completely speechless, "Is this kid stupid? Can you sell the cost so high?"

"Uh, probably that's OK." Li Xiang pursed her lips, "and I have promised him that as long as he rushes into the top three, I will ask my uncle to provide him with local chickens, and also said that you will find a better casserole for him."

"What?" Li Jianbang said as he wanted to knock Li Xiang's head with chopsticks, "Aren't you harming him?"

"How is that possible?" Li Xiang curled his lips, "His business is very popular and he doesn't have to worry about the source of customers at all."

"I've seen it before." Li Jianbang shook his head, "I have observed the guests in line, and most of them are students. Not to mention them, even if the office workers eat such expensive food every day, it will be difficult to bear. Besides, the overall environment of the food street will slowly drag him down, so I was eager to persuade the board of directors to inject capital into the food street and revitalize the situation.

Alas, nowadays customers always pay more attention to the combination of environment and taste, which is the trend.”

"Serious nonsense." Li Xiang said contemptuously, "Grandpa, you are wrong, the food street will not drag him down. On the contrary, his influence is covering the entire food street!"

"Oh, you are quite confident in him." Li Jianbang joked.

"It's not confidence, it's fact." Li Xiang was solemnly waiting and said, "You don't know that at noon today, there were more than a thousand guests in front of his restaurant!"

"More than a thousand?" Li Jianbang's tone suddenly raised, his whole face full of disbelief.

Li Xiang was startled by the old man's sudden change. Her expression that had finally become serious suddenly disappeared and she shrugged, "That's right, it's more than a thousand. And according to my estimate, with the size of his restaurant, he can receive up to two or three hundred guests, and most of the remaining ones have been scattered to other nearby restaurants. Do you think, is it the food street that will drag him down, or will it drive the vitality of the entire food street?"

"Why didn't you say it earlier?" Li Jianbang slapped the table excitedly, his old eyes were filled with anger. Such things are related to the survival of the food street, so how can we not take it seriously?

"What are you excited?" Li Xiang drooped her eyelids and pointed to the casserole on the table with chopsticks. "Do you really think I asked you to come and compete with me for food? I can finish this pot by myself."

Li Jianbang's old face turned red and he was speechless.

"You are not praising me yet. This time the matter was handled well, right?" Seeing that the former's mood stabilized, Li Xiang began to take credit.

She was quite satisfied with the ability to use the source of local chicken and casserole to motivate Chen Chong's competition.

"That's a bad thing!" Li Jianbang snorted coldly, picked up a piece of chicken and threw it into his mouth, and said while eating: "You will contact your uncle in a while and ask him to deliver authentic local chicken to Chen Chong from tomorrow. Be sure to ensure that the restaurant keeps stockings and is not out of stock. As for the issue of casserole, I will arrange it. I remember an old guy who makes casseroles, which are of high quality."

"ah?"

"What, do what I said."

"But, how do you negotiate the price?"

“The lowest price.”

"What about the money?"

"Let your uncle cushion the moon."

"What if my uncle refuses?"

"I won't? I'll deal with him."

"Ah, then you're going to help him with the money for the casserole, right? As far as I know, there are still several hundred puffs for a high-quality casserole."

"It's just a few hundred yuan, and I still have this little money. Ask him how much he wants, and give him as much as he wants, and I'll keep him to death."

"ah"

"Others are starting their own business." Li Jianbang smiled, picked up a piece of chicken and put it in his mouth, shaking his head and said, "Not delicious, this kid Chen has a really good cooking skills haha."

Li Xiang: “…”

...

Food world.

When Chen Chong rode his shared bicycle back to the restaurant, his head was still confused.

Looking up at the sky, there was no rainbow, only the scorching sun, so I was afraid I would be tanned again.

What's wrong today? Is it still favored by God if I stepped on the shit? Captain Sun gave money to the door in front, and Li Xiang called to give a gift, and one gift was a triple gift?

Just half an hour ago, he was buying vegetables and suddenly received a call from Li Xiang. After a few words of greetings, he began bombarding.

No, it’s not about smashing and smashing, but about smashing yourself with all kinds of gifts! You can’t tell the difference between the north and the south.

First, the problem of the local chicken was solved, and the delivery will start to come to your door tomorrow. Ask yourself how many of them you want; then, the high-quality casserole was contracted by Li Jianbang, and ask yourself how many of them you want; finally, if you are interested in expanding the restaurant area and discussing the rent later

Chen Chong touched the 20,000 yuan he had put out of his pocket and was speechless for a while. He originally planned to use this money to set up two shops, but now he has no place to use it. He feels like he hits his fist on cotton, and the cotton still applauds.

"Ah, boss, you're back, move the things in quickly." Bingzi stood at the kitchen door. Half of the front hall was in the sun, and she couldn't go out to help unload the goods.

"You can process these ingredients first, and I have to go out again."

After Chen Chong carried all the goods into the kitchen, he headed straight to the largest supermarket nearby. When he returned again, he came back in a minivan.

"Young man, where are you put?" A group of workers walked into the restaurant with rectangular goods.

"Put it on the kitchen on the right, right, it's right, it's against the wall." Chen Chong directed loudly.

"Boss, are you?" Ice Corpse stood beside him, with a confused look on his face.

"I bought five table-type natural gas stoves, one gas stove has two stoves, and it is ten of them in total, used to make casserole chestnut chicken." Chen Chong was afraid of the ice corpse asking questions continuously, so he simply told the other party about all the "strange things" that happened today.

"Oh." Bingzi suddenly realized, "But boss, our kitchen is only equipped with one natural gas pipeline, which is only enough for the firepower of two stoves."

"It's okay, we can use five gas tanks instead. The merchant has already contacted me and I'll send it here later." Chen Chong finally thought of a way to spend the money and was in a good mood at this moment.

This method is undoubtedly the most convenient way to unlock the kitchen.

"Young man, come the stool." A group of workers came outside the door, some carrying a stack of tall single stools, and some carrying the dining table together, blocking the restaurant door tightly in a blink of an eye.

Chen Chong pursed his lips. Just as he was about to let them put them outside, a property security guard hurried over, and then, without saying a word, opened the two roller shutter doors next to him and handed the key to himself.

"Dear masters, just put the table in those two storefronts in the form of mine."

"Okay." Everyone laughed and shouted, with great efficiency. They went back and forth twice or three times before filling the restaurant.

"Boss, there hasn't been cleaning yet." Bingzi was a little worried.

"It's okay, I didn't plan to open today." Chen Chong waved his hand, frowned again when he saw the Ice Corpse, and explained in a low voice: "The two storefronts will have to wait for the Mirror Ghost to find some labor to come and open it up completely. Then the next day I will ask two bricklayers to repair it, and finally it will be a big cleaning."

"Gee." Hearing this, Ice Corpse covered his mouth and chuckled, thinking that it would definitely be very interesting tonight.

"Humah, your pot is too exaggerated." At this moment, six workers divided into two groups and carried two giant iron pots over. Seeing them panting, they were obviously heavy.

"Thank you for your hard work, just find an empty terrain next door and put it down." Chen Chongduo glanced at Tieguo.

This iron pot was bought by the boss who was responsible for delivering gas tanks. A pot of 000 yuan is 6,000 yuan in total! The reason why it is so expensive is that this pot is made of pig iron, with a diameter of one meter and a weight of more than 30 kilograms!

Originally, this weight could be lifted by one person, but it was too large and it was inconvenient to move.

"It's so big, this pot has 100 servings of fish-flavored shredded pork at a time." Bingzi opened his mouth into an 'o' shape.

"I don't know, but at least seventy or eighty portions are definitely available." Chen Chong said confidently with his arms folded with his hands.

"Then why buy two?"

"You use it." Chen Chong poked the forehead of the Ice Corpse, "When I accumulate a few more dishes, I will find a way to save 20,000 bad luck, so that you can understand me again."

This is something he had considered a long time ago, and after the ice corpse realized it, the two of them could cook it in a few minutes to close to 200 servings of fish-flavored shredded pork or Mapo tofu.

This quantity is terrifying to think about!

One thousand people? Haha, sorry, it's only enough for me, Chen, to get stuck in my teeth!

"Okay." Bingzi patted his little hand with joy, "But, this pot is very heavy. Even if the boss learns the spoon skills and masters the skill of turning the pot, it still requires a lot of effort."

"I'm prepared, but I need you to help me when the time comes." Chen Chong pursed his lips and exhaled heavily.

"Bingbing is the boss's person." Bingzi said shyly, covering his little face.

Chen Chong rolled his eyes and did not respond.

…

In addition to natural gas stoves, tables, chairs, single stools and two giant iron pots, Chen Chong also bought some large containers specially used to store dishes after the pot, so as not to slowly fill them in the pot after frying, wasting time.

And before I knew it, dinner time was approaching quietly.

(To be continued)
Chapter completed!