The lunchtime started off very well, with many people who had eaten the food at Shiwei Pavilion coming over to express their wish to make a reservation.
Song Chen finally asked them to put up a notice.
During the trial opening period, reservations will no longer be accepted after ten tables are filled. There is a limit of 50 free dishes per day, first come, first served.
Fifty is not a lot, but Song Chen is not stingy either.
The chef was really exhausted this morning, and he was basically cooking non-stop. After all, it was a matter of time that was agreed upon with someone.
There was about an hour's rest time in the afternoon, and Song Chen quickly asked the chef to take a rest.
What surprised her was that Song Laowu went to shopkeeper Zheng alone and asked some questions about the menu, and then ran to the kitchen and started cutting the ingredients silently.
My knife skills are pretty good, the key is a steady hand, and it seems like it’s not all bad.
What he is preparing now are things that will be used later. The speed is a bit slow, but he is getting better and better.
It seems that the decision to let him come to the restaurant was the right one.
As soon as Shen Shi arrived, the chef returned to the kitchen. Seeing the things Song Laowu had prepared, he nodded with satisfaction, "If you want to learn, I can teach you."
Generally, skilled people are very protective of their skills, fearing that teaching their apprentices will starve the master to death.
But this chef is different. He doesn't rely on these things to eat. He is almost a person that Cang Xiuxuan brings wherever he goes. Now these diners can only eat the dishes he cooks because of Song Chen's credit.
Song Laowu was overjoyed, "Can you really teach me?"
The more he thinks about it, the more he understands that at his age, he has accomplished nothing and knows nothing, but being a chef is also a craft. If he learns it, he will not have to worry about eating and drinking.
"You follow me and learn, but you can't delay other things." Teaching is about teaching, and things can't be missed.
Song Laowu nodded hurriedly, "I will."
He heard Wang Dazhu say that he had been in Piaoxiang Building for several years and was not allowed to enter the kitchen except when serving dishes. Once when he went to get something temporarily, he met the cook who was cooking, and he was scolded.
The two of them were preparing to cook the dishes that others had ordered for the afternoon, but there was already a commotion outside.
"Call your shopkeepers to come out. What kind of restaurant is this? I feel upset after eating the food delivered by your restaurant. If you can't bear to give it, don't give it to me. What are you doing with these stale dishes! I think your meat is all dead pork."
"
Cong Zhu was still sitting outside and immediately laughed when he heard what this man said.
"Let me tell you, sir, when have you ever eaten live pork? As long as you eat pork, you have to kill the pig first. Did you see it when we killed the pig before?"
"So what if you see it? It's not like you don't know how to sell dog meat like sheep's head. Who knows if you actually took the meat and used it."
That person is here to cause trouble anyway, and it’s him who says anything.
"After we killed the pigs before, we delivered them to the kitchen under the witness of everyone. It's quite a coincidence. Today, the things in the market in our town were sold very fast. I don't know why I bought so much.
, like our Shiwei Pavilion, we can guarantee that the dishes are absolutely the freshest every day, so there is no need to stock up.”
Some people in the town also know what Congzhu said.
"I also thought it was quite strange. After I brought the food here, I wanted to go to the market to buy something to cook, but I found that the market was already empty. It used to be very lively at that time."
"I thought I was the only one who thought it was strange. You guys have bumped into each other. It's really rare. When I went out in the morning, I saw a lot of people setting up stalls."
Zhudu heard these words, lowered his head and snickered, setting the stage first, so that everyone would have a sense of enlightenment when they were exposed later.
When they said this to the one who was causing trouble, one of them suddenly became angry.
"Does this have anything to do with me eating bad food? Now I seriously suspect that the food in your food court is not fresh and not handled cleanly. You want to attract customers with food delivery, but you are reluctant to spend money. You are such a bitch.
The archway is both important and erected!"
By chance, another dish appeared on Congzhu's table, and Congzhu shouted to the crowd.
"Who is No. 40? Do you want more food?"
A thick-set woman emerged from the crowd, and took the food from the bamboo table with a smile, "I went to my sister's house for a few bites this morning, and your food is really delicious. No fool would want it.
"
The woman picked up the dish she ordered and turned around and glared at the man again, "I think you are deliberately looking for trouble. I also ate it this morning. Why are you okay?"
There were some people behind who had come early to wait for their food. When they heard what the fat woman said, they all spoke up.
"Nine times out of ten, it's the peers who are looking for trouble. Who is so shameless? Tell me and listen."
"Yes, which family do you belong to? If you tell us, we will never go there again. Such a big belly is really ridiculous. I advise you to go back quickly and don't delay us getting the food."
"Hurry up and don't delay us getting the food..."
"..."
The man didn't expect that all the neighbors would help him, so he ran away in despair.
But not long after, a few more people came, this time carrying door panels. The faces of the people on the door panels were pale, and their breathing had become very weak.
"Call the owners of your Shiwei Pavilion to come out. Are you really human? People have been poisoned after delivering food!"
The people who came with him were all clamoring, and the gate of Shiwei Pavilion was tightly surrounded.
A discerning person will know at a glance that this is to cause trouble.
But they didn't plan to say anything, they just waited to see how Shiwei Pavilion would deal with it.
Congzhu has already prepared for this, "Everyone who comes to our Shiwei Pavilion to pick up food will be registered. What is the number and name of this person and what dish did he order?"
Although he has not yet reached the point where he has a photographic memory, he can remember everyone who has ordered food and taken orders from him. This person in front of him is really unfamiliar.
Never seen it.
When the person who was carrying the man heard Congzhu's question, he immediately cursed fiercely, "He's simply not a human being. Didn't you see that everyone was poisoned like this? How can I still answer your question? Besides, it's not like that."
Will someone who gets into trouble after eating your food come to you?"
Congzhu was not frightened by his ferocious look at all, "This is all untrue. You have to provide evidence before we will believe it. Besides, why are we poisoning his food? He is the only one among so many people.
He was poisoned. Isn't it just a coincidence? We happen to have a good relationship with Hui Chun Tang. I'm going to find a doctor to come over and take a look at him."
After saying this, Congzhu made a gesture to call people.