Chapter 162 Not opening for half a year, opening for half a year
The bowls and chopsticks were relatively clean, but Shen Menghan still wiped them carefully with paper towels. The rice was not hot, but it was not cool, just lukewarm.
The chef's skills have not deteriorated and are still of a very high standard. Everyone including Ye Xingyu ate with gusto.
"This tastes good!" Jiang Xu praised while picking up the food with chopsticks, "I thought brother-in-law you were teasing us, but I didn't expect it to be true. The boss's cooking skills are compared to Taohuayuan's star name The cooking needs to be even better!”
Luo Li also praised: "Sure enough, people are not judged by their appearance. This restaurant doesn't look good, but it tastes really good!"
Shen Menghan was a little curious: "Normally, for this kind of craftsmanship, you should go to the city to find a good shop, so you don't have to worry about running out of business, but why should you open it in such a remote place? It's dinner time, but there is not even a customer. , can it continue to operate?”
Ye Xingyu said: "Aren't we just guests?"
"Isn't this too little? I only ordered a few dishes, and the boss can't make much money!" Shen Menghan was helping the store owner.
Ye Xingyu smiled slightly: "Have you ever heard of the saying, 'If you don't open for half a year, you can eat for half a year if you open for half a year.' As long as we do our business, the boss should have half a year's living expenses."
"What do you mean?" Shen Menghan didn't react for a moment.
Ye Xingyu pointed behind her: "Look there."
Shen Menghan turned her upper body sideways and twisted her neck to look behind her. Curious Jiang Xu and Luo Li also tilted their heads and looked. They saw black ink writing on the mottled brick wall. However, it had been too long and they were all The color has faded and needs some brainstorming before it can be restored.
Looking at the crooked and fuzzy handwriting, Jiang Xu took a lot of effort to recognize it, and read it word by word: "Eat, ha, order, ha, one, dish, one, apartment... What does this mean?" ?”
The other two people also saw it inexplicably and didn't understand why.
Ye Xingyu couldn't help but laugh out loud and corrected: "It's 'what to eat, one dish is ten thousand'. He wrote the wrong word, he wrote 'ha', and he wrote the word ten thousand in traditional Chinese."
"This means..." Jiang Xu scratched his head, and it took him two seconds to react, and exclaimed, "One dish, ten thousand yuan?"
"That's right!" Ye Xingyu gave a positive reply, but his tone was very calm, which was in contrast to Jiang Xu's shock.
"Holy shit! Is this a shady store?" Jiang Xu was dumbfounded.
Ten thousand yuan per dish has reached the highest charging standard in the catering industry.
For example, at the world-famous Zhiweixuan, the highest-priced item is the Manchu-Han banquet, with a total of 108 dishes, priced at over one million yuan, which averages out to 10,000 yuan per dish, which should be the highest among all restaurants in the world.
But that is Zhiweixuan. It is magnificently decorated and eye-catching. Even if it is not as good as Yujing Terrace, it is still on the same standard as Taohuayuan and Zuishanju. Every customer is assigned a waiter to serve him, and the tableware is also inlaid with gold. Silver, full of style, how can this shabby restaurant compare?
Look at what’s there, the tables and chairs with peeling paint and black paint, the dusty floor, the mossy walls, and the arrogant boss...
There is no signboard, no store name, no menu, no tea, no heating, not even a door, just a rag curtain to cover the whole thing. What kind of restaurant is this? With such service, you still want to sell a dish for 10,000 yuan?
Except for Ye Xingyu, the three of them were about to collapse, their outlook on life was completely destroyed, and they felt like they had entered a dark shop.
Ten thousand yuan per dish is indeed very expensive, but people like them can afford it. The problem is that it is too dark!
Except for the taste, there is nothing, and everything else is a minus. This is like slaughtering a living person as a fat pig!
"You should know why there is no business here, right?" Ye Xingyu took a piece of pork liver and put it into his mouth, chewing on it.
"A dish costs 10,000 yuan, how can ordinary people afford it?" Although Jiang Xu is a rich young man with endless money to spend, he also knows the approximate level of ordinary people's spending power.
A table with several dishes costs tens of thousands of yuan, which is really outrageous. After completing their business, the boss will indeed be able to stop opening the restaurant for half a year.
While everyone was marveling at this sky-high price restaurant, suddenly the door curtain opened and a young man walked in from the outside.
He is about the same age as Ye Xingyu, with regular features, thick eyebrows and big eyes, a warm smile on his face, and simple casual clothes. He is the kind of person who does not look particularly handsome at first glance, but becomes more and more attractive the more he looks at it.
Type of flavor.
When he came in and saw customers in the store, he said hello politely, nodded and said with a smile: "Hello everyone, is the boss here?"
Jiang Xu felt that this person looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him before, so he casually replied: "The boss is busy in the kitchen!"
The man said "Oh" and thanked him, then walked to another table and sat down, regardless of whether the stool was clean or not.
At this time, the boss happened to come out of the kitchen with dishes again, casually put the dishes on Ye Xingyu's table, and said to the new young man: "Just order whatever you want to eat."
The young man pointed to the table next to him and said with a smile: "Just give me a piece of what they have on the table!"
The cook nodded: "You have to wait a little longer, they haven't finished cooking yet."
"It's okay, you go ahead and I'll drink some tea and wait." The young man was very talkative, with a kind look on his face.
But he was stunned after saying this, because there was no cup or tea on the table.
I turned around and looked around again, and found that the room was empty, with no furnishings at all. It was completely bare, and there was not even anything that could hold water, let alone tea.
The cook didn't care whether the guests had water or not, he just went into the kitchen to work without any sense of service.
The young man didn't mind, so he just sat upright with his eyes slightly closed, his legs apart at shoulder level, his hands on his knees, and his sitting posture was straight and straight like a soldier.
Ye Xingyu glanced at the young man twice, feeling a little suspicious.
He could sense that this young man was an ancient warrior and had already crossed the threshold of a master. He had turned from the outside to the inside, and his aura was strong. He must have mastered the inner strength.
The Neijin ancient warrior in his twenties can already be regarded as a martial arts genius, which is not common in the secular world. But the reason that really makes Ye Xingyu pay attention to him is not this, but what this young man is doing at this time.
thing.
Look at your nose with your eyes, look at your heart with your nose, relax your body and mind, take in the clear and spit out the turbid.
Each breathing cycle lasts for more than ten seconds, with long inhales and short exhales, in and out of the nose and mouth.