The space once again responded to Li Youran's affectionate call. When he bit into the fourth trial-made bun with modified fillings, the familiar deliciousness swept over him.
It was done. Li Youran and Aunt Qi were relieved, with relaxed smiles on their faces.
There is a white plastic square bucket placed on the counter in the kitchen operation room, which contains the source of delicious food - space stalactite water.
Li Youran reached out and patted the bucket and said to Aunt Qi:
"Aunt Qi, from now on, this special mineral water will be left to you for safekeeping. Every day, part of it will be used as fish feed for Uncle Qi, and the rest will be used to prepare stuffing. This water is very precious, don't waste it, and don't let outsiders know. Strictly follow the instructions.
I just tried the mixing ratio and made it. I’ll replenish it when it’s used up.”
"Ranzi, I will keep it carefully." Aunt Qi nodded and made a promise.
Li Youran looked at the pork and cabbage stuffing in the stainless steel pot again. The cabbage inside is a mixture of space cabbage and ordinary cabbage. Ordinary cabbage has a characteristic, that is, the water is easy to overflow, unlike space cabbage, which has good moisture locking.
, and because a small amount of space stalactite water needs to be added, the filling that was made at the beginning turned into a watery soup, which was impossible to use.
Later, Aunt Qi came up with the idea of chopping up ordinary cabbage, wrapping it in gauze and squeezing it to remove excess water, and then finally took shape.
Solving this problem means that the production of steamed buns can be greatly increased, and when the new store is completed and opened, it can meet the growing market demand.
Li Youran was in a happy mood. He walked into the warehouse and took out some new vegetables. He gave them to Aunt Qi and asked her to fry some special dishes. In the evening, all the staff had a dinner. In addition, the fish in the fish tank had been raised for several days and had grown fat.
I bought a lot of them. Although the size was not up to standard, I couldn’t wait any longer. I picked the two biggest ones and made a plate of steamed fish. Let’s try them later.
After arranging things, Li Youran called Fatty Luo and told him that the store would be trying out new varieties of vegetables and fish that night and asked him if he could come.
Fatty Luo hurriedly agreed, saying that without the professional guidance of a gourmet like him, there would be a huge and irreparable shortcoming of the new variety of dishes.
At the dinner table, everyone present was full of praise for the new varieties of vegetables. The two steamed grass carp lived up to expectations, with tender and delicious meat, but they were a little too small. Fatty Luo managed to kill one by himself, almost eating them together.
After swallowing all the fish bones, Gu Weiwei kept kicking his feet under the table, but Fatty Luo said that there were no outsiders here, so there was no need to be as reserved as a big girl. As he spoke, he poured the last remaining fish soup into the rice.
He ate so thoroughly that Sun Xiaoying couldn't help but roll her eyes at him.
"Ranzi, this fish is too small. I haven't fully understood its meat characteristics and nutritional content, so I can't provide you with comprehensive professional advice." After dinner, Fatty Luo came to Li Youran's room, still full of thoughts.
said.
"Okay, okay, we can't eat it now. The fish are too small. Let's talk about it when we grow up." Li Youran naturally understood the fat man's intention.
Fatty Luo sighed regretfully, took a glass from the table, filled it with water, and drank it in one gulp.
"Ranzi, you really don't show your face. You actually came up with so many good things and took over a big restaurant. Why didn't you notice it before? It was so miserable in the first two years. If you hadn't been in the same room for four years in college
You're a gangster, I almost don't recognize you anymore."
"Come on, what does my little possessions mean? It doesn't matter if I leave it outside. You can't just eat for free, you have to help me with some ideas." Li Youran said rudely.
"Of course I have a lot of ideas, otherwise I wouldn't be called Fat Zhuge. If you have any difficulties, just tell me, and the mountain people will help you solve them." The fat man said a joke.
Li Youran didn't bother to investigate the origin of Fatty's new nickname. He raised the issue of the purpose of the private rooms on the second floor of the new store, and explained that the output of his new varieties of vegetables and fish were extremely limited, and it was impossible for customers to order freely like ordinary restaurants.
Dishes. But it would be a pity if these excellent ingredients were not used commercially.
Fatty Luo paced around the room with his hands behind his back, lost in thought.
Li Youran didn't bother him and sat by the bed and waited patiently.
After a long time, Fatty Luo finally stopped and his squinty eyes widened a lot.
"Yes, Ranzi, have you ever heard of private kitchens?"
Li Youran shook his head.
Fatty Luo gave him a look that said, "You are so ignorant." Then he turned on the computer on the table and searched for information on private kitchens to educate the latter.
"Private kitchen" originally refers to a small catering "business" opened in a residence without a license, no waiter, and no fixed menu, but only the chef's skills. The history of "private kitchen" can be traced back to Tan's cuisine during the Guangxu period in the late Qing Dynasty
.But of course modern private cuisine does not stop there. Many large-scale formal restaurants also use private cuisine as a sign.
The human touch contained in private kitchen restaurants from environment to service meets people's need for family warmth, allowing people to enjoy a fine meal in a family atmosphere, as well as the long-lost tranquility. Modern people eat private kitchen dishes, not only in
Eating status is also eating culture. The location of private dining banquets is also very particular. It must be a little private and do business without fanfare. Regular customers will come to you on their own. Secondly, there are only a few dining tables, and guests need to make reservations by phone before visiting.
; Thirdly, there are usually only a few chefs, and the chefs must have good dishes, and these dishes can never be eaten in other places. They are secretly prepared and have no sect.
After reading this information, Li Youran felt that her horizons were broadened. Private kitchen cuisine seemed to be very suitable for her current situation.
Fatty Luo continued his analysis:
"You can do this. The second and first floors of the new restaurant are enclosed. In addition, a staircase is opened from the side of the house to the second floor. It is best to make a few more turns. This will have the effect of a winding path leading to a quiet place and create a sense of mystery. The signboard is also installed on the side.
roof."
"As for the dishes, just use your existing vegetables, fish and shrimps, and design a fixed banquet. No guests are allowed to order. There is a table for eight people. If you want to make a reservation, you can book the entire table. You will not accept individual guests. Anyway, these are your
Food also has this qualification."
Li Youran nodded, feeling that this method was very novel. At first, only one or two tables could be opened every day, and then more tables could be opened when conditions matured.
"As for the price, I think it will be 10,000 per table." Fatty Luo said.
"What? Ten thousand? This is too ridiculous!" Li Youran was startled and jumped up from the bed.
"Haha, ten thousand will scare you. You haven't seen anything more outrageous in a high-end hotel." Fatty Luo was very satisfied with the effect. He poured another glass of water and sat down on the chair.
He took a slow sip.
"This is a high-end hotel, how can I do it here? The price doesn't scare everyone away?" Li Youran still couldn't figure it out.
"Hey, no wonder, you kid has been selling steamed buns and has never been exposed to the high-end catering market. Let me tell you about it."
"The competition in the catering market is fierce now. If businesses want to survive, the easiest way is to take the popular low-end route. Look at those noodle shops with shabby appearances. If you open them early because they are cheap, they still do well, with small profits but quick turnover; the mid-range segment is the best.
It’s difficult. Only branded fast food chains are doing well, and those with distinctive features are just fine. Others that are neither good nor bad are having a hard time maintaining their business.”
Fatty Luo paused for a moment when he said this.
"The best ones are the high-end ones, high-end restaurants and seafood restaurants, with elegant environments and expensive prices. There are roughly three types of customers. One is where rich people treat guests to a shop. They don't seek the best, but the most expensive.
All they want is face; the other type is gourmets, who have extremely high requirements for the color, aroma, and image of food, and are especially picky about taste, even to the point of being harsh. This kind of people aim to pursue self-enjoyment; and the other type is gourmets.
Let’s not talk about consumption of public funds. In a word, we are not afraid of high prices, but we are afraid that the products are not good enough.”
Li Youran frowned after hearing this, still not making up his mind.
"Ranzi, to be honest with you. I have been working for a long time, and I have gone to several high-end restaurants with my boss. Those so-called high-end famous dishes are really not as good as the meal I had tonight. Of course, that alone is not enough.
, you have to hire a chef and let him design the dishes. After all, if you want to take a high-end route, the presentation and taste of the dishes are still very important."
Li Youran thought about it in his mind, and the private cooking at Youran Farm sounded pretty good.
"At worst, I'll think of a way to get you the first business. By the way, I gave you such a good idea, what's the reward?"
"what do you want?"
"Let me take a few fish away, but it's not too much." Fatty Luo said with a smile.
"Damn, I've already told you, the fish haven't grown up yet. Next week, I'll let you pick three."
"Five pieces. How many brain cells did I damage tonight? I need to use fish to replenish them." Fatty Luo was not satisfied and continued to bargain.