In a small hotel.

Xiao Fugui first explained the situation, and it was he who contacted Wu Ye first.

"Our old man, let me call you. The phone number was given by your old man. He said that your old man found him. Let me ask you what's going on."

Because they didn't have much contact with each other, even though the two old men were friends, this was the first time they met.

Wu Ye didn't understand him, and he didn't understand Wu Ye either.

So Wu Ye organized the language:

"The situation is like this. I have opened a restaurant now. The restaurant is being renovated, but I haven't found a chef. The chef is too important and I haven't decided on a good candidate."

They have opened a shop, and it is definitely not a small shop like his. He Xiao Fugui looked at him and suddenly felt a little emotional, after all, people are different.

"The chef's requirements are so high, how big is the scale?" He still couldn't help but be curious.

It seems that Wu Ye is a second-generation rich man, so he won't get into petty quarrels.

"Four floors, more than a thousand square meters! It's like a restaurant."

Since he asked, Wu Ye just wanted to talk to him and address each other.

However, Xiao Fugui was just surprised and showed no unnecessary expression. Probably, it turned out to be the sense of sight of more than a hundred of my stores.

"So rich!" Xiao Fugui looked at him enviously: "The chef didn't implement it because he didn't decide on the cuisine?"

He took a puff from half of the cigarette, delivered the bowl to his sister, and then wiped the dining table with paper.

It's very casual, without any special emotion.

Xiao Fugui didn't weigh many things, but he was quite confident. Wu Ye thought he was confident.

"It depends on what the chef is good at. I believe taste is the magic weapon to attract customers," Wu Ye said.

This is what Wu Ye has always thought. It's like a barbecue restaurant. Customers say it's delicious, but their suggestions are all about other aspects, not the taste.

Chef Lan Xiang Zhao has proven that only when it tastes good is it really good.

It also proves that Wu Ye's idea is completely fine. When the taste is good enough, you can just kill them randomly.

If you add some services, decoration, drinks, publicity, and channels, it will almost be a success, at least half of it will be achieved.

The two dishes at Xiao Fugui are both delicious, so I don’t know if the other dishes will work. If not, Wu Ye will have to recruit a few more chefs to at least have a table of good food.

This is the most basic requirement. There must be at least several signature dishes. Wu Ye's idea is that it is best if you can cook them for a table.

Cold dishes, hot dishes, and signature dishes are all made by a single chef. After all, there are too few who can do it all, so it is difficult to find one.

"That's true, taste is king." Xiao Fugui pondered for a moment: "However, I don't know many special dishes, only about a dozen. I'm still learning other major dishes."

Wu Ye heard what he said: "..."

More than a dozen specialty dishes, isn’t that much?

Specialty dishes are the most delicious dishes and are the pinnacle of cooking skills.

"Are all other specialty dishes as good as this Dongpo Pork?" Wu Ye asked him.

The little girl just said that Dongpo Pork is his specialty.

Xiao Fugui shook his head and put out the cigarette butt.

Wu Ye secretly thought that indeed, if it was at this level, it would be enough to just open a big store.

It's obviously impossible to stay in this place and even go to a big hotel to make a living.

"It's... better than this Dongpo pork!" Xiao Fugui answered honestly: "It's just that these two are more expensive. I usually cook more of them in order to make more money."

Make money! Not shabby.

Wu Ye: "..."

Xiao Fugui actually liked to breathe heavily when he spoke. Wu Ye looked at him and asked seriously: "Is it true or not? Are there so many?"

"Generally, many masters can do it. You just don't know much about this industry." Xiao Fugui replied.

In fact, he had not come into contact with many chefs. The old man kept saying that his job was nothing and he had to do better.

"Then since you have cooking skills, why don't you open a bigger store?"

This is a question that puzzles Wu Ye. He obviously has cooking skills, so he can try it. It will make more money than this small shop.

Moreover, the core basic conditions are already there, so it would be a pity not to open a larger store.

"The money I earn is used to buy groceries and practice my cooking skills. In addition, my sister's tuition is expensive, my father is in poor health and often takes medicine for check-ups, and the rent, water, electricity, etc., add up to a lot."

"It's not that I don't want to, but the situation is that this idea won't work."

"In addition, my grandpa said that I haven't even started cooking yet, and I still have a few signature dishes to make a living, but I haven't learned them yet. The ingredients for those things are too expensive."

Xiao Fugui lit up a cigarette and lamented that the ingredients were expensive, and he didn't dare to practice many dishes. There were no signature dishes, and the old man felt that he was not a qualified chef yet.

He listens to his grandfather, and if he says it can’t be done, it can’t be done.

Wu Ye probably understood:

"So, if I want to ask you to take charge, do I have to get your old man's consent first and then negotiate terms with you?"

Xiao Fugui nodded, it must be like this.

"I don't have many conditions. If the old man allows me to call, I should be relieved, but I still have to talk to him."

Xiao Fugui knew very well that his grandfather's words were correct. He opened the shop now just to practice other dishes.

But I can’t afford to cook many dishes because they are too expensive.

Ingredients are very expensive, so practicing cooking skills is not something that can be done in a day or two.

"Let's go, Brother Xiao, let's go meet Mr. Xiao." Wu Ye said.

He became anxious.

Even if it is the worst dish, there are still two good dishes, and Wu Ye is not ready to let him go.

Uh-huh!

"Let's wait until the guests leave! What are you in a hurry for?" Xiao Fugui sighed.

Wu Ye hurriedly prepared to pull him away, while the little girl Xiao next to him was laughing.

"Do your homework well." Xiao Fugui glared at her.

"A little, a little, a little..." She made a face mischievously.

Wu Ye could only sit and wait until the customers left, then Xiao Fugui closed the shop and rejected new customers.

Take Wu Ye and his sister and walk into the alley.

"I lost a lot of money!" Xiaomei muttered to herself.

Wu Ye heard this and was a little embarrassed.

Xiao Fugui said a few words to her and said sorry to Wu Ye. Wu Ye embarrassedly said sorry to him for delaying his business.

Xiao Fugui waved his hand and said that the two old men were friends and there was no need to be so outspoken.

The further he walked along the alley, the more young ladies he found standing by the alley.

Leaning against the door, lighting a cigarette, wearing heavy makeup and ragged clothes.

The most special thing is that there are many people among them who know Xiao Fugui and seem to be very familiar with him.

Tsk tsk!

Streetwalker.

Wu Ye couldn't help but laugh. Xiao Fugui owns a restaurant, but he actually eats fast food!

Wide enough.

Noticing the strange look in Wu Ye's eyes, Xiao Fugui scratched his head: "This acquaintance is either a diner or someone who helps my sister with her homework! Don't make random guesses."

Wu Ye:???

What? Tutoring assignments?

"If you said I would help you with your homework, I would believe it. But if you help a girl with her homework, are you kidding me?" Wu Ye didn't believe it.

This reason is too ridiculous.

"It's true, big brother, sister Xiaodie, they are all college students! They are very powerful." Seeing that he didn't believe it, little girl Xiao next to him replied seriously.

Wu Ye:???

This is not very powerful, this is very fantastic.

After graduating from college, there is no distinction between high and low occupations now? The work you do is so...customary!

"Really?" Wu Ye patted Xiao Fugui.

Xiao Fugui nodded and glanced at Wu Ye helplessly: "I cook for them and they help me tutor my sister. What's the problem?"

"It's because you have a problem with your thinking that you think there's a problem with everything."
To be continued...