Chapter One Hundred and Two Women's College Fails to Stay
"Old Huang is here!"
This eye-catching boy, Sun Yue, was a little amused. This young master Huan was unlucky enough to tease Huang Ying, but he was caught by the old man.
Therefore, he immediately stood up, shouted loudly, and waved towards Huang Tianshun enthusiastically.
"Old Huang, come, sit!" Yang Huan also cheeky, pointed to the opposite of him.
Huang Tianshun looked at his precious daughter carefully, and then looked at Yang Huan on the opposite side. He asked himself that he had some eyesight, and he realized that his daughter was still a big girl, which proved that Young Master Huan was just talking about flowers and had no specific actions.
This heart is also put down, he has only one daughter, and naturally hopes that she will marry well.
"Master Huan, there is something important." Huang Tianshun turned around and closed the door, and sat down opposite Yang Huan.
"You don't have to talk about it in advance, let's talk about it first, why is the business so good all of a sudden these days?" Yang Huan was surprised.
He didn't deliberately go to market Wangjiang Pavilion. Could it be that he suddenly became so arrogant that people from all over the world rushed over, prostrate on the ground with loyalty?
"Master Huan, I'm afraid you haven't read the newspaper these days?" Huang Tianshun asked with a wry smile.
Yang Huan nodded. He has never liked reading newspapers, and at most he just went to the website to read the news, but he has been busy these days. From Poole to Guyton and back to Southampton, he has almost detoured the whole of England. Southwest half, how can there be time?
"Well, let's talk, what happened?" Yang Huan didn't like to be around the corner.
Huang Tianshun nodded immediately, "Master Huan, have you heard of Michelin?"
"I know, the tire maker!" Of course Yang Huan had heard of it. "But I don't like Michelin tires. They are too soft, like a bitch. Although they are very comfortable, I don't like this kind of soft tires. I like hard, dynamic tires."
Huang Tianshun smiled wryly, all of which had to do with the tires.
"Master Huan, do you know that in addition to making tires, Michelin also regularly publishes a guide for travelers to choose restaurants during their travels every year, called the Michelin Red Book?"
Yang Huan listened and nodded immediately, "You know, Michelin restaurants? There are several Michelin restaurants in Longhai City, and it doesn't feel like it. Some of them are even mediocre, worse than street food."
Huang Tianshun even smiled bitterly.
How many restaurants have robbed their heads of honor, but Yang Huan said it was nothing?
But he didn't know that Yang Huan was right, because no matter how delicious or delicious the food, if you eat too much, you will still feel bored, ordinary, and even inferior to those street food.
"Old Huang, what are you trying to say?"
"Master Huan, our Wangjiang Pavilion is listed in this year's Michelin Red Book."
"What?" Yang Huan stood up in surprise.
He's no fool and certainly knows the weight and authority of a Michelin restaurant.
"So, the restaurant business has become so red these days, all because of the recommendation of the Michelin Red Book?"
Huang Tianshun nodded, "And we are three stars and the only Chinese restaurant on the list!"
Yang Huan was really dumbfounded, this is a great honor.
You must know that the selection of Michelin restaurants has always been the favorite of Western restaurants. When will it be the turn of Chinese restaurants?
But now, Wangjiang Pavilion has won this honor, not to mention the crowded market now, even if there are several times more customers, Yang Huan thinks it is normal, because this is what Michelin three-star restaurants should be.
One star means a restaurant worth visiting; two stars means a restaurant that is very skilled in cooking and worth a detour to visit; three stars means a restaurant that deserves a special trip.
No Chinese restaurant has ever received such an honor!
"Master Huan, now not only the Chinese food industry in the UK is booming, but even the whole of Europe, including those compatriots who like food in our motherland, are all excited. This is the first time that Chinese food has entered a three-star Michelin restaurant. ranks."
Yang Huan was so excited that he couldn't sit down. He really didn't expect that at the beginning, he wanted to make Wangjiang Pavilion more petty, and at the same time let Huang Tianshun and some famous chefs develop more Chinese food. Under the circumstances, the first Chinese restaurant with three Michelin stars was created.
But... wait, Yang Huan looked at Huang Tianshun.
"I said Lao Huang, why do you make me feel unhappy?"
It was only at this time that Sun Yue and Long Wu noticed Huang Tianshun. It seemed that he had been frowning since entering the door.
"Master Huan, actually..." Huang Tianshun was speechless.
Yang Huan was a little impatient, "Say it directly, be quick, don't dawdle."
"Actually, the better our business, the more serious the loss." Huang Tianshun said with courage.
Yang Huan laughed, "You're so funny, Lao Huang, as a restaurant owner, the more customers you have, the more money you make."
But soon, when he saw Huang Tianshun's sad face, he immediately realized that something was wrong.
"Master Huan, a three-star Michelin restaurant is an honor, but it's also a pressure, because Michelin will continue to track and assess the restaurants that have already obtained the qualification, so in order to maintain their star rating, the restaurant must do everything possible to maintain itself. quality, but then it will be difficult to make ends meet.”
Huang Tianshun sighed, "It's like a lobster, for the sake of taste, as long as the tenderest part of the shrimp is diced, the rest is discarded, which leads to the cost of the ingredients being as high as 65-7%. Ten, even without utilities, restaurant rent, and labor, such costs are impossible to keep a restaurant even at break-even.”
Yang Huan and Sun Yue felt very strange when they heard it. It was the first time they heard that a Michelin three-star restaurant didn't make any money.
But all chefs around the world regard this honor as the Nobel Prize in the chef industry.
Isn't that sarcasm?
"Generally speaking, one star can make money, two stars need to open a lot of branches to make money, and three stars are basically at a loss." Huang Tianshun obviously has a deep understanding of the door.
Sun Yue was a little curious, "Is there no other way to make up for it?"
"Yes!" Huang Tianshun nodded.
"any solution?"
"It is to run an ordinary restaurant near the three-star Michelin restaurant, and then transfer all the ingredients that are not used in the three-star restaurant to this ordinary restaurant to save costs to the greatest extent, but even so, it is still difficult to do. When it comes to breaking even, losses are inevitable.”
"That's why those three Michelin stars are basically in big hotels, or there is a big consortium behind them. That's basically an image project!"
After Yang Huan heard this, he felt that this world was really strange.
That kind of feeling is as if those Oscar winners and actresses, after winning the award, immediately turned into box-office poison.
You say, is winning an award a good thing or a bad thing?
"Then retire!" Yang Huan thought about it and said decisively.
"Retire?" Huang Tianshun was stunned.
"Retired?" Sun Yue's face was full of disbelief.
Even Huang Ying's eyes widened at this maverick young master Huan.
Others are the restaurant honors that generations of grandfathers and grandchildren may not be able to chase after frantically pursuing, so you just retire?
"Master Huan, I mean, we should think about how to develop a side business to ensure the operation of the restaurant, not..." Huang Tianshun wondered if Yang Huan had misunderstood what he meant.
"I know!" Yang Huan waved his hand, he understood what Huang Tianshun meant, "My idea is also very simple, the Michelin guide is a European thing, they have never absorbed Chinese restaurants, anyway, to get such an honor, not only earning If we don’t have money, we have to post it backwards, and we have to go around trying to please their review rules, so why bother?”
"We run a restaurant just to have a good meal, do a good job in business, and make everyone happy. Why do we have to work so hard?"
Huang Tianshun was really moved. He knew the pressure of running a Michelin restaurant. Over the past few days, this pressure had almost crushed his back, and Yang Huan just didn't want them to have such concerns.
"Europeans simply don't understand the esoteric mystery of Chinese food. Since this is the case, then we don't have to meet their audit standards. We will make our own Chinese restaurant. ,Return!"
The main reason for Yang Huan's arrogance is that he never thought of operating Wangjiang Pavilion to make money.
This way of getting money is too slow, and it is not as good as the Bitcoin he invested in.
From the time he let Zhang Ning take a look at absorbing bitcoin, the value of bitcoin has risen dozens of times.
Although it is still very few up to now, at least it has skyrocketed, and it is enjoyable to watch.
"Master Huan, why don't you think about it again?" Huang Tianshun felt that this behavior was too crazy.
I have only heard that there are restaurants doing everything possible to win the honor of Michelin restaurant, but I have never heard of anyone who has withdrawn the honor of Michelin restaurant.
This is equivalent to throwing away a golden signboard in vain!
"Don't think about it, I've decided to retire!" Yang Huan's attitude was very firm.
Huang Tianshun really felt it was a pity, "Master Huan, no one has ever returned the Michelin rating award..."
"That's right, we became the first one, and we started this one. Maybe there will be more in the future." Yang Huan didn't care, and said happily.
The more he thinks about it, the more angry he gets. Why does a Chinese restaurant have to meet your Western rating standards?
Do they understand Chinese food? Do they know the profoundness of Chinese catering culture?
Since you don't know anything, why do we need to lose money to cater to your selection?
This kind of hot face sticking to the cold butt, whoever likes to do it, Yang Huan, I don't do it anyway!
When Sun Yue heard this, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, "Wait!"
Looking at Huang Tianshun, "Old Huang, you said just now that no one has done it?"
"Yeah, who would do this..." He wanted to say it was a stupid thing, but he was afraid of angering Young Master Huan.
"Young Master Huan is right, that's right, we will take the lead in doing things that no one does." Sun Yue said with a laugh.
"We not only have to do this, but also let the newspapers and the media know that we think of another high-level reason, for example, the operation restrictions of Samsung restaurants are too strict, and we 'provide customers with the best and most considerate food'. This business philosophy conflicts, so we retreat!"
"Isn't it?" Huang Tianshun couldn't keep up with Sun Yue's thinking logic.
What is this all about?
Yang Huan listened, but smiled and clapped his hands, "Yes, this is a good reason, it is tall enough."
Huang Ying has been standing by the side, listening to the conversation between her father and Yang Huan and others, she feels that although Yang Huan and Sun Yue's ideas are very strange, they are not unreasonable, but they are a little out of the way.
"I think it's better to communicate with the official Michelin Guide in advance and then announce it. After all, the selection is also a kind of good intention. If we take the initiative to announce it, it means to offend them."
When Yang Huan heard it, he felt that it made sense. Why don't you always say that girls are delicate?
"Yes, this is a good idea!" Yang Huan laughed.
"Everyone says that girls have long hair and short knowledge, big breasts and no brains. Huang Ying, you have completely overturned this argument!"
Huang Ying's pink face turned red again.
Is he complimenting my breasts?
Is it really big?
Huang Tianshun looked at his shy daughter in embarrassment, then looked at Yang Huan, and sighed in his heart.
Young Master Huan, why don't you keep some face for me, don't tease my daughter in front of my face all the time?
The women's college is not in the middle! ()