Chapter 29
Under the guidance of the doorman, Yuanzhou went to the front desk first. After hearing that Yuanzhou was here to eat, he directly asked the waiter to take Yuanzhou to the restaurant on the fourth floor of the hotel.
"Sir, this way please." The waiter in a red dress stretched out his white hand, made a gesture of asking, and started to lead the way to the elevator.
"Ding"
After helping to open the elevator, the waiter stepped back and asked Yuan Zhou to enter the door. There were elevator personnel who were responsible for pressing the floor. After saying that he was going to the restaurant, the elevator closed with the waiter's smiling face.
The facilities and services of the three-star hotel are very thoughtful and meticulous. The moment Yuanzhou entered the restaurant, a waiter immediately greeted him, because it was not even twelve o'clock, and there were still many free spaces in the restaurant.
"I want a window seat."
Yuan Zhou, who had chosen his seat, was led by the waiter and sat down at the seat he had arranged.
A rectangular table, with yellow lacquer patterns, accompanied by a white crocheted tablecloth, a fresh carnation was inserted on the table, and the cups, dishes, and chopsticks were neatly stacked.
The temperature in the restaurant is suitable. From here, although the floor is not high, there is no smell. Well, there are houses next to it below, and there is no scenery to see.
If it is night, there is still a night view of the city, now... just make it.
"Sir, your menu." Two service counters came, one neatly took away the remaining three sets of cutlery, and the other handed the menu to Yuanzhou in a soft voice.
"Anything you recommend today?"
It was also the first time for Yuan Zhou to come to a three-star hotel for dinner. Although he had stayed there for two years, because he didn't live in the dormitory provided by the hotel, he didn't even know one of the waiters except the kitchen colleagues.
As for the dishes, Yuanzhou has only cooked them, but has never tried them before. It is also good to hear recommendations.
"Yes, there is a nourishing turtle made by the chef at noon today. Do you want to try it?" The waiter thoughtfully flipped the menu to the color page of the "nutritious turtle" and recommended it with a smile.
"Then let's have one, is there anything else?" Yuan Zhou thought for a while. The chef did make soup sometimes, but he never drank it and never saw the chef. A handyman saw the chef. Opportunities are still few.
But now, the handyman's craftsmanship far surpasses that of the chef.
"That's all the chef's menu for today, why don't you try our special dishes." Then he gently turned the menu to the pages of featured recommendations.
"Whoa"
Yuan Zhou flipped through the three pages of special dishes, and finally said, "Here are all of them, and the main dish is fried rice with eggs."
When the waiter saw that Yuanzhou ordered all the special dishes, plus the chef's menu, there were a total of 19 dishes, so he reminded him, "Sir, you only have one person, and the portions of our dishes are quite good, what do you think?"
"It's okay, I eat a lot." Of course, Yuan Zhou knew that he couldn't finish his meal, but today he just came here to try the three-star taste, although it was definitely not as delicious as the one he made himself.
Since you have to taste it, you must taste it well. If you order one or two dishes, it is better to go back and cook it yourself.
"Okay, wait a moment." Seeing Yuanzhou insist, the waiter stopped persuading him, and politely took the menu and went to the kitchen to place the order.
There is a clear division of labor in the kitchen of the big hotel, and it takes only seven or eight minutes from ordering to the kitchen serving dishes.
"Sir, this is the chef's turtle soup, boiled bullfrog, plateau mutton, and shredded beef..." The little brother who served the dishes reported the name of the same dish every time he served it.
Yuan Zhou was quietly waiting for the dishes to finish.
"Sir, your dishes are ready, please take your time."
"thanks."
Yuanzhou nodded and thanked him, picked up his chopsticks and prepared for today's tasting.
Since having the system, Yuanzhou's five senses have long been different from ordinary people, and there is no problem with trying it.
Here Yuanzhou is trying it out seriously, and over there, Yuanzhou's God of Cookery's shop exploded.
Rumbling, like thunder in spring.
First, Wu Hai, a mustache man who came to report every day, was ready to come to the door at 9:10.
In front of the cold door, there was nothing, and there was a piece of white paper on the closed shutter door, which read "The owner is out for business, open at night".
"Evening? Is it closed at noon? Probably not, business is very good at noon." Wu Hai muttered to himself and went back to his room, skipping breakfast.
Who can eat such delicious egg fried rice, ordinary steamed buns, if the economy allows, you must choose a better one.
And other people who came for breakfast also found this note, thinking that it might be open at noon, after all, no one would leave a good business without doing it.
Time passed quickly. After get off work at noon, the entrance of Yuanzhou's small shop was crowded with people. Those who didn't know the situation thought they were fighting in groups, and everyone started to make noises.
"What's going on? The door isn't open at noon? You're still going to work in a while." A potbellied man glanced at his wrist watch and complained while rubbing his hungry stomach.
"You didn't see it written, I have something to do at night." The waiter took over the conversation impatiently.
"Boss Yuan is still open in the morning, why is it closed at noon." The man in a suit who had eaten Xiaolongbao in the morning, hurried over at noon and saw the door that was ruthlessly closed, and said suspiciously.
"What? The door opened this morning? Why didn't I know?" Wu Hai heard this sentence and asked immediately.
"Yeah, the soup dumplings that the little master made in the morning is absolutely amazing. The old man also said that he would have another meal at noon, and his wife brought it." The gray-haired old woman in ordinary dress explained something in a low voice.
"Xiaolongbao? Why didn't I know, it was closed when I came here in the morning." Wu Hai heard that he seemed to have missed the new product, and he was even more upset because he didn't have breakfast.
"It's Brother Hai, that's right, Boss Yuan has a new variety in this shop, the soup dumplings. The taste is absolutely amazing." The man in the suit saw Wu Hai, who often came to eat, and began to describe it incessantly. In the morning, the soup dumplings are delicious.
The man in the suit didn't know what his job was. Although he couldn't quarrel, he still described his skills very well. At least the regular customers next to him were drooling over Yuan Zhou's craftsmanship, and felt even more hungry.
After a while, a third of the dozens of people who came to eat soup dumplings in the morning came. This is good. You can describe the number one soup dumplings in the world in every word of the dozen or so people who came here. The regular customers who open the door are not bored anymore, they are just hungry and uncomfortable.
"Don't talk about it, my stomach is like a rebellion, and it's growling non-stop." The man with a big belly said, ignoring his image and covering his stomach in discomfort.
"That's right, I'm going to have a stomach ailment when I'm hungry, so I'm not allowed to talk about it." This time it was Yin Ya who spoke. Beauty's words were always easy to use, and a few people really stopped talking.
As for whether it is because the more they describe it, the more they think of the delicious Xiao Long Bao in the morning, they make themselves more hungry, or because of something else, only they themselves know.
However, everyone standing at the door began to denounce Yuanzhou in unison...
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