Before the opening, Wang Xiaoming and Yang Ming had decided on twelve waiters and two chefs. The manpower was obviously not enough, so they continued to recruit more.

On the 18th day of the first lunar month, Yingxu Hotel opened. The entire hotel square was decorated with lights. The exterior walls of the hotel were covered with banners of congratulations. There were quite a few people who came to congratulate. The gate of Haibawang was also more lively than last time. Zhong Yanhong bought a row of flower baskets and sent them over.

The waiters put on the uniforms issued by the hotel, and they looked exactly like that. This saved Wang Xiaoming a lot of trouble. Although the size might be a bit wrong, it would be fine to change it individually.

Wang Xiaoming looked at the staff on his side, and then looked back at the well-trained receptionist and waiter in the hotel, and then he felt that the mess on his side was too hasty. There is no time to take care of these face projects. There are still major projects today. The opening banquet of Yingxu Hotel will be in charge of Haibawang.

There are now more people in the kitchen than before. In addition to Wang Xiaoming and Yang Ming, Zhang Yiwei and Zhao Xiaoyang, there are two new cooks, a new Dahe and two dishwashers. The two chefs who came here can't help it. Today, not only will they have a banquet, but Haibawang will also open. They can't be busy at all, but just like this, they may not be busy.

Before noon, Mei Ruyu deliberately went downstairs to see the preparations of Haibawang. She originally wanted Haibawang to prepare a banquet for his hotel today, but Yang Ming said that her shop opened on the first day. The advertisement has already been released, and it is impossible not to accept the guests, so they do not agree. Mei Ruyu said with some distrust: "With so much preparation, it won't affect the quality."

Wang Xiaoming laughed: "Sister Yu, you are kidding me, how could we smash our own signboard when we reopened on the first day?"

Mei Ruyu said: "I'm worried that it's not superfluous. You have not enough manpower on your side. It's already very difficult to cope with our twenty tables of banquets, and you have to deal with the guests outside. I know that Master Yang Ming has the ability, but he is alone. Your energy is always limited.”

Wang Xiaoming said: "Sister Yu, don't worry, we will absolutely guarantee the quality. The first shot of the hotel's opening will definitely help you. In the future, you will point to your hotel's booming business and bring me more business." Wang Xiaoming was not that. He is a kind of person who can speak face-to-face words, but people can't help themselves in the rivers and lakes, and they gradually become honed, because everyone loves to listen to compliments.

Mei Ruyu smiled and said, "Then look forward to your performance."

Yang Ming had already had a plan to deal with it. At noon, their main focus was on making a banquet. They introduced a seafood buffet to the guests in their store, including the long-awaited claypot rice. As early as when Haibawang first opened, many old customers expressed that they missed the claypot rice made by Yang Ming. It was delicious and affordable, but the kitchen there was limited and could not make claypot rice, so everyone could only reminisce. . Now that Haibawang has reopened, and they have a banquet for Yingxu, Wang Xiaoming and Yang Ming have come up with such a way to eat a buffet, 98 yuan per capita, no money for infants and young children, and children under 1.4 meters and 65 years old. Older people are half price.

This plan was launched on Weibo, and all the old diners became a sensation. It is a rare return of claypot rice. If I miss this time, I don’t know when I will be able to eat Yang Ming’s claypot rice again. What are you waiting for, eat now! So at noon that day, the old diners helped the old and the young, and brought friends and companions to eat the legendary claypot rice, and the attendance was full.

This is also a way out of nowhere. If guests come to order, they will have to fry them one by one. Now for a buffet, you only need to fix a dozen dishes, which can save a lot of trouble.

In the banquet hall on the third floor, Mei Ruyu was eating a big meal with the hotel guests. Zhong Yanhong slipped down and was stopped by the little girl at the door: "Sir, please buy a ticket for admission."

"I'm a friend of your boss, won't I even buy a ticket?" Zhong Yanhong said and scratched his nose.

The waitress smiled sweetly: "Many guests here are friends of our boss, so please cooperate with my work, thank you."

Zhong Yanhong, dressed in a suit and leather shoes, touched and touched his body, took out his wallet, and bought a ticket. I couldn't help laughing when I took the ticket, and I really wanted to eat claypot rice, so I would have to ask Haibawang's kitchen to make one for myself, and I even came here to buy a ticket to enter the venue.

After entering, Zhong Yanhong took a look at the situation inside, ho, good guy, they are all people who come to eat claypot rice, almost everyone has one serving. The roots of the teeth, which were made soft by everyone scraping the bottom of the pot, walked in, and couldn't help laughing while walking. This Yang Ming would really think, saying that it was a seafood buffet, but in fact, the most popular is not seafood, but claypot rice , how much is a claypot rice, how much else can you eat after a meal, look, that prawns are not finished, what a bargain.

Zhong Yanhong went directly to the kitchen. The big words "Kitchen is a strong place, idlers are not allowed to enter" were posted on the door of the kitchen. Zhong Yanhong didn't think of himself as an idler, so he took out his mobile phone and called Chef Hai: "I'm here to inspect your work. , open the door."

Yang Ming was so busy that his hands were not empty. Where could he have the energy to answer his call? It was Zhao Xiaoyang who answered the phone. He looked at Yang Ming and said, "Master, Brother Hong is here."

Yang Ming said, "Idlers can't see if they don't enter?"

Wang Xiaoming had already gone to open the door, and Zhong Yanhong came in, holding the ticket in his hand: "Look, I entered the venue by ticket, not for free food."

Yang Ming said, "You go outside for dinner, what are you doing in the kitchen?"

"There's more delicious food in the kitchen." Zhong Yanhong walked to the steamer for steaming claypot rice and looked at the steaming casserole, which exuded a tempting aroma, and wanted to lift the lid. Wang Xiaoming said, "Zhong Boss, what flavor do you want, I'll get it for you."

Zhong Yanhong said, "Is there any 'Sorrowful Soul Rice'?"

Wang Xiaoming held back his laughter, quickly lifted a lid and took a look, then brought down the stove: "Here, your barbecued pork rice."

Zhong Yanhong said: "I said that you will all get it in the future, specializing in buffets, which saves time and labor, and also saves labor. You make more money. You didn't go outside, and you didn't even finish the shrimp, which shows the charm of this claypot rice. "

"Boss Zhong, just kidding, we didn't use this expedient measure just to keep you busy. You're ashamed to say it." Wang Xiaoming, wearing thick gloves, was concentrating on checking the heat of the claypot rice and adding sauce to the rice at any time. .