At three o'clock in the afternoon, the Meadows Restaurant sent away the three tables of guests. Before leaving, they set up three wing rooms with a minimum consumption of 38,000.

Yun Ji was extremely happy.

When she came to the wing, she tasted the wine and dishes coated with ‘old godfather’ sauce, and she also saw the bright future of the Prairie Restaurant.

"Ye Shao, this sauce is mass-produced, it can definitely be hot, even the grassland restaurant will burst."

Yun Ji's eyes burst into light: "I wonder if Ye Shao has plans to produce them?"

Ye Tianlong smiled and said, "Zhehua mentioned your idea long ago. It is estimated that only I can produce this quality sauce."

He can give the secret recipe, give the details, but there are still differences in heat, fermentation timing, etc., and there is no way to copy.

Yun Ji thought about it for a while and nodded: "Yes, different people, different craftsmanship and temperature, the quality of the sauce is also different."

Ye Tianlong didn't cover up: "In this way, I let Zhehua prepare a factory, and then let him try mass production according to the secret recipe."

"If the quality can reach my 60% level, it will be directly supplied to the large grassland restaurants, so that the restaurant business will flourish."

He gave a suggestion: "At the same time, the restaurant can also help sell sauces."

Yun Ji was very happy when she heard this: "Yes, yes, 60% of the level is enough to make diners crazy."

"I will carefully prepare five bottles of old godfather to maintain the level of sauce you are eating now. This preparation takes one hour for each bottle."

Ye Tianlong had more than his heart but lacked his strength: "Then I will prepare 30 bottles of decent old godfathers. This kind of bottle takes ten minutes."

"In the past few days, customers come to the door and if the consumption is less than 10,000, they use ordinary sauce, and if the consumption is more than 10,000, I use the sauce prepared by me."

"In this way, because there is no difference in quality, the Prairie Restaurant will not fall into crisis again."

Ye Tianlong expressed his thoughts: "During the period, you will think about recruiting a few chefs so that the quality of the kitchen can be controlled."

Yun Ji nodded repeatedly: "Okay, I will listen to your arrangements."

In the next half day, Ye Tianlong asked Hong Jian and the others to go about their own affairs, and went into the kitchen operation room for ‘mass production’ old godfather...

At eight o'clock in the evening, at the back door of the Qiao Mingyue Restaurant, three Mercedes Benz came slowly and then stopped in front of the stairs. The door opened and seven or eight people emerged.

Walking in the front is a thirty-year-old woman with a delicate face and extraordinary temperament. There is no green or too mature, only just the charm.

A cheongsam, decorated with bumps and bumps on the body, a pair of high heels, stomped the ground violently, exuding the spring breeze.

She is the person in charge of Qiao Mingyue, Kong Xiaocui.

She walked into the restaurant and was about to go to the office, but glanced at the emptiness of the hall, her pretty face was taken aback, and she was surprised.

She looked at her watch. Eight o'clock was not a meal, but it was definitely not closing time. How could there be no guests?

And according to the passenger flow during this period, there are basically no seats.

Kong Xiaocui waved to a foreman: "What's the matter? Why are there no guests today?"

The beautiful foreman's eyelids jumped: "They... they all ran back to the grassland restaurant. The line there was almost blocking the road."

"What? Go to the grassland restaurant?"

Kong Xiaocui's face was cold: "Why did the guests go over there? Their chefs were all poached by me, their reputation was also tarnished, and there are customers going?"

"Or the guests who line up to block the road?"

She was very angry: "Does the Prairie Restaurant serve for free, or are you kidding me?"

"They are not provided for free, basically the original price of the menu, high-end dishes also increase the price, customers take the initiative to increase the price."

The beautiful foreman whispered: "I heard that there are sixty-eight guests for one meal."

"The guests say that the Prairie Restaurant is delicious, and they can't stop eating."

"Originally, we also had seven or eight tables of guests tonight, they saw the grassland restaurant so popular, they also swarmed over."

She said weakly, "So we have no guests tonight."

Kong Xiaocui's expression was cold, and he yelled: "How is this possible? I increase the price by myself and pay 68,000 meals. Are you asking for it?"

"I know the Prairie restaurant well. They only have some second-rate and third-rate chefs. Where can they have a standard of 68,000 meals?"

The eight chefs have been dug over by her, how can the level of the grassland restaurant not retreat and advance?

The beautiful foreman hurriedly waved his hand: "Miss Kong, what I said is true. If you don't believe it, you can send someone to ask."

Kong Xiaocui stopped talking nonsense with her, but shouted to an assistant: "Go tell Liu Qiang and let him inquire about the situation, what is going on?"

"Miss Kong, you don't need to find me, I have already come."

Before the assistant went to find the head chef dug from the grassland restaurant, a chubby man ran over, panting:

"I have already inquired about the news that a shareholder of the Prairie Restaurant has fired Jian Sime and the others."

He told Kong Xiaocui of the situation: "Then let eight apprentices be chefs."

Kong Xiaocui joked: "You mean that eight apprentices are better than second-rate and third-rate, and even your eight chefs are better?"

"That's not what I mean. The eight apprentices are indeed ordinary, but the shareholder has formulated a sauce to make up for their shortcomings."

Liu Qiang touched the sweat on his forehead and said: "It also extracts the taste of food, so the grassland restaurant is so popular."

"I have tasted the diced lamb they tried. It tastes really good. I suspect that there is something like poison powder in it."

He opened his mind: "Just like the previous hot pot boss, he likes to make the soup base with cornflower husks."

He also took out a sealed bag with a finger-sized diced lamb in it: "Miss Kong, you have a taste."

"You give me this stuff? You idiot?"

Kong Xiaocui slapped it off with a disgusting look on his face: "Take their food for testing. If there is any problem, report it to the Bureau of Industry and Commerce and the Bureau of Health."

Liu Qiang hurriedly picked up the diced mutton on the ground, and then said weakly, "Is there any problem?"

"No problem, then let the shareholders hand over the formula."

Kong Xiaocui snorted: "If the Prairie Restaurant doesn't collapse, how can I buy them at a low price? How can I build it into a sacred place that corrupts the official?"

After speaking, she left Liu Qiang, went straight into the elevator, and then went to the office on the top floor.

When she came to her office, she frowned when she saw the door open and the light was coming out, and then pushed it away.

In her vision, she saw a person sitting on her boss chair with her legs on the large wooden table, drinking her Tibetan wine leisurely.

Kong Xiaocui wanted to go crazy, but after seeing the other party clearly, she stopped her anger and smiled faintly: "Chen Shao, come here, something?"

"Mr. Kong, good evening."

The person sitting on the chair laughed, then lowered his feet to show his face: "I'm so sorry to visit."

"It's just that my sister Chen Guixi has repeatedly confessed that Kong is always her own, and you can discuss with her if you have anything."

"Actually, I really don't want to come to the capital. It's a pity that Jin Xuejun is dead, and we are cut off from the interests of the Huaxia official."

"Not only will Mr. Cai and Mr. Kong come to reconnect to the network, but this little person like me will also come to wade..."

Hearing the words Chen Guixi, Kong Xiaocui's face changed slightly, and then she said: "Shao Chen, don't talk nonsense, just talk, I can help if you have anything."

"It's nothing, I know you have someone in your hands, and you have connections in the capital."

Chen Wangbei's smile was very feminine: "I'm here to borrow some soldiers, a dude slapped me in the face, I always want to be courteous..."