Chapter 2072 Too Precious

In fact, to be honest, not many diners really like the taste of caviar, so the precious ingredients are rarely eaten.

As for the taste of white sturgeon caviar, what can I say? If you like it, you may like it very much, but if you don't like it, you really can't get used to it. It's a bit similar to durian.

But having said that, as a new product in the God of Cooking store, it was still unanimously loved by everyone. At least six of the ten people ordered it at noon.

"It's incredible, it's incredible." Mr. Du muttered while eating.

Mr. Du, who was one of the first to move the head office to Taoxi Road quickly, had time to have a meal again today.

I happened to come across the caviar thing, so I ordered it immediately and enjoyed it very comfortably.

“Boss Yuan’s place has everything good, good quality and cheap, but the portion is too small and I can’t even feel full. Fortunately, there are more dishes now, otherwise I would still be hungry.”

"This sauce is indeed a treasure. I remember that the quality of the caviar I ate at a three-star Michelin restaurant in France last year was a little worse than this one. It was only 108. Rounding it off is like giving it away." Li Yan nodded in agreement, and there was also Examples can be said.

The diners next to me basically knew Li Yanyi. From what Li Yanyi said, they knew that this caviar was better than the three-star Michelin.

"You are so easy to say. Is that cheap? Boss Yuan is definitely losing money. I'll give you a bottle of eye drops." Zhou Zhangju said.

"Boss, how precious is this caviar?" Secretary Du asked in a low voice.

Strictly speaking, Mr. Du, the secretary, is related to me, so we have a good relationship during non-working hours.

"How precious?" Mr. Du thought for a while and explained in a euphemistic way: "The level of preciousness is about the same as if you found a good-looking rich woman who wants to support you until her death."

"????" What kind of metaphor is this? Secretary Du has a headache, but he probably understands.

Li Yanyi and Zhou Zhangju also commented on soybean paste. In fact, they both liked soybean paste more than caviar.

From a technical point of view, soybean paste can better reflect the chef's cooking skills.

Eating time passes very quickly. The two hours of meal time remain unchanged and soon come to an end.

After seeing off the last diner, Yuan Zhou was about to go out, so he told Su Ruoyan who was still in the store: "Just take a look.

You can do your own thing, and if someone comes to see me, just ask them to call me. "

Recently, several registered disciples have returned to Chengdu, and they come here every two days, either to study food or to ask for advice, so when Yuan Zhou goes out, he asks Su Ruoyan to stay and look after the store.

"I know, boss." Su Ruoyan nodded clearly.

Seeing her nodding, Yuan Zhou quickly went up to the second floor, washed and changed clothes. This time he had something serious to do, so he changed into a more casual suit.

After changing his clothes, Yuan Zhou left through the back door. When he arrived at the alley, he saw the car he had ordered in advance.

"Master, it's troublesome to go to Jufeng Tea House." After Yuan Zhou got on the bus, he directly reported the place name to avoid getting on the wrong bus.

One night when he went out, Yuanzhou opened the door and got in the car when he saw it. Then halfway through the car, the driver answered the phone and realized that he had picked up the wrong person. He had to take Yuanzhou to his destination first.

"Okay, please sit tight and we'll set off immediately." The driver, who was in his forties and had a smile on his face, responded to Yuan Zhou energetically and started driving.

The car drove very steadily, and out of fear that Yuan Zhou would be bored, he turned on the car music and played some soft music, which was meticulous and thoughtful.

Yuan Zhou sat in the back seat, opened the briefcase he carried with him and checked the documents he needed to bring. After finding that there was nothing missing, he closed his eyes to rest.

There is still some distance from Taoxi Road to Jufeng Tea House, so Yuanzhou is in a hurry to set off. It's not that he doesn't want to make an appointment closer, but mainly because the person he's making an appointment with today is a little special, so he can only make an appointment there.

Nearly an hour later, Yuan Zhou finally arrived at his destination.

Despite its famous name, Jufeng Tea House is actually just a small tea place. The total area is only about 100 square meters, with two floors and not much space.

It is located in a remote place and there are not many people around it. Naturally, no one comes to drink tea. I don’t know what the boss thinks of opening the teahouse here.

The chubby landlady was sitting at the door, basking in the little sunshine that finally came out in the afternoon. She squinted her eyes slightly and leaned against the door, seeming to be taking a nap.

Hearing the sound, he lazily opened his eyes and stood up. He looked Yuan Zhou over and said, "Would you like some tea? How many of you are there?"

"I made an appointment with someone named Niu. Is the landlady here?" Yuan Zhou said politely.

"You have an appointment with our Niu Da. He is already waiting. You must be Boss Yuan. Please come in quickly. Please come in." The landlady immediately put on a smile on her face like a magic trick and faced Yuan Zhou enthusiastically. Just a hello.

Yuan Zhou nodded: "Yes, I have an appointment with Boss Niu. I'd like to trouble the boss lady."

Now Yuanzhou finally understood why the teahouse was opened here. It turned out that 'the rich water does not flow to outsiders' fields'.

Following the proprietress as she walked in, she came directly to the second floor and saw a man who looked to be in his fifties or sixties standing there, wearing something similar to a Chinese tunic suit and a blouse that looked like a white coat. He was obviously from the factory. Came here directly.

"Hello, Boss Niu, I am Yuan Zhou who contacted you before." Yuan Zhou stepped forward and said politely.

"Boss Yuan is really young and promising, but are you sure you really want to buy my milk processing plant? Although it is small, it is still worth some money. The main reason is that the scale is small, the production is not good, and there is really no business." Boss Niu Seeing Yuan Zhou's overly young and handsome face, I felt a twitch in my heart, thinking that this matter might be dirty.

When he originally put the processing plant up for sale, Boss Niu didn't think he would actually sell it. One reason was that his factory was in a remote location and its small scale was not worth it. The other reason was that it was passed down from ancestors. The small factory has been passed down for two generations, and he is in the middle between wanting to sell and not wanting to sell.

If Yuan Zhou hadn't called the day before yesterday and said he would have an appointment today, Boss Niu would still be worried in the processing factory. He couldn't receive orders and the workers' wages were almost gone.

Hearing Boss Niu's words, Yuan Zhou had no reaction, but the face of the landlady turned gloomy. He walked over quickly, pinched Boss Niu's arm, turned to Yuan Zhou and said with a smile: "Boss Yuan Come on, let’s sit down and talk slowly. We are very sincere and can’t bear to leave the processing factory. In fact, the business used to be good.”

The landlady eagerly wanted to lead Yuan Zhou to sit down first. Boss Niu rubbed his hands but stepped forward and said, "We can sit down and talk slowly."

Yuan Zhou had already checked out the relevant information before he came. He knew what Boss Niu and the landlady said, and he didn't mind following their guidance and sat down at the table.

Seeing that Yuan Zhou was willing to sit down, the landlady glanced at Boss Niu secretly, then immediately turned around and went to make tea with a very attentive attitude.

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