Gourmet Food Supplier

When Qin Minghao said this, Dongdong could tell what he was thinking with a quick glance and said directly, "I'm a member of the queuing Committee of master chef Restaurant. If you want to eat, you just need to line up and get a number. But if you want to disturb boss Yuan while he's cooking, you can't do that. "

The meaning was clear. He could do anything he wanted to do while eating, but he couldn't do anything else.

Dongdong was very polite because all the customers were here, and there was no difference between the customers. However, he spoke politely because Dongdong was tall and muscular, which sounded a little unfriendly.

Of course, those who were familiar with Dongdong would know that they couldn't be fooled by his appearance. In fact, he was a rather shy person. He was only a little better after following Chen Wei to maintain order here.

"I know." Qin Minghao nodded to show that he understood.

He wasn't a troublemaker. He just wanted to save time and take the time to ask. Since it wasn't allowed here, he naturally wouldn't do it.

As a manager, he still had this gentleness.

Dongdong glanced at Qin Minghao and didn't say anything. He left some instructions on how to line up in a civilized manner and turned to leave.

"How come such a small restaurant still has a person who is responsible for managing the line? I wonder how much boss Yuan has paid to hire him." Although Qin Minghao dispelled the idea, he was a little unhappy. Even though Dongdong was very polite from the beginning to the end, sometimes people were very subjective.

This was the first time he had encountered such a situation.

Qin Minghao was known for his power in the business circle. If you were valuable, you would definitely be treated well. For example, Zhou Xin. Although she was not popular and seemed to have no future, her family was not an ordinary family. Even if Zhou Xin seemed to have encountered a bottleneck, his attitude towards her would not change.

Therefore, he had already received the news that Heavenly Queen ye was going to perform at master chef Restaurant. Although Qin Minghao rushed over immediately, he didn't pay much attention to the restaurant or Yuan Zhou. He only came here to investigate the reason why Ye Tian would perform here.

Qin Minghao's guess was that Heavenly Queen ye must have met an International Director or a famous producer here. To be able to attract the heavenly Queen, one must have an extraordinary status. Most famous people had some quirks, so it was not unusual for them to like to come to this kind of small restaurant to drink and eat.

Moreover, he heard that the chefs here were quite famous and not unknown. Hence, he wanted to see if Zhou Xin had a chance.

It was plain and ordinary, but Yuan Zhou still felt that something was wrong.

Of course, Qin Minghao would never have thought that Ye Tian's reason for coming here was so simple. It was because the red wine here was of the highest quality, and Ye Tian couldn't stand the liquor worm in her stomach, so it could be said that she had worked hard to persuade him to get this job.

Sometimes, people were willing to believe what they wanted to believe and not what they showed.

Obviously, Yuan Zhou was so famous that he could easily find out about it by simply checking. However, Qin Minghao felt that there was nothing worth his attention in a small restaurant in a second-tier city like Chengdu that didn't even have a star rating.

The representative from the Michelin company's Asia division was crying in the toilet.

It wasn't that Yuan Zhou's restaurant couldn't be rated, but that he was simply unwilling to be rated. He wouldn't even be willing to open a new rating system.

However, Qin Minghao's questions were all minor problems. After the customers paid attention to Yuan Zhou's dishes for a while, their attention returned to the dishes cooked by Yuan Zhou.

If you talked about the taste of a dish you had eaten at noon, he would talk about the taste of the dish you had eaten last time. Then, they would communicate with each other and decide what dish they would eat later. This was the type of person who was very calculative. If the wallet had opinions, they could only rely on communication and word of mouth to verify what dish they should order next time. This way, they would not order blindly because of the thick menu.

This was an idea that MA Zhida, an expert in new dishes, had come up with in the past. At first, this idea was only passed down in their small team. By ordering dishes in turns, they would spend about the same amount of money, but it would feel like they could eat more dishes.

Then, it slowly spread among the diners and made a contribution to many diners who didn't have a lot of money. This incident was even recorded in the master chef restaurant's record book. It could be considered as a rich and colorful event. MA Zhida even ordered an extra dish to celebrate because of this.

Time passed very quickly, but of course, it was very slow for Qin Minghao. He had to wait for an hour before it was Qin Minghao's turn to enter the store. In fact, it was already considered early as there was still half of the people waiting in line behind him.

However, to Qin Minghao, it was simply torture. This was his first time queuing up and he had even queued for such a long time. If it wasn't for the fact that he wanted to obtain information, he would have turned around and left.

After entering the restaurant, Qin Minghao realized that waiting in line was a piece of cake. He was shocked by the small size of the restaurant, and when he was led to stand, his expression almost froze.

Not even a chair?

"I'm here to gather information. I'm here for Zhou Xin. " Qin Minghao only felt a little better after he repeated it a few times.

When he saw the menu, he almost laughed out of anger. The boss had invested too much. Could a small restaurant make such a thick menu?

Although he had some doubts, Qin Minghao was relatively calm after the series of stimulation from before. He casually flipped through the menu and found that it was quite complete. There were Sichuan, Cantonese, and Jiangsu cuisines.

"I wonder if this chef knows how to cook all dishes?" Qin Minghao muttered.

"What would you like to order, Sir?" Su Ruoyan came to Qin Minghao and asked.

"I see that your menu is quite thick. I'm a Tibetan, so I wonder if there are any Tibetan specialties?" Qin Minghao asked.

He just wanted to complain and didn't really want to order it. He felt that Tibetan food was only authentic when it was cooked in the tents on the grassland.

No matter how delicious the food outside was, there was still a limit to it. It always felt wrong.

"Yes, we do. May I know how many dishes you would like to order?" Su Ruoyan said calmly.

She had read the menu several times since she found out about the new dish yesterday. Since she had asked the boss's opinion that there was no need to promote the new dish, she did not tell everyone about it. However, she still worked hard in private.

Therefore, she could immediately answer when Qin Minghao said that.

Qin Minghao was stunned. Really?

"Then I'll have a steamed beef tongue, fried lungs, a blood sausage, and a ginseng fruit rice." In the end, Qin Minghao couldn't calm down.

The first thing he said was a few difficult dishes to make things difficult for the chef. He felt that this chef had a big mouth, even saying that he had Tibetan dishes.

"Okay, please wait a moment." After su Ruoyan finished writing the menu, she passed it to Yuan Zhou.

Yuan Zhou raised his head and took a look. After confirming Qin Minghao's taste, he started to cook. Of course, as he was the second person to order the ethnic cuisines, he still gave him an extra glance to show his attention.

……