Relying on the system of criticizing people to become a god in farming literature

After today's display, the news seemed to have wings and flew into thousands of households in Moon City.

It should be said that only some people were interested in this matter before, but now after just one dish, Cheng Yao's reputation has been completely established in Yuecheng.

After tasting the sweet and sour lion fish, many people proposed the idea of ​​dining in Fuchun Restaurant first.

Among them was a thin, middle-aged man who was particularly excited.

He was obviously no stronger than others, but he managed to squeeze to the front of the team.

"Chef Cheng, this fish of yours has made it into my heart! I've been ill these days and can't eat any food. Only your sweet and sour lionfish makes me more and more appetizing as I eat it. The more I eat, the more I want to eat!”

"If I hadn't been able to grab it, I could have eaten three fishes by myself!"

"Chef Cheng, I'm rich, I'm rich! Can you let me in and cook me some more dishes?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the people next to him also echoed.

"Hey, hey, there's me too! I'm not short of money either!"

"The few chopstick fish just had a taste. It's a pity that these snoring ones just fell into their stomachs."

"Chef Cheng, there is no point in eating half of the meal. If you don't want to be tired, you can just prepare a table for the few of us."

Sure enough, strength is the best pass. Before this, everyone present only regarded Cheng Yao as a joke.

And when she showed her true strength, these people's titles became respectful.

Fu Xiaoxiao's eyebrows were filled with joy and she wished she could welcome the guests in immediately.

It's just that Cheng Yao had other plans and didn't want to open the door prematurely to welcome guests.

Although these people spoke sincerely and sincerely, there was no reason for them to break their own rules for them.

Cheng Yao smiled gently, with just the right amount of politeness and detachment.

"I can understand everyone's mood, but we also need everyone to be more understanding and tolerant of us."

"As you can see, Fuchun Restaurant is a re-opened restaurant, and it is not yet capable of receiving guests."

"In the past few days, I will only prepare the ingredients needed to demonstrate my cooking skills. There will be no extra ingredients."

"It's hard for a good woman to cook without rice. Without ingredients, I naturally won't be able to cook food for the guests."

It's a pity that no matter how many difficulties there are, they can't be regarded as difficulties in front of the people who really want to get it.

"Hum, what's the big deal? If we don't have any ingredients, we'll find them for you right away. Whatever you need is what you need."

"Now the past is settled, all we need is Chef Cheng's help."

The guest kept insisting, and Fu Lingling stood nearby and looked nervous.

There is no reason for a businessman to come over and over again to dampen the customer's interest. If Cheng Yao refuses again, there is no guarantee that the customer will not change his face.

These guests were luxuriously dressed, and at first glance they were not people to be trifled with.

Fu Lingling tugged at the hem of Cheng Yao's clothes, wanting to secretly remind her to go downhill with the trend and not to cling to previous plans and intentions.

But Cheng Yao is not the kind of person who will change her mind because of other people's words. In her handling rules, her own thoughts come first.

Faced with the double pressure from guests and Fu Lingling, Cheng Yao still did not change her decision.

"I'm really sorry. Our restaurant will have to wait three days before we can start receiving a proper amount of guests."

"If you still want to eat by then, you are always welcome to come."

Seeing Cheng Yao's repeated insistence, those people had no choice but to leave with a sigh in order not to make the atmosphere too tense. “In this case, we will stop nagging and look forward to Chef Cheng’s cooking show tomorrow.”

"Farewell..."

"Farewell..."

After the crowd dispersed, Cheng Yao and Fu Lingling returned to the restaurant.

The original liveliness also disappeared as the crowd left. Fu Lingling couldn't help but feel a little reluctant to see the restaurant return to silence.

"Ayao, does this cooking show have to last for three days? Even one less day won't work?"

"I think after today's display, the effect is already very good."

"As you saw just now, those guests were eager to pay for their meal right away."

"This has always been the case with store owners, but I have never seen customers take the initiative to get in."

"Should we stop as soon as we're done? If it takes too long, what do the guests think we should do with Qiao?"

Cheng Yao understands Fu Lingling's worries. Rather than expanding her territory, she is more eager to seize what she has now.

But the biggest test of fishing for big fish is the angler’s mentality.

If you impatiently withdraw the hook just because of the small profits you can see in front of you, you will naturally have no chance of becoming a big fish in the future.

"Lingling, I can understand your anxiety, but as we said before, when we are just starting out, we need to proceed according to my plan."

"Do you think, if we respond to the requests of those customers today and start opening a store directly for business, then our previous preparations will be a bit wasted, right?"

"Today's scene seems lively, but in fact it has not achieved the effect I expected. We need to continue to build momentum on the second and third days to continue to increase the volume."

"If you only want to make money quickly in the short term, then today is enough. But if you want to continue driving for a long time, you have to follow my method step by step. Everything is indispensable."

After hearing this, Fu Lingling calmed down a lot.

Since dad left, this restaurant has never been so lively.

Fu Lingling was so scared, afraid that all this would be like a dream and disappear in the blink of an eye.

What's more, the philosophy she has received over the years is to put customers' requirements first.

In the past, when my father was still here, he would often give in because of what his customers said.

Over time, Fu Lingling naturally did not think about it and was able to refute the customers' thoughts and wishes.

But she also knew very well that if Cheng Yao hadn't been here to take charge now, Fuchun Restaurant would not be what it is today.

Therefore, the top priority right now is to keep Cheng Yao.

Fuchun Restaurant can only be opened if Cheng Yao is here. If Cheng Yao is angry and leaves, there will be no other possibilities for Fuchun Restaurant.

Thinking of this, Fu Lingling instantly calmed down a lot.

"Ayao, I understand. I was too impulsive before. When looking at things, I only focused on the immediate interests, which wasted all your hard work."

"Next, I will be responsible for fully cooperating with you. I will do whatever you say. I believe that with your help, the restaurant will get better and better!"

Seeing Fu Lingling's apologetic explanation, Cheng Yao smiled and nodded.

Although there were some twists and turns, fortunately people still listened to the advice and it wasn't too bad.