From selling box lunches to becoming a famous Chinese chef

After lunch, Feng Zhengming did not let everyone continue working, but asked everyone to go out and play.

"Okay, we'll continue with this work when we get back in the afternoon. Now all of you are free to go out and play, but remember, you must come back and gather at five o'clock."

Hearing Feng Zhengming's words, everyone in the four stores cheered excitedly.

But after the cheers, when Feng Zhengming packed up his things and prepared to take his daughter out for a walk with his wife.

When I went out, I saw a group of people standing in the yard of the two small buildings they rented, and they didn't go out.

"What's wrong? Didn't I tell you to go out and play?"

The staff of the four stores now have PHS provided by Feng Zhengming.

The original intention was to facilitate communication between the four stores.

And contact the store managers of the four stores and the staff in their respective stores.

This time, Feng Zhengming asked everyone to bring a pager so that they could contact each other more easily when they went out to play.

Now everyone is standing in front of the door. It is clearly a free time but no one goes out to play.

Feng Zhengming felt a little strange?
Xia Hui stood up and spoke on behalf of everyone about the problem of everyone not going out to play.

"Master, it's not that we don't want to go out and play, it's that we have never been here before and we don't know where to go to play."

Feng Zhengming was stunned by what he said and looked at his wife beside him.

Luo Qing smiled: "Everyone doesn't know where to go, it's your fault as the boss and chef for not bringing everyone out to play earlier.

This is the first time I bring everyone out. No one has been here before, so they must feel unfamiliar and afraid to go out and play. You should take everyone out to play."

Since his wife said so, Feng Zhengming could only nod and agree.

"Let's go, let's go play together. I remember there is a sightseeing bus that takes people to the beach. Let's find their bus to take us there."

The area where Feng Zhengming and his friends rented was actually a villa area that was bought and built by a large hotel.

The hotel built such villas with the intention of providing them for some wealthy bosses to use for vacation.

Perhaps the hotel did not expect that Feng Zhengming would bring ordinary people from his four stores to live in the villa area.

So Feng Zhengming and his group found a sightseeing bus. Because there were too many of them, they had no choice but to send out five or six sightseeing buses at a time to take them to the beach.

Then Feng Zhengming asked the hotel to send a tour guide to give explanations to everyone along the way.

Feng Zhengming chatted with a hotel manager on the way.

The hotel manager was a man who was very good at observing people's expressions and he recognized Feng Zhengming at first sight.

Knowing Feng Zhengming's identity, the manager was quite polite throughout the process.

"Mr. Feng, your presence here is a real honor to our hotel. I never thought that our hotel could accommodate you and your team for team building. If you have any needs, please let me know and we will do our best to meet them."

Feng Zhengming smiled and said, "Does your hotel have any space by the sea? Can we have a bonfire party or something like that?"

The hotel manager nodded immediately and replied: "Yes, but if you want to have a bonfire party yourself, you will need to pay for it."

Feng Zhengming nodded: "It's no problem to pay, you can take us to see the place later."

When Luo Qing heard about paying, she couldn't help but ask, "Do we have to pay for the things we brought ourselves?"

The manager smiled and said, "Madam, we need to ensure safety and maintain the cleanliness of the beach. We need to find someone to clean it."

Feng Zhengming: "My dear, come out and have fun. Don't worry about this little money. Maybe when our business grows bigger, I will buy you and your daughter a house facing the sea and we will live here."

Luo Qing: "Go to hell, my daughter and I won't come over to accompany you in your crazy ways."

The hotel manager's eyes lit up: "Mr. Feng, if you are really interested in buying a house by the sea, I can give you some recommendations."

Luo Qing quickly stopped him: "If we want to buy it at the seaside, we can buy it in Daocheng or Yancheng. It's closer to home. There's no need to go to Shanghai to buy it."

After hearing what his wife said, Feng Zhengming smiled and waved to the manager.

"No need to introduce. Our God of Wealth is not happy. Forget it."

The manager was not angry, but smiled and said, "I understand. Madam wants to be closer to home."

The people who were in the same car with Feng Zhengming and his friends, sitting in the back, couldn't help but laugh secretly.

In the car with Feng Zhengming were the managers of four stores, as well as Jiang Chengzhe, Liu Fangyou, Xia Hui and other close friends of Feng Zhengming.

So they all knew that Feng Zhengming deliberately said he wanted to buy a house by the sea in order to hook the hotel manager.

Feng Zhengming just bought an old villa. Even if he really wanted to buy a house by the sea, he simply couldn't afford it now.

What's more, as Luo Qing said, Feng Zhengming wants to buy a house by the sea.

Whether it is the island city or the tobacco city, he can pick and choose whatever he wants, and the prices are much lower than those in Shanghai.

The sightseeing bus brought Feng Zhengming and his friends to the beach, which really made everyone excited.

Many people in the four stores have been in Shanghai for a long time, but it is their first time to come to the seaside.

Feng Zhengming led everyone to the beach, where there were quite a few people at that time.

"Okay, everyone go play and run freely on the beach, but remember, if you go swimming in the sea, you must pay attention to safety and don't cause any trouble."

After giving some instructions, Feng Zhengming and his wife pushed their daughter's stroller to a quiet place.

Feng Zhengming held up the umbrella and went to ask for a lounge chair on the beach.

Then he, his wife and their daughter lay down under the parasol.

At first, my daughter had no objection to being put in the stroller.

But soon I saw that my father and mother were lying on the recliners next to me.

The little girl started to feel unhappy and started babbling in her stroller.

Feng Zhengming looked at his daughter, then took her down from the stroller and placed her between him and his wife.

Feng Nuanyou was very happy to be placed between her parents. She used her hands and feet to crawl around on the recliner.

Luo Qing looked at the people having fun on the beach in the distance.

"It seems that we should take more vacations in the future. Everyone is really happy."

Feng Zhengming: "We should take more vacations. We can't work all the time. Everyone in the four stores is too hard-working. We should take more vacations. Even if we don't take them out to play, let them go out shopping by themselves."

Luo Qing: "Then take a vacation once a month."

Feng Zhengming: "Okay, we'll have a long vacation every month so that everyone can have a good rest."

Luo Qing: "You take a holiday once a month, and they are always long holidays? Hahaha, I'm afraid many customers will say something bad about you."

Feng Zhengming: "Let them talk. We don't lack business for those few days."

Luo Qing nodded: "That's true. Business in several stores is very good now. They really don't lack a few days of business."

Suddenly Luo Qing asked, "Now that your Old House Restaurant has opened, have you ever thought about letting Sun Hai and Zhang Lei from the branch go to the kitchen of Old House Restaurant?"

Feng Zhengming: "I will give them a chance, but they need to pass my assessment."

Luo Qing: "As long as you are in the kitchen, it doesn't matter who else goes, right?"

Feng Zhengming shook his head: "It's different. If they are cooking Shandong cuisine, they can do it in the kitchen, but if they are cooking other cuisines, they are often lacking in skills."

Luo Qing: "Can't we learn from those other high-end restaurants? No need for technology or technological tools, all we need to do is pick good enough ingredients."

Feng Zhengming smiled: "Then what do we chefs do?"

Without waiting for his wife to speak, Feng Zhengming reached out and picked up his daughter who had climbed to one end of the recliner.

“To run a good restaurant, you must not lose your chef’s skills. You still have to be more serious and can’t just rely on piling up ingredients.” Feng Nuanyou was brought back by her father and her little hand gently pressed on her father’s face.

The little girl showed strong curiosity about the sand under the lounge chair.

Feng Zhengming reached out and grabbed a handful of sand, put it in his hand and showed it to his daughter.

The little girl stretched out her little hand and grabbed the sand from her father's palm.

The next moment, without even thinking, the little girl put it directly into her mouth.

Fortunately, Feng Zhengming and Luo Qing were quick to stop it.

Luo Qing: "Oh my dear, you can't eat this."

Feng Zhengming was also at a loss whether to laugh or cry: "This is sand, you can't eat it. If you eat it, you will get a stomachache. Then Youyou's stomach will hurt."

Luo Qing spread out her daughter's little hands and carefully wiped the sand off their hands.

"You knew it was sand, but you still gave her a handful?"

Seeing his wife blaming him, Feng Zhengming could only smile innocently: "I didn't know she would eat."

Luo Qing: "Don't you know your daughter? At her age, she wants to taste everything she sees."

Feng Zhengming also remembered that when they were at home, his daughter would take bites of all kinds of toys in the house.

For this reason, Feng Zhengming has to wash his daughter's toys every day, wash them thoroughly, and even disinfect them specially.

Then he and his wife had to keep an eye on their daughter to prevent her from eating the smaller ones directly.

Feng Nuanyu felt a little unhappy when she saw her mother wipe the sand off her hands.

"Mom, mom, bad..."

When Luo Qing heard her daughter say the word "bad" to her, her face suddenly frowned.

"You little girl, you dare to say that your mother is bad, right? Humph, your mother will ignore you."

Having said that, Luo Qing lay down on the recliner and turned away so as not to look at her daughter.

The little girl was smart enough to know that her mother was angry with her for turning her back on her.

Feng Nuanyu threw herself on her mother and stretched out her little head to smile at her.

But her mother ignored her, and Feng Nuanyu's flattering smile failed to achieve any effect.

The little girl crawled back and asked her father for help.

Feng Zhengming hugged his daughter with a smile and gave her advice beside her little ear.

"Don't be afraid, Mom did this on purpose. If you try to please Mom again, Mom will lose control of herself."

Feng Nuanyou didn’t quite understand what her father said, but after her father gave the demonstration, the little girl threw herself on her mother again and gently touched her mother’s face with her little hands.

Luo Qing turned her head and saw her daughter giving her a flattering smile.

She was not angry at first, but when she saw her daughter trying to please her, she turned around and hugged her daughter.

"Okay, Mommy's not angry, but you are not allowed to put anything in your mouth from now on."

Seeing her mother smiling at her, Feng Nuanyu also smiled happily and curled up in her mother's arms.

Feng Zhengming went to get some clean water and a towel to wash his daughter's hands.

"This girl always puts everything in her mouth. Is she going to learn how to cook like Xia Hui?"

Luo Qing smiled: "Can't your daughter learn to cook?"

Feng Zhengming: "It's not that I can't, it's just that being a chef is too hard, and I feel bad for my daughter."

Luo Qing asked: "What is not hard to do?"

Feng Zhengming thought about it and felt that what his wife said was right.

He thought back to his past and present lives.

It seems that he has gained both fame and fortune and has opened so many stores, but in fact he is still very busy.

Maybe in the eyes of others, he is the national cooking champion and a famous chef known to everyone.

But the hard work behind this is not something that everyone can endure.

Even now, Feng Zhengming still needs to prepare various things for the Old House Restaurant.

In order to bring everyone from the four stores to the beach, he also needed to arrange a lot of things in advance.

"Everything is hard, so my daughter needs to choose something she likes."

Luo Qing: "When our daughter is older, we can send her to learn something? Dance? Musical instrument? Or traditional calligraphy or something?"

Feng Zhengming: "Isn't it too tiring for you to learn those things at such a young age?"

Luo Qing: "It's mainly about cultivating a hobby. Let's take her to have a look first. If she likes it, we'll arrange for her to learn it."

Feng Zhengming felt that what his wife said was right.

It is not necessary to make my daughter an artist, the main thing is to cultivate some hobbies for her.

Maybe if she had other hobbies, my daughter wouldn't insist on learning cooking when she grows up.

"Okay, but we have to wait until she's older. It'll be too hard for her to learn those things when she's too young."

Luo Qing: "You are the only one who feels sorry for your daughter, right? I feel sorry for her too. I won't let her go to school too early."

Little girl Feng Nuanyu secretly listened to her parents talking in her mother's arms.

She doesn’t quite understand it now, and doesn’t know what she will learn in the future?
But even if she understood, the little girl probably wouldn't be unhappy.

After all, Daddy does have the ability to make money, so he can let her develop any hobby she wants.

The couple's topic returned to the old villa restaurant.

"What do you think? When the restaurant opens, should we invite some big shots to come? We can create a good momentum then."

Feng Zhengming: "I definitely have to invite them, but the key is who to invite? My original idea was to invite Master and his family, and then invite a few Hong Kong tycoons to show their support.

But after thinking about it, I felt that the weight was not enough, and it was too easy for some tycoons in Hong Kong City to invite them.

Our Old House Restaurant needs to be a little different, so we should invite some different people to come.”

Luo Qing: "Who are you going to invite? Do you want to invite a few more people from the capital?"

Feng Zhengming: "If we can't invite people from Beijing, we can invite a few people from Shanghai."

Luo Qing already understood what her husband meant without him explaining it.

"Are you planning to make the first meal of the Old House Restaurant a state banquet?"

Feng Zhengming nodded.

Luo Qing didn't expect that her husband actually nodded.

"Are you serious?"

Feng Zhengming: "Is it not possible? The chefs in my restaurant's kitchen are all top young chefs in the country. We are definitely qualified to be the chef team for the state banquet."

Luo Qing: "Are you sure you can do it?"

Feng Zhengming did not answer in a hurry but looked at his wife for a moment.

Then the couple said almost at the same time: "Looking for uncle." (End of this chapter)