The boss cooks, and the bankrupt company opens a state banquet restaurant

Chapter 176 Michelin is showing off? Boss Su, thank you for your work.

Arriving at the hotel where Feng Yaoyang lived, Ling Shuyu quickly browsed the plan and briefly explained it to Su Chen.

"This plan is interesting."

"You said."

Feng Yaoyang and A Wu were in their own room. Because they had just recovered from a serious illness, and they had to leave some space for the other company at this time, Su Chen and Ling Shuyu were in the living room looking at the plan.

“It looks like I’m getting a good deal, but in fact, I’m a little unsure about many places.”

Ling Shuyu took the thick plan and only opened a few pages to read it.

"Feng Yaoyang will invest in a large-scale food court in the development zone in response to the government's call."

Su Chen said, "Food court? Then what kind of cooperation does he have with us?"

Ling Shuyu turned back a page, "Talent, and the snack recipe in your hand."

"Oh?" Su Chen pinched his chin, "I am also short of talents now."

"That's it." Ling Shuyu pointed to one of the passages and showed it to Su Chen, "It will take at least three years for Feng Yaoyang's food court to be completed. He will provide us with a steady stream of talents during these three years."

"We promise that all students who graduated from regular chef schools will learn how to make snacks in our company. The salary will be paid by his food court. Each batch of talents is required to study at Taishui for half a year, and new talents will be replaced after half a year."

Su Chen thought for a moment, "In other words, he provides people and we provide efforts. Can we use these people for free?"

"Yes." Ling Shuyu closed the plan, "Mr. Feng does seem to be sincere. In order to promote cooperation, he promised to donate an entire floor as the college's learning base. As for what to do after three years, that is It’s our own business.”

In fact, this cooperation is straightforward.

It is equivalent to Feng Yaoyang donating a snack learning base on a certain floor of Meililai. Anyway, he has only one goal: to train a group of talents who can learn the craft from Su Chen.

When his food court is built, these people will be responsible for making various snacks and delicacies at various stalls.

The word "donation" is used very well, which means that the decoration and rent of this floor were given for free during the past three years.

Three years later, after Feng Yaoyang's food court officially opened for business, batch after batch of talents trained by Su Chen went to work there, and their cooperation with Meili was basically over.

"Mr. Feng really has some vision." Su Chen leaned back, "Aren't you asking me to work for him? How much money can I make from the rent and decoration of this floor?"

This is why Su Chen was hired as a teacher, and this floor is the salary paid to Su Chen.

"What I mean is" Ling Shuyu thought for a while and expressed his concerns, "the snack formula is ours. As long as you hold it in your hands, you can create unimaginable value. The price offered by Feng Yaoyang is too low. .”

Su Chen also nodded, "But it would be a good thing for us to be able to build a new food court in the development zone. Restaurants need to be gathered together, so the passenger flow will increase."

"You mean you agree?"

Su Chen made no move and looked at Ling Shuyu, "I'm afraid we all have to agree on this matter. This is an investment project that Jingzhou City finally managed to attract. Even if Feng Yaoyang doesn't work hard, there will be people we can't afford to offend. Persuasive.”

"Hey." Ling Shuyu sighed.

"I can agree, but there are two conditions."

"what?"

Su Chen did not hesitate, "Every time a batch of students he sends is completed, 10% of them must be left to work as delicious food."

Did Feng Yaoyang make a good calculation?

Su Chen also has his own plans.

Now, there is nothing missing from Meililai, including money. It seems that there is not much money on the books, but in fact, Meililai's cash flow is very considerable.

As long as the timeline is stretched a little bit, it will definitely be a terrifying value.

Only one thing is missing: talent.

It's not that easy to find a chef like Liu Abao. Including Cui Yu's many apprentices, he only managed to get two of them through coaxing and deception.

If Delicious wants to continue to expand its scale, what it lacks is talent!

Now that Feng Yaoyang has given talents to him, there is no reason not to want them.

And

There is another thing that Feng Yaoyang doesn't know.

Snacks are different from various cuisines.

Almost all the preparation of snacks can be streamlined. To put it simply, even a novice can basically make it pretty much the same as long as he follows the steps and recipes.

In fact, if you want to master a snack, the learning cycle is not long.

In other words, Feng Yaoyang imagined changing a group of students every six months, but Su Chen felt that it would only take one week for the students to get started.

What about the rest of the time?

Make money!

The venue was provided, and the employees were also provided. Although it only lasted for three years, the income in these three years was basically in vain!

"What is the second condition you mentioned?"

Su Chen suddenly became happy, "He has sent so many students here, right? The standard rooms on the 32nd floor are charged according to the cooperative price, 200 per room per day."

This price is relatively fair.

After all, the hotel in Meililai was originally provided for athletes to live in. The area is not very large, but the conditions are very good.

If you switch to other hotels of the same type, the minimum one-night price would be about 280, so it is not a big problem to set the cooperative price at 200.

Ling Shuyu was suddenly stunned.

She really hadn't considered this.

There are a total of 32 rooms on the 50nd floor, three of which are occupied by the three delicious chefs.

If the 47 rooms can be filled.

Another monthly income of nearly 300,000 yuan?

"Boss." Ling Shuyu looked at Su Chen seriously, "You are really a business wizard!"

Su Chen waved his hand, "You can talk about the next thing. Mr. Feng will definitely agree. He should also solve the student accommodation problem. As for the 10% of talents, you can just talk about it."

According to Shang Mingke's evaluation, Feng Yaoyang does business with sincerity and is not the type of profiteer.

Hong Kong businessmen of their generation have unique characteristics in doing business.

The money we earn together!

Therefore, Su Chen concluded that Feng Yaoyang, who had 10% of the talent pool, would definitely agree. If his food court wanted to establish a foothold here in the future, it would be necessary to have a good relationship with him.

After arranging some other matters for Ling Shuyu, Su Chen got into Zhang Jiayi's car and returned to the company.

A few days ago, Su Chen was still worrying about how to start a snack restaurant. According to Ling Shuyu and Liu Shengnan, the only way to start it was to attract investment from outside.

This was the reason why Su Chen put the plan on hold temporarily.

The people attracted by external investment are mixed, good and bad. If they don't earn wages from delicious food, it will naturally be difficult to direct them.

How can it be as comfortable as your own employees?

"Boss, don't you worry? When you have trained a group of talents, they will use the skills you taught them to go out and open their own stalls selling snacks?"

On the way back, Zhang Jiayi asked after listening to Su Chen's chat.

The car happened to pass by a street, and there was a small stall selling grilled cold noodles at the entrance of the alley.

Su Chen pointed at that person.

“You said you would provide him with a job now, which not only comes with five insurances and one fund, but also requires only eight hours of work a day, a monthly salary that is in the upper-middle level in this city, a bonus at the end of the year, and various employee benefits.

He doesn’t have to wake up early or work late at night, worry about his ability, or how much he will earn today, and he doesn’t have to worry about being chased by the city management. "

Turning around, Su Chen looked at Zhang Jiayi's side face, "Will he agree?"

Think for a moment.

Zhang Jiayi looked at the road ahead, took her right hand off the steering wheel and gave a thumbs up.

"Entrepreneur with conscience!"

After returning to the company, because Feng Yaoyang's order was temporarily put on hold, Su Chen didn't have to go to the third floor to continue working on snacks.

Arriving on the 19th floor, Su Chen entered the practice room out of habit.

Just in case, Shang Mingke still had to continue studying the thirteen dishes before his guests left the country.

It was supposed to be received tomorrow, but Su Chen had already sorted through all the dishes.

Thirteen dishes, 11 of them all reached A level, and the main course even reached S level!

This is already a very high standard.

“Cantonese cuisine is a cuisine highlighted in famous Chinese recipes, so it’s always a good idea to learn more.”

What Su Chen has to do now is to see if other dishes can be improved to a higher level!

evening.

Shang Mingke waited at the guest house of the Urban Construction Group for an hour, and finally saw Zhou Bin coming down from upstairs who had just woken up.

"Mr. Zhou."

Zhou Bin stretched out his hand and shook it gently, "Mr. Shang, do you want to eat now?"

"Please come this way." Shang Mingke introduced on the side of the road, "This is the headquarters of the Urban Construction Group. It's getting late. I'll show Mr. Zhou around tomorrow." "Okay."

The three of them walked into the restaurant, "This is our staff canteen. I have arranged the kitchen that Mr. Carlson needs, and all the ingredients are fresh. There are three chefs left to help."

Zhou Bin laughed a few times and said, "Mr. Shang, you can arrange a simple dinner in such an orderly manner. It will be very pleasant to work with you."

Shang Mingke chuckled and nodded, "Please sit down."

Zhou Bin shook hands with Carlson and said, "Excuse me, sir."

"This is what I should do." Carlson was carrying a suitcase containing the clothes he had brought with him and the kitchen utensils he had used for many years.

After entering the kitchen, Carlson began to frown slightly.

Although this kitchen looks quite clean, the placement of everything is not particular at all.

'It's on someone else's property and it's just a regular company canteen. '

Carlson tried to comfort himself.

He immediately opened the tool box, took out his own knife and put it on the chopping board, "Where is the food cabinet?"

The three master chefs in charge of the kitchen look at me and I look at you.

"What is this redhead talking about? Why can't I understand you?"

"Yes, Mr. Shang arranged for us to help with the cooking. He didn't say that he also had to understand foreign languages. It seems that he wants something from me?"

"Don't panic, I knew a few words of English when I was a kid, let me communicate with him!"

A slightly younger chef walked up to the operating table with a smile on his face, "Lalou, it's unique to Situ Mi! Ah, okay?"

Carlson:? ? ?

He was unfamiliar with this place, but when he was suddenly asked such a question by the black-haired man, Carlson was immediately confused.

He looked at the other person speechlessly, walked around the kitchen, and finally found the cabinet where the ingredients were stored.

After opening it, Carlson began to look through the ingredients stored inside.

"Why is this chicken frozen?"

"Don't you even prepare steak?"

"Oh my God, you put the fish fillets in the storage room at minus 18 degrees Celsius! Oh my God!"

The three helpers looked at each other in shock when they saw Carlson dancing and shouting in front of the food cabinet.

"Don't panic, I'll go find Mr. Shang." The young chef felt that he didn't speak English well just now, so he walked up to Carlson with a smile and said, "Three grams of oil."

Then he left the kitchen confidently.

Shang Mingke was chatting with Zhou Bin. Zhou Bin also felt very incredible about the changes in the country in the past thirty years.

"In the past, I could only see some domestic news on TV and the Internet most of the time. I didn't expect that there was a big difference between what I experienced in person and what I saw."

Shang Mingke poured tea for the other party, "Yes. These thirty years are the thirty years of rapid development of our country. You have a good rest today. Tomorrow I will take you to go shopping and feel the changes in the capital."

While we were chatting, the young chef suddenly ran out, leaned in front of Shang Mingke and whispered softly, "Mr. Shang, the red-haired gentleman has a bit of a language barrier with us. I think he seems to have some problem, please." Why don't you go over and take a look?"

Shang Mingke still maintained the same posture as before, "Mr. Zhou, please sit down first. I'll go to the kitchen to see if I can help."

"It's okay, it's okay, you go first."

After arriving in the kitchen, Shang Mingke stretched out his right hand while speaking, "Carlson!"

He spoke French fluently, and the red-haired man immediately turned around when he heard it.

"Carlson! What's the problem?"

Carlson slapped the operating table, "Shang, it's nonsense, it's just nonsense! Come and see what stupid things your chef has done!"

Shang Mingke followed Carlson to the refrigerator, which contained various ingredients.

There are various ingredients and fruits in the refrigerated area, and meat products are in the frozen area.

What's wrong with this?

Shang Mingke was a little confused. He didn't know what made the chef of a three-star Michelin restaurant angry.

"They froze the fish in a freezer at minus 18 degrees Celsius, and even adjusted the freezer for storing vegetables to four degrees Celsius! Shang, please forgive me for not being able to make today's dinner with such ingredients."

Hearing this, Shang Mingke's brows immediately wrinkled.

In his opinion, although this Carlson was a chef hired by Zhou Bin from Paris, he was receiving money to do things for others.

Since you collected the money, you have to do this!

Everyone is a gourmet food maker, and Shang Mingke couldn't help but compare Carlson and Boss Su in his mind.

If it were Boss Su, he would never complain about the ingredients. He would only find ways to make the not-so-good ingredients into great food!

In fact, if it were Boss Su, no one else would be allowed to do these things.

Shang Mingke knew very well that Su Chen had always done all the orders on the 19th floor personally.

Even if there is any temporary problem, we will try our best to deal with it.

This is the attitude a gourmet should have.

Instead of getting angry or even threatening that you can't make the meal today because the ingredients don't meet your standards.

Maybe, this is the thinking of the Chinese people themselves.

"Mr. Carlson, many of the ingredients here were purchased by me specifically instructing the kitchen today."

Shang Mingke immediately took the blame on himself.

This matter is not a big deal, but if it is left to the subordinates, they will really be unable to withstand it.

"Since you think there is a problem with the freshness of the ingredients, I will ask someone to buy the freshest ingredients now."

Carlson's attitude and tone were slightly more soothing, "Shang, there is a problem with the storage of the ingredients, and I just observed that many of the ingredients do not meet our three-star Michelin standards! It is not just the reason for freshness, but also more It’s still a matter of origin. Sorry.”

There was no apology at all in Carlson's blue eyes, "With ingredients that do not meet the standards, the dishes made are destined to not become real gourmet food. I will not allow this to happen on my hands."

Shang Mingke was quite embarrassed by this red-haired foreigner.

At this moment, the distinguished guest's voice came from the kitchen door, "What happened?"

Shang Mingke turned his head.

Suddenly I felt like I had lost all face.

It stands to reason that the best restaurant in Beijing should be used to entertain distinguished guests. Since the distinguished guests like to eat French cuisine, they should go to the Fangguo Restaurant.

But just because Mr. Zhou brought his own chef, he strongly requested to find a place with a kitchen on the plane.

That's why Shang Mingke chose the canteen of his unit.

What's the result now?

Not only did the chef stop cooking, but he also went to Zhou Bin to complain?

Although Shang Mingke is Party B, given his status, he can't help but feel a little angry at the moment.

In fact, Shang Mingke suddenly thought of a possibility.

Could it be that Carlson suddenly made things difficult for him because of someone's instructions?

He strode directly up to the two of them, interrupting Carlson's complaining speech.

"Mr. Zhou, in a city less than three hours away from Beijing, there is a good friend of mine. He is the champion of the World Cooking Competition and is also a master of cuisines from all over the world. It's still early, so why don't we start now? We can just have a meal when we get there.”

Carlson opened his mouth, but before he could speak, he heard Zhou Bin say in a slightly curious tone, "Oh? The champion of the World Culinary Competition? Interesting. But we have to wait a long time to eat here. Now Is it okay to drive there?”

Shang Mingke nodded, "It's very convenient. China's transportation has developed beyond your imagination. Let's go now and we'll be there in two and a half hours."

"Interesting. That"

Shang Mingke took out his phone and said in an unquestionable tone, "Arrange a car and leave for Jingzhou in three minutes!"

hang up the phone.

Shang Mingke dialed Su Chen's phone number again.

"Boss Su, you're busy. My guests and I will arrive in Jingzhou in two and a half hours."

Two phone calls completed.

Shang Mingke's face turned green when he saw that Carlson!

　I'm inviting my father-in-law to dinner today. I'm very busy. I'm sorry.

　　

　

(End of this chapter)