The beginning is only when you become a chef

Chapter 126 The Lucky Diner Among People (Two in One)

Guangzhou, the "Fisherman's Wharf" built along the Pearl River in the urban area, is located on Luoxi Island in the core area of ​​Panyu District.

In fact, the concept of "Fisherman's Wharf" exists in many countries.

This Guangzhou, relying on the Pearl River, has formed a consumption environment for the riverside tourist belt. Its neighbor to the south is the Luoxi Night Market. In addition, the wharf park already has a series of rich bar streets, leisure and entertainment facilities, etc.

So although this area is called a pier, it is actually a large riverside theme park for citizens to enjoy.

Not a weekend, let alone a holiday.

It was just an ordinary day, a weekday evening.

About six o'clock.

Fisherman's Wharf was flooded with tourists, comparable to those seen during long holidays.

Take the road along the river for example, it’s crowded with people stretching from one end to the other.

Of course, many people waited for half a day.

Since the diners have come, it is impossible for them not to consume, so the dock merchants who benefited from it also reaped the benefits of this wave of tourist traffic.

Anyway, the owners of coffee shops and milk tea shops are smiling, as they are so packed today that it is hard to get a seat.

"Beep--"

The security guard blew his whistle, and a group of people made way with solemn expressions.

The diners were excited.

But at least it didn't hit the isolation line.

At this time, countless eyes were looking at the entrance of the "Fisherman's Wharf" park, and then they saw a brand new large double-decker bus dining car slowly driving into the avenue along the river.

They parked in a designated area that had been surrounded by isolation fences. Of course, all the isolation facilities had been removed before the food truck parked.

In the bus.

Lu Jiaxin held up the gimbal, and the mobile phone on it had already started Douyin live broadcast when they arrived at the night market.

At this moment, Lu Jiaxin opened her mouth wide.

Even though she had followed Xia An and plunged into the spectacular sea of ​​people at the night market many times.

But now, Lu Jiaxin was still shocked by the huge crowds of people at Guangzhou's "Fisherman's Wharf".

When the food truck stopped.

The crowd roared.

Chongxiao's shouting made Lu Jiaxin's eardrum swell and caused tinnitus.

Suppressing a certain fear among the crowds.

Lu Jiaxin swallowed her saliva and said to the mobile live broadcast room on the platform:
"Brothers and sisters—"

“Do you feel the enthusiasm of the diners at the Pearl River?”

At this moment, the popularity of this official live broadcast room is terrifying.

If Xia An was willing to promote the products and let Lu Jiaxin take orders for ingredients, kitchenware, snacks or pre-prepared foods, the sales figures would be absolutely terrifying.

You can also make huge amounts of money that ordinary people can't even imagine by selling goods in a very short period of time.

But it is equivalent to suppressing the character of a famous chef and regressing to being a big anchor who sells goods.

[What's going on? Guangzhou's permanent population shouldn't be as large as Jinguan City's. I was stunned by the size of the crowd on my phone! ]

[The number of diners at this night market is visibly more than that of the Chunxi Road Night Market! ]

[I think the Jinguancheng Cultural and Tourism Bureau is not as powerful as Guangzhou! ]

[Let me give you some data. Shenzhen and Guangzhou are of the same size in terms of urban population size. Then there are cities in the Pearl River Delta with a population of about 10 million, as well as Foshan and Dongguan...]

[The Pearl River Delta urban belt has a total permanent population of 80 million.]

[I knelt down after seeing a column of data. I just spoke too loudly.jpg]

However, these barrages are just a gust of wind.

When Lu Jiaxin held up the live broadcast gimbal and filmed Xia An preparing to open the stall to work, the audience's topic shifted from discussing the city's population size to discussing food.

"Boss Xia."

A local official with a classic Cantonese accent got into the dining car and was very enthusiastic. He held Xia An's hand tightly with both of his hands:

"See, the diners of Foodie Province have been looking forward to your arrival for a long time!"

Xia An wanted to pull his hand away but couldn't, so he could only force a smile and say:
"Deputy Director Liu, how do you arrange it at the Cultural and Tourism Bureau?"

“The diners just line up to eat, but if the crowd size is…”

The deputy director of the Guangzhou Culture and Tourism Bureau smiled and said:
"Boss Xia, I got in the car just to communicate with you."

"If you don't mind, the night market parade for three days, including today, tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow, will be conducted by lottery."

"Drawing lots?" Xia An became interested. "How is it drawn? Can it be guaranteed to be open and fair?"

Deputy Director Liu immediately said solemnly:
“Because we were in a hurry, we could have arranged an online WeChat app, but since we didn’t have enough time, we used a more traditional approach.”

"We have made numbers from zero to one hundred thousand, and then stuffed all the slips into a dark box. Boss Xia will be in charge of the lottery, calling out the numbers and letting the lucky diners with the corresponding numbers come to pick up their meals..."

With so many people present, drawing lots is indeed a fair way to favor the many diners present.

Of course, that’s if Xia An only makes a thousand bowls of fantasy version of Galaxy Noodles tonight.

There are 100,000 numbers, but only 1,000 people are selected.

That means that for every hundred people, only one diner can enjoy the delicious food tonight.

It is also possible that the numbers cannot be sent out completely, or there may be enough ingredients for Xia An to make more dishes, increasing the probability.

But anyway, the probability is still very low.

After the negotiation, Deputy Director Liu left the dining car and arranged for personnel to distribute number slips to the diners.

As for the "lottery box", it had already been delivered to the dining car. Xia An was curious, so he reached in and rummaged around. He grabbed a few tickets at random and took a look. Seeing that the numbers were all different, he nodded secretly.

Xia An didn't plan to put these notes back.

The piercing nail is on a small ticket fork commonly seen at the front desk of a restaurant. This little thing is used specifically to nail these tickets and is quite reliable.

Lu Jiaxin came closer curiously.

Use the live streaming phone to give these lucky numbers a close-up:

"No. 109, No. 8950, No. 45661, No. 22..."

"Congratulations to the lucky diners above. When you receive the receipts later, don't be so surprised that you faint, in case you lose them!"

Xia An had already opened the window of the food truck and asked two employees to move the dough from the refrigerator.

He took the first lump of black but fluorescent dough and peeled off the plastic wrap.

boom!
boom!
boom!
After dropping it a few times to test its toughness, formal hand-drawing begins.

Lu Jiaxin exclaimed, and muttered to the live studio: "I noticed that Boss Xia is particularly serious tonight."

And near the window.

There were still large crowds of people watching and taking pictures.

……

While making the first batch of diners' big galaxy noodles in Cheyenne.

The Culture and Tourism Bureau also dispatched a number of personnel to speed up the distribution of 100,000 ticket numbers.

Fisherman’s Wharf, in a membership-only tea restaurant.

Meng Yulu came back with a bill and sat down.

I heard the guests at the nearby table whispering.

"Boss Xia's live broadcast room announced the first batch of lucky numbers?"

"No. 109, No. 8950, No. 45661, No. 22?"

"Hey?!" "What are you hey for?"

"I can't just say oh, I didn't win the prize, that's the tone of regret!"

Number 8950!
When Meng Yulu heard one of the numbers, she was immediately surprised and looked at the bill number in her hand carefully with a hint of doubt.

After a moment, he smiled and said to himself:

"Can I be so lucky?"

Suddenly, the owner of the membership-only tea restaurant came hurriedly and said, "Yulu, why didn't you inform me and come to my restaurant without telling me?"

This is also a female chef, about the same age as Meng Yulu, but her cooking skills are only eight stars.

"Sister Qing, I'm just looking for a place to sit."

Meng Yulu didn't even take off her mask. As the current chef of Yangquan Restaurant, she has a superstar-level face in Guangdong. As soon as she takes off her mask, passers-by will block her and ask for photos.

"Director Kang Jiacong and his family are in the box upstairs..."

Before the female chef finished speaking, her pupils gradually dilated.

"Let's talk next time." Meng Yulu smiled and showed the ticket number in her hand, "I think I got the number. I have to go get the meal. Otherwise, if I dawdle too long, my number will be missed."

Soon, the female chef could only watch Meng Yulu leave her tea restaurant with envy.

When Meng Yulu arrived near the dining car, she met Deputy Director Liu, who was standing at the entrance to the exclusive passage for lucky diners. Deputy Director Liu immediately recognized the "chef" and whispered in surprise:
"Master Meng, what are you doing?"

"I'm the lucky customer today." Meng Yulu showed the receipt to her acquaintance again with a bad taste in her mouth. Deputy Director Liu could only stare in amazement and express his admiration: "Among the 100,000 numbers, you can win the first prize. I, Old Liu, am convinced!"

Deputy Director Liu looked at her graceful figure walking away and quickly looked away.

Such a female chef is like a plum blossom blooming in the wind and snow. Xiu Ya is proud. With her age and cooking skills, she is likely to go there. They are destined not to be from the same world...

Meng Yulu followed the lucky passage guarded by sufficient security personnel and came to the food truck from the side.

Here, there are no crowds blocking the way, and seats are specially opened with a river view where you can enjoy the night breeze.

of course.

The food truck also has a second level of open-air seating, but if you sit on the roof, you can’t see the entire cooking process in the window on the ground.

Meng Yulu was the fastest of the first four lucky diners to arrive at the scene.

So she grabbed the best seat, sat down, and watched with relish as Xia An almost "perfectly" pulled out these bowls of noodles, blanched them, put them in bowls, and poured a bowl full of soup.

Lu Jiaxin held up the platform and came out of the bus dining car, intending to interview the first batch of lucky people on the spot.

Before, it was because of the darkness and I didn't pay much attention to it. Now I walked closer and saw the first diner arriving with the receipt.

"Ah this?"

Even with a mask on, Lu Jiaxin recognized Meng Yulu: "Aunt Meng, why is it you!"

"Why can't it be me?"

There was a hint of danger in Meng Yulu's slightly narrowed eyes.

Lu Jiaxin suddenly recalled some painful experience, immediately realized her mistake, and bowed to the boss:

"Hey, Sister Meng, this is pure luck, there is no shady manipulation at all!"

Meng Yulu's eyebrows twitched slightly.

Well, when other people hear this sentence, especially the phrase "behind-the-scenes manipulation", it gives people unlimited room for conspiracy theory imagination.

Lu Jiaxin noticed that the murderous look between Meng Yulu's brows was getting heavier, so she quickly fled back to the dining car and didn't dare to do any live interview operations.

Although she escaped, there were still a lot of star-rated celebrity chefs watching in the Douyin live broadcast room.

then.

Many celebrity chefs with stars couldn't control themselves and sent out questioning comments.

Isn't this the current chef of Yangquan Restaurant? !
Toot——

Meng Yulu noticed that her cell phone was ringing non-stop, frowned, and simply turned off the phone.

Now, the world is quiet.

At this time——

Meng Yulu, who was looking up to continue watching Xia An's cooking performance, couldn't help but show surprise on her face.

I saw a man standing in the window, holding a tin can of "golden salmon roe". His eyes were calm, but his hands were extremely bold. He casually sprinkled some golden particles into the four bowls of noodles on the tray.

When these golden fish roe meet the star-like soup in the bowl of noodles.

Wow!
The light shines brightly.

But, this is not "glowing".

Instead, he used ingredients to create a brilliant cosmic galaxy scene in the bowl of noodles, as if it were an artificial creation.

The diners watching near the window burst into exclamations.

In Lu Jiaxin's live broadcast room, when she gave a close-up of the four bowls of freshly-made galaxy noodles, the online audience was instantly immersed in the magnificent galaxy in the bowls.

"Guest No. 8950, this is your dish." The team member brought the bowl of noodles belonging to Meng Yulu to the riverside table outside the dining car.

Meng Yulu didn't even look down at the bowl of noodles, but was still looking at the window with interest.

She suddenly said to the employee:
"Just now, I saw regret and dissatisfaction on your boss Xia's face."

"Can you help me ask why he is in this mood?"

The employee hesitated and turned back to the dining car to report to Lu Jiaxin, so Lu Jiaxin left the platform and the live broadcast room to others and ran over to say, "Sister Meng, I asked for you. Boss Xia wants to make 'luminous cuisine'..."

Meng Yulu was stunned.

Then, he pushed the untouched tray and bowl of noodles towards Lu Jiaxin in a serious and earnest manner:
"I'd like to wait until he makes 'luminous cuisine' before tasting it."

Lu Jiaxin was full of questions: "But Aunt Meng... Sister Meng, Boss Xia may not be able to make a glowing version of the Fantasy Galaxy Noodle tonight!"

Meng Yulu's tone was solemn, with unquestionable expectations:
"I'm still willing to wait!"

Lu Jiaxin: “…”

Mouth twitched slightly.

Lu Jiaxin picked up the tray and quickly returned to the dining car.

At this moment, Xia An had already drawn out the second batch of numbers and pinned them on the ticket fork.

Hearing Lu Jiaxin say that there was a weird female customer who had to wait for him to make the "luminous dish" before eating, Xia An groaned: "But this bowl of noodles is already made, if we just leave it like this..."

However, they didn't expect that one of the lucky diners from the second batch was nearby. When the announcement was made on the dock, the energetic girl had already squeezed out of the crowd and rushed to her seat in the dining area.

"Then move it over to this guest."

Ordered.

Xia An looked up curiously at the seat of the female diner.

This face... looks familiar?
Forget it.

It could be a famous chef or celebrity.

Anyway, thinking about it, it was someone Lu Jiaxin knew, so Xia An was not surprised. Lu Jiaxin had already proved the value of her network of connections as a wealthy woman.

Gradually, the night deepened and time unknowingly reached midnight.

“This is the number of lucky diners.”

Xia An had just finished making another batch of dishes and was peeling off the plastic wrap on the dough, preparing to start the repetitive and mechanical process of making noodles.

Ding!
However, a panel message popped up that surprised him:
[Successfully cooked "Fantasy Galaxy Noodles", fantasy ingredient utilization/integration: sago shellfish (75%), sago pearls (76%), golden salmon roe (80%). ]

[You have completed the Food Hunter Mode goal: Integrate golden salmon roe (blue/silver level) into an ancient dish, with a utilization rate/integration degree of no less than 80%. ]

Xia An: ? ?

The utilization rate and integration degree increased across the board in just one night...

(End of this chapter)