After the divorce, he took care of his child and sold fried rice; his ex-wife was filled with regret

Normally, we're busy until 12:30 or even 1:00 during lunchtime, but today it's only 11:30, how come we're sold out already?

Su Xiaoxiao stood at the door, looking at the empty street, feeling uneasy.

Could it be that the weather is too cold today, and some of our regular customers from the nearby office buildings are busy and haven't come out?

Or perhaps the students who finished their exams at the university town left early to go home, which is why there were fewer people today?

But as soon as the thought popped into her head, she dismissed it herself.

wrong.

She clearly remembered that when the doors opened at 11 a.m., the line outside was even longer than the day before.

The dozen or so elm tables in the lobby were never empty for even a minute from beginning to end.

The barcode scanners on the counter beeped incessantly, and her fingers were practically sparking as she pressed the buttons to place her order.

The guests at one table had just put down their chopsticks, wiped their mouths, and left when the next table sat down without even taking off their down jackets.

Moreover, the amount of ingredients prepared in the kitchen every day is always the same, but today they were all sold out without a single item being missing.

There were no fewer people, and there was no less food.

The only explanation is that the kitchen was serving food at an absurdly fast pace today.

What would normally take more than an hour to prepare, Lin Fan managed to serve in just half an hour.

Su Xiaoxiao shook her head, completely baffled. She couldn't understand how Brother Lin managed to do all that in the kitchen all by himself.

However, since all the food was sold out, she stopped worrying about it.

Su Xiaoxiao turned around and went back into the house, pulled down the door, and bolted it shut, completely cutting off the cold wind outside.

After the last table of diners finished their meal and left, the noisy hall instantly fell silent.

Lin Yi took a rag and silently and efficiently cleaned up the dishes and scraps on the table.

Su Xiaoxiao rubbed her sore wrists, walked back to the bar, opened her laptop, and merged and summarized the order data from the morning and afternoon markets.

When she saw that the data on the screen was exactly the same, Su Xiaoxiao rubbed her eyes, her brows furrowed, and her eyes were full of doubt.

"this……"

As Su Xiaoxiao was pondering this, the kitchen curtain was lifted, and Lin Fan came out carrying several bowls of freshly cooked tomato and egg noodles, placing them on the small square table next to the bar.

"What's wrong?" Lin Fan pulled out a chair and sat down.

Su Xiaoxiao turned her head, pointed at the computer screen, and asked with a puzzled look, "Brother Lin, how exactly did you cook lunch today? It usually takes you more than an hour."

Lin Fan calmly handed her a pair of bamboo chopsticks: "Practice makes perfect. I was in a good mood today, so I was a bit faster. Let's eat first."

Su Xiaoxiao took the chopsticks. Although she still found it a bit unbelievable, the aroma of the noodles and her stomach growling made her stop thinking about it.

The steam from the tomato and egg noodles slowly rose in the hall.

The rich, sweet and sour broth soaks into the smooth, handmade noodles, which are topped with a layer of fluffy, golden scrambled eggs and a few bright green vegetable leaves.

Su Xiaoxiao picked up a mouthful of noodles with her chopsticks, blew on it, and slurped it into her mouth. The noodles were chewy and springy, and the hot soup slid down her esophagus into her stomach, instantly dispelling most of her fatigue.

"Brother Lin, the noodles smell so good." Su Xiaoxiao chewed on the noodles and mumbled a praise.

Lin Fan ate his noodles, glanced at the laptop screen spread out on the bar, and asked, "How many orders did you serve today, both morning and lunch?"

Su Xiaoxiao swallowed the food in her mouth and pointed to the data compiled in the backend, saying:

"Based on the number of orders and those sharing tables, the total number of dine-in customers today has reached 580!"

At this point, Su Xiaoxiao couldn't help but put down her chopsticks, her eyes filled with amazement:

"Today, not only is the table turnover fast, but the key is that the soy milk and apples are so popular that customers finish their meals in just a few minutes with their cups and fruit platters, without taking up any seats at all."

"If you can maintain this pace of serving meals every day, Brother Lin, and considering the new dishes we've introduced, it's not impossible for us to break a thousand customers a day!"

Lin Fan took a sip of noodle soup and nodded calmly.

Previously, there were two major bottlenecks restricting the store's revenue and customer traffic: first, the store's physical seating was limited; second, he was the only person in the kitchen with only two hands, and the efficiency of food preparation had a physiological limit.

With the passive skill "Multiple Controls," the kitchen's cooking efficiency has increased two to three times.

As long as there are sufficient ingredients for the morning and afternoon snacks, it is entirely possible to reach the goal of serving 1,000 people in a single day.

"Everyone has worked hard today," Lin Fan said, putting down his chopsticks.

"It's not hard work at all, there's plenty of food, and I don't feel tired at all while working!" Su Xiaoxiao smiled as she finished the last drop of soup and stood up to clear the dishes and wash them in the sink.

Su Xiaoxiao hummed a song as she washed the dishes by the sink, leaving only the sound of running water and the soft rubbing of Lin Yi mopping the floor in the living room.

After finishing her noodles, Tuan Tuan was lying next to the bar counter, poking the round belly of the orange cat Xia Jiao with her little finger. The two of them were having a great time.

Lin Fan took a tissue to wipe his mouth, leaned back in his chair, and stared at the computer screen on the bar counter, slowly making plans in his mind.

Five hundred and eighty people.

This calculation is actually quite straightforward.

The reason why the daily customer flow reached nearly 600 people today is mainly due to the quick turnover of freshly ground soy milk and fruit platters in the morning market, coupled with the implementation of "multiple controls" in the kitchen during the lunch market, with three stoves operating simultaneously, which reduced the food preparation time by more than half.

However, this also exposed a new weakness.

The cooking speed on the stove has increased, but the speed of preparing ingredients in the early stages has lagged far behind.

To prepare meals for 580 people today, he spent almost all his time last night and early this morning cutting meat, mincing filling, kneading dough, and washing dishes.

One hundred portions of mutton need to be sliced ​​into paper-thin slices, dozens of kilograms of black mountain pork need to be diced and minced, and several large basins of flour need to be kneaded and proofed by hand repeatedly.

With a weight of over 500 people, he can grit his teeth and rely on his enhanced physique to withstand it.

But if he really wanted to reach the target of 1,000 visitors a day, he couldn't possibly keep up with the demand by mechanically cutting and kneading dough with his two hands at the workbench, even if he didn't sleep for 24 hours a day.

The bottleneck in kitchen capacity has shifted from "stir-frying and serving" to "cutting and preparing ingredients".

To fully unleash our potential and achieve a customer flow of a thousand people, we must completely eliminate the preliminary processing steps.

Lin Fan withdrew his gaze, picked up the lukewarm water on the table, took a sip, and then stood up.

"dad."

Tuan Tuan sat on the cushion next to the bar, holding the round orange cat Xia Jiao in her arms, looking up at her with her little face.

Lin Fan walked over, reached out and gently stroked his daughter's soft hair, and said softly:

"Tuantuan, Daddy's going to the back storeroom to check tomorrow's ingredients. You play with Xiajiao on the sofa for a while, don't run around."

"Okay, Tuantuan is very good." The little girl nodded obediently and gently pinched the orange cat's fluffy ears with her two little hands.