Survival rules for restaurants: cooking and eating melons at the same time

Chapter 225 Hidden Model, Steak

Seeing An Qiao staring at him with eyes wide open, Xu Banshan said slowly, "The people of Gucheng Mountain disappeared along with the plague, and the only remaining disciple became the Gucheng Mountain People of this generation.

The day before yesterday, I was going to a restaurant to have a drink, and unexpectedly, I ran into that young apprentice. He knelt down when he saw me, which scared me to death.

He asked me to become a hermit in the mountains, saying that the Gucheng sect's ancestral precepts said that if there were not two people in a generation, he would be the one who caused the disaster when a catastrophe came. He said it with real emotion, as if he cared deeply about this matter.

I was at a loss, so I asked him why he was like that.

He told me that his grandfather wanted to join the Gucheng Sect, but was overshadowed by the hermits of this generation. In the end, he failed, so he had an obsession all his life.

If the Gucheng Sect was destroyed in his hands, he would be ashamed to face his ancestors. "

An Qiao found this a bit unbelievable. Is this a sect with a long tradition? How can there be such deep-rooted thoughts and obsessions without controlling anything?

How did they do it? Is this the same template as modern entrepreneurs?

When Xu Banshan saw An Qiao's expression, he knew that An Qiao probably didn't take this seriously and even seemed a little confused.

So he explained, "So, I have become this generation's hermit mountain man. I can continue to tell stories here without being bothered by him. I don't have to be a hermit in Gucheng and I don't have to accept disciples. It's wonderful to be free of those troubles."

. . . . . . So the reason you didn’t want to be a Gucheng Mountain Man before was because you didn’t want to be in charge of anything, so you kept rejecting the original Gucheng Mountain Man.

An Qiao rolled her eyes without disguising, "There are more people here, go tell stories quickly, you must have accumulated a lot of good stories in the past two months, tell them all to me."

Xu Banshan took a sip of tea, squinted his eyes, shook his head, and looked at An Qiao, "Young lady, have you become better at making tea? I want to drink white tea."

An Qiao exhaled through her nose, and for a moment she felt like a great old man. All right. You are all great men.

Xu Banshan walked up to the storytelling stage calmly, and An Qiao also returned to the kitchen calmly.

An Qiao originally thought that it would be good enough if she could sit half of the seats. After all, there weren't that many people on the street yesterday.

But who would have thought that just one hour after opening, the first floor was full and the second floor would soon be full as well.

"Whose barbecued pork buns?" Qiufen was almost going crazy with work. Following the rain, the two of them were going back and forth ordering and serving dishes.

"Over there, table 1 on the first floor." Yu Shui answered neatly. This was the table she ordered, and she still remembered it.

Dahan and Dongzhi were washing dishes in the kitchen when their hands cramped. "Why are these old people like this?"

Qi Tao was arranging the dishes while selecting the appropriate plates, "My dear, five tables have already ordered this hidden steak."

"What? Five tables."

An Qiao clearly remembered that she had only talked to Xu Banshan for a while, so why did she order so many steaks?

Without having time to think too much, I quickly went back to the kitchen, washed my hands and started frying steak.

Although it doesn’t take long to cook one steak, the time required for cooking five steaks will vary.

"Which table ordered first?" An Qiao looked at the list in front of her and suddenly fell into deep confusion.

Originally, the orders from the kitchen were hung on the window in order. But because it was a hidden item, most of them were redeemed with a card at a 30% discount, so it was a little confusing.

"My dear, I have arranged them in order for you. You can see them when you turn over." Qi Tao kept arranging the shrimp dumplings in his hands, but he quickly replied to An Qiao.

"Oh, okay." An Qiao looked at the list in front of her. Most of them were acquaintances, and An Qiao also knew their taste preferences.

The first customer liked to eat tender food, so An Qiao did not choose the chewy part of the steak, but chose the tenderloin, which is what is commonly known as fillet steak, and is almost the most tender steak.

Following the same steps as last night, the first piece was quickly fried.

It would have tasted better if the customers could cut the food themselves, but we don’t have the conditions to provide so many knives and forks now.

So An Qiao could only cut the meat in the kitchen and have Qitao serve it on a plate.

……

Passing through the bustling lobby, Qitao crossed from the lively kitchen to the even more lively front hall.

"Hidden version, is this the so-called hidden version?" Some diners could not wait to look up.

"This is a whole plate of meat. What kind of meat smells so good?"

"My God, there's blood in it. Is it not cooked yet?"

"Why would a restaurant in Kyoto allow people to eat raw meat?"

"It smells so good, but unfortunately I don't have that many points yet. I really want to eat it."

"If you don't have points, just top up."

"Recharge me!"

We are all strangers, but we can talk so much about the same thing.

Qi Tao walked through the crowd with the steak in his hand and came to the guest. "Hello, sir. This is your hidden item, fillet steak. Because it's the first time it's new, we've prepared it medium rare. You won't get an upset stomach after eating it, but you can taste all the flavor of the beef. Please enjoy it slowly."

After saying this, she placed the steak in front of the customer and silently returned to the kitchen.

The people around the guest quickly gathered around, all looking at the steak in front of them with curiosity.

"What did that young lady say just now? This is called steak."

"My God, Miss An is really amazing. She can always buy beef. The main reason I always like Kyoto restaurants is because there is an endless supply of beef here."

"Yes, yes, I had only eaten beef a few times before I came to Kyoto Restaurant. The beef in those big restaurants is terribly expensive."

"Although this cow is from outside the Great Wall, beef from outside the Great Wall is also delicious."

"Try it quickly, what does this steak taste like?"

The diner was not a petty person. Everyone was curious, and he was also curious. He picked up the chopsticks and picked up a piece of steak and put it in his mouth.

The tenderness and aroma of the beef exploded in my mind in an instant. What is this? It tastes so good.

There was also a special seasoning aroma, but he didn't know what it was. In short, it had some lingering odor and the fragrance of grass and trees.

"Is it delicious? Is it delicious? What does it taste like?"

"It's so delicious, it's simply indescribable. I can only say that people who can't eat it are really missing out." The diner took some time out of his busy schedule and said incoherently while chewing.

“Is it really that delicious? Are you a shill?” Of course, some people also questioned this.

Until the second steak was served.

The second diner, An Qiao also remembered, was a beautiful lady who liked to eat roasted butter, roasted beef tendon and grilled bird.