Urban Super Food City System

However, to believe is to believe, and to be worried is to be worried.

Xie Jun was still a little worried about Wei Suoyu.

He also asked about it just now, and he knew that there is only Liuwei Mapo Tofu that has been circulated in the chef circle.

The eight-flavored mapo tofu that Wei Suoyu mentioned was unprecedented.

Therefore, he was also a little worried about Wei Suoyu, whether he could find someone to make dishes that satisfied these chefs?
"Hey, Wei, are you sure? Or how sure are you? Tell me."

Xie Jun suddenly jumped to Wei Suoyu's side and asked softly.

"If it's just Qiwei, I'm [-]% sure!"

Wei Suoyu patted his chest and said confidently.

Xie Jun was overjoyed to see his actions and expressions like this.

Originally, he was just following people's orders to take good care of Wei Suoyu, but if something happened to Wei Suoyu, it would be terrible.

Now that Wei Suoyu is [-]% sure, Xie Jun is naturally very happy.

"What about the Bawei Mapo Tofu? How sure are you?"

Xie Jun asked again.

Wei Suoyu smiled softly:

"[-]% now!"

"[-]% now? Will you be more confident in the follow-up?"

Xie Jun didn't understand what Wei Suoyu meant.

Others don't understand, and it is estimated that only Wei Suoyu understands this matter.

"Okay, don't think about it. Call me all these chefs and gourmets tomorrow."

"See you at the future restaurant in Le Dou Plaza."

"I want to hand over the matter of the private club earlier, it's too annoying."

Wei Suoyu showed a wicked smile.

Xu Rulong, who had already returned home at this time, only felt a chill behind his back, as if he had been caught in some kind of trap.

The next day, at the gate of the future restaurant in Ledou Plaza, all the original crew gathered here.

They looked at each other, and I looked at you, and they didn't know which play this was singing.

"Why did Mr. Xie invite us to such a place? Eat a house of flies?"

Xu Rulong has the most irritable temper and is also the first to speak.

"President Xu, don't worry, Mr. Xie just said that Mr. Wei will take us to taste the seven-flavored mapo tofu today."

"Everything will be explained by Mr. Wei. There is nothing you can do if you call Mr. Xie here."

The other people on the side comforted Xu Rulong and said.

They just made a bet the day before, and Wei Suoyu called people to taste it the next day.

It's obviously self-confidence.

But here we go.

It's a trivial matter for Xu Rulong to lose some money, if there are seven flavors, or even eight flavors of mapo tofu.

Then Wei Suoyu can be said to be a celebrity who created Qiwei and Bawei Mapo Tofu!
When introducing Wei Suoyu in the future, he can say the same thing.

"Here they come, they come."

Just when Xu Rulong wanted to say something.

Wei Suoyu and Xie Jun's cars arrived at this future restaurant at the same time.

Accompanying Wei Suoyu was not only Wu Guangren, but also Chu Qiao, a master who is good at mapo tofu.

Ever since Wei Suoyu set up mapo tofu as his signature dish, Chu Qiao has been practicing various ways of mapo tofu.

Until now, although I am not particularly proficient, at least I can do it in a satisfactory manner.

"Hmph, little bastard! If you use other tricks to fool me today! I will make your death ugly!"

When Wei Suoyu got off the car, Xu Rulong immediately stepped forward, pointed at Wei Suoyu's nose, and said sharply.