The dishes I cook are invincible and delicious [System]

By the evening of this day, most of the customers who often come to Nanshan Restaurant have discovered the fine-tuning of the price of couple's lung slices.

Honestly, which restaurant's prices will stay the same forever?If it was changed to another restaurant, the guests would not be too surprised. The key point is that since the opening of Nanshan Restaurant, the price has only been raised once, and the rest of the price has basically remained the same. For rice porridge, the price will only drop but not rise when it arrives in the store.

But this time, the food on the other side of the street has dishes with similar taste and more affordable prices.It stands to reason that when encountering this kind of peer competition, the other party would usually take the initiative to lower the price to win the customer market, but why did shopkeeper Song not follow the usual path, instead of lowering the price, he even increased it by [-] yuan?

The guests were puzzled and could only comfort themselves: This shopkeeper Song's cooking is delicious, but he is too good at business.

And because of the increase of [-] Wen, when the accounts were settled at night, Zhang Shusheng found that the sales of Husband and wife lung slices broke a new low again today.

There was no smile on the faces of all the guys in the store, especially the three brothers of the Huang family, whose expressions were even more solemn.

Song Ruan's mood was much more relaxed than theirs, and he was still in a mood to tease, "What are you doing with a sad face, it's not like you won't be able to pay at the end of the month."

"Shopkeeper, do you really want to..."

Zhang Shusheng was the only person who knew about Song Ruan's plan besides Yang Yuan, but he was always cautious in his actions, so he couldn't help but worry that it might backfire.

Song Ruan knew what he was going to say, raised his head and made a slight prohibition gesture, "Don't worry, I know it well."

In fact, during this period of time, Song Ruan has been thinking about the true positioning of Nanshan Restaurant—that is, whether to focus on quantity or quality.If he wants to occupy the capital's market by means of volume, then he will lower the price.

But this approach will inevitably bring some problems.First, when the price is lowered and some customers with low spending power flood in, it will inevitably cause the loss of users with high spending power. Eat in a restaurant.

Song Ruan's biggest advantage at present is that he has much stronger connections than ordinary people, so the biggest negative impact of this method is that Song Ruan slowly loses the brick that Nanshan Restaurant knocked on the upper class.

Second, it is also Song Ruan's biggest worry.If the price of the dishes in the expensive area is also lowered, then in the long run, people's requirements for Nanshan restaurants will gradually increase-the braised pork that used to be one or two silver can now be eaten for twenty yuan, but how to eat it is like this What's wrong?Questions like these would pile up until they burst through the floodgates and pounded the already weakened Nanshan Restaurant.

There is a saying that a wife is worse than a concubine, a concubine is worse than a thief, and stealing is worse than not being able to steal.The same is true for eating. If the former Bai Yueguang becomes the white rice grains on the neckline in the future, it is better to make Bai Yueguang out of reach from the beginning.

Song Ruan slowly turned back from his thoughts, and finally made a clear decision on the location of the restaurant in his heart. He comforted everyone and said, "Okay, it's just a small crisis. It seems to scare you."

He changed the subject, and his tone gradually became stricter, "When each of you came in, I told you that our Nanshan Restaurant is not only to be a restaurant with good taste, but also to strive to be the best restaurant in the world. How can you let me keep you with peace of mind when you look dejected at such a small time?"

These words undoubtedly hit everyone's heart.

May I ask which good man doesn't have the ambition to make a big splash?Even the little handyman who wipes the dishes sometimes dreams of saving enough money to open a shop and get rich.

As soon as Huang Laosan heard the last sentence, he became anxious, stepped forward bravely, clenched his hands into fists, and shouted, "Boss, we are wrong this time! We will never be passive and sabotage!"

Now that there is a leader, the rest of the people have become more courageous, shouting one after another:

"Right! We were wrong!"

"In the future, we should not hear what is said outside, and do our own thing with peace of mind!"

"Shopkeeper, please forgive us!"

"I know, I know."

Song Ruan was helpless by their chirping like sparrows, "I won't pursue it this time, if you commit the crime again next time, I will settle the blame with this time."

After scaring everyone, he watched the little handyman shrink his neck in satisfaction, and laughed, "It's alright, alright, let's go."

"Got it!"

"Go home!"

Everyone immediately cheered like birds, each of them packed up their things and prepared to go home.

Song Ruan hammered his slightly sore shoulders, and before he hammered a few times, he saw Boss Huang walking slowly over from the corner of his eyes, pointed in the direction of the small kitchen, and said in a low voice, "Boss, the food for Mr. Yang I still keep it, what do you think of this dish?"

"..."

Song Ruan was taken aback for a moment, and the hand that hammered the shoulder fell unconsciously. He subconsciously looked in the direction of the kitchen, "Has Yang Yuan not come back yet?"

Boss Huang shook his head, "I stayed in the back kitchen all the time, and I didn't see Mr. Yang walking back."

"He didn't come back from the main gate either."

Scholar Zhang interrupted.

For a whole day, Yang Yuan didn't even show up.

Even Song Ruan felt slightly nervous.

In fact, it is often the case that Yang Yuan does not show up for a long time, but this time is different, Yang Yuan quarreled with him to get angry, and then ran out.

Although he knew that nothing would happen to him, Song Ruan still became more and more disturbed as he thought about it.

He sat on the chair for a long time and sighed long, "Brother Huang, go back."

Zhang Shusheng couldn't bear to see Song Ruan half lying on the table with his head downcast, so he came over and patted Song Ruan on the shoulder, "Shopkeeper, maybe Mr. Yang just went out to relax and lose his temper with you. Wait a while After a while, his anger almost subsided, he was tired and hungry outside, and when he remembered the delicious food you made, he came back naturally."

"hope so."

Hearing what he said, Song Ruan felt hopeful in his heart.

But two days later, when the couple's lung slices had already risen to two taels of silver per bowl, Yang Yuan still didn't come back.

No one in the restaurant had seen him, even the Song family, Luluo shook her head honestly, saying that she had never seen Young Master Yang come back.

Zhang Shusheng didn't dare to say any more nonsense about coming back when he was angry, for fear of making the shopkeeper sad, he didn't say it himself, but discussed it with the other guys. No one would say a word about Young Master Yang. carry.

In the past two days, the price of Husband and Wife's Lung Tablets has continued to increase at [-] Wen a day, but the daily sales have continued to decrease.Fortunately, Song Ruan just beat the clerk a few days ago, so although everyone knew in their hearts that the restaurant was facing a difficult situation, no one talked about it, and they devoted themselves to work more enthusiastically than usual.

On the third day, everyone found that the price of husband and wife lung slices had not continued to rise, but there was an extra line of small words on the menu of this dish - daily limited supply.

Limited supply is an old method commonly used by Shopkeeper Song, but after seeing it, the guests left a question in their hearts: How much is this limited quantity?

The guests didn't understand, so they went to the waiters in the store, but after asking around, everyone was smiling, but there was only one answer on their mouths, "Guest officer, it depends on how much our chef can cook today." How much do you sell, how do we waiters know this?"

outrageous.

Gradually, some people began to discuss that a restaurant always engages in such tricks, and the waiters in the store don't know how much they can only sell every day. How can there be such a reason?It seems that this restaurant has achieved a little bit of success, and its tail has gone up to the sky. I don't know how the restaurant's reputation has come up.Didn't the common people pile it up for him one cent at a time?

I don't know if the shopkeeper enjoys eating this human blood steamed bun?

The big man with picky feet was sitting by the side of the tea stall on the street, he poohed angrily, and then started to say some nasty words, his companions sat on the side, often laughing and flattering , a few people looked radiant, as if they could really afford a bowl of husband and wife lung slices.

On the fourth day, the menu changed again.

The regular customers of Nanshan Restaurant found that the price of couple's lung slices had been erased from the menu, leaving only the empty words "Couple's lung slices" and "limited supply".

There is no price anymore, what does it mean?Is it a free supply?

Now, everyone is confused.

What is Shopkeeper Song going to do?You say he doesn't want to make money, but he just keeps raising the price; you say he wants to make money, but the price on the menu disappears without a trace.

A curious customer tried to order a bowl of couple's lung slices with the waiter, but the waiter replied apologetically, "Guest officer, I'm really sorry. Our restaurant is not selling this bowl of couple's lung slices at the moment." sold."

"Not for sale anymore?"

The guest was very surprised and frowned, feeling as if he had been tricked, "What do you mean? If you don't sell it, you won't sell it, and why are you posting the vegetables there? Isn't it for sale?!"

"Oh, guest officer, listen to the little explanation! Let me tell you, don't tell anyone!"

Waiter gritted his teeth on purpose, put on a look of embarrassment, and whispered in the guest's ear, "Don't blame me if you say something ugly, this dish is not for you!"

The guest was slightly taken aback, and he wanted to continue asking, but saw the waiter hurriedly shook his head, as if he couldn't say any more, so he had to stop asking.

Not for them to eat...

The guest's eyes fell on the four words 'limited supply' again, and he thought silently: Since it is not for them, who is this dish open to?

This puzzle that the guests couldn't solve finally got the answer at dusk.

In the evening of that day, the guests who had dinner at Nanshan Restaurant saw with their own eyes that two sedan chairs stopped outside the gate of the restaurant. Mr. Chen walked down from inside, and then talked in a low voice with a middle-aged man who came out of another sedan chair. While walking slowly to the private seat on the second floor.

A noble son who was eating there that day stared at the backs of the two of them for a long time, and by the time he recognized them, a thin layer of cold sweat had already oozed from their backs.

The middle-aged man with Chen Yuanwai is the Minister of the Household Department.