Chapter 164: Donglaishun

Li Xuewu nodded and said, "It seems this part is not a problem. How is the contact with old customers?"

Seeing Lao Biaozi said on the side, "Today is the first day, we only walked a small part on the way. We have to distribute the routes tonight and start walking tomorrow. The few families we walked today are very supportive of this transaction method, feeling it's safer and more convenient without stepping out of the house."

Of course it's convenient. Why were physical stores in later generations ruined by online stores?

Li Xuewu tapped the lid of the radio and said, "Don't wait. Order while visiting. In the early stage, deliver the next day if you visit the first day. After visiting all and confirming customers, deliver once a week. Try to reduce the frequency. The lower profile, the better. From today on, don't wash your outer clothes. The dirtier, the better."

The linings of these few people's clothes were still okay, but the outer clothes were broken clothes that were to be thrown away before. Wen San'er had many tricks, and asked them to stack several layers of patches on the patches, and also used cigarette butts to burn a few small holes.

"Invincible Starting from Sacrificing the Ancestor"

These few people looked at their own dusty coats and chuckled, saying, "Understood."

Li Xuewu followed to the backyard to see the collected things. There were four carts, each full of a rear cart bucket, not counting the trip back at noon.

"Hurry up and classify and account for them. You won't be able to see when it gets dark."

Seeing Lao Biaozi and the others hurriedly went to work. Li Xuewu greeted them and rode his bike out the door.

When he arrived at the entrance of the Supply and Marketing Cooperative, it wasn't time to get off work yet. He propped up the car ladder at the entrance, sat on the back seat, lit a cigarette, and started puffing clouds and fog.

I don't know when it started, but there were more young people wandering around on the street. It might be because it was the weekend. Groups of three or five young men were wandering around the hutong with one or two little girls.

Li Xuewu was wearing a fur-collared leather jacket, black trousers, black suede leather shoes, straddling the back seat of the bicycle with a cigarette in his mouth, his face full of ferocity, which made these groups of girls and boys look frequently.

Li Xuewu was lost in thought looking at this group of youthful crowds, not knowing that Lin Tingting had already finished packing and come out.

"What are you looking at? Your eyes are straight."

"Damn." Li Xuewu wasn't paying attention and was scared by Lin Tingting, burning his finger with the cigarette butt. He hurriedly threw the cigarette butt out.

"What's wrong? Did you burn yourself? Are you hurt?"

Lin Tingting hurriedly went to look at Li Xuewu's finger, found it was a bit red from the burn, grabbed a handful of snow from the ground, and covered Li Xuewu's finger.

Li Xuewu looked at Lin Tingting, who was nervously clutching her own fingers, and chuckled.

Lin Tingting scolded, "Do you have any sense? Your hand is burned and you're still grinning."

Li Xuewu didn't feel it was very painful, but now that he was being held, of course, he couldn't say it didn't hurt.

He grabbed Lin Tingting's hand back, shook it, and said, "Donglaishun tonight, then go watch a movie."

Lin Tingting was a bit shy from being grabbed and hit the back of Li Xuewu's hand with her hand.

"Then why don't you hurry? Are you going to eat until midnight?"

Li Xuewu let go of his hand, and the two took their bikes and rode south along the Dongdan line.

Donglaishun was located over at Dong'an Market. It took about twenty minutes to ride a bike. The two talked and laughed on the road and didn't feel it was far.

When they arrived, they stored their bikes and lifted the door curtain to walk inside.

At this time, Donglaishun could be considered a top-notch restaurant in the city. It had its own building, and in front of the door was a marble-carved archway. Lamps were hung on both sides of the archway, antique and full of a sense of the era.

Entering the hall, there were seventeen or eighteen Eight Immortals tables and back chairs. It was mealtime, and the hall was extremely lively.

In this era, no matter how poor, there were still rich people. At the very least, those with high wages could afford to have a tooth-grinding meal here without a problem.

The two found an empty table and sat down. A waiter brought a pot of tea, two teacups, two sets of tableware, and a menu.

Unlike the rules of small restaurants, restaurants like Donglaishun had problems after the joint operation, so the attitude and methods of the service personnel were also different.

In '56, some places recorded news that winter was the season for eating mutton, but no one was eating at Donglaishun, which caused a sensation nationwide.

These mixed reviews caused the entire Beijing and even the people of the whole country to have a considerable misunderstanding of this "century-old brand" Donglaishun.

After this incident happened, the descendants of the private Chen family of Donglaishun immediately launched an investigation, which even alarmed the police station.

Was someone spreading rumors, or was it really not delicious anymore?

At that time, Donglaishun invited several customers to let them eat for free. Where exactly was it not delicious?

Through customer feedback, it was the poor quality of the mutton, and the sliced meat was hard to chew.

To put it plainly, the mutton was different. There used to be many slices of mutton, but now there were fewer. At the same time, after the joint operation, there were more people eating shabu-shabu, but the number of meat-slicing workers didn't increase. The public representative only called on meat-slicing workers to supply meat slices in time to meet customers' time requirements, but ignored the quality of the meat slices.

Even, some customers directly said, Donglaishun is a public-private joint operation, why is the mutton slice so bad?

Why did chili oil become chili paste, and sesame paste become peanut paste?

Some customers even sharply pointed out: Why can't the superiority of the joint operation be reflected in shabu-shabu?

These problems pointed directly to the policy at that time, so it was expected that "Donglaishun's mutton is no longer delicious" could reach the ears of the highest level.

And the result of the investigation was that Donglaishun's mutton, which cost one yuan twenty-eight cents a catty, was forced to be reduced to one yuan and eight cents after the joint operation to be the same as ordinary shops, which was called protecting the interests of consumers.

In order to improve labor productivity, originally one catty was cut into sixty slices, but as a result, thirty slices were cut, and they were cut a bit thicker.

It originally only used small-tailed sheep of thirty-five to forty-two catties. The meat of this kind of sheep is quite tender.

Now mountain sheep are used, old cotton sheep are used, and frozen mutton is used. How can shabu-shabu be delicious?

Not only that, Quanjude's roast duck was also not good, and the pickles of the sauce garden were also not done well.

Reporting to the top, the top level said: "This is a problem. In this regard, we must continue to make mutton delicious, and roast duck must be even more delicious, to prove the superiority of socialism."

Moreover, he personally wrote an inscription, which shows the importance of this matter.

The inscription wrote: Wang Mazi, Donglaishun, Quanjude, must be preserved forever.

So after that, Donglaishun restored the original service, original meat source, and original price.

But diners don't care about the price of meat, they only care about the quality of the meat, so now there are many guests in the store, and the service of the waiters is relatively good.

Li Xuewu took the menu and ordered three kinds of meat, three plates of large sancha, three plates of cucumber strips, two plates of small sancha, and also ordered bean curd sheets, wood ear, winter melon, Chinese cabbage, and frozen tofu.

Lin Tingting hurriedly stopped him from ordering more: "Enough, enough, how much can we two eat?"