Chapter 254

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Protagonist:

Lu Feng

The boss clearly knew that usually spending big money on ads and events didn't necessarily bring in this many new customers.

Let alone just using some high-end ingredients, even if the investment were a bit more.

As long as they could retain even a small half of the new customers and build up the restaurant's reputation, it would be a guaranteed profit.

And Lu Feng coming to his restaurant to help out temporarily today was also a rare stroke of fate.

The restaurant boss was even already thinking to himself that once he returned to Jiangcheng, he would definitely go personally to Lu Feng's small shop to sit a while.

Even if there was no opportunity for cooperation, getting familiar with his face would be good too.

In case Lu Feng's shop needed seafood ingredients in the future, his side might just be able to get connected.

Before long, the female manager hung up the phone and walked back quickly, saying in a very relaxed tone: "Master Chef Lu, the boss agreed. All the ingredients in the restaurant are at your disposal."

Seeing the manager agree so readily, Lu Feng also expressed thanks to the restaurant on behalf of the diners.

The female manager's mission complete, she casually picked up a portion of beef fried noodles from the counter, walked to a corner of the restaurant, and sat down.

The fried noodles in the white porcelain plate were distinct strand by strand, glistening with a glossy sauce color.

A few thinly sliced pieces of beef were laid on top, edges slightly curled, carrying the heat from having just come out of the wok.

Green scallions were also sprinkled on the fried noodles, garnishing them quite exquisitely.

This presentation looked quite good, and the fragrance was also very tempting.

The female manager picked up her chopsticks, clamped some fried noodles into her mouth, and the expression on her face immediately changed.

Although from those diners' reactions she had already guessed the fried noodles' taste was definitely not bad.

But when she actually ate it, the taste still far exceeded her expectations.

As a high-end restaurant's manager, she had eaten every single one of the high-end seafood and dishes in the restaurant.

Yet looking across the whole restaurant, there wasn't a single one that could be mentioned in the same breath as this fried noodles.

The female manager couldn't help but speed up her chopstick-clamping pace; her usually steady and capable image was thrown to the winds at this moment.

In just a few minutes, the fried noodles in the plate hit bottom.

Finishing the fried noodles, she put down her chopsticks with a face of lingering dissatisfaction, and used a tissue to wipe her mouth corner.

Only now did she finally understand why those diners would chase after Lu Feng so fervently.

This fried noodles that she usually looked down on a bit, in his hands could actually be made this delicious.

A thought couldn't help but pop up in the female manager's mind.

If Lu Feng could stay at the restaurant, then their high-end seafood here would probably really be neglected.

But if Lu Feng came to take charge of the restaurant's back kitchen, the staple food counter could completely become a unique signature feature.

But immediately she shook her head with a face of regret.

Lu Feng has his own shop; poaching him over, the difficulty is probably no less than inviting a State Banquet Chef to come here.

This isn't something a mere little manager like her can persuade; even if the boss went personally to invite him, it's not too likely.

A great god with such superb culinary skill disdains to live under someone else's roof.

Although there's some regret, thanks to Lu Feng's blessing, the restaurant's turnover today is at least double the usual.

She was considering whether to discuss with the boss when he returns from out of town.

Even if they can't invite Lu Feng to be stationed at the shop, inviting him to come one day a month should still be possible, right?

Maybe with this operation, the restaurant could even usher in a second spring.

The more the female manager thought, the more she felt this idea was good, and her mind began thinking through the detailed plan content.

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On the staple food counter side, Lu Feng, having gotten the manager's agreement, wiped his hands and didn't rush to fire up the wok.

He walked out of the counter and said to the queuing diners: "Everyone wait a few minutes, I'm going to pick a piece of beef, and when I come back I'll make you even more delicious fried noodles."

The diners currently queuing, seeing Lu Feng suddenly walk out from the counter, the queue stirred with a small commotion.

They thought the ingredients had run out, thinking to themselves: this is too fast, right?

But once Lu Feng's words came out, they instantly breathed a sigh of relief.

So it's to go select ingredients, not that the fried noodles sold out — that's good.

Many of them had run over halfway through lunch; if they couldn't eat Lu Feng's fried noodles, this trip would have been in vain.

"Boss Lu, I see there's still beef, right? Why do you still need to go get some?"

A diner standing at the front of the queue pointed at a large piece of beef on the ingredient rack behind the counter and asked with some puzzlement.

"That beef falls a bit short."

Lu Feng smiled and explained: "I'm preparing to use the restaurant's high-end beef to make fried noodles for everyone; it'll taste even better."

Finishing speaking, he walked toward the direction of the restaurant's beef display cabinet.

Hearing that the fried noodles made later would be even more delicious, the diners' eyes all lit up.

"Boss Lu, wait for me! I'll go see what beef is used for the fried noodles too!"

"Standing here waiting isn't doing anything anyway, I'll go look too!"

The diners in the queue curiously followed along one after another.

Thus, Lu Feng had just walked a few steps when behind him followed a dozen or so people, a whole group walking mightily toward the beef display cabinet.

In front of the beef display cabinet, a portly fat chef was holding a rag wiping the cabinet's glass, when he suddenly heard a burst of lively noise coming from ahead.

He looked up and saw a large crowd surging this way, and his spirits lifted immediately.

"Hello, bosses! Are you all here for steak? We have Australian Wagyu that just arrived today, and also top-quality local yellow beef — pick whatever cut you want, and I'll pan-fry steaks for everyone."

Fat Master watched this huge group surround him and thought to himself it was probably that big company coming out for team building.

With this many people he had to entertain them well; his steak stall might just become the restaurant's next popularity king.

Lu Feng's gaze swept once around the display case; every piece of beef in the refrigerated cabinet looked extremely fresh.

Some beef was deep red throughout, some still carried fine white marbling — sure enough, the quality looked far better than the beef he had just used.

His gaze finally settled on a large piece of beef; he pointed with his finger: "This one."

This piece of beef had a bright luster, fat distributed like snowflakes evenly through the lean meat, grain delicate.

Among all the beef in the display case, only this piece looked somewhat close to what he bought in the System Mall.

At one glance Lu Feng recognized this piece of beef as the tenderloin filet from the beef loin.

The muscles in this cut see little activity, so the meat is tender and soft, and even high-heat stir-frying doesn't easily toughen it — quite suitable for fried noodles.

Fat Master's eyes lit up; he hurried over and introduced to the crowd facing them: "Good eye! This is M9 Grade filet mignon — only our restaurant in all of Jiangcheng carries it; the meat is exceptionally tender. In a moment I'll cut a small piece for everyone, sear it briefly, sprinkle some black pepper, and the flavor is guaranteed..."

As he spoke he opened the display case, just preparing to take out the beef.