"Uncle Yi, can we raise snails?
And this, foie gras."
When everyone was almost done eating, Angel also finished her baked snails and roasted foie gras, and was working on the "big bowl" of pudding.
The little spoon scooped it out quickly, but her little mouth didn't stop, looking at Qin longingly while eating.
Yi speaks.
The little girl likes these two dishes very much, but they are not available in the ranch.
Occasionally, I kill foie gras and try the foie gras.
But where can I find top-quality foie gras?
Susa, Keluo and the others laughed softly.
Snack eaters just think about delicious food all day long.
Qin's mother didn't care about so much.
Her little granddaughter should eat as much as she could.
She was white and fat.
She touched her little granddaughter's head and felt happy in her heart: What a beautiful little girl.
Seeing her blinking her big eyes and looking at him expectantly and longingly, Qin Yi smiled and agreed, promising to raise snails for her when she got home.
Angel narrowed her eyes and smiled happily, scooping up a spoonful of pudding diligently and holding it up from a distance to feed him, making Qin's mother and the women chuckle softly.
After a while, I finished my lunch and was about to pay the bill and then go shopping in the Chinese restaurant together.
When I did, an old white man with a big smile walked in.
It was Jenkins, the manager of the restaurant.
Qin Yi had met him twice before during recruitment and opening.
This person's ability is average and he may not be successful in pioneering, but he is definitely more than capable of running a business.
Coupled with his old age and sophisticated people, he is also a good manager candidate.
Anyway, it's still the same sentence.
This big restaurant is just a fun business for wives.
It doesn't matter if it's not developed enough.
If he really wants to vigorously develop catering in the future, he will naturally reconsider.
The guests at the other three tables obviously knew Jenkins.
When they saw him come in, they immediately stood up to say hello, with surprise on their faces, as if they felt honored to meet Jenkins, the restaurant manager.
However, Jenkins just said a few polite words to them and quickly walked to Qin Yi's table.
The boss is waiting.
How can I have time to deal with these foodies who are so close to each other?
The restaurant is a property in the names of Sousa and Kelo, but after Jenkins approached with a smile, he mainly greeted Qin Yi and the two bosses.
Just nodded to indicate.
Susa and Keluo didn't care either.
They were accustomed to not paying attention to these matters when Qin Yi was present and left them all to him.
It can be regarded as a subconscious psychological reliance.
"Mr.
Qin.
Are you satisfied with your meal today?
Our restaurant is full of top chefs."
Jenkins stood beside Qin Yi and joked.
Regarding the arrival of Jenkins, Qin Yi and the others were not surprised at all.
They had expected it since An Qier took out the card.
After all, it is a limited-edition top-level membership card.
If one appears, the waiter will report it, and then Jenkins will go over to say hello.
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"Very good."
Qin Yi nodded and commented casually, but didn't say much.
After all, with such good ingredients, it’s impossible to make delicious food.
That doesn't make sense anyway Jenkins also understands this truth, it was just a casual greeting just now.
In the next few minutes, Qin Yi generally praised the restaurant staff.
The quality of these people was still very good, which made him satisfied.
After all, the restaurant is not a place to talk about work, so Qin Yi didn't say much, but a few simple compliments still made the old man Jenkins excited.
He knew that in name, the bosses were two mistresses.
But the one who really has the decision-making power is this young rich man.
After chatting briefly for a while, Qin Yi saw that his family and friends were a little bored, so he asked Jenkins to settle the bill.
Then take everyone to the Chinese restaurant.
This checkout is not just about talking, or recording, and actually taking a card to transfer the payment.
Although it is one's own property, it is equivalent to transferring money from the left hand to the right hand, even for this reason.
Restaurants also have to pay income tax, which seems troublesome and outweighs the gains.
However, the rules exist and must be followed, not only for the sake of clear accounts, but also to ensure the execution of industrial rules and regulations.
He didn't want his family to break the rules of his own industry.
Jenkins also understood this truth, so without saying a word, he asked the waiter beside him to take the card to transfer the bill, and then watched Qin Yi and his family leave the small restaurant.
After Qin Yi and others left, the three tables of guests, who had been stunned for a long time, were all whispering to each other, exchanging their guesses in a low voice.
A man about forty years old approached Jenkins and asked curiously: "Mr.
Jenkins, who is this gentleman just now?"
"Oh, it's Mr.
Duke."
This Duke is the heir to a private television station in Los Angeles, but Jenkins just glanced at him casually without any other expression.
He just said with a smile: "You should have heard it, yes, this is Mr.
Qin from our restaurant."
"Mr.
Qin" During the meal just now, the man felt that Qin Yi looked familiar and had some guesses in his mind, but when he heard Jenkins admit it directly, he couldn't help showing a surprised expression.
The guests at the nearby table who were listening attentively were also surprised and regretful.
It's normal to think he looks familiar.
Qin Yi has become famous several times because of wine and beef.
Previous economic and animal husbandry programs have reported him harshly.
"I really didn't expect that I would meet Mr.
Qin today.
It's such a pity that I couldn't get to know Mr.
Qin."
Duke also had a look of regret on his face, and his words were full of sighs.
Jenkins looked at him with a smile and comforted him in vain: "There will be a chance."
Then he nodded to everyone, and slowly left the small restaurant under everyone's watch.
Duke's female companion had stood beside him at some point.
When everyone stopped paying attention, she asked in a low voice: "Duke, this is the boss of Liuhuo and Qin's Ranniu, as well as the recently popular Qin's Vegetables, he has so many good things that are enviable.”
"Yes, that's Mr.
Qin.
It's a good day today.
I met such a person.
It's a pity that I didn't come up to say hello."
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Duke was still a little regretful, shook his head helplessly, turned around and returned to his seat to sit down.
"God, you are really so young.
I heard my friends talk about it before.
I didn't quite believe it.
I thought the photos in the newspaper were all edited.
I didn't expect that you are really so young and amazing."
The female companion followed, chattering a bit gossipily.
Without letting Jenkins send someone to lead him, Qin Yi took everyone to the Chinese restaurant.
Looking at the dark red solid wood round table, the large concentric knot pendant, the heavily painted landscape paintings, and the antique wooden stairs, the entire environment is full of elegant oriental cultural elements, making people feel friendly.
Mother Qin, an authentic Chinese who had just come to the United States, enjoyed this atmosphere very much.
She hugged Angel, who was also curious, and looked at her happily.
Sousa and Kelo are getting in touch with Chinese culture and understand a little about these layouts, but Amanda and Sarah, who have just started learning Chinese, are just watching the fun.
There is indeed a lot of fun to watch There is a large screen hanging on the wall of the main hall, which is two meters high and three meters wide.
A silent Peking Opera is playing inside.
Although the sound of the slapstick and slapstick scenes cannot be heard, it still looks very lively and attracts many people.
The crowd of diners.
These men, women, and children who are watching Peking Opera with great interest are also devouring hot hot pot or stir-fried vegetables.
Mapo tofu, fried tomatoes with eggs, lion heads, pork ribs, braised chicken, etc. can be seen on many dining tables.
I even saw a braised fish dish Judging from the plump flesh, it should be a sea fish with only thick main spines.
It seems that the chefs have also made some improvements based on the food habits of the United States.
Everyone was eating enthusiastically.
If it weren't for the European and American faces, the layout of the scene, and the familiar taste, Qin Yi would have thought he was in China.
Okay, this can be regarded as promoting traditional culture.
Speaking of food, it is also part of traditional culture, right?
You can only watch but not eat.
Angel naturally doesn't want to.
She looks at others eating.
The little girl feels pitiful.
So, the group of people who had just stood up from the table used the card again to find a seat, ordered some special Chinese food, and started eating: