Mr. Lu, the World’s Sweetest Man

"As long as you don't work hard, everything else is easy to say." Ming Ye sneered and shook her hand.

"I, don't I want to open the'Lin's Little Chef' from now on? As I told you before, the one that only receives two tables at most each time, and only opens twice a week." Lin Motong is now confident.

With a sneer tomorrow night, Lin Motong really can't take time off, but it's okay, this is what she likes, and moving in this direction will always make her satisfied.

"Well, wait for the big store to stabilize, let's talk about the small store." Ming Ye said coldly.

A week later, the business of "Linjia Private Kitchen" is still very hot. Relying on fresh ingredients, stable cooking skills and popular tastes, more and more people come to eat.

After a month has passed, the situation in the store is very stable, daily customers maintain a high flow, and daily income is also considerable.

Lin Motong's "Lin's Little Chef" also began to slowly prepare.

"Lin Jia Si Fang Cai" is mainly aimed at public diners, no matter who they are, they can eat in it.

The “Lin’s Little Chef” is only circulated in a small area. Those who come to eat must abide by various rules, such as not too many people, booking in advance, and passing Lin Motong’s identity verification, which is not in compliance with the rules. Diners do not accept reservations.

The price was also set very high, which was not acceptable to ordinary people at all-this was originally Ming Ye Leng in order to reduce Lin Motong's workload, so he deliberately set the highest price.

But even so, the number of guests who come to make reservations continues unabated, because it is very simple. From the selection of ingredients to the finished product, every level of "Lin's Little Chef" is personally checked by Lin Motong. The quality is absolutely clear and the taste It's also top-notch.

"..." Ming Ye Leng didn't expect that the price plan would not work at all. Seeing Lin Motong's scheduled arrangement sent by Ding Hai, he couldn't help but touch his forehead.

"There are still a lot of people who call to book...but I have people tell them that the young lady only works two days a week, and only receives them on Monday and Thursday. Hey, I didn’t expect that they all said that they don’t care, as long as they can Just eat it." Ding Hai was unbelievable, but when he thought of the chestnut pastry that Lin Motong made for everyone during afternoon tea, Ding Hai still knew that Lin Motong's craft was indeed convincing.

"That's it." It was too cold tomorrow night, so he took a piece of chestnut crisp and ate it.

He seldom eats sweets before, but Lin Motong’s cooking is really delicious. After he tried it, he has already fallen in love with the taste, so now Lin Motong will make sweets for him every few times. eat.

The "Lin's Kitchen" has only been open for two weeks. Those who come to eat are absolutely full of praise and can't wait to make an appointment for the next time. Even the presidents, kings, consuls, etc. of many countries who come to visit the country are also admired. Come.

The presence of these distinguished people for dinner has not only improved the style of the “Lin’s Little Chef”, but also gave more opportunities to meet these people tomorrow.

The "Lin's Little Chef" gradually ceased to be a place for tasting food, but a place of power for people to rush.

However, there are not many places that are capable and qualified to come to this place of power, so it will not cause any trouble for the cold tomorrow.