Rebirth 1989: My Unlucky Career

Under Zhao Zhuo's encouragement, the employees' enthusiasm was naturally very high, and they greeted the evening work with a very full attitude.

And the fact is exactly as Zhao Zhuo thought, the business was full again in the evening, and there were more people queuing outside than at noon.

Fortunately, Zhao Zhuo had found a very good solution to the situation he encountered at noon, otherwise trouble would have occurred.

Business was booming on the first day, not only reflected in the large number of people queuing up, but also reflected in the word-of-mouth spread of the hot pot restaurant.

In just one day, the news that a very popular Beijing Shabu Shabu restaurant opened in Fengtian spread throughout the streets.

Therefore, on the second day, more people came to the hot pot restaurant to try it out.

Seeing this, Zhao Zhuo speculated that the business of the hot pot restaurant would have to be booming for at least a week before it would gradually reduce to a normal state.

As for how much money a hot pot restaurant can really make, it all depends on how much profit it will make after normalization.

Of course, this is about how much money you can make, not whether you can make money.

Because, judging from the current situation, it is simply too difficult for hot pot restaurants to not make money.

Therefore, after Zhao Zhuo observed the store for two consecutive days, he made up his mind to immediately start the pilot project of Shancheng hot pot restaurant.

Zhang Yun is really worried about this:

"The style of Beijing Shabu Shabu is a typical northern taste, so it has become so popular in a short period of time, and there are traces to follow.

However, the particularly spicy style of Shancheng Hotpot is different from our eating habits here. Is it really appropriate to cook it rashly without a mass base?"

As he spoke, Zhang Yun used his fingers to calculate an account for Zhao Zhuo:

"It's very simple. Our Jingcheng shabu-shabu restaurant here is making money, but if the Shancheng hot pot restaurant over there keeps losing money, the two will offset each other, and we will be doing nothing."

After listening to Zhang Yun's analysis, Zhao Zhuo couldn't help but nodded:

"I understand what you mean, but what I want to say is that you underestimate the appeal of Shancheng Hotpot to everyone.

Let me give you the simplest example, do you like spicy food?"

Hearing this, Zhang Yun thought about it seriously and nodded:

"I do like spicy food, but at least in Fengtian, there are probably only a very small number of people who like spicy food."

Hearing this, Zhao Zhuo slowly shook his head:

"No, no, no, you guessed it wrong. People who like spicy food are definitely in the majority. It's just that we eat less spicy food in our daily eating habits. It doesn't mean that everyone doesn't like to eat it.

In fact, spicy food has a kind of temptation for most people, regardless of north or south."

Zhang Yun was very surprised when she heard such a theory.

In fact, if she could see hotpots filling the streets of Shancheng in future generations, she might not be so surprised.

After listening to Zhao Zhuo's words, Zhang Yun took into account Zhao Zhuo's views on hot pot restaurants. There have been no problems so far, so she stopped insisting.

Zhang Yun nodded and said:

"Okay, since we have to do it, let's do it. Do we need to prepare anything?"

Hearing this, Zhao Zhuo was not polite and arranged the work directly:

"I will be responsible for the two main things, and you will finish the decoration and various facilities."

Hearing Zhao Zhuo's words, Zhang Yun couldn't help but become curious:

"Oh, what are the two most important things?"

Zhao Zhuo smiled and said:

"One is the special dishes that are often eaten in Shancheng hot pot, such as hairy tripe, duck intestines, and duck blood.

In fact, this is not complicated at all. The main problem is that one is from a cow and one is from a duck. There is no need to worry about the cow problem anymore. I can solve this problem by finding a suitable duck farm."

Hearing this, Zhang Yun nodded, and then asked:

"Then what's the other question?"

"Hot pot base."

These words can be said to wake up the dreamer. Zhang Yun nodded in sudden realization:

"Yes, the hot pot base is indeed the most important thing in Shancheng hot pot. Without the right hot pot base, this restaurant would not be able to open at all."

As he spoke, Zhang Yun couldn't help but look at Zhao Zhuo:

"You are so confident about opening a store now. You must have solved the problem of hot pot base. Have you found a chef who can make hot pot base?"

Unexpectedly, after Zhao Zhuo heard this, he slowly shook his head:

"No, there is no chef."

Zhang Yun frowned:

"Then how are you going to solve this problem?"

Zhao Zhuo pointed at himself and said lightly:

"I can make the hot pot base myself."

Hearing this, Zhang Yun seemed to have heard something extremely outrageous:

"You? Make hot pot base?"

Let me ask you first, have you ever been to a mountain city?"

Zhao Zhuo shook his head naturally:

"I've never been there."

Zhang Yun smiled bitterly:

"Yeah, you've never been to Shancheng, and you've never tasted what the hot pot there tastes like. Plus you don't even cook, how can you make authentic hot pot base?"

Zhang Yun's suspicion can be said to be very well-founded.

Indeed, no one can accept that a person who cannot cook and has never eaten anything can make such a thing.

After hearing Zhang Yun's well-founded doubts, Zhao Zhuo calmly said calmly:

"You are wrong. You have to know that there is such a genius in this world, who can use his imagination to make something that he has never eaten before. This kind of ability is just right.

I have it."

When she heard Zhao Zhuo say that she had some, Zhang Yun almost covered her mouth and couldn't help laughing.

"I believe there is such a person in the world, but it is really hard to believe that you are such a person.

After all, as a person who doesn’t usually cook at all, I really don’t know how you have the confidence to say this.”

Hearing this, Zhao Zhuo squinted at Zhang Yun and said calmly with an enigmatic look:

"Then it looks like I have to show off my skills today for you to see."

Hearing this, Zhang Yun knew that Zhao Zhuo was not joking, and suddenly became interested:

"Okay, show me your skills and show me what real talent is. It will open my eyes."

Having said that, Zhang Yun's attitude was somewhat joking. After all, it was really hard for her to imagine Zhao Zhuo frying hot pot ingredients.

However, judging from Zhao Zhuo's expression, it was obvious that he was serious.

I saw Zhao Zhuo writing a few materials on a piece of paper, and then handed it to the staff next to him:

"Buy all these things back as soon as possible."

After looking at the contents on the paper, the staff nodded and then went out.