hotmtlnovel Chapter 107 The Girl Who Loves to Cook New Dishes
Chapter 107 The Girl Who Loves to Cook New Dishes
The three of them set out on their journey again, and with them came a gentleman who called himself an idler.
Mo Ran smiled and asked, "Mr. Zhongli, are you really not going to consider the food at Xinyuexuan? It's a good deal!"
Zhongli's expression remained indifferent. He closed his phoenix eyes and said firmly, "No, compared to Xinyuexuan, the food at Liuli Pavilion is more to my taste."
Mo Ran looked up at the sky and began to worry, "That would be troublesome. What if someone around Mr. Zhongli likes Xinyuexuan's dishes in the future? Wouldn't they have to give it up?"
"Don't worry about that. I have always been principled in doing things. Such difficult things will probably not happen." He looked so confident, just like he would be able to remain calm in the face of a table full of seafood in the future.
"Then I hope Mr. Zhongli can keep his original aspiration in mind and achieve his goal!" Mo Ran suppressed his smile and imagined what Zhongli's expression would be at that time.
"Boss, we finally found you!" The receptionists from Xinyuexuan and Liuliting came running over and said together, "Someone wants to take over the old store of Chihuyan. We dare not make any decisions on our own. Please ask the boss to go there in person!"
"He is now at the old store. He seems to be an expert in the industry and must have worked in the kitchen for many years."
Mo Ran nodded and asked the two people who came to taste the food to take Zhong Li to the Liuli Pavilion to sit down. Before leaving, he reminded him, "Remember to use the highest-quality private room and serve the best dishes."
"I understand." The two receptionists had to know some etiquette rules under the rules and regulations set by Mo Ran, otherwise they would not be able to survive in Xinyuexuan and Liuliting.
Mo Ran rubbed the little head of the porcelain doll beside him and said gently, "Qiqi, go with your sister Ningguang. The master will be here soon."
"Okay, goodbye, Master." Qiqi was held in Ningguang's arms. The plump and tender breasts squeezed the little girl so hard that she couldn't move. She could only turn her head and waved her little hand to the man in black.
Mo Ran also waved his hand, strode towards Chihuyan Street, and walked to the original store.
There stood a square-faced man with a masculine look on his face and layer upon layer of calluses on his fingers, indicating that he worked hard every day.
He saw a man in elegant black clothes approaching him. Like the chivalrous knights in the storybooks, he gave a fist bump and said hello, "Hello, Boss Mo."
Mo Ran didn't find it strange, because ever since the restaurant opened, everyone in Liyue Harbor knew that there was a chef who cooked delicious food and liked to wear black all day.
Mo Ran shook hands with him and said, "I heard from the people below that you want to take over this store. We can discuss the price. Don't worry."
"Haha, as expected, Boss Mo is really honest! My last name is Mao, and people in the industry call me Master Mao, but in front of Boss Mo, I am not worthy of the title of chef, so you can just call me Xiao Mao."
Mo Ran also recognized him. He was the "first customer to try crabs" when the snack stand just opened a few years ago. However, he didn't expect that he was the chef who created his own new dishes and became famous in Liyue.
"Master Mao, let's go to the store together and take a look. There may be some new items that need to be purchased." Mo Ran didn't listen to him. He called him Xiao Mao and still called him Master.
“Of course!” Master Mao smiled brightly, obviously in a good mood, and said with a smile: “I can show off to my daughter when I get back. Her father is also the best cook in Liyue and has been called Master!”
Mo Ran unlocked the door and started chatting with Master Mao, "Master Mao's daughter also likes to cook?"
"That's not true. That girl is running to the kitchen every day now. She asks me to try new dishes and write new recipes every day. She never rests for a day."
"It seems that he intends for his daughter to inherit his father's business! I wish that his daughter will cook something amazing in the future and shock Liyue Harbor."
When it comes to his daughter, Master Mao starts talking nonstop, like pouring out beans from a bamboo tube.
"How can that be possible? My little girl is just tinkering around. I don't want her to stay in the kitchen every day. Children should go out more often, run around, make some friends, and live happily."
"Cooking, inheriting the store, etc., we'll talk about it when she's old enough."
"That girl likes to mix ingredients that can't be used for cooking every day. When I ask her what she wants to cook, she says she wants to cook. Every time, the pot at home suffers and I have to clean up the mess."
"Haha, every time before she cooks a new dish, she always says, Boss Mo, the Kitchen God, please bless me to succeed in my cooking trial, and I will definitely reward you handsomely in the future!"
Mo Ran was listening with a smile, and suddenly said, "I guess she is treating me as the Kitchen God? Haha, it's a pity that I'm just a cook, and I can't bless her new dish to be successful."
Master Mao scratched his head and said, "The little girl doesn't know that much. She heard from the neighbors that the best cook in Liyue Port is Boss Mo, so she regards you as the Kitchen God. Boss Mo, don't mind. When we get back, I'll ask her to go."
Mo Ran waved his hand, "Children are free to speak without restraint, but I cannot compare to the power of the Kitchen God. If I ask for his blessing, maybe it will really have some effect."
Master Mao replied, “I’ve made a note of this. I’ll tell my daughter when I get home that the Kitchen God of Liyue Harbor asked her to find the Kitchen God of Liyue!”
Mo Ran chuckled, the atmosphere was very harmonious, and the price of the store was later decided, six million Mora, it was finalized, and it could be paid in installments.
As Master Mao left, he smiled and murmured, "I'm going back to accompany my daughter. Haha..."
Mo Ran took a deep look at this future successful master, then turned and walked to the most upscale box in the Liuli Pavilion. This box was originally reserved for the dignitaries of Liyue, or a room that could only be booked for tens or hundreds of millions of Mora.
The lobby on the first floor is the area where home-cooked meals are served and it is also the place with the largest number of people.
In the private room, all the dishes have been served.
The host Mo Ran invited everyone to start eating. Zhongli took the first bite of the slow-cooked Xian Du Xian, praising it: "It tastes very good, the heat is just right, and the cooking method is authentic. It really is true that every bit of Mora is worth every bit of the product."
Mo Ran said unhappily, "Mr. Zhongli, don't talk nonsense. The dishes in my restaurant, whether they are home-cooked outside or in the private room, the taste and ingredients are the same!"
Zhongli asked in confusion: "If they are the same, then why do we need to distinguish them? It will only cause more trouble."
"Of course we need to distinguish them." Mo Ran slowly explained the tricks here. "With the expensive ones, will those rich and powerful people not pay for them? Although the dishes are the same, the dining place has changed. This can also satisfy their vanity when they play outside."
"Nowadays, all the disciples from the noble families in Liyue Harbor who haven't eaten in the high-end private rooms a few times feel ashamed to hold their heads up."
Zhongli asked: "Isn't this considered cheating?"
Mo Ran smiled and said, "Of course not! They paid the money willingly, and we have served the dishes without cutting corners or using unscrupulous ingredients. How can this be considered fraud?"
"Even so, why would those playboys buy it?" Zhongli was puzzled. Even though he was the creator of Mora, he couldn't understand the feeling of wasting Mora for a meal.
Mo Ran took a sip of tea and said, "In the final analysis, it's still a matter of face. But I'm not saying that I can't understand why they squander money."
Ningguang's eyes flickered, and she couldn't help but think secretly, the old man said that he didn't know how to calculate in business, but in fact, he is better at calculating than me, he is really...a good housekeeper.
She thought about it and felt that her Mora would not be at a loss anyway. On the contrary, she would earn a lot. Well, the old man really understood Mora. Ningguang smiled as she thought about the profitable Mora.
The innocent Qiqi ignored those confusing things and just picked up a special dish designed by her master, which would be a dish of the future.
Zhongli added: "So, this box is really useless except for its value?"
"Of course not." Mo Ran stood up and walked to the three words "Liuliting" on the wall. He gently turned the middle word, and a sound of gears was heard.
The roof began to open up like the petals of a glazed lily that only blooms at night. The glazed tiles inlaid in it reflected the frosty moonlight, illuminating the luxurious box, making it look dreamy and magnificent.
Mo Ran said softly: "This is a view that can only be seen in the most upscale boxes, an illusory object made of reflective glass."
Mo Ran looked at the ground and read out the eight characters reflected there.
"The word Li has lasted for thousands of years, and the contract will not be violated."