Chapter 2160 Falling in Love with the Taste of the Chef 50

Su Yu started chatting with her while driving.

"Ok, I know!"

Zheng Qingqing saw that his car was no longer driving in a straight line.

Her hand tightened suddenly.

"Personally, I think it's better to drive properly!"

"Ha ha--"

Su Yu tilted his head slightly and couldn't help but laugh when he saw Zheng Qingqing's nervous expression.

"Do not worry!"

After saying this, Su Yu started driving the car properly again.

Soon we arrived at Zheng Qingqing's store.

As soon as Zheng Qingqing got out of the car, he saw that the front of his store had been decorated.

There are many flower baskets placed in front of the door. These flower baskets are not the tacky ones, they are all made of agarwood or mahogany.

It looks very tasty.

While Zheng Qingqing was watching stupidly, Wei Feng suddenly stuck his head out from a flower basket inside.

"Qingming, you're here so early!?"

Wei Feng looked at her and smiled slightly.

"Yes! Did you do all this?"

Looking at the many flower baskets outside, all kinds of antiques match my store very well.

"Well, it's my gift to you."

While Wei Feng was talking, he also finished the last thing.

"um. Thank you!"

Zheng Qingqing thanked him sincerely, walked over and opened the door, letting Wei Feng in.

At this time, Su Yu, who had already parked the car, also came over.

He looked at the flower baskets outside the door and couldn't help but roll his eyes. They were really trying to please others.

Everything is ready for the opening.

Zheng Qingqing specially made breakfast for them, asked Su Yu to go to work, and asked Wei Feng to go back.

Since it was the first day of business, the employees in the store also came over one after another at 7:30.

There are eight waiters in total, plus a store manager.

There is only room for eight tables in the store, and one waiter is responsible for one table.

There is one cashier, two people washing dishes in the kitchen, and two people preparing dishes.

She didn't work any shifts, after all, she worked eight desks a day.

When the eight tables are closed, everyone can get off work, and the wages here are also very high.

So everyone who comes to work here is in high spirits.

At eight o'clock, it officially opened.

The waiters were all standing around performing their duties. Zheng Qingqing huddled in the back kitchen, holding his cell phone, and kept making noises on the post.

Sure enough, at nine o'clock, the store manager came to her with a smile and told her that all seven seats were fully booked.

There is another place reserved for the bearded uncle.

Zheng Qingqing put down his cell phone and walked around the kitchen again. He found that everyone's preparations were done very well.

By half past ten, people were already arriving one after another.

"Where's your menu?"

the guest asked.

"We don't have a menu in the store. The chef makes it himself. You just tell a few people to help you make it."

The waiter answered.

"What are we still eating here?"

As soon as the guest heard this, he immediately jumped up and stood up quickly.

"Okay, okay, we're all here, let's eat here!"

Another customer said to the waiter again.

"Are these the four of you now?"

The waiter asked again.