The richest man went on a blind date, and his 19-year-old daughter wanted to support me

Chu Hang waved his hand cordially: "Xiao Mu, don't be nervous, sit down and let's talk."

Moody agreed and sat down timidly.

In order to relax him, Chu Hang pointed to the food on the table and said, "The food you cook at home tastes very good. Your sister Yang likes this green lotus root box the most. Can you tell me how to make it so that I can learn from it?"

"The method is actually very simple. The key lies in the real ingredients. I use the tender, crisp and sweet lotus root from Yulong Lake, stuffed with pork stuffing that has been freshly slaughtered no more than four hours ago, and freshly made shrimp meat cubes, fried and then steamed for fifteen minutes."

When it comes to cooking, Moody looks much more relaxed and he no longer stutters when he speaks.

Yang Liuyan nodded frequently and said with a smile: "So that's how it is. It does sound simple, but I know that I can't master the details. I'd better just be a gourmet."

Moody rubbed his hands and smiled innocently: "As long as you want to be a gourmet, you can definitely be a good chef. I used to think I couldn't be a chef, but now I enjoy the feeling of being a chef. Although I am still in training, I believe I can become a qualified chef."

Chu Hang saw the scars on his hands, which faithfully recorded Moody's hard work and persistence.

"I heard from Xiaoyan that your restaurant is not doing well. Have you thought about how to improve it?" Chu Hang asked.

"I……"

Moody smiled awkwardly, "I'm really not good at business. Everything is going up in price now. If the restaurant continues like this, I'm afraid it won't last long."

Chu Hang smiled and said, "I know you can't raise prices, but can you lay off employees and reduce expenses?"

Moody shook his head firmly. "Those are all my father's old employees. They have worked in my family for at least five years. Without them, there would be no restaurant today. I will never fire anyone."

"I guess you don't want to lower the quality of the ingredients." Chu Hang stared at him and asked.

"Yes, if I use fake and shoddy cooking methods, I might as well just close the restaurant." Moody looked at Chu Hang bravely.

Chu Hang turned his head to look at Xiao Yan, smiled and shook his head: "Your classmate is very stubborn, I'm afraid this will be difficult to deal with."

"Dad..." Xiao Yan stood behind Chu Hang and pushed his shoulders.

She pouted and said coquettishly: "I know you have a way, just help him."

Chu Hang thought for a moment and said, "Then we need to have a trade-off. I can't help him for nothing."

Xiaoyan looked at his father in surprise, not understanding what his father wanted to do.

In the past, she hardly needed to say anything and Chu Hang would do his best to help her. What happened this time?

"Okay, as long as you promise to help him, I will agree to your terms."

Xiaoyan agreed readily without even asking what the conditions were.

Because she knew that her father would not let her do anything she didn't want to do.

Yang Liuyan smiled without saying a word, watching the father and daughter making a fuss.

"You need to promise me to do your sister Yang a favor and design a piece of underwear inlaid with jewelry."

Chu Hang tapped the tabletop with his fingers one after another and looked at Xiao Yan with an inquiring look.

"Deal." Xiao Yan let out a long sigh and whispered in Chu Hang's ear with a smile, "Thank you, Dad."

Yang Liuyan was totally surprised, she looked at Chu Hang in confusion.

"If you want to make luxury underwear, you need a gimmick, such as the most expensive underwear in history. Xiaoyan is capable of doing this."

Chu Hang explained: "I plan to hold a grand new product launch for Jialan in half a month, which will overshadow the Victoria's Secret International Model Show."

"Your thinking is so fast that I can't catch up with you."

Yang Liuyan sighed and thought this was a great idea.

Moody looked at Chu Hang with anticipation. He also wanted to know how the richest man would save his restaurant.

Chu Hang hesitated for a moment and asked, "If you agree to let me help you, you should not reject my plan, understand?"

Moody nodded, but added, "I can agree to everything else except what we just discussed."

"Of course." Chu Hang smiled, "I decided to help you because I respect you and your father's ideals, so I won't destroy the core of the ideal.

He took a sip of tea and said, "Starting tomorrow, we will hire a chef within a week. You and your kitchen staff will move to Business Building No. 120, Hangqing. You will be in charge of the eight-story building."

Moody was puzzled: "If the kitchen staff leave, what should we do here?"

Chu Hang saw that Moody had no comprehension at all, so he had to start from the beginning: "My plan is very simple. I want to use your chef to transform it into a central kitchen distribution center."

Moody was confused by what he heard. He shook his head blankly, indicating that he didn't understand.

Chu Hang explained: "Your father and son's ideal is to serve the working class, but you can't do what the working class of the whole city does with your small courtyard. I want to use the form of takeout to help you build a catering network covering the whole city. Isn't it closer to realizing your ideal than guarding your small courtyard?"

Moody lowered his head and said, "I also thought about expanding into takeaway business, but we were too particular about our cooking, so the delivery time was slow, which always caused complaints from customers, so we closed it down later."

Chu Hang could tell that Moody was indirectly saying that the takeaway business was not feasible.

"The key problem is not the cooking time, but that you don't break down the cooking actions into smaller details."

He patiently explained: "For example, for this dish of green lotus root boxes, if all the steps before steaming are completed and someone places an order, the chef only needs to steam it in the steamer, and it will be ready for serving in ten minutes. It can then be delivered to the customer using the residual heat of the insulated lunch box and be ready for consumption." Xiaoyan clapped his hands in admiration.

Moody suddenly realized something. He patted his forehead and said, "This is a really great idea. Why didn't I think of preparing food this way?"

Chu Hang went on to say: "If you want more people to eat cheap and good food and make money, you have to spread the cost with sales volume, so each chef needs to cook more than ten dishes at the same time."

"That's impossible." Moody shook his head. "For a good chef, being able to watch three pots is already the limit. Asking him to cook in ten pots is impossible."

“Technological progress is about turning the impossible into the possible.”

Chu Hang said nonchalantly, "I know there are fully automatic electric frying pans now. All you need to do is put the ingredients in place, set the fire and time, and the frying pan will automatically stir-fry until done."

Yang Liuyan nodded and said, "In that case, the chef only needs to walk around the ten pots and monitor the progress."

Moody was stunned.

Chu Hang asked calmly, "A chef can cook ten dishes in five minutes, so he can cook one hundred and twenty dishes in an hour during the peak meal time. What if a hundred chefs cook at the same time?"

Xiao Yan burst out laughing: "How can there be so many chefs? Even if there were, there wouldn't be a place like that. How much cooking space would be needed to prepare more than 10,000 dishes?"

Chu Hang smiled and said, "That's why I gave him all eight floors."