Chapter 328: Visitors from China Resources
"Haha, how far can you see?" Wang Deming corrected Zhang Shouchun with a smile: "Hong Kong is a window for communication with Western countries."

"what?"

"of course"

"Oh," Zhang Shouchun nodded, seeming to understand.

"As for wanting to eat Shandong cuisine, isn't it simple? What do we have at home? Money! Wouldn't it be nice to open a Shandong cuisine restaurant? Well. Just let Bai Ma take care of it." Wang Deming actually understood the feelings of Zhang Shouchun and the other girls, or the traditional Chinese cultural tradition of homesickness and returning to one's roots.

Is it the specific reason? What is it related to? I don't know. I dare not say it even if I have an idea.

"Oh, I can't do that! All I've ever known is how to serve gentlemen and ladies." When Bai Ma heard that she was asked to manage a Shandong cuisine restaurant, she waved her hands in fear. Fortunately, there was no flour on her hands.

"What's wrong with that?" Zhang Shouchun said at this time: "Mother Bai, you don't have to worry about the rest. You just need to collect the money every day. We can also find a chef to take charge of the kitchen. He will be responsible for buying vegetables and cooking. We can negotiate the business share with him."

Jin Yuqing also advised gently: "Mother Bai, Shouchun is right. The key to running a good restaurant is the chef."

"We don't make money from running a restaurant, we just want to eat some hometown food."

Qin Huairu also agreed, "Mother Bai, Shouchun and Yuqing are both right. The key is that we should eat some hometown food."

Suddenly, Tao Jie interrupted, "Sir, Madam, there is indeed a northern Chinese restaurant in Hong Kong, but it's not called Shandong cuisine, it's called Beijing cuisine, in Causeway Bay, it seems to be called Dongxinglou Beijing cuisine?"

"What? Dongxing Building? The one that was the predecessor of Cuihua Building? Is that possible?"

Everyone was stunned when this was said. Then Zhang Shouchun got excited and shouted, "Ah! Quick, Sister Tao, go call this place and ask them what kind of boxed food they have? Send it to our home."

"Okay, haha, I'll go right away."

Tao Jie immediately went to make a phone call. She first called the telecommunications company, asked for the number, and then dialed the number. She spoke in a very gentle voice, "Donghing House Beijing cuisine? Okay, this is Wang's residence at No. 41 Repulse Bay. My wife asked you to prepare your best boxed dishes and send them over."

"Yes, this is the phone number. Please remember it."

"Yes, as quickly as possible. Okay, go to the manor gate and ring the doorbell."

Then Sister Tao smiled and told Shouchun the good news that the call to order food had already been made.

The name Dongxinglou evoked many memories for Zhang Shouchun and Jin Yuqing. Although they were still young and little girls at that time, their family members rarely took them out to eat, but they ate takeout a lot.

The first people in old Beijing to install telephones were, apart from dignitaries, major restaurants. They would also advertise in newspapers and write down their store’s telephone number.

With just one phone call, the restaurant will prepare the dishes and pack them into an exquisite takeout box, which may be square or round, with several layers, and the waiter will quickly deliver it to your home on a bicycle.

In addition, Beijingers pay attention to eating in season. For example, before purchasing the big crabs from Zhengyanglou, they call their regular customers one by one and tell them that the crabs will arrive in two days. How many should they leave for them? 8 liang or 6 liang?
Causeway Bay and Repulse Bay are both on Hong Kong Island. Soon, in less than an hour, the food delivery man arrived.

He was also carrying a large takeout box, but it was made of bamboo. The delivery guy was wearing a white double-breasted jacket and black tight-fitting pants. He put the dishes on the table one by one.

Zhang Shouchun's three daughters came over happily, saying the names of the dishes one by one: "Dry fried meatballs, nine-turn large intestine, casserole tofu, fried duck cubes, scallion-fried sea cucumber, and fish fillet in wine."

Then I couldn't wait to pick up the chopsticks and start tasting.

The more he tasted, the more he frowned. He put down his chopsticks and questioned the waiter: "Who is the chef in charge of your restaurant? Is he from Dongxinglou or Cuihualou? What kind of food is this?"

"The fried meatballs were too dry, and they didn't taste crispy on the outside and tender on the inside! The casserole tofu didn't have any flavor at all, let alone the other ingredients!"

Not to mention others, even Qin Huairu frowned after tasting a few chopsticks. She had lived with Wang Deming for many years, and had eaten and used a lot. As the saying goes, living in a place changes your temperament and nourishing your body. Now she doesn't look like a country girl at all.

"I'll try it, too."

Wang Deming came over, picked up a piece of fish fillet at random, chewed it and swallowed it, still dissatisfied: "No, aren't you ruining the reputation of Dongxinglou? Don't call it this name if you don't have a good chef!"

"Sister Tao, pay his bill and give him a generous tip. Don't waste the food. Let him take it all away."

The delivery guy could only stand there awkwardly, not daring to say a word in rebuttal.

When he first arrived here and saw such a big manor, he was shocked. Then, looking at the temperament of these owners, he knew that they were very rich.

In Hong Kong, apart from the British, you should not mess with the rich people. Even gangsters know this.

Gangsters don’t dare to mess with the police, and the police don’t dare to mess with the rich.

Of course, this rich man must be very rich.

After tasting the takeaway, the three girls became more determined to open an authentic Shandong cuisine restaurant. At least they could eat whenever they wanted.

Tao Jie immediately called the newspaper in Hong Kong and said, "My wife wants to open an authentic Shandong cuisine restaurant, so we're going to put an announcement in your newspaper: We want a real Shandong cuisine chef, any conditions you want. But there's one thing, my wife wants to taste the food first, so those who are just filling in the gaps won't be allowed to come."

"Hotel address?" Sister Tao covered the phone and looked at Wang Deming: "Sir, where is the best place to open a hotel?"

Wang Deming thought about it and said, "I think I have a house on George Street in Causeway Bay. Let's arrange it there. I'll ask the tenant to move out later."

Tao Jie nodded and continued to say to the other end of the phone: "The restaurant is going to be opened on George Street in Causeway Bay. Well, for the advertising money, you can call HSBC and ask John Zhao to arrange for someone to transfer the money immediately."

"Yes, that's what Sister Tao said."

Zhang Shouchun was very satisfied with Tao Jie's execution ability.

"Sister Tao, you are really amazing! Our family really can't live without you!"

Sister Tao smiled and said nothing, glancing at Bai Ma out of the corner of her eye.

Soon, under the guidance of Bai Ma, a meal of spring pancakes and box dishes full of Beijing flavor was placed on the table.

The whole family feasted. We had been eating seafood since we came to Hong Kong. We were tired of eating these people.
After the advertisement was published, the phone at home kept ringing with people asking to come to the house to taste the dishes.

Tao Jie always asked Bai Ma to answer the phone with her, and asked Bai Ma to ask about the names and cooking methods of some Shandong dishes first. If she could answer them almost accurately, she would go to the customer's house to try the dishes.

Don't ask Bai Ma how she knows, she just ate too much
It turned out that someone who came with the cook surprised Wang Deming very much.

"Mr. Song, why are you here?"

"Why am I here? Comrade Deming, you didn't report to China Resources when you arrived in Hong Kong. The superior asked me, how should I answer?"

　I started having unbearable toothaches these days, and I took a lot of medicine. I originally had an appointment with the doctor on Thursday afternoon, but the typhoon on Thursday meant we had to pick up our kids from school early, so I had to reschedule to next Monday. My head hurts so much that I can't think straight when I sit in front of the computer.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)