When Boss Zhao was still regretting why he had invited these friends to support Meng Huai, the pigeon meat in the soup was also wiped out.
By the time he came to his senses, he saw nothing left in the pot.
He clenched his fists in anger and cried to his friends, "How come you didn't leave any meat for me! I'm having such a hard time!"
"Seeing that you hadn't picked up your chopsticks, we thought you didn't like meat."
One of Boss Zhao's friends was 'talking nonsense', and another friend followed up, "Come, come, since you don't like meat, eat this."
The other friend pointed to the only plate of vegetarian dish on the table, all green leafy vegetables, which made them not want to reach for their chopsticks. This one then followed the previous joke and recommended this dish to Boss Zhao.
Boss Zhao didn't know their hidden intentions and didn't expose them. However, he very obligingly picked up a chopstick of vegetables and chewed them in his mouth.
He didn't know until he ate, and was shocked.
Boss Zhao was a carnivore. Despite his dislike for the oily smoke from the kitchen, he absolutely loved meat dishes and never touched any vegetarian dishes.
Today, he was only eating to save face for his friends, but! As Boss Zhao ate, he thought to himself: Wow! How can stir-fried vegetables be so delicious!!
After thinking, he picked up another chopstick and put it in his mouth, his expression as intoxicated as could be.
However, his friends thought Boss Zhao was trying to fool them: "Is it not delicious, that you're deliberately acting like it's super tasty! I see right through your little game, Old Zhao!"
Boss Zhao said, "I'm not like you guys, this is really delicious! If you don't eat it, I'll eat it all!"
What Boss Zhao was holding, which Meng Huai called 'Yan Quan Mi Shi' (衍泉米食), was actually rice made from spring water and various grains.
But this 'Yan Quan Mi Shi' paired with the stir-fried vegetables was truly delicious. Boss Zhao even wanted to pour the vegetable broth over it.
At this moment, they felt that Boss Zhao wasn't bluffing them, so each of them picked up a chopstick.
As expected, they received unanimous praise again.
This table wasn't just the Seven Treasures Pigeon Soup and Stir-fried Green Orchid. Meng Huai ordered ten dishes for this table of seven, fearing they wouldn't have enough. But in the end, these few people, holding their full stomachs, ate every last bit of the meal on the table.
When Meng Huai arrived and saw the clean bowls and plates on the table, he was also astonished.
Meng Huai also said to them, "Friends, eating to eighty percent fullness is the way of health preservation."
Boss Zhao's friends, one by one, sat slumped in their chairs, holding their stomachs. One of them, hearing Meng Huai's words, retorted humorously, "Boss Meng, you're wrong. It's all your fault that we ate so much. You ordered so much for us, and we were afraid of wasting it!"
Meng Huai felt very helpless, thinking: You guys are amazing! You're blaming me for this too.
Finally, these middle-aged uncles, with their bulging stomachs, were almost walking sideways out of the shop.
This table was not an exception; customers throughout the restaurant were eating with all their might.
What attracted them to order these dishes were the stated benefits on the menu, such as the Yellow Spirit Willow Ginseng Pork Rib Soup, which Anchor An Ran and her assistant strongly ordered. They initially insisted on drinking this soup because Meng Huai had said it was like charging a battery for people and could relieve fatigue.
But now, the two of them were conquered by the deliciousness of the soup!
When An Ran went to pay Meng Huai, she was still reluctant to leave: "That Yellow Spirit Willow Ginseng Pork Rib Soup is truly exceptional! I'm already thinking about whether to buy a house in Imperial Capital Star. Although spaceships are very convenient now, I feel it might be more convenient to be on Imperial Capital Star!"
"You can consider it!"
Meng Huai cast a vote of approval for An Ran's suggestion.
The opening day was busy, but mostly with Meng Huai's friends and customers from Meng Huai's online store who came out of curiosity. Therefore, the second day, the shop was much quieter than the day before, and by lunchtime, there were very few people.
However, most of the people who came were familiar faces from the previous day, such as Boss Zhao.
Meng Huai was also on holiday and stayed in the shop all day.
By the second day of opening, there were still not many customers by noon. Compared to the scene yesterday when the waiters couldn't keep up with the orders, the situation was vastly different.
However, Boss Zhao came from a neighboring shop at lunchtime. Seeing Boss Zhao arrive, Meng Huai's eyebrows twitched.
"Oh, good afternoon, Boss Zhao."
Boss Zhao looked at the spacious shop with only two customers, and more employees than customers.
This situation was a bit beyond Boss Zhao's expectations!
But he still mimicked Meng Huai's tone and teased, "Oh, Boss Meng, your shop is a bit quiet."
Meng Huai was unfazed: "It's alright, it's alright."
There were plenty of empty seats in the shop, so Boss Zhao found a spot he liked and sat down.
Meng Huai handed Boss Zhao the menu: "Come, Boss Zhao, see what you'd like to eat."
Then Sister Ting also came over with the tea prepared for the day and poured it for Boss Zhao.
Boss Zhao looked at Meng Huai and Ting Jie, who had just walked away, and said, "I'm truly honored to be served by these two beautiful ladies! However, thinking about the bustling scene yesterday, why is there such a big difference today?"
Meng Huai was unfazed: "Perhaps the dishes are too expensive?"
This wasn't Meng Huai talking nonsense; the pricing was indeed much higher than ordinary restaurants. Although many customers praised the dishes yesterday, they were also amazed by the pricing.
Only wealthy families like Boss Zhao could afford to eat there for two consecutive days.
Boss Zhao disagreed with Meng Huai's statement that the dishes were too expensive.
He was now a loyal fan of the medicinal cuisine restaurant. Hearing the boss himself say that the dishes were expensive, he waved his hands repeatedly.
"These dishes are worth the price! Don't compromise with the masses."
Boss Zhao frowned as he spoke, but quickly recovered his composure. He hurriedly asked, "Are there any recommended dishes today? If not, I'll just order the Seven Treasures Pigeon Soup again."
"Of course! Boss Zhao, how many medicinal dishes have you tried? There are still many waiting for you to explore!"
Meng Huai showed Boss Zhao the menu, and Boss Zhao realized that he indeed hadn't tried many. So he waved his hand generously: "Then I'll leave it to you, Boss Meng, to decide."
When Boss Zhao got to taste the eagerly awaited dishes and was wholeheartedly savoring them,
A mecha technician came to the mecha parts street. After buying the required materials, he glanced at the medicinal cuisine restaurant.
"Medicinal Cuisine and Tea?"