Chapter 139 138. Opening

July 15th, sunny.

Six o'clock sharp.

The Times Square flagship store of Piaoliang BBQ officially opened.

There was no fancy opening ceremony. There were just a few people in the store. Each of them took a wedding firecracker and set it off in a circle, bang bang bang, and that was considered the opening ceremony.

Liu Piaoliang walked to the middle and wanted to say a few words.

The diners outside were fed up and started to jeer him down, then they slurped their way in.

After waiting for a long time under the scorching sun, who would be willing to listen to him?

On the opening day, Liu Piaoliang sent a message to his old customers. It turned out that his 400-plus old customers were not added in vain.

After reading the news, the old customers felt that Boss Liu was a nice person and that they should support the opening of a new store.

The main reason is that I stopped eating mushrooms for several days, and I really wanted to eat them.

So forty or fifty people came before the opening.

As soon as the opening was announced, this group of people immediately rushed into the store and occupied half of the first floor.

The sun hasn't set yet, there's air conditioning inside, and it's hot outside.

Sit in and look around the new store.

It’s quite trendy.

The overall style is simple and fashionable, with large blocks of patchwork colors used on the walls and screens. It’s hard to tell what they are, but it looks good anyway.

Just take a look at the decoration in the store.

The main thing is to see if the price here has changed.

The guests picked up the menu and were very satisfied at first glance. The prices were still the same as before. It was surprising that the new restaurant did not raise prices even though it was located in such a high-end place.

Boss Liu is honest in doing business.

Flip to the back again.

Everyone was stunned and thought they had seen it wrong.

Take another look, it's true.

I feel the same way. What the hell? Crayfish? They dare to sell it for 300 yuan per serving, and it’s a special offer. They must be crazy about money.

I won’t come again next time.

Alas, they thought the same thing when they fried the mushrooms.

But now, the store was filled with people saying, "Hong, Hong, let's talk about other things later, first give me two servings of fried mushrooms..."

Then I was shopping in Times Square and saw a new barbecue restaurant opened here. It was quite lively, so I came in to take a look out of curiosity.

I sat down, picked up the menu, looked at the first page, the first few rows, and it was okay, normal price.

Look below, why are mushrooms so expensive? Damn it, there must be a trap in the menu!

I turned to the second page and saw what the heck was going on. Are you crazy?

Some people just stood up and left, while others were too embarrassed to just leave, so they looked at the menu carefully and ordered some normal skewers and drinks.

I looked at the table next to me anxiously. Why did these people all order mushrooms?

This is a shady shop! It must be a shady shop! They hired so many proxies.

Look, even the waiter didn’t order crayfish, and they themselves thought it was too much... right?

Eh? Why is there really someone asking this?
"Boss Liu, Boss Liu, come here and let me ask you something."

The person who was shouting was a middle-aged man in his forties at the next table.

He brought two young men in their twenties with him. The three of them ordered a table full of barbecue, including three servings of fried mushrooms. It was obvious that they had no shortage of money.

"Oh, Brother Yao, it's a pity that you are at this table. It's my fault, it's my fault. Today is a bit chaotic. I was thinking that my brother Yao must come today, either the first or the second wave, definitely not late, and here you are." Liu Piaoliang walked over with brisk steps, saying auspicious words while picking up the wine bottle on the table and filling the glasses of the three people.

Then he asked, "What do you want me to do?"

Yao Junbo felt so happy and proud.

He took a sip of beer, trying to be calm and not let his smile show, and then he slowly asked, "Boss Liu, what do you mean by this crayfish?"

Liu Piaoliang did not give a direct answer. She first gave him a fake look and lowered her voice as if it was a secret: "You know that Fanrenju is being renovated, right?"

Yao Junbo took the bait, leaned over and nodded, "I know."

He knew about Fanrenju, but had never been inside. According to legend, it was very grand and upscale inside. As for whether it was decorated or not, he didn't care about that.

But even if you don’t know, you have to know that your little brother is watching you.

"Hey, you are indeed my brother Yao, you are well-informed." Liu Piaoliang gave him a thumbs up and continued, "He is not open for business yet due to renovations. One of my business partners used several connections to invite the chef of Fanrenju to come here to cook shrimp. Just tell me, is the chef's cooking skills worth the 299?"

Yao Junbo wanted to say that it was worth it, after all, Fanrenju has been around for decades, but at only 299 per pound, it was too expensive.

Liu Piaoliang was very considerate. Before Yao Junbo could speak, he spoke first, "If you are interested, I will get you one to try. It is for your brother Yao. I really can't bear to give it to others."

After saying that, he took out the hand tray and put it to his mouth, and covered it with his other hand, "Shaoan, pick up three shrimps, pick the big ones, spicy flavor, and send them to table number twelve."

Putting down the radio, he smiled and said, "I know you can eat spicy food, Brother Yao, so I'll make the decision for you. Let's try the spicy one first."

In just the time it took to say a word, half a dozen boys came out from the kitchen. They had dark skin, strong bodies, and short haircuts that were close to their scalps. They looked very energetic.

This is exactly the new version of Luo Shaoan. Luo Yihang brought him here today to help and broaden his horizons.

It was hot, and they got prickly heat from working in the fields wearing straw hats, so the three of them took the initiative to cut all their hair. Now they can no longer be called red-haired or yellow-haired.

Luo Shaoan was holding a small plate with a lid on it. He walked to the table, smiled before speaking, bowed, put the plate on the table, and said, "Please come in."

After saying that, he lifted the lid and found a small bowl in the plate. In half a bowl of dark red thick soup were soaked three palm-long, bright red and plump crayfish.

It's really big.

The shrimp's back was opened, the carapace stretched out, revealing a piece of white jade-like meat. Apart from anything else, the appearance alone was extraordinary.

Yao Junbo picked up his chopsticks first, picked up one and put it in his mouth, sucking on the shrimp head first. As usual, when he ate crayfish, he would suck on the shrimp head to taste it and then spit it out.

But this time, I took one sip after another, as if each time had a different taste, and the freshness and fragrance seemed endless.

It was not until he sucked too hard and the shrimp shell pricked his mouth that Yao Junbo reacted. His face turned red and he looked around furtively, afraid that people would laugh at him.

No one laughed at him.

The two little brothers are similar.

Liu Piaoliang was not as good as him when she tasted it for the first time.

As for Luo Shaoan, he was used to it. Everything at home was like this, and it was easy for him to "forget himself" when eating.

Yao Junbo put his mind at ease and took another sip. Then he reluctantly took the crayfish out of his mouth, peeled off the shell and ate the shrimp meat.

Put the shrimp into your mouth and take a light bite.

Ouch! Holy crap!
This is crazy...

Three hundred dollars seems like it... maybe... it's really worth the price.

How expensive!
Yao Junbo finished eating the shrimps and looked up, the ball was finished.

Just like last time, the two little brothers were staring at him again.

Yao Junbo wants to slap himself in the face. You let me pretend to be a big shot and let me be promiscuous and generous. You slept on the sofa for three days and still didn't learn your lesson...

"Okay, I'll take it to you right away." Liu Piaoliang cheerfully instructed Luo Shaoan, "Go, serve your Uncle Yao some shrimps, and first serve a pound of spicy food, and plenty of seasoning."

Soon, Luo Shaoan came out from the kitchen, carrying a tray with a large bowl on it and a slightly smaller bowl next to it.

This time there was no lid.

The spicy and fragrant aroma wafted out, covering up the strong barbecue smell in the store.

Their voices became much lower and their eyes followed the tray all the way until it was placed on Yao Junbo's desk.

The large bowl was filled with crayfish, one serving, a full pound. The shrimps were big enough, so there were only twelve of them.

In the big bowl was a one-meter-long belt noodle.

Although the rice noodles are filling, people have already spent 300 yuan to order shrimps. Besides, they only give one bowl of noodles for free, and they still charge for more noodles. It's really unscrupulous.

Or like this.

Liu Piaoliang introduced, "After you finish eating the shrimp, soak the noodles in the soup for a while, the taste will be amazing."

After that, he instructed Luo Shaoan, "Also tell the kitchen staff that Brother Yao's table of trousers noodles can be topped up as much as you want. It's my treat."

Yao Junbo is so proud and beautiful.

He also exchanged a few polite words with Liu Piaoliang.

When I looked down again, there were only seven shrimps left in the bowl...
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Liu Piaoliang left Yao Junbo's table, but was stopped again after taking only two steps.

"Well, you are the boss, right? I want to ask, is your crayfish really that delicious? But my child can't eat spicy food."

Speak very politely.

Liu Piaoliang took a look and found that she didn't recognize them. They were a couple with a little boy of about eleven or twelve years old. There were a few paper bags on the empty chair. They must be taking the child shopping and having a meal.

Looking at the empty plates on the table, he smiled and said, "I see you guys have almost finished eating. Meeting is fate. I'll give you a lemon ice shrimp to try. This one weighs a little over two ounces. If you like it, you can order one as a dessert. If you don't like it, we're just friends. You can come back next time to try something else."

Not long after.

"Table six, add a serving of lemon-cold shrimp..."

Subsequently.

Liu Piaoliang can be seen everywhere in the store.

"I used spicy food from Hainan, Guilin, Pixian, and Miao Village in Guizhou... To make spicy food, you need to make sweet food first, Laiyang pears, northern Shaanxi honey, and acacia honey... Six spicy foods, four sauces, three sweet foods, and two spicy foods, fifteen flavors combined into one..."

"These shrimps are not raised in dirty ditches. They are high mountain cold water shrimps. They swim in the melted snow water from the Qinling Mountains, eat organic and pollution-free vegetable leaves, and live in a three-meter-deep pond. The environment there is like a nature reserve..."

"You know about Fanrenju, right? The decoration is…"

In order to promote the crayfish at 299 yuan, Liu Piaoliang designed a complete set of sales pitches.

The core is still giving gifts, but the way of giving them is very particular.

What matters is the traps layer by layer, one ring after another, one step after another, and also speaking differently to different people.

The first show today is the stage for Liu Piaoliang to perform.

Luo Yihang really can't match his ability to speak.

Luo Yihang arranged another stage for himself.

Here it comes...

Lao Jiang and his girlfriend Gao Qin, along with five or six other people, all in casual clothes, pushed the door open and came in.

Luo Yihang came over and took them directly to the second floor.

The first floor is full, and there are still large seats on the second floor.

There are four seats designed on the left and right walls on the second floor. They are half-wrapped by sofas. Half of the circle is a round sofa, and the other side has two chairs. It can be considered as an independent space.

It can seat ten people.

We were seated and introduced to each other.

Luo Yihang raised his eyebrows at Lao Jiang, saying that it was very considerate of him to invite people from the south city branch.

We had just chatted for a few words when we saw a middle-aged man walking quickly from the mall. After pushing the door and entering the store, he bowed and stretched out his hand from a distance, very enthusiastic.

"Hey, Director Hu, how come you have time to come here today..."

(End of this chapter)