The daily life of a full-level boss (MTL)

Chapter 75

    The sound of the oxygen pump rang suddenly, and the bathtub was full of black fish, and most of them had turned over their white belly.

    "Uncle Zhang did it?"

    "It's not the boss." The old chef waved his hands again and again: "It's his eldest daughter and son-in-law. I heard from the boss that this grilled fish restaurant will be handed over to them in the future."

    "The latest dishes in the store . Did you mention the price?" Qu Zhong asked directly.

    The old cook nodded and pulled the back door closed.

    "Your fish is famous now, of course the price will be much higher."

    "No wonder I see so many customers in front of the door." Qu Zhong raised his head and looked at Zhang Wei who was still busy outside the shop.

    "There are customers in the store who have already responded that the fish tastes different." The old chef followed Qu Zhong and looked outside, his voice seemed a little lonely: "This store, sooner or later, will return to the old one from last year..."

    Before the words were finished, his His face suddenly changed, and he patted Qu Zhong on the shoulder and turned into the kitchen.

    A man and a woman just stopped the electric car and walked towards the store. The man took Zhang Wei's menu and continued to work, while the woman came directly to the store.

    Seeing a stranger standing in the store, she frowned displeasedly and scolded: "I said I can't wait in the store, go outside."

    "I..." Qu Zhong opened his mouth.

    The woman waved her hand impatiently: "Get out, get out."

    Qu Zhong smiled slightly, his expression suddenly relaxed: "I came in to borrow the toilet." He put his hand on the handle of the back door.

    The woman rushed over with a cold face, and pushed Qu Zhong away directly: "Go out and wait until you don't understand people's words, right?"

    She picked up a lock next to it, and locked the back door in two or three times.

    Qu Zhong is very familiar with the structure of the grilled fish shop. It was originally a small warehouse. This door is the passageway for delivery, and there is a narrow door next to it that connects to the kitchen.

    Qu Zhong didn't continue to say anything. He gently shook the plastic bag in his hand, and he turned around and walked out.

    Zhang Wei just finished handing over things with the man, and when he saw Qu Zhong approaching, he walked up with a smile: "Qu Zhong, what's the matter?"

    "Uncle Zhang, this is the tea my grandfather brought to Grandpa Zhang."

    "My dad I was about to drink this, and it's coming."

    Zhang Wei took it with a smile, and wanted to invite Qu Zhong to sit upstairs.

    "Uncle Zhang." Qu Zhong didn't respond and asked directly, "Do you know what happened to the fish in the back door?"

    Zhang Wei was shocked, and his face instantly turned blue and red. He hesitated for a long time, as if Not sure how to answer.

    But the two were standing beside the crowd in the queue, and a few with sharp ears had already heard their conversation.

    "I only sell 100 catties of fish to you every day. How can the store sell hundreds of fish."

    "Actually, this is not an important matter."