Her Cultivation Diary
Chapter 844 - 834. How to Order Dishes [Lots of Bullet-screen Comments]

Chapter 844: 834. How to Order Dishes [Lots of Bullet-screen Comments]

At the front desk, there’s a middle-aged man standing there wiping the sweat off his forehead and then he says: "Hello, I’d like to order some dishes!"

The receptionist smiles, but for some reason, there’s a hint of helplessness in the smile: "Guest, our restaurant isn’t open for business yet..."

After all, it’s not even ten in the morning yet. Unless there’s a banquet, it’s unlikely for the restaurant to open this early.

The tea room upstairs is open, but it’s fully booked, so there’s no point in mentioning it again.

"I know, I know..." The other party also starts to laugh: "Look, we’re familiar with each other now, no need for formalities—serve me a dish of amaranth in red soup at one o’clock in the afternoon!"

Then he scans the QR code to pay adeptly: "Look, I’ve paid, I know it’s 288!"

The receptionist can’t help but retort: "You could have waited until one o’clock to order, this is far too early..." It’s almost like making a reservation, but the small tables in the lobby don’t offer reservations!

The middle-aged man has paid and is relieved, and now he retorts: "Can you blame me? I finished work and was afraid parking would delay me, so I rode a shared bike here—look, I haven’t even returned it yet outside!"

"I’m just afraid I’ll be late and there won’t be any food left, clearly you guys are doing hunger marketing, forcing us regulars!"

Speaking of hunger marketing, the receptionist has had an earful in recent days, and says with grievance: "We’re really not doing marketing, it’s just that the supplier only provides so much..."

"I know, I know," the middle-aged man waves his hand dismissively: "I’m just saying! To have such a special supply is already good, I’m content... Ay, no wonder running a business is not as good as being an official, the treatment is different."

He keeps mumbling, and with a face that says "I get it," he says things that shock the receptionist: "What special supply? We don’t..."

This misunderstanding is blowing up! Boss Chang personally went to the farm, there are no such official orders!

"I know, I know." But ’knowledgeable brother’ gets it again:

"Did I let something slip? I understand, I won’t talk about it next time—anyway, I will bring my wife to eat tomorrow, don’t you tell me to come later; the last time I was half an hour late, the daylilies were already cold!"

"Right, and you were just saying, how many people ordered before me? Must be a hundred, right? I knew it!"

Meanwhile, over at Little Picky Eater’s live stream, the quarreling has quieted down.

It takes a while before someone sends a barrage of messages again:

[Busy and bustling, all a blur]

[Holy crap, it’s actually a special supply, I knew it]

[This boss dares to openly sell to the public, he must have huge pull]

[I didn’t believe it at first, but now... I was too narrow-minded]

[What special supply, my family is part of the system, that’s not how it works]

[Same here, provincial level, you guys are just talking nonsense]

[I know, I know]

[I know, I know]

[Okay okay, Little Picky Eater comes from an ordinary family, let’s change the topic for safety]

[Seriously, there is no such thing as a special supply!]

[I know, I know—ah, what Little Picky Eater said is actually true! Reserving dishes for one o’clock at ten o’clock?!]

[Isn’t that ridiculous, he could take the time to just reserve for every day coming up!]

[Right, Little Picky Eater, what’s the deal?]

Little Picky Eater watches the barrage of comments as they go off-topic and then back on. Don’t mention it, the taste of the dish is so unique, the lab report is even available with one click in the ordering system...

He’s convinced too!

Because he believes, he’s more convinced of Boss Chang’s huge influence—yes, indeed, such a large area in the city’s CBD, instead of building apartment complexes or shopping malls, they built a restaurant!

Although this restaurant has continuously expanded to the size of a shopping mall, on such prime real estate, if the boss didn’t have strong backing, where would he get the land?

Boss Chang, whose ancestors founded the country and who simply had the good fortune to acquire a large plot of land: ...

"Achoo!"

Anyway, Little Picky Eater’s expression became solemn at this moment—he even wondered whether he hadn’t been nitpicking this time.

Then he continued to explain: "Because this restaurant has a rule that the main hall is only open for reservations made on the day, and for small tables like ours with two or three people, they don’t accept reservations."

"You can reserve their banquet hall, but I’ve inquired that ever since the restaurant was renovated, the banquet menu now includes rare dishes, with the lowest set starting at 4000, and you need status and wealth just to be eligible to reserve. Some people have sensitive identities and probably can’t afford to be so conspicuous..."

Boss Chang, who was so busy that he seemed to have wheels of wind and fire under his feet, had heavyweight customers in his shop every day, none of whom he could afford to slight, and was so short on food supply that he simply had no energy left to fuss over banquets: ...

"Achoo, achoo!"

Anyway, Little Picky Eater didn’t understand and simply relayed what he had heard, and the live comments believed it.

[That’s true, it’s like the eight rules for wedding banquets, I get it.]

[Who understands, man, even us ordinary clerks get checked when we get married.]

[I think it’s good, no need to invite guests, the banquet is simple and there’s no need for the hassle of wedding celebrations.]

[I think it’s really cool, we do it even simpler, just a meal with our own family.]

[About that reservation thing the host mentioned, many popular hotels do this, not accepting reservations for small tables.]

[Yes, I work in a restaurant, small tables make less profit, and it’s a hassle if customers with reservations aren’t timely, or whether to cancel or not, it’s troublesome.]

[Right, right, right, small tables have a high turnover rate, reservations waste time and affect subsequent ones.]

[No wonder that person came so early to make a reservation.]

[Speaking of which, if he reserved for one o’clock and the dishes are served at eleven, doesn’t that mean he could be in for the third round?]

[I just want to know, that Amaranth Red Soup Rice he just ordered, is it delicious?]

[Is it delicious? Is it delicious? Is it delicious?]

[Host, order that!]

Instantly forgetting all other topics, Little Picky Eater was agonizingly conflicted: "Previously, in order to stuff myself with three bowls of rice for a single dish, I always ordered something that goes well with rice."

Like chili rings with fermented black beans stir-fried with bean rolls, like braised eggplant (with watermelon sauce), or spicy (the extremely hot Erjingtiao peppers) stir-fried eggs ...

In any case, his weekly meal cycle, even though he hadn’t developed hemorrhoids, was starting to be too much for his stomach, and now wherever he went, he’s drinking herbal tea and chrysanthemum tea.

Today, for the last extravagant meal planning to order two dishes, he wanted something light, while also extravagantly revisiting scallion oil noodles ... But if he eats that Amaranth Red Soup rice, wouldn’t that be one portion containing both veggie and rice?

No way!

He firmly refused: "That what, amaranth contains high levels of oxalic acid, eating too much of it isn’t good."

Live Chat: ...

[Just order it!]

[High in oxalic acid? Are you going to eat it every meal?]

[You make a good point, but discussing toxicity without dosage is just being irresponsible.]

[Order! I’ve been wanting to eat that for lunch!]

[Order it, Little Picky Eater, we’ll all have a taste with you.]

[Little Picky Eater, think about it, the fact that someone made a special trip to reserve this, doesn’t it mean that it’s because it’s delicious?]

Little Picky Eater: ...

"Isn’t it just because it has both soup and veggie along with rice, all for 288, making it the cheapest ’set meal’ amongst the rare dishes?"