Soon all three dishes were served and placed in front of Sun Wufan.

The fat man was intoxicated with his eyes as he smelled the smell, and he swallowed and said, "Brother Ning, which dish do you think I'm better to taste first?"

"That's right, it depends on Brother Sun's preference. But, the baked potato mashed is not delicious when it cools down."

With Ning Xiu's suggestion, Sun Wufan extended the chopsticks hanging in the air to the baked potato mashed.

"Brother Sun, it's better to eat this dish with a spoon."

"Uh..." Sun Wufan Po was a little embarrassed, so Ning Xiu picked up the spoon and started to demonstrate.

"Scoop a spoon like this."

He handed the spoon to Sun Wufan, and the fat man swallowed it without hesitation.

"Tsk tsk, this smell..."

Ning Xiu asked nervously: "How is it?"

“It’s so special.”

Sun Wufan found it difficult to accurately describe the texture of mashed potatoes in one word. This feeling was like mixing pizza with steamed potatoes.

"Brother Sun tastes these French fries again."

Ning Xiu pushed a small plate to Sun Wufan and said, "Dip with French fries dipped in a little salt when eating, the taste is the best."

When it comes to French fries, of course, the most classic way to eat them is dipped in tomato sauce.

But now there is no tomato sauce, so it takes time to develop it, so let’s take the next step to eat it dipped in salt.

The large chunks of salt have been crushed by Ning Xiu, and now the plates are covered with finely crumbled salt.

"Um."

Sun Wufan was a little hesitant. It seemed a bit unhygienic to eat it directly? In the end, he picked up chopsticks, picked up a piece of French fries, dipped them in salt, and put them into his mouth to chew them slowly.

Seeing Sun Wufan's cheeks bulged and swelling Ning Xiu was so giggling.

Tsk, when did this fat man eat so politely?

Compared to mashed potatoes, Sun Wufan obviously prefers the taste of French fries.

This thing tastes similar to fried chicken, one meat and one vegetable complement each other. If the two can be combined, it will definitely be a royal fried meal.

"Brother Ning, the taste of these fries is so wonderful. I think you can match it with fried chicken. Um..."

Sun Wufan, who was stimulated by the delicious food, didn't care much anymore, so he simply started to grab the fries, and he still grabbed a lot of them...

Ahem, it seems that Ning Xiu is thinking too much.

How could a foodie like Sun Wufan be reserved when he encounters delicious food?

After eating half a plate of French fries in a row, Sun Wufan's speed slowed down.

Ning Xiu seized the opportunity and said, "Brother Sun might as well try this vinegar shredded potato. Don't worry, no one will touch that half of the plate of chips."

Sun Wufan's face turned red when he was said, and he picked up the chopsticks and picked up the potato shreds again.

The vinegar-rolled potato shreds are obviously in line with the taste buds of oriental people. It is sour and salty, and it stimulates the taste buds without making people feel abrupt.

Sun Wufan closed his eyes and chewed the shredded potatoes, and his expression was so wonderful.

"Brother Ning Xian, how did you learn how to cook these dishes?"

"Of course it was Yi Yin who was entrusting me with his dream."

“…”

Sun Wufan opened his eyes and rolled Ning Xiu: "What else do you tell me? Do you think I will believe it?"

"It's indeed a dream, otherwise how could Ning suddenly learn how to cook so many dishes?"

Ning Xiu did not intend to deceive Sun Wufan but was helpless.

What can he do? Could he say that these are the daily dishes hundreds of years later?

Sun Wufan's eyelids twitched.

Forget it, I'm confused about what to do, and I'm just fucking if I have good food to eat.

The three dishes were simply appetizing to Sun Wufan. After using them for less than a quarter of an hour, Sun Wufan ate them all.

He patted his stomach and burped, and said with great satisfaction: "Tsk tsk, Brother Ning, you are not praising me for me. Your potato feast is probably going to sweep Jingzhou."

"Brother Sun doesn't have any advice?"

"Suggestion? It doesn't exist. This dish should only be found in heaven, so how many times can I taste it in the world?"

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As Sun Wufan said, the potato feast launched by Ningji Restaurant has really set off a food frenzy in Jingzhou.

Needless to say, there are many servants from wealthy families who come to queue up one day in advance to occupy a place for the master family.

The famous Potato Banquet is spread throughout the past ten thousand times. No matter whether it is a high-ranking official or a gentry, he is very impressed by this kind of delicacy.

Ning Xiu didn’t need to do any marketing at all, just relying on diners’ word-of-mouth transmission.

This hot scene naturally made Ning Liang happy.

The old man welcomes and sends the gifts with spring breeze, and he always laughs out loud when counting money.

My son is really promising. What is the point of making a fortune if he continues like this? One hundred thousand coins or one million coins is not impossible.

When Ning Liangle was so angry that he couldn't stop, Ning Xiu made another suggestion that he was dumbfounded.

Meal takeaway service is provided.

According to Ning Xiu, this takeaway service is to deliver prepared wine and food according to the address provided by diners. Unlike dine-in, it is a new consumption model.

Ning Liang was not very willing at first because this increased the workload of the restaurant and had to hire some takeaway workers alone.

But after Ning Xiu's persuasion, Ning Liang still agreed to give it a try.

This kid has many tricks, what if he bets right again?

The delivery service was not very popular at the beginning, mainly because diners were worried that the dishes would become cooler during delivery and affect the taste.

Ning Xiu adjusted his strategy to deliver only dishes that do not require high temperature, and dine in for the rest of the dishes.

Moreover, the delivery range is limited to a radius of one mile, which can ensure the taste of the dishes to the greatest extent.

As a result, takeaway became popular. Ningji Restaurant accepted countless orders and needed to work overtime to deliver all the orders.

Even the county government office and the government office hope that Ningji Restaurant can deliver dishes regularly. The price is, it is the yamen that come to pay, so it is easy to discuss.

There are also those who sing the opposite tune and sing Ning Ji, but those are all colleagues. They are jealous of the business of Ning Ji Restaurant, so they compiled many jokes to slander Ning Ji.

Fortunately, the people's eyes were bright, and these rumors did not have much impression of the Ningji Restaurant business.

Those colleagues who swear and slander Ning Ji did not get any benefits, and their restaurants were still deserted.

Some of the colleagues had more ideas. They sent a friend to Ningji Restaurant to try new dishes, and wrote down the taste of the dishes, and imitated them according to the gourd.

But after all, they did not master the core technology of these dishes. Even if they could get the raw materials, the taste of the dishes they made was far from Ning Ji's "original version".

Diners are extremely picky. They may try it once, but they will never go there again after they find that the taste is not right.

The competition in the catering industry is so cruel. Even if the dishes are similar and the price is better, it is impossible to attract diners if the taste of the dishes is not as good as that.

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Chapter completed!