"What? What's the problem? "

Lao Wang asked, looking at the waitress unhappily.

"The fruit is free, one for each table."

Said the waitress. If you drink in a hotel, you will usually send a fruit platter after the last dish, which is free, and each table is limited to one.

"We'll sell it at our own expense. As long as it's not too outrageous, there's no problem."

Lao Wang said. For the rich old Wang, even if the watermelon costs 1000 yuan a plate, he doesn't mind. The main reason is that the watermelon tastes so good that it is worth the price.

"Then I'll talk to our manager." Said the waitress.

"Go on, hurry up."

Several more acute people in the box immediately urged.

Such a scene happened not only in this box, but also in many boxes. The guests were very satisfied with the taste of the watermelon and urged them to have more watermelons.

although the kitchen manager was a bit surprised, today's guests all like to eat watermelons and need more money for the watermelons, but this is a good thing for the hotel.

In order to speed up the process of making watermelon platter, the kitchen manager specially arranged more chefs to help make fruit platter.

Soon, the new fruit plates were brought to the boxes.

"Great, I can't wait."

Seeing the waiter coming in with a watermelon tray, a guest couldn't help but excite.

As soon as the waiter put the fruit tray on the table, the guests in the box immediately scrambled for it. They were afraid that they would be late and the watermelons would be robbed.

"The smell?"

A female customer could not help frowning.

"It doesn't taste right. It's far worse than the watermelon I just ate."

A man put a bit of watermelon on the table. It's really the taste of the watermelon, which is far worse than the one he just ate. It's hard for the man to swallow!

"What's the matter? This watermelon is different from just now. Did you deliberately give me the bad one?"

Lao Wang took a bite of the watermelon and found that it was not the delicious watermelon he had just eaten. He immediately cried to the waitress.

"I don't know. It's from the kitchen."

When the waitress was drunk by Lao Wang, she said with some fear.

"Call your manager to me. I spent money to buy the delicious watermelon just now, not this crap." Lao Wang said unhappily.

"I'm going to call the manager."

With that, the waitress ran out of the box like a runaway. The waitress couldn't figure it out. Isn't it just a watermelon? As for such a vicious, table people treat themselves like that, which makes the female service feel aggrieved and inconceivable.

Zhang Yuanjing is the restaurant manager of Kaiyuan hotel. In such a short time, Zhang Yuanjing has already made an apology in seven boxes. For nothing else, it's just a watermelon thing.

This makes Zhang Yuanjing very confused, isn't it watermelon? As for the excitement? The watermelon that oneself hotel provides is like this, how can taste difference so big, that is basically impossible.

"Manager Zhang, manager Zhang."

A waitress came running up and yelled.

"What's the matter."

Zhang Yuanjing asked. Now Zhang Yuanjing's head is big. I'm afraid it's for watermelon again.

"The guests in box 5 are not satisfied with our watermelons. They want to see you." Said the waitress.

"Let's go."

Really afraid of what comes, Zhang Yuanjing can only follow the waitress into box 5.

"Hello, everyone. I'm the restaurant manager of Kaiyuan hotel. My last name is..."

"I don't want to know your last name. Tell me, what's the matter with this watermelon and how it tastes so bad. I'll pay for delicious watermelons. It's not that this kind of watermelon is better than free. Explain it to me!" Lao Wang said very impolitely.

"Sorry, I'm investigating. Please give me a little time. I'll go to the kitchen and ask." Zhang Yuanjing said.

Zhang Yuanjing knows that there must be something wrong with the kitchen, but now he apologizes to the guests in these boxes, so he has no time to go to the kitchen.

"You hurry to check for me. What we want is the delicious watermelon just now, not the watermelon with ordinary taste." A female customer said.

"I'm sorry, everyone. I'll check it now."

Zhang Yuanjing apologized and went out of the box. Fortunately, Zhang Yuanjing had asked the kitchen to stop providing watermelons, otherwise, he would be busy.

"Manager Wang, what's the matter? The guests are complaining about watermelon."

Came to the kitchen, Zhang Yuanjing face some bad to the kitchen manager said. If it wasn't for their kitchen, where would they need to run so many boxes to dress up their grandson.

"Manager Zhang, I've also heard from the front waiter. I'm also looking into the reasons." The kitchen manager also said in a depressed way.In the past, the guests complained about the bad taste of the dishes. This is the first time that they have been complained about the fruit plate given away after the meal. Moreover, many of the guests complained about it. The kitchen manager has heard about it. The front of the restaurant is in a mess, and many of the box attendants have been scolded and cried.

"Have you found out why?" Zhang Yuanjing asked.

"Not yet. We all follow the process. There is no difference." Said the kitchen manager.

"The taste of the watermelon is different. The problem is whether the watermelon is imported from other places." Zhang Yuanjing asked.

"It's impossible. All purchases need to go through my hands. This watermelon is provided by a fixed supplier and has not changed. I'm very sure about that." Said the kitchen manager.

"You mean the guests are picking on me?" Zhang Yuanjing said unhappily.

The problem must be in the back kitchen. The manager of the back kitchen didn't admit it. Is it the staff of the restaurant who have the problem? Do you deserve to be scolded by the guests?

This matter, if the kitchen manager does not give a statement, Zhang Yuanjing will certainly seek a statement from the general manager.

The point is that the guests are still waiting for their own explanation.

This is Zhang Yuanjing's biggest headache.

"Manager Zhang, manager Wang, have you found the problem?"

All of a sudden, a chef in the kitchen said happily.

"Where is it?"

Zhang Yuanjing and the kitchen manager asked in surprise.

"There's something wrong with this watermelon."

The chef pointed out that there were not many big watermelons left in the corner.

"What's wrong with this watermelon?"

Asked the kitchen manager in doubt. This watermelon has been cut a lot, and the rest of it can't see how big it is.

After all, for the Kaiyuan Hotel, there are many watermelons that usually come in, and the weight of a single watermelon is more than 100 Jin. The kitchen manager can't see the difference by relying on the rest.

"Manager Zhang, manager Wang, have a taste." The chef cut two small pieces of watermelon and handed them to Zhang Yuanjing and the chef manager.

"The taste..."

After a bite, Zhang Yuanjing understood that he was scolded by the customers. The taste of the watermelon is really amazing. After eating such a delicious watermelon, where can he eat watermelon with other flavors.

"Where did this watermelon come from?"

The chef manager's eyes brightened and asked, looking at the chef. This is the first time the chef manager has ever met such a delicious watermelon.

"The general manager asked someone to bring it to the kitchen." Said the chef.

"I don't know." Asked the kitchen manager in surprise.

"I didn't think it was a big deal, so I didn't tell you."

Said the chef. It's really not a big deal about a watermelon. The chef didn't know it would cause such a big thing.

The main reason is that the chef did not know that the watermelon would be so delicious and loved by the guests.

……

At eight o'clock in the evening, ye Rongrong was watching TV with his wife when a phone call came.

"Husband, the phone is not over."

Liu Qingqing said somewhat depressed. In the evening, I just watched TV for a while, and my man's mobile phone rang several times.

"Ha ha, I guess I want watermelon again, which means our watermelon is good."

Ye Guangrong said with a smile. Since I sent out the watermelon today, I didn't stop calling this evening. I bought the watermelon from myself.

"Pick it up. Don't keep people waiting." Liu Qingqing said.

"Mr. Yang, it's so late. What's the matter?"

Ye Rongrong pressed the answer button and asked knowingly.

"Mr. Ye, you haven't slept yet." Yang Hua, general manager of Kaiyuan Hotel, asked.

"Not yet. What time is it?" Ye Rongrong said.

"Mr. Ye, the watermelon you gave me today, the customer feedback is very good, I don't know if you still have it there?" Yang Hua asked.

"I planted it myself. Do you think I have it?" Ye Guangrong said with a smile.

"Mr. Ye, I'll take all you have, and you can give me the price."

Yang Hua said. Yang Hua did not expect that ye Rong would give himself a watermelon, which was so popular with the guests. The guests started to make trouble because they couldn't eat the watermelon.

"It's all for you. It won't work. There are a lot of reservations before you." Ye Rongrong said.

"How much can you give me now?" Zhang Hua asked.

"Now I'll give you 30 big watermelons at most. The rest will wait until the watermelons in the watermelon field are ripe." Ye Rongrong said.

"Well, thirty is thirty. I'll take someone to get them now." Yang Hua said.

"Now?"

Ye Rongrong was a little surprised. Now it's eight o'clock in the evening, and Yang Hua even wants to get the watermelon.

"Ha ha, Mr. Ye is not afraid of your jokes. I'll wait for your watermelon rescue now. Without your watermelon, the hotel guests won't leave."Yang Hua said depressingly. Yang Hua never thought that the watermelon planted by Ye Rongrong was so popular with the guests that he had to wait for the watermelon to come. No matter how late it was, he would like to.

"Well, send for it."

Ye Rongrong said. Anyway, the watermelons are all piled up in a hut and let them pick them up by themselves.

……

In less than 20 minutes, Yang Hua brought people to drive a truck. Because ye Rongrong's watermelons were very big and heavy, it took two people to lift them. It took half an hour to move 30 watermelons onto the truck.

"Mr. Ye, how much is your watermelon?"

After carrying the watermelon to the car, Yang Hua asks Ye Rongrong. Anyway, no matter how expensive it is, Yang Hua is sure to buy the watermelon. Anyway, the customers will pay for the money.

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