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Chapter 141 The dish from two years ago

I looked at Su Yan who had a serious look on her face and said, "Don't worry. The takeaways I brought to you and Xiaoyu were all freshly fried in street shops."

I have been running around for takeaways for so long, and I can tell which one is pre-heated and which one is stir-fried quickly. I can tell by the smell.

Su Yan just let me go: "That's pretty much it."

Having been in this business for a long time, she knows her way around catering.

   "Customers place their own orders, and I can't control what is used in the kitchen, so I can only deliver them as soon as possible. But what I buy with my own money and bring to you is definitely from a conscientious store, and it must be freshly made."

  I often go to my sister Wang's noodle shop, and her noodles are all freshly made.

Su Yan was finally relieved and went back to the sofa to check her phone: "You still have a conscience."

 At midnight, I went into Su Yan's room again and discussed life with her. I didn't return to my room until dawn.

  Early the next morning, I arrived at the site early in the morning.

 "Just a few words for the morning meeting."

 I glanced at the riders who had gathered, "This is the new Chen Zhipeng, my fellow countryman. From now on, we will run together and look after each other."

 Chen Zhipeng quickly stepped forward and nodded to everyone with a naive smile.

  I picked up the printed data of yesterday's running order: "Look at the results. He Shiyu,"

  "A veteran is a veteran, single champion, no suspense."

   But when I saw the next line of data, I was really surprised: "Li Zhe, ranked second in single volume. Okay."

Finally, there are two newcomers, and the data is indeed not very impressive. I walked up to them and tapped one of them on the shoulder.

    "On the first day of running, just be able to complete the basic order volume. Don't compare with veterans. Familiar with the route, don't go overtime, and don't make mistakes, that's progress. Hold on, and the order volume will naturally increase."

  "The meeting is over! Get ready to take orders!" I gave the order.

 The morning meeting has dispersed, and the riders are hurriedly pushing their carts to prepare for departure.

    Li Zhe, however, couldn't hold it in any longer, walked up to me and asked in a low voice: "Stationmaster Chen, Zhang Wei, she hasn't come today yet?"

   "She has been running around for the past few days and is exhausted, so I gave her a day off and let her have a good two days' rest." After all, from the preparation of the site to the opening, Zhang Wei almost never stopped.

In addition, the pre-made dish incident caused her not to sleep well, and her complexion became much worse.

  Li Zhe said "Oh" and did not ask any more questions.

  "Hurry up and run the order," I interrupted his random thoughts.

  He seemed to have come to his senses now, so he put on his helmet and ran off.

I was at the site, and I took out my phone and quickly browsed the local news.

  A push notification suddenly popped up [Reporter Yang Shuya went straight to the chef of an internet celebrity restaurant and asked about the pre-made dish controversy on the spot! 】

I clicked on the video, and in the picture Yang Shuya was holding a microphone and leading a cameraman, blocking the door of the restaurant.

The manager was all smiles at the beginning, trying to explain: "We always insist on quality, and some dishes use standardized processes to ensure stable taste."

 Yang Shuya's question was sharp: "So, all the main dishes of your store are dishes delivered by the central kitchen, right?"< br/>
 The manager probably wanted to give himself a bonus, so he went on to say: "That's right! We use ingredients from top suppliers, and the taste is definitely more stable and higher-end than what most small shops make freshly!"

 This fool is simply blowing up his truck! Originally, he might have wanted to clean up some of it and use it, but he directly touted all the pre-production and was proud of it?

  The video camera immediately zoomed in, giving Yang Shuya a sharp close-up.

 She did not let the other party go, and then asked: "Since you are so confident in your store's supply chain, can you let us visit the kitchen on site, so that consumers can more intuitively understand how this 'high-level stability' is achieved?" < br/>
 The manager could only bite the bullet and said, "Of course! Our kitchen can definitely stand the test!"

 The camera followed Yang Shuya and the cameraman and switched to the kitchen.

  It looks neat at first, but the details soon give it away.

Yang Shuya walked straight to the cold storage, focusing her camera on boxes of hard-frozen ingredients.

  She casually picked up a package of vacuum-packed lamb legs. The close-up lens clearly focused on the date on the packaging label. The production date was almost a year ago.

"This is..." Yang Shuya looked at the manager.

 The manager's forehead was sweating: "This is normal frozen inventory, there is no problem within the shelf life."

 Before she finished speaking, Yang Shuya took out another bag of broccoli from a basket in a corner. The date on the packaging was even more shocking, it was produced almost two years ago.

  "Is this also provided by a top supplier?" Yang Shuya's voice turned cold.

 The manager's face turned pale, his lips were trembling and he was speechless.

  Finally, Yang Shuya walked to a huge soup bucket that was being heated and scooped up a spoonful of turbid soup: "What kind of soup is this?"

  "Our signature health chicken soup..." The manager's voice had lost its confidence.

“Where’s the chicken?” Yang Shuya showed the spoon to the camera with almost no meat residue visible.

  "Besides, the taste and color of this soup seem to be very light?"

  A worker working nearby muttered subconsciously: "Water it. One package of ingredients is boiled into a large bucket, and it has to be watered down, otherwise it will not be enough to sell..."

  The camera focused on the manager's calm face. He spoke into the microphone, and his tone suddenly became extremely tough, even a little arrogant.

· Manager: "This reporter, I must seriously correct your statement! Our restaurant strictly abides by national food safety regulations and standards."

· Manager: "According to the latest draft of the "Definition and Classification Standards for Prepared Dishes", all ingredients and seasonings used in our store are standardized pre-processed raw materials for catering.

 Completely in compliance with the regulations, it does not fall into the category of "prepared dishes" at all! None of our dishes are so-called "prepared dishes"! 》

· Manager: "As for Ms. Zhang who posted a large amount of false information online and maliciously slandered our goodwill, we have collected and fixed all the evidence!"

· Manager: "Our legal department is drafting legal documents. She must be held legally accountable! She must pay the price for her irresponsible remarks! "

  Yang Shuya looked at the suddenly righteous manager with no expression on her face.

 Yang Shuya: "So, what you are saying is that the frozen leg of lamb whose production date is more than one year ago has a shelf life of up to two years."

 The broccoli has turned dark in color, and the bucket of so-called chicken soup has almost no chicken in it and needs a lot of water to barely maintain the serving size.

 These, according to your store’s definition, are standardized pre-processed raw materials that meet national standards.

  rather than “prepared dishes” as consumers usually understand them, right? 》

   The camera is focused on the manager with his mouth open, but the word "yes" is stuck in his throat and he can't spit it out.