MMB Chapter 26 Industrial and Commercial Inspection
Chapter 26 Industrial and Commercial Inspection
In the time it takes to eat a meal, Manman and Lu Xue became good friends.
When they parted, the little girl clung to Lu Xue reluctantly, and it took her a while before her mother pulled her away.
Without the support of the GG brand, Xiaolu Farmhouse Restaurant had significantly fewer customers today than yesterday.
This is a restaurant located by the national highway, and a large proportion of its customers are passersby.
After settling the accounts that evening, Wei Yinghong was pleasantly surprised to find that she had made 2560 yuan in sales that day, which was more than she had expected.
"I'm so free today, and I still managed to sell so much!" Wei Yinghong said happily, clutching a handful of money in her hand.
"Is it because I'm free today? It's just that I was too busy the past two days!" Lu Changming said while soaking his feet and rubbing his calves.
"I made you stand at the front desk for two days, look how exhausted you are!" Wei Yinghong clicked her tongue and said, "If I made you work in the kitchen, wouldn't I have called an ambulance to pick you up?"
"I can't reason with you!" Lu Changming turned his head to the side and retorted to his wife, a rare occurrence for him.
"Working at the front desk involves interacting with people, not just doing the work!"
"Oh, so you're putting on airs now!" Wei Yinghong sneered, her voice high-pitched as she said, "Manager Lu certainly knows how to treat people well!"
"If you don't believe me, ask Xiao Yuan. Some of those customers are really difficult to deal with!" Lu Changming couldn't argue with his wife, so he cast a pleading look at Lu Yuan.
Lu Yuan and Lu Changming exchanged a glance for a second, then pretended not to notice and changed the subject:
"Mom, what's Grandpa's condition now?"
"Your grandfather doesn't have much of an appetite, and he's lost weight." Wei Yinghong sighed.
"Dad is so old, yet he's still being scolded by the old man like a grandson."
"Serves him right!" Lu Changming sighed as well. "Who told him to snore during the ancestral worship?"
. . .
The next morning, Wang Facai was still strolling around the doorway in high spirits.
Thanks to the time Wang Facai spent playing the GG card yesterday, his business revenue actually hit a new high.
Although he can't set it up on the national highway today, he can set it up in front of his shop if he wants, and nobody can stop him.
The four restaurants owned by the Wang family are connected together, and displaying the GG sign is quite effective.
In contrast, the Lu family's two fried dough workshops stood like invisible figures at the north and south ends, neither competing nor vying for attention.
However, today's business was not as booming as Wang Facai had imagined.
Some customers even went to Lu Yuan's restaurant before they even got close to his house.
Just as he was wondering, a Changhe bread truck turned off the national highway and headed straight for Wang Facai's house.
Wang Facai assumed they were guests at the restaurant and immediately greeted them with a smile.
Only after getting closer did I notice the words "Industrial and Commercial Administration Bureau" printed on the vehicle, and then I realized something was wrong.
After the car door opened, a group of staff members in blue-gray uniforms got out.
The commotion today was much bigger than when the road administration came yesterday; the guests who were about to have their meals all gathered around to watch the excitement.
The lead staff member walked straight to the earthen stove in front of Wang Facai's house and said to the woman who was frying dough cakes...
"Call the person in charge of your company out here!"
The person frying the dough cakes was a relative of the Wang family. He had never seen such a scene before, and he pointed at Wang Facai with trembling hands.
After regaining his senses, Wang Facai immediately came forward, his attitude very humble:
"Sir, what can I do for you?"
"Who gave you permission to build this earthen stove? Does it meet hygiene standards?" the staff member asked seriously.
"Can't you smell the rancidity of this oil? You haven't changed it for days, it's all black!"
The onlookers immediately started discussing:
"The smell of oil in their food was really unpleasant. I noticed something was off, so I went to eat at Xiao Lu's Farmhouse Restaurant."
"That boss is really stingy; the fried dough sticks he makes will turn black."
. . .
Hearing the surrounding chatter, Wang Facai finally realized why some people had been walking around him.
Oh, it was because the oil smell was too strong. But isn't that what everyone does?
Wang Facai really wanted to go over and argue, "Do you know how expensive oil is?"
Do you expect me to change your oil every day?
Wang Facai was somewhat unconvinced and argued in his own words:
"Boss, everyone fries their fried dough sticks this way, not just ours, Xiao Lu's farmhouses do it the same way!"
At this moment, the staff looked in the direction Wang Facai was pointing and saw a beautiful fried dough workshop come into view. They immediately criticized it sternly:
"Did they build an earthen stove? Didn't they fry it in the kitchen?"
Wang Facai then realized why Lu Yuan had dismantled the earthen stove a couple of days ago and set up a fried dough workshop.
So that's where they were waiting for him to take the bait!
What a vicious brat!
I really underestimated you!
"But..." Wang Facai was still somewhat unwilling to give up, but the staff member immediately waved his hand to interrupt him:
"Alright, stop explaining. We're here to conduct a thorough investigation of all the restaurants in your Luwangtan Village. We won't miss a single one with problems!"
As the lead staff member gave the order, the group split into several teams and conducted a thorough inspection of several restaurants.
It was a little past 11 a.m., the peak time for restaurants to get busy, but the diners didn't dare to order yet.
If you find cockroaches or rats, how unpleasant it would be to eat a meal like that?
Soon, the staff from several groups compiled the findings of their inspection and handed them over to the leader in charge.
The owners of several restaurants were also summoned together to await the results of the inspection announced by the leaders.
The leader's face was grim, and he spoke sternly to the Wang brothers:
"You four establishments have failed to meet hygiene standards. Your open-air stoves were not properly protected against flies and dust, your cooking oil was not changed regularly, food ingredients were piled haphazardly on the floor in the kitchen, and the personal hygiene of your kitchen staff was substandard. From this moment forward, you must immediately rectify these issues, dismantle your open-air stoves, and only reopen after passing an inspection!"
After hearing the test results, the Wang brothers turned ashen-faced, as if they had been sentenced to death.
A business suspension for rectification is a fatal blow to the catering industry; even if it can reopen, its reputation will be ruined.
Wang Facai never imagined that by following Lu Yuan's tricks, he would gradually fall into a trap.
Undeterred, he glared fiercely at Lu Yuandao:
"Boss, I'm reporting this. The Lu Family Restaurant built their earthen stoves to fry the dough cakes before we even started cooking. Their problem is the biggest!"
The lead staff member gave him a cold look, then pointed at Lu Yuan and Lu Tao and said:
"Both restaurants met the standards, especially Xiao Lu Farmhouse Cuisine, which can be called a model for the catering industry."
The leader glanced around and said, "Go and see how they do it. They use four separate cutting boards for raw and cooked food, and for meat and vegetables. All ingredients are stored separately and at least 10 centimeters off the ground. In this heat, all their kitchen staff are wearing masks. You could say they're doing even stricter standards than we have!"
Before Xiao Lu's Farmhouse Restaurant reopened, Lu Yuan aligned his restaurant management standards with those of later generations.
After all, he's a chef who's worked in high-profile settings, so hygiene standards are the most basic requirement for him.
Actually, in 1996, people weren't so concerned about restaurant hygiene, and the standards weren't that high.
However, this does not mean that relevant departments will not conduct inspections; if they do, the impact will be devastating.
The Wang family's restaurant, taking advantage of its remote location and the lack of attention from relevant authorities, neglects food hygiene.
Lu Yuan didn't actually need to target Wang Facai and his group too much. Just one inspection like this would be enough to give them a hard time.
Wang Facai also ignited the leader's temper, and he pointed at him and criticized:
"The role model is right next door, and instead of learning from them, you're throwing dirty water on them. If you don't rectify this situation properly, your restaurant can forget about staying in business!"
After being scolded by his boss, Wang Facai's spirits were completely broken. Before he even returned to the restaurant, he was surrounded by customers who had already ordered, demanding refunds.
Lu Yuan was about to go back when his boss suddenly called him back:
"Mr. Lu, would it be convenient for me to have lunch at your restaurant?"
Lu Yuan immediately replied, "It's convenient, sir. Please move inside to the restaurant for your meal."
Fearing Lu Yuan might misunderstand, the leader explained with a smile:
"We were originally going back to eat at the cafeteria, but your food smells so good, please just treat us like regular customers!"