To be a head chef at a five-star hotel, you must be highly skilled!
Although the association required all hotel head chefs to be present today, the order of appearance was like walking the red carpet—status matters, with the highest-ranked and most valuable chefs appearing last.
Estimating the timing,
Cui Meng finally led the Yue Mei Hotel chefs slowly towards the beer tent.
"I wonder if Lang Ai Hotel can finish their renovations today. If not, it will be quite the spectacle."
A sense of schadenfreude stirred in Cui Meng's heart.
If Lang Ai Hotel hadn't insisted on renovating their tent,
none of the other hotels would have had to work this hard!
After all, there's only so much space in the tent,
besides setting up some sofas, installing lights, and arranging paintings, what else can you do to make the dining area look elegant and refined?
Can they possibly build a palace?!
As Cui Meng thought with delight, he led his chefs into Binhai Garden.
"Hey? What are these people looking at by the entrance instead of going in?"
From afar, Cui Meng saw a crowd gathered outside the tent, not knowing what was happening inside.
Curious, he pushed forward to get a glimpse, but the view was completely blocked.
Voices of impatience emerged from the crowd: "Move inside! Don't block the entrance!"
After about three minutes,
the crowd began to slowly move.
Cui Meng squeezed through, taking a few quick steps forward.
As he entered the tent, he suddenly stopped, raised his head in astonishment, and stared straight at the center of the tent, exclaiming:
"Holy crap!"
Inside the dining area of Lang Ai Hotel,
the original Ocean Star-themed barriers were replaced by a four-story golden elliptical dining area resembling an ancient Roman coliseum.
The dining area featured deep blue sofas and pure white tables, with warm green and orange cushions as accents. Layer by layer, it rose like a fan shape.
Each layer was connected by ornate, intricate columns, and the original long dining benches were carefully reassembled into spiral staircases.
The entire dining area seemed to be enclosed in interspersed, barely visible silver vertical strips.
Sitting in this restaurant, you could have a 360-degree unobstructed view of the chefs cooking.
The chefs seemed like artists about to take the stage, performing for the diners and showcasing their skills.
Cui Meng tried to stay calm, but his slightly erratic breathing betrayed his feelings.
He glanced at the assistants of other hotel owners and saw the same sorrowful expressions in their eyes.
How the heck can we compete with this!
Chen Jianhai didn't build a palace, but he did build an opera house!!!
While everyone was stunned by the golden opera house dining area, a puzzled voice came from behind.
"What's going on? Why is everyone gathered under my hotel?"
Cui Meng turned around,
seeing a young man leading twelve chefs who seemed to radiate golden light entering the tent with great momentum.
Although they all wore white chef uniforms,
the material of their clothes seemed to reflect a golden light under the lamps, making it hard to look directly at them!
As these thirteen people approached, everyone else instinctively made way, fearing the blinding aura of dominance.
Chen Jianhai basked in the holy light with satisfaction.
These uniforms were specially exchanged with 660 points in the system mall, after all!
"Haizi, isn't this a bit over the top?"
Not only were the assistants and chefs from other hotels stunned by Lang Ai Hotel's kitchen renovation, but Xu Bo and Daodun were also dumbfounded.
Xu Bo stared blankly at the golden opera house dining area, the same question that had surfaced before coming to mind once again.
Is running a hotel really this profitable!?
Should he ask his biological father to start a hotel!
Chen Jianhai casually waved his hand, looking indifferent. "This is nothing; tomorrow will be even more exciting!"
"More?!" Xu Bo glanced at his friend in shock.
"Yep, these are just ordinary. Tomorrow, when you officially start cooking, that's when the real fun begins."
After speaking, Chen Jianhai led the group into the work area from the side.
"The double-headed, double-tailed fryers, integrated noodle machines, four-layer workstations, tall bowl cabinets... all the kitchen equipment you mentioned are ready."
"The dust-proof lightweight high-grade plastic kitchen walls are also arranged as you wanted. The customized takeaway boxes are all on this tool bench…"
"Here is the fresh produce and seafood storage warehouse,"
Chen Jianhai, like a real estate agent, chattered non-stop as they walked into the kitchen.
After talking until his mouth was dry, he noticed that the twelve golden saints had already picked up their tools, found their spots, and were standing precisely in their work positions.
As chefs who work in the kitchen daily, they were more familiar with the place than Chen Jianhai!
Chen Jianhai didn't disturb Xu Bo and the others and walked out of the work area.
The strongest order taker in history was walking up and down the spiral stairs, quickly moving from the first floor to the fourth, and then running back down to the first.
After familiarizing himself with the dining area,
the strongest order taker in history looked at Chen Jianhai with deep admiration,
"Boss, the layout of this restaurant is simply amazing!"
Chen Jianhai raised an eyebrow, a sense of pride welling up.
Only to hear the strongest order taker point to the spiral staircase and say: "Although this staircase looks like one from the outside, you only realize it's actually two interwoven spiral staircases when you go inside."
"One is a walkway for guests. The other, hidden, is a path for serving food."
"The two staircases are perfectly staggered, not affecting the food path, while ensuring guests have a quiet dining environment without seeing people walking back and forth."
Chen Jianhai happily listened to the strongest order taker's praise.
It wasn't easy… finally, someone who recognized its worth!
This staircase cost him over 400 points, especially the hidden one, which was definitely the finishing touch of the golden opera house dining area.
"However…" the strongest order taker looked puzzled. "What are these silver threads for?"
The strongest order taker reached out to touch the hanging silver strips and threads, unable to make sense of them.
In any ordinary restaurant, these might be seen as decorations.
But the presence of these silver threads and strips was so subtle that, under the tent's lighting and the colors of the golden opera house dining area, they were almost invisible unless you looked closely.
So, unable to understand their purpose, the smartest order taker's mind slowly formed a small question mark.