When Tang Wenhao heard this, he thought it was a very good idea. He nodded repeatedly to show his agreement: "Sister Congyi, your idea is great! Customized tableware can not only improve the grade of the restaurant, but also make customers remember our restaurant more deeply, but..." Tang Wenhao was hesitant to speak.
"What's wrong?" Xu Congyi asked puzzledly.
"But what should our restaurant be called?" Tang Wenhao chuckled.
Xu Congyi realized that he hadn't thought of a name for the restaurant yet. Although most shops in this era were named after the owner's surname plus the type of business, such as Qianji Clothing Store and Tangji Cakes, restaurants generally had nice names, which were usually more elegant. For example, the restaurant Tang Wenhao often went to was called Zuixianlou, and there were restaurants by the river called Wangjiangge and so on.
"Why not call it Xu Tangji Restaurant," Tang Wenhao said half-jokingly.
"No, no, no," Xu Congyi refused subconsciously, "Brother Wenhao, you said before that when the restaurant opens, many people will come for the name of Tangji, and I'm afraid that Xu Tangji will not be able to survive." Xu Congyi said this reason, but she actually had another consideration in her mind: she was a person who was particularly afraid of getting into trouble. Her wish was to count money and manage accounts in the back, and leave the things in front of people to Tang Wenhao. Therefore, she did not want her name to appear in the name of the restaurant.
"Shen Xiao, what do you think is a good name for our restaurant? The most important thing is to highlight our uniqueness," Tang Wenhao turned around and asked Shen Xiao who was standing beside him. He hoped that Shen Xiao could give some constructive suggestions to help them solve this difficult problem.
When Shen Xiao heard Tang Wenhao calling him, he came back to his senses and thought seriously. "Naming a restaurant needs to be nice and easy to remember, but also stand out from the crowd. This is really not easy. I wanted to call it Chunxiang Pavilion, but this doesn't reflect our characteristics. After all, the pots we make are unique in Qicheng."
After hearing Shen Xiao's name, Xu Congyi thought about it and suddenly his eyes lit up, "How about calling it Bao Xiang Yuan! This name contains the word "bao", and it has our signature dish, so it's easier to remember. Moreover, the word "yuan" means source and beginning, which symbolizes that our restaurant is the origin of bao cuisine, which can attract customers to come and taste it."
"Okay! Let's call it Bao Xiang Yuan. Tomorrow I will go find a craftsman to make a plaque, and then make a batch of bowls, plates and casseroles with the name Bao Xiang Yuan printed on them." The name was decided in this way. Tang Wenhao felt that the name was nice and easy to remember, and was full of meaning and appeal.
"Brother Wenhao, doesn't this name need the "Tang" character?" Xu Congyi reminded Tang Wenhao.
“There’s no need to add bowls and plates. As for the plaque, you only need to add a small word “Tang Ji” in the lower left corner. This way, you can retain Tang Ji and make the name Bao Xiang Yuan more prominent and beautiful.” Tang Wenhao has already figured out how to make it.
The location and name were decided today. After preliminary discussion, it is estimated that the restaurant will be open for business in about one or two months. Tang Wenhao will be responsible for the specific decoration of the restaurant, and Xu Congyi will hurry back to start the design.
At night, Xu Congyi and Shen Xiao were in the space. Shen Xiao was still reviewing his lessons, but Xu Congyi was not reading but drawing on paper, thinking about how to decorate the restaurant. But while drawing, Xu Congyi became distracted and sighed heavily.
"Yiyi, what's wrong?" Hearing Xu Congyi's sigh, Shen Xiao quickly looked up and asked, "Did you encounter any difficulties in designing the restaurant?"
Xu Congyi shook her head and told Shen Xiao about her worries. It turned out that she had been thinking about how to supply the restaurant. In order to provide fresh ingredients to the restaurant, she planned to go to the village chief tomorrow and gather the villagers to raise white-feathered chickens. In this way, the restaurant will have a stable source of ingredients, and the villagers can also make some money by raising chickens to improve their lives. However, although this plan seems good, it also comes with considerable risks. If the restaurant's business is not good, the chickens raised by the villagers may not be sold, and their hard work will be wasted.
"Brother Shen Xiao, I really want to help the villagers so that they can also make some money by raising chickens and improve their lives. But I am afraid that the chickens cannot be sold. In the end, not only will I not be able to help, but they will feel even more upset." Xu Congyi's eyes revealed a trace of worry and helplessness. She knew that although her plan was beautiful, she also needed to consider various possible risks and difficulties. If the restaurant's business was not good, then her plan would fail and the villagers would also suffer losses.
Upon hearing this, Shen Xiao walked behind Xu Congyi and patted her shoulder to comfort her. After thinking for a moment, he gave a suggestion: "Yiyi, your concerns are reasonable. In fact, we can use Wenhao's name to advertise that these chickens are specially selected by Wenhao. In this way, the villagers will be more assured to raise chickens because they know that there are people willing to subscribe to these chickens. We will communicate with Wenhao first and let him temporarily "subscribe" to this batch of chickens. But in fact, we only need to mention his name when giving everyone the chicks, and he doesn't need to do anything else. After the chickens are actually sold, we will settle with the villagers according to the actual sales situation. If the restaurant is really not doing well, we will only raise this batch, so that the villagers will not suffer losses."