Fang Rui asked the waiters, who were working so energetically, to stop putting together tables and setting up stools.
The beauties looked at him dully, with obvious expressions on their faces. Seeing their expressions, Fang Rui smiled and said, "The enemy has already escaped, how can we refuse to invite this guest? I mean, we
Move the tables and stools outside to eat."
Yu Shuyuan heard the words and smiled and said, "Director Fang means to covet those who pass by."
Fang Rui smiled and said nothing. Lao Bian, who had been singing in reverse with Fang Rui during this period, immediately agreed loudly and said, "Yes, we should eat outside to satisfy those ignorant guys... Hehe
, I guess if we go out to eat this meal, it will be overflowing with guests tomorrow."
Lao Bian smiled obscenely, and he must have been feeling lusty in his heart.
Everyone ignored him and started busy moving tables and chairs outside the restaurant under the leadership of Fang Dong.
After quickly moving the tables and stools out and setting them up, Fang Rui went to the kitchen.
First he smiled at the masters, and then said, "You don't mind if I come to steal everyone's jobs."
When the chefs heard Fang Rui's honest and sincere smile, two younger vegetable cutters even scratched their hats in embarrassment. This old antique was too young, too approachable, and too kind.
They were all quite flattered.
The dirt-poor chef is called Xiao Dashao. He is over fifty years old. He is not as fat-headed as ordinary chefs. Instead, he looks a bit like a peasant uncle who faces the loess every day and his back is turned to the sky. He has a relatively tall body.
He is solid, the skin on his face is dark and dark, and he looks like a very honest and honest person.
"Director Fang is here to guide the work. It's not too late for us to welcome him... Everyone applauds." Xiao Dashao is also an old man in the world, and he is sophisticated. He smiled and led everyone to applaud.
"Haha, we are all scumbags. No matter how close we are, we are all in the same room, so don't worry about it. It's too alienating." Fang Rui said with a smile and touched the table on the chopping board.
A kitchen knife.
Xiao Dashao originally thought that Fang Rui was here to steal everyone's jobs, just to get close to everyone, talking and joking, but now he saw that he touched the kitchen knife and really wanted to do it, Xiao Dashoon hurriedly took a piece of meat from another chopping board.
After Mo cut half of the meat, he took away the space chicken on the chopping board in front of Fang Rui. He couldn't help but smile and said, "Please give me some advice on how to cut vegetables, Mr. Fang."
Fang Rui looked at Xiao Da Lao Shao's reaction and felt funny in his heart. This Da Lao Shao was looking down on himself. In other words, this space chicken was a precious source of food and could not withstand a few spoils. And this fine meat was going to be used.
Chop it into minced meat, okay, you can play with it as you like, a big antique.
However, Fang Rui also saw from Xiao Dashao's behavior that although Xiao Dashao is sleek, he is very down-to-earth. If you were someone with a heavy taste and a special part of the horse, he wouldn't care about you.
No matter how good or precious the raw material is, the boss should first praise it for a while before he cuts it. Can it be said that it is well cut no matter how badly it is cut?
Fang Rui didn't say much, and he didn't insist on cutting the chicken. He waved his kitchen knife and started to cut the piece of meat.
Fang Rui's mother started teaching him knife skills when he was a few years old. In addition, Fang Rui himself has a clear mind. After more than ten years of accumulation, Fang Rui's knife skills are really extraordinary. When he lifts the knife and drops it, every piece of it is even.
The pieces of meat were immediately cut into pieces. Fang Rui's movements were extremely skillful. From starting the knife to separating the meat, the entire movement was done in one go. There was no drag at all and it was extremely fast... And the piece of meat, which was about half a kilogram in his hand, was almost in the air.
In the blink of an eye, it turned into a piece of meat, and then Fang Rui started to chop the meat with a knife...
Not only did Fang Rui's action of chopping meat have an artistic beauty to it, the kitchen chefs nearby were shocked to see it. They thought that Director Fang was just here to inspect the inspection work. By the way, it was just like on TV.
Those government officials were like big brains. They would touch a knife or a dish to freeze the camera, then throw the knife away, wipe their hands, pat their butts and leave. Unexpectedly, Director Fang was not only realistic, but he was also an expert swordsman.
ah!….
Needless to say, Xiao Dashao, who underestimated the big antique, blushed and said something ashamed in his heart. After Fang Rui quickly minced the meat into foam, he took the empty chicken back and said, "Fang Rui
Dong, please cut another one."
"Uncle Xiao, aren't you afraid that we'll cut the chicken into pieces?" Fang Rui joked, knowing that Xiao Dashao was expressing his apology to him.
All the chefs laughed, and Xiao Dashao sweated and said, "Haha, Director Fang is joking. With your knife skills, this little chick is no match for you."
Fang Rui didn't say anything more. He placed the space chicken in a straight position and started to cut it. For Fang Rui, cutting the chicken was like cutting off a cow. Because he was very familiar with the structure of the chicken, Fang Rui's knife skills were perfect.
It was even more vivid and vivid. Now all the chefs in the kitchen, led by Xiao Da Lao Shao, looked at this young antique with admiration.
Without doubts and contempt, the relationship has taken a big step closer.
Fang Rui chatted with the masters and talked about the mountains. His easy-going and considerate nature made him get along with the masters very quickly.
When the vegetables were almost cut, Fang Rui took the pot and ladle, turned on the fire, and started frying the local chicken himself. This time, Xiao Da Laon did not take away the space chicken, and then replaced it with water spinach.
Fang Rui was left to fiddle with it, but now he has a little more expectation. Speaking of which, our big antique knife is extraordinary, and I think my cooking skills are also superb.
Of course Fang Rui will not disappoint everyone who is looking forward to it.
Fang Rui, who was caught and trained by his mother when he was a child, has good cooking skills. In addition, since the first batch of chickens grew up, he almost had to prepare one or two chickens every now and then to fill the gap.
To help foodies, Fang Rui is now even more comfortable making this space chicken.
Seeing Fang Rui skillfully flipping the pot, stir-frying, adding various condiments, and then neatly scooping the chicken out of the pot, the chef in the kitchen was once again shocked. Director Fang is really extraordinary, a chef with great knife skills.
He is so good at art... If he came to the restaurant to cook in person, everyone would only be able to beat him.
Fang Rui saw everyone's surprised expressions and didn't say anything at the moment. He invited everyone to try it. Naturally, he got a lot of surprised praise and rows of oily thumbs. Fang Rui smiled and washed it.
Then I cooked a dish of first-grade eel. This dish was even more familiar to Fang Rui, who is the eel’s natural enemy. When a large bowl of steaming, fragrant first-grade eel came out of the pot, all the chefs in the kitchen
They all took a deep breath and were completely impressed. Even Xiao Dashao, who had always been more arrogant, was amazed.
Fang Rui let them taste it again, and the reaction was needless to say.