Ma Hua frowned, pulled out his hair in fistfuls, and stared at the vegetarian lion head in the casserole on the chopping board. He tried hard to recall all the details when his master told him to cook this dish, intending to find out from it.
The trick.
"Hey! Smashed again!"
Not far away, another chef in the back kitchen who was second only to Ma Hua gloated and bared his teeth and snickered.
Ever since he came to the guest house, he has been very critical of MCA. Not to mention that he is too young, and there are too many rules. It's not okay if his clothes are dirty, or if he uses too many ingredients. Even the kitchen knives and frying spoons must be placed in fixed positions.
The place, the up and down, the inside and outside, was so careless that the cook, who was usually lazy, felt extremely uncomfortable.
Therefore, seeing the other party asking questions again at this moment, he was naturally happy.
The apprentices were also a little confused at the moment and were gathering together to whisper.
"Why not? I think what Master Ma makes is delicious."
"That's right, that lion's head smells so good. What exactly does Chu Suo want?"
"Anyway, I think it tastes delicious, even better than meat!"
"You think it's useless? If Chu says it doesn't work, it just doesn't work."
Chu Heng was also looking at Ma Hua at this time, with a bit of hatred in his eyes.
As we all know, this guy wanted MCA here because he was interested in his craftsmanship, and secondly because he was a disciple of Silly Pillar and could bring people over if something happened.
But now!
This kid was so confused that he couldn't remember to find his master.
Ever since, Chu Heng sucked his teeth and thought for a moment, then decided to push him again: "You can study it carefully in the next few days and get the things out for me as soon as possible. Our guest house will open soon.
, you kid, please don’t let me off the hook! Otherwise I won’t be able to spare you!”
After saying this, he turned around and left.
"Master Ma!"
As soon as Chu Hengfang left, the apprentices ran over to comfort him.
"Have a cigarette and don't worry."
"Sit down and have a rest first, and we'll study it later. As the saying goes, haste leads to waste."
"I won't smoke." Ma Hua helped Ma Hua, who was sitting in front of the bench, and frowned as he pushed away a hand that offered him a cigarette. After a moment of hesitation, he gritted his teeth and stood up, quickly walking out of the kitchen.
, ran to the phone booth on the street to call Silly Zhu.
It's not that he can't remember to find Master, it's because he doesn't want to.
Today's MCA is just like those young men who have just left the wings of their parents and gone out to work. It is the time when they want to start a career and prove themselves.
In addition, his character is like his resentful master, who loves face very much. He felt that if he went back to seek help from his master when he was just a disciple, it would appear that he was not good at learning, which was really a bit embarrassing, so he kept resisting asking for help.
But now the pressure from Chu Heng on him is getting heavier and heavier. He finally can't stand it anymore and has no choice but to put down his dignity and go find Silly Zhu, otherwise everything will go wrong later. He is a small person who embarrasses him, but the person who embarrasses his master is a big one.
!
In the lobby.
While chatting with Bian Fei, Chu Heng glanced at Ma Hua, who ran across the phone booth diagonally, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and gave the young man a thumbs up.
Then he turned to Qiu Rong, who was arranging tasks for others, and shouted: "Old Qiu! Go to the telecommunications office in the next two days and ask when our phone number will be available. This girl has been waiting in line for two months.
Got it!"
"Oh, okay, I'll be there tomorrow." Qiu Rong hurriedly turned his head and responded, then turned back to continue assigning tasks in preparation for receiving the goods later.
"Xiao Qi, you are responsible for organizing the gay men to move the goods. Xiao Huang, I will leave the acceptance work to you. Be careful..."
Chu Heng stayed in the lobby for a while, then followed a small door on the side, went to the basement and walked around, then climbed upstairs to take a look, and finally came to the logistics warehouse to chat with his sister-in-law for a while.
sky.
Half an hour passed quickly like this.
The delivery truck from the furniture factory finally arrived.
There were seven or eight trucks of various types, puffing out black smoke, blocking the entrance of the guest house. The compartments of each truck were filled with tables, chairs, benches, bathing beds, wardrobes, bedside tables and other furniture.
After receiving the news, Chu Heng rushed out and followed Qiu Rong to direct everyone to unload the goods.
And the employees who had just been warned by him were also very active, and no one dared to be cunning, especially those thorny ones before, who were more proactive than anyone else, doing whatever they were tired of, and moving whatever they wanted.
No effort is spared.
"Put the table over there!"
"What is this? Bamboo bed? Second floor, send it directly to the second floor!"
"Hey, be careful, you didn't knock yourself, did you? Who asked you, I said this bedside table!"
There are more people than strength. There are more than 70 men and women in the guest house, plus more than 100 people who deliver goods from the furniture factory. After working together for more than an hour, several trucks of goods were unloaded, but not one by one.
They were all exhausted and sweating profusely.
Then Qiu Rong, who was well prepared, quickly took out cigarettes and Arctic soda and passed them out to everyone.
"Come on, let's have a cigarette and take a break."
"There's also soda, whoever drinks it can get it himself!"
After Chu Heng helped pass a few bottles of soda to the masters at the furniture factory, he also took one himself. Just when he bit off the lid and was about to drink, he heard a sound like a broken gong coming from the door.
"Oh, it's quite lively!"
He immediately followed the sound and saw Si Zhu walking in with a smile on his hands behind his back.
"Master!"
Ma Hua, who was squatting in a corner smoking a cigarette, quickly threw away half of the cigarette in his hand, stood up and went to meet him, saying with a look of shame on his face: "I'm sorry, Master, your apprentice is not good at my studies, so I have to bother you to come all the way."
"Well, what's the point? Your master and I were no better than you when I was a disciple." Silly Zhu changed his previous image of a strict teacher. Not only did he not reprimand Ma Hua, but he comforted him in a friendly manner.
"Brother Zhuzi, what brought you here!" Chu Heng also came over at this time, with a warm smile on his face.
But when facing him, Shazhu didn't give him a good look, and immediately rolled his eyes: "I pretend to be confused, but don't you know why I'm here?"
"Haha, I must know this." Chu Heng handed him a cigarette with a smile, said a few more polite words to him, and then he and Ma Hua accompanied Silly Zhu to the kitchen.
The cooks and apprentices saw this and quickly followed.
soon.
They went to the back kitchen, where the casserole with the plain lion's head was still placed on the chopping board.
"That's it?"
Silly Zhu immediately stepped forward, asked for a pair of chopsticks, picked up a piece and tasted it. After carefully tasting the soup, he nodded and said: "It's okay, but I didn't control the heat well. Besides..."
At this point, he suddenly paused, turned to the apprentice and the cook who were listening with their ears pricked up, frowned and waved his hands: "You guys all get out!"
Several people were stunned for a moment, then they understood that they might be about to teach some secret recipe next, and they came out of the kitchen wisely.
Then Silly Zhu looked at Chu Heng, who had no consciousness, and glared: "What are you doing here, kid? Get out!"
"Should I go out too?" Chu Heng pointed at himself in astonishment.
"You're not my apprentice, why don't you go out? Hurry up and leave!" Silly Zhu didn't give any face at all, and drove him out of the kitchen with a bang.
Chu Heng, who was locked out, jumped angrily.
"Hey, look at your stubbornness! I'm not a cook, so how can I steal your job?"
