After eating, Huang Neng was too embarrassed to stay for long, so he took Zhang Xiaoqiang and left in a hurry. As the car drove away from the village, Huang Neng, who was full of alcohol, gave Zhang Xiaoqiang a thumbs up: "Brother, you have a great appetite! My restaurant is the best."
There is a shortage of customers like you. If one of you can support more than a dozen, I will make a lot of money."
Zhang Xiaoqiang felt that the car driven by Huang Neng was swaying left and right, so he said: "I'll drive it."
Huang Neng slapped his head and said: "That's right, I can't drink and drive, but you haven't drunk, so you can drive the car."
So the two parties changed places, and Zhang Xiaoqiang asked: "How should I drive the car?"
Huang Neng was a little drunk, so he joked about Zhang Xiaoqiang and said, "How to drive? Step on the accelerator, turn the steering wheel, and just go forward. If something happens, just step on the brakes. Isn't that easy?"
Zhang Xiaoqiang said "Oh" and asked clearly which one was the accelerator, which one was the brake and which one was the steering wheel. Then he stepped on the accelerator and the car rushed out with a "boom". The strong pushing feeling on his back suddenly woke Huang Neng up.
He screamed: "Brother, this is a winding road, don't drive fast!"
After hitting the accelerator several times, the car gradually slowed down. Zhang Xiaoqiang smiled and said, "It's quite fun to drive."
Huang Neng wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and asked in a confused tone: "No way, brother? Have you really never driven a car before?"
"No, this is my first time." Zhang Xiaoqiang said, "Didn't you say that I have lost my memory and can't remember anything from the past at all."
Huang Neng's expression was dull, because he found that Zhang Xiaoqiang was now driving at a higher level than him, and he was stable and fast. He shook his head and said: "How is it possible? You drove so hard for the first time? You can't be the reincarnation of the car god.
Bar?"
Zhang Xiaoqiang smiled slightly: "Maybe."
Under Huang Neng's guidance, it took less than an hour to return to the hotel where Huang Neng was staying. This hotel is an independent four-story building that specializes in hosting banquets. The business is booming, and the parking lot in front of the hotel is full of people from all walks of life.
Planting a guest's car. As soon as Huang Neng got out, he vomited all over the floor. It took him a long time to get better. He looked up at Zhang Xiaoqiang and said, "Brother, what are your plans?"
Zhang Xiaoqiang blinked: "No plan."
Huang Neng straightened up, touched his chin, and said with a grin: "Well, if you don't mind, just stay in the hotel. There is a shortage of handymen in the kitchen. As long as you have the strength, you can do it, okay?"
"You're welcome." Huang Neng smiled slightly, "Food and accommodation are included, and the salary is tentatively set at 3,000 per month. It will be settled on the fifth of the following month. Come on, I will take you to the kitchen to get to know the chefs there."
Due to the booming business of the hotel, they hired more than a dozen chefs and countless handymen. Some washed vegetables, some did sanitation, and some boiled water. Since Zhang Xiaoqiang was new here, he only did this at first.
Some simple physical work, such as moving things, stirring meat, chopping bones, etc.
Unconsciously, three days passed like this. Everyone in the kitchen liked Zhang Xiaoqiang very much, because this young man was clean and handsome, and he was not lazy at work. He also greeted everyone he saw and was kind. Especially the waitresses.
, a few of them often winked at him, apparently wanting to be friends with him.
This morning, Huang Neng has already rushed to the kitchen three times, because the five cooks who went out to buy food in the morning have not returned yet. Today is the busiest day in the hotel. There are hundreds of banquets to be prepared, so it must not be a bad thing.
. Suddenly, Huang Neng's cell phone rang. After listening to a few words, he was startled and asked quickly: "What? There was a car accident? Are you okay?"
The pickup truck driven by the five cooks collided with a minibus, and they all suffered serious injuries. They are all lying in the hospital now, and it is impossible for them to cook again. Huang asked them to recover from their injuries and sent a manager
He went to the hospital to pay the medical bills. After taking care of these things, he sat helplessly on a chair in the kitchen with a depressed look on his face. The lack of a good cook and the inability to make money were secondary concerns. The most important thing was to ruin the reputation of the hotel.
At this time, Zhang Xiaoqiang came over, carrying a bunch of dumpling noodles in his left and right hands. He put down his things and asked strangely: "Brother Huang, why are you looking so sad?" In the whole hotel, he was the only one called Huang Neng and Brother Huang, and everyone else called him respectfully.
A boss.
Huang Neng smiled bitterly: "The cooks were injured in a car accident. We can't prepare the table today. We have to put back the blood this time and refund the money as compensation." He stood up, "I have to hurry up and accompany the guests. Let the guests
Let’s go to another hotel quickly.”
A worker said: "Boss, why don't you ask other cooks to help?"
Huang Neng shook his head: "It's a carrot and a pit. They are all well-known and have their own owners. I won't accept this kind of business."
Zhang Xiaoqiang thought for a while and suddenly said: "It's not just cooking, let me try it."
Huang Neng was stunned and looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang in surprise: "Brother, you can also cook?"
"I couldn't do it before, but seeing as they've done a lot these days, I should be able to do it," Zhang Xiaoqiang said matter-of-factly.
"It's not enough even if you know how to cook. There are six less cooks, and you only have one person. How can you do the work of six people by yourself?" Huang Neng obviously didn't believe it and stared at him, but he obviously didn't give up and hugged Zhang Xiaoqiang.
Somewhat hopeful.
"Try it." Zhang Xiaoqiang said lightly, "It should work."
Huang Neng suddenly remembered Zhang Xiaoqiang's driving experience. He had never driven a car before, but he drove smoothly as soon as he got started. He thought he might have been a cook before he lost his memory. There was nothing he could do anyway, so he might as well just turn a dead horse into a living horse.
Doctor. Thinking of this, he bowed to Zhang Xiaoqiang repeatedly: "Xiaoqiang, you are my brother! Today I am completely dependent on you. As long as you can cook the food, I will help you personally."
Time was tight, so Zhang Xiaoqiang started cooking from memory. Because he mainly made banquet noodles, he only cooked so many dishes. The most complete set meal only had hundreds of dishes. He had watched the recipes of these dishes for three days and was already very familiar with them. First, there were a few
Huang Neng saw that the kitchen knife turned into a cold light in Zhang Xiaoqiang's hand. After a strange sound, before he could react, a plate of diced vegetables was cut out, with even thickness.
"Master!" With just one look, Huang Neng had a clue in his heart, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he really started beating Zhang Xiaoqiang.
In this way, Zhang Xiaoqiang moved like lightning, doing the work of six people by himself, and dishes after dishes were produced under his hands. Huang Neng found that watching Zhang Xiaoqiang cook was a kind of enjoyment. He flicked his hand while cooking.
The vegetables in the big iron pot rolled violently and were cooked in a moment. Moreover, he could control five iron pots at the same time. With just one shake each time, the vegetables could tumble several times, and his skill in handling spoons was superb.
What's even more rare is that Zhang Xiaoqiang's calculations are precise when cooking, and there will never be any mistakes when what should be done. Generally, only experienced master chefs can achieve such perfection, but he did it better than the master chef.
One dish after another was brought to the table by the waiter for the guests to eat. The waiter who delivered the dishes was a pretty girl who was ten years old. When she came back, she gave Zhang Xiaoqiang a thumbs up and said: "Brother Xiaoqiang, the guests all praised today."
The food is delicious, you are so awesome."
Zhang Xiaoqiang smiled slightly and said, "That's good."
Huang Neng was devastated. He didn't expect to find a treasure when he went back to his hometown. Can the six cooks be dismissed? Just leave Zhang Xiaoqiang alone? But he quickly gave up the idea. He must be kind, and he doesn't know how long Zhang Xiaoqiang can work.
, if he leaves in a few days, the cook cannot be fired.
The busy day finally passed, and Huang Neng invited Zhang Xiaoqiang to drink in the evening. Huang Neng’s alcohol capacity was very small, and he felt dizzy after a few drinks. He said to Zhang Xiaoqiang emotionally: "Brother, thanks to you today, I have to thank you."
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Zhang Xiaoqiang said with a smile: "I am working for you, Brother Huang, you don't need to be so polite."
Huang Neng looked at him and said seriously: "Brother, I found that you are definitely a talent. You said you don't know how to drive. You can drive it as soon as you drive it, and you can drive it better than me. You said you have never cooked before, but you only know how to drive."
After watching it for a few days, you can compete with the chef. You are really good, so if you continue to stay in my place, it will really be a waste of your talents."
Zhang Xiaoqiang was stunned: "Then where should I go?"
Huang Neng has been living in the urban-rural fringe area for so many years and knows many people from all walks of life. He thought about it and said, "Brother, have you ever heard of the Fugui Gang?"
Zhang Xiaoqiang blinked: "Fugui Gang? What are they?"
"It's not a thing, it's a nationwide gang. It's very amazing!" Huang Neng looked regretful. "A few years ago, someone suggested that I join the Fugui Gang, but I didn't agree. But slowly I discovered that this Fugui Gang is really
A good place, it is not a gang, but a very cohesive and strictly managed social organization. I heard that people who join the Fugui Gang will be promoted very quickly as long as they are strong and capable and understand the rules."
"What are the benefits?" Zhang Xiaoqiang asked.
"There are too many benefits. First of all, no one dares to bully people from the Fugui Gang. Secondly, the income is very high. In the Fugui Gang, you can accumulate 'merit points'. If you have enough merit, you can be promoted. Let me give you an example. My cousin graduated from college.
Later, I joined the Fugui Gang and worked in the operation department. Now I have become a department manager, with a monthly income of 100,000 yuan, which is even more profitable than me working hard to open a restaurant."
Zhang Xiaoqiang thought for a while and said: "Okay, then go to Fugui Gang." He was obviously attracted by the high salary there.
Huang Neng smiled "haha": "Then I wish my brother all the best. If you become prosperous in the future, don't forget me, brother!"
The next day, Huang Neng specially drove Zhang Xiaoqiang to a hotel. The hotel is a business of the Fugui Gang, and it is also the place where the eldest brother in the district talks. It was through his cousin that Huang Neng recommended Zhang Xiaoqiang to the eldest brother, hoping to have a good relationship with him.
A good future. In the Fugui Gang, the "big brother" is equivalent to the "county magistrate" level figure and has very great power. Therefore, Huang Neng was very nervous when he saw the legendary "big brother".
On the contrary, Zhang Xiaoqiang was very calm. He looked around curiously, observing everyone here.
Huang Neng's cousin was in his twenties and looked gentle and elegant. He smiled and said to the middle-aged man sitting calmly on the sofa: "Brother, this man's name is Zhang Xiaoqiang. It is said that he is a talent."
The middle-aged man had an ordinary appearance, but his eyes were bright and very calm. He looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang and asked, "What are you capable of?"
Zhang Xiaoqiang thought to himself, what am I capable of? He summarized what happened recently and replied: "I learn things quickly."
"Oh? You learn things quickly?" The middle-aged man became interested, "Then can you learn it for me on the spot?"
"Okay." Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't have stage fright and said very calmly.
The middle-aged man nodded slightly, and a strong man walked out from behind him. This man was in his thirties, with strong blood. He was a master of peak dark power and a gold medal fighter next to the middle-aged man. The man gave Zhang Xiaoqiang a smile.
He nodded and said: "My name is Long Biao. I will try Songxi Kites Boxing. If you can learn it, you will be considered a quick learner."
After saying that, he opened his airs and twisted his body with fists. This kite punch was compact and coherent, and the momentum was connected with each other. The technique was to take advantage of the momentum, avoid the real thing and hit the weak, and it also implied grappling and falling. You see
He coaxes or lures, explores or hits, takes or drops, and performs the exercises with a light and unrestrained pace, alternating between slow and fast movements, flashing and leaping like a kite pouncing on food or an eagle soaring into the sky.
This round of punching lasted for more than half an hour, and everyone was dazzled. It was difficult to even remember how many movements there were, let alone memorize the movements. Huang Neng couldn't help but look at Zhang Xiaoqiang worriedly.
Remember? The middle-aged brother even clapped his hands and praised him, saying: "Long Biao, your boxing skills have improved again. In a few years, you may not be able to gain a glimpse of your strength and become a first-class master."
After saying that, he looked at Zhang Jun and asked with a smile: "Boy, you said you are good at learning, then give me this set of 144 kite boxing styles!"