In County C, City P, Grandma's Fish Shop is brightly lit, and cars are parked outside the store. The store is crowded with customers, the sounds of people drinking and bragging, the sounds of customers drinking and bragging, and the sounds of waiters calling for food are all intertwined together, making it noisy and prosperous.
Obviously, this is a restaurant with good business.
A special feature of this hotel is that there is a large fish pond built in the corner of the lobby. There are rockeries and water plants in the fish pond, and there are various fish swimming in the water.
Every time a customer comes here and points to a certain fish in the fish pond, and says to the boss holding a fishing net next to him: "Just this one!"
Every time a customer said this, the boss would immediately use the net in his hand to fish the fish pointed out by the customer out of the water, then pour it into the plastic bucket next to it and carry it to the kitchen.
The waiter in the kitchen will quickly remove the scales and gills of the fish in the bucket, disembowel and remove the intestines, and then hand it over to the chopping board master to change the knife. After changing the knife, it will be handed over to the spoon master to cook.
Freshly slaughtered and cooked live fish is the biggest feature of this restaurant.
Many customers come here to dine here because they can eat reliable live fish.
No, another customer just ordered a fish. The thin boss fished it out with a net, poured it into a plastic bucket, and carried it into the kitchen with a smile and handed it to the butcher for slaughter. He walked to the sink as a habit.
Put water there to wash your hands.
Next to the sink is a transparent glass wall, and behind the glass wall is the cold dish room.
Inside, a young chef in white clothes was chopping vegetables and melons. The thin boss was washing his hands while watching with a smile and nodding slightly.
Because the young chef in the cold dish room seems to have pretty good knife skills. The kitchen knife in his hand is jumping and cutting continuously, and he seems to be very skilled in using this jumping knife method.
The waiter who was descaling the fish followed the boss's line of sight and glanced at the cold dish room, and said with a smile: "Mr. Li, where did you find this cold dish chef? He's quite young!"
Mr. Li, who had already washed his hands, turned back and glanced at him. He pulled a rag to wipe the water stains on his hands and said, "I applied for the job today. My knife skills are pretty good. What do you think?"
When the waiter heard this, he glanced at the young chef in the cold dish room, smiled, and said yes.
He said casually: "But Mr. Li...making cold dishes requires more than just a good knife skills, what do you think?"
Mr. Li nodded slightly, glanced back at him, thought for a moment, walked towards the door of the cold dish room, and said as he walked, "You're right! Let me go in and take a look!"
While they were talking, the young chef in the cold vegetable room had already cut the last piece of melon. When Mr. Li opened the door and walked in, the young chef was carrying a stainless steel basin full of vegetable melon slices, walking towards the place where the seasonings were placed, and preparing the pickling basin.
vegetable melon slices.
The sound of Mr. Li opening the door attracted his attention. When he saw Mr. Li coming in, the young chef gave a smile that was in line with social expectations and said hello, "Hello, Mr. Li!"
With a smile on his lips, Mr. Li hummed, "You go about your business! I'll come in and take a look."
"good!"
The young chef looked away, picked up the spoon in the seasoning jar, and confidently scooped up spoonful after spoonful of salt and added it to the bowl of vegetables and melon slices.
If Sun Quan were here, he would definitely recognize the young chef at a glance as the son of his aunt and uncle, and his cousin, Chen Xiaofeng.
This kid is just like the original time and space. After graduating from high school, he entered the society and did not go to college.
Different from Yuan Shikong, a few years ago, after graduating from high school, he entered the society without much hesitation and chose to learn to be a chef.
Maybe it was because he saw his cousin Sun Quan studying to be a chef at university, and after graduation he opened a shop making braised chicken and became very successful?
Anyway, he embarked on the path of learning to be a chef.
Mr. Li stood at the door, smiling as he watched Chen Xiaofeng confidently add salt to the melon basin, spoonful after spoonful. As he watched, the smile on Mr. Li's face slowly disappeared, and his brows slowly wrinkled.
Got up.
Finally, Mr. Li couldn't help but ask: "Xiao Chen, you added so much salt to the vegetable melon? Did you add too much?"
Chen Xiaofeng looked back at him, shook his head and said with a smile: "No! I didn't add much. If you don't believe me, you can taste it later and you will know."
Mr. Li frowned and said nothing, but extended his hand to indicate for him to continue.
Chen Xiaofeng confidently added two more spoons of salt to the basin before starting to add MSG, sugar, white vinegar, sesame oil and other seasonings.
During this process, Mr. Li said nothing, just frowned and watched.
After all the seasonings were added, Chen Xiaofeng began to stir the vegetables and melon slices in the basin. His technique was a little unfamiliar, but he worked very hard. Maybe it was because the boss was watching?
Look at the vegetables and melon slices he has cut in this basin. They are indeed evenly thick and beautiful.
Not long after, he began to hold a handful of vegetable melon slices with both hands and squeezed out the water in the vegetable melon slices.
Because they were pickled with a lot of salt, he squeezed these vegetable melon slices hard with both hands, squeezing out a lot of water. He squeezed out the water from the vegetable melon slices and put them into another clean stainless steel table next to them.
Mr. Li looked at it for a while and couldn't help but ask again: "After pickling, you should squeeze out the water first and then add MSG, white vinegar and other seasonings, right? You waste a lot of seasonings in water."
When Chen Xiaofeng heard this, he bit his lips lightly, his face turned a little red. He didn't know whether it was because he was embarrassed by the boss's question, or because he squeezed the melon slices hard just now, which made his whole body feel hot and his face felt hot, but his mouth
Don't be afraid, "This way the flavor will be better! You will know the taste later when you try it."
Mr. Li: "..."
After another ten minutes, all the vegetables and melon slices had been squeezed dry. Mr. Li came over and asked, "Can we taste it?"
Chen Xiaofeng: "Wait a minute! I'll add some sesame oil!"
At this time, Mr. Li's face had turned dark, because there was obviously a lot of sesame oil floating in the water just squeezed out.
Sesame oil is expensive! It costs several yuan a bottle.
But he was well-behaved and still didn't have an attack at this time. He frowned and waited while Chen Xiaofeng added a lot of sesame oil to the vegetable slices and mixed all the sesame oil into the vegetable slices. Mr. Li then reached out and took two or three slices of vegetable pumpkin and put them in his mouth.
Inside, he just put it in his mouth and chewed it twice before spitting it into the trash can next to him. Not counting the spitting, he spat several mouthfuls into the trash can before looking up coldly at Chen Xiaofeng who was smiling.
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At this time, Chen Xiaofeng's expression was slightly startled, "Mr. Li, what, what's wrong?"
"Try it yourself!"
Mr. Li ordered coldly.
"What's wrong? Does it taste bad?"
Chen Xiaofeng frowned and muttered, and reached out to pick up two vegetable melon slices and put them into his mouth. After chewing a few times, he stopped chewing, his brows furrowed, his face turned red quickly, and he looked like he wanted to vomit but didn't dare to vomit.
, eyes no longer dare to look towards Mr. Li.
At this time, at the door of the cold dish room, two apprentice workers who were doing lotus were already standing at the door, looking curiously.
Probably because he was too curious, one of the sixteen or seventeen-year-old apprentices walked in with a smile, reached out and picked up a few vegetable melon slices and put them into his mouth. After chewing them twice, he frowned and quickly spit them into the trash can next to him.
, kept saying: "Well, it's so salty...it's too salty...it's too salty!"
Hearing this, another Dutchman trotted in curiously, picked up a few vegetable slices and put them into his mouth. His reaction was similar to that of the first Dutchman. After chewing a few mouthfuls, he quickly spit it into the trash can next to him.
He kept saying, "It's too salty! How much salt was added? Mr. Li, does our store charge for salt?"
Some young people speak so directly, without caring about other people's face.
Chen Xiaofeng's face was already red at this time.
On the other hand, although Mr. Li had a very ugly expression, he did not get angry. Instead, he sighed and waved his hand to signal the two Dutch workers to go out.
When the last Dutch worker went out, Mr. Li also ordered: "Close the door!"
"Hey! Okay."
The waiter closed the door to the cold dish room with his backhand.
Mr. Li sighed again, lowered his head and took out the cigarette case from his trouser pocket, pulled out two cigarettes, handed one to Chen Xiaofeng, and used a lighter to light the cigarettes for Chen Xiaofeng.
During this process, Chen Xiaofeng's face turned red and he looked very embarrassed.
But Mr. Li's face slowly returned to calm.
After Chen Xiaofeng took a puff of cigarette, Mr. Li cleared his throat and said, "Ahem, Xiao Chen! I have a friend who owns a shop, and they are in need of a chopping board chef for side dishes. How about I give you his phone number?
, would you like to apply for a job with him?"
Chen Xiaofeng was a little surprised. Mr. Li was so polite when he drove someone away? When he drove him away, he actually helped him introduce a job?
Chen Xiaofeng hesitated slightly, "Mr. Li, where is that store?"
Mr. Li: "Not far! It's near the county hospital. If you are willing to try it, I will give you his number right now!"
As he said this, Mr. Li actually took out his cell phone and found a number for Chen Xiaofeng in his address book.
After Chen Xiaofeng blushed and recorded the number on his mobile phone, Mr. Li put away his mobile phone and asked with a smile: "Xiao Chen, tell me the truth, have you never made cold dishes before?"
Chen Xiaofeng lowered his head and hummed with a red face.
Mr. Li raised his hand and patted his shoulder and said with a smile: "It's okay! Now you go to the bar and settle today's salary with the landlady. Once you've settled your salary, you can get off work! Try to apply for a job at my friend's store tomorrow.
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Chen Xiaofeng looked up at him, feeling only embarrassed and unable to get angry at all.
Nodding, he began to take off his chef uniform, but Mr. Li had already turned around and left the cold dish room with a smile. When he went out, he said to one of the workers: "Xiao Wang, you go to the cold dish room! The cold dishes have been served for the past two days.
It's your responsibility."
"Hey! Okay, Mr. Li!"
Xiao Wang happily agreed. The status and salary of making cold dishes are much higher than those of making cold dishes.
Mr. Li walked out of the kitchen and told his wife at the bar: "Wait a minute and pay today's salary to Xiao Chen who came to work today! Let's continue to hire a cold dish chef tomorrow!"
His wife gave him a cold look and sneered.
She had hired an unavailable cold dish chef, and the day's shift hadn't even finished yet, and she still had to pay wages. Of course she felt unhappy.
But when Chen Xiaofeng came to pay her salary, she didn't say anything. She really paid Chen Xiaofeng today's salary, but there was no smile on her face.
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When Chen Xiaofeng walked out of the hotel, his expression was both embarrassed and a little regretful.
He still likes the owner of this store, but unfortunately, the owner doesn't like him.