Lan Ji said very familiarly: "Have all the materials been processed?"
The old woman replied respectfully: "Yes, I'm waiting for you."
"Ah? Do you actually want to cook by yourself?"
The young man was surprised. He didn't expect that Lanji would be responsible for kitchen work in addition to etiquette and music education. How many things did this woman know?
The old woman said with an exaggerated expression: "Ha? Are you new here? Don't you actually know that Miss Lanji is the best pastry chef in the city?"
"Well......"
Is this person omnipotent?
The young man was ashamed. It seemed that he had underestimated Lan Ji's ability.
"Scarlett, this young man is my specially invited guest, please don't be rude."
Although Lan Ji's words were rebuke, her tone was gentler, making her less angry, and the old woman who was scolded immediately admitted her mistake.
"Ah! I'm sorry, I'm so sorry! It's just my poor eyesight that caused me to neglect this distinguished guest."
"Ha, it's okay, it's okay! I'm used to it."
The young man shrugged helplessly. He was used to being treated as an insignificant little character. He usually acted in a low-key manner, even deliberately gloomy. In addition, he was unkempt... His hair and clothes were all messy. If he did anything in the future,
When you grow a beard as an adult, you probably look like a standard tramp.
"This is not a good habit. In many cases, temperament is also important and helps you to be respected by others."
Lan Ji's criticism was not unreasonable, and if someone else had said it, the young man would have turned a deaf ear to it, but since the person who said it was Lan Ji, he felt that it was wrong not to listen.
Because the young man also saw that the respect the entire brothel had for Lan Ji was not a fear of their superiors, but respect for Lan Ji from the bottom of their hearts, and this respect was certainly not unreasonable.
There is indeed a lot to learn from Lan Ji. If you learn well, your life and communication will be much easier in the future.
"Understood, I will pay attention."
After saying that, the young man straightened his spine, which was slightly bent just now.
"Isn't this better!"
Lan Ji smiled and praised, and then introduced to the young man:
"Let me introduce you here, this is Scarlett, our chef. When I am away, she is responsible for taking care of all the affairs in the kitchen."
"Ha, I can barely manage the kitchen."
Old Scarlett nodded. She pointed to the neatly arranged table in the busy kitchen and said, "Miss Lanji, please hurry up. The pastries refrigerated in the ice room have already been refrigerated."
"Okay, don't worry about it."
Lan Ji nodded, reached out and took the apron handed over by Scarlett, and said as she walked quickly to the platform:
"Scarlett, please prepare some food for this guest."
"Uh, no, I want to help out in the kitchen. Is that possible?"
The young man didn't expect that he would actually eat in the kitchen. He thought he would be enjoying the VIP treatment at the front desk.
However, Lan Ji never made such a promise in the beginning, because she was too pretentious on her own part.
In this case, since I'm not very hungry anyway, I might as well join this kitchen and learn some of its dishes.
"Ah? This..."
Although it is a good thing for someone to ask for help, in the kitchen work is not something that a layman can do if he wants to. If not, it will be a disservice and disrupt the original orderly work rhythm of the kitchen.
So old Scarlett was a little hesitant.
"Okay, Scarlett, you have to give me some easy jobs."
Lan Ji, who was already in working mode, did not look back when she spoke. She was concentrating on beating eggs, looking at her skillful techniques. Scarlett said she was an excellent pastry chef, which should be true.
"Understood."
With Lanji's permission, old Scarlett doesn't need to think too much.
"It's okay. I once worked as a helper in the kitchen for a long time. As long as it's not a difficult job, I can do it."
Of course, the young man knew that newcomers would not be able to get into the core work of the kitchen. The most common chores involved sorting fruits, vegetables, meats, etc. Even if you could see the dazzling craftsmanship of the chefs, you would not be able to figure out what the point was.
However, the teenager is different. He only needs to look at it once and he can use "static gaze" to practice it repeatedly in his mind, which will greatly speed up the learning efficiency.
"oh?"
Scarlett was a little surprised, she thought this young man just knew how to do some menial work.
"Then let's start with simple cutting. You and Sally over there will cut the fresh fruit into pieces and put it on the platter. If there is anything you don't know how to do, they will teach you."
There is no shortage of manpower in the kitchen, and it doesn't matter if the young man joins or not.
Moreover, it is indeed strange that he takes the initiative to ask for work even though he is a guest who does not have to do anything.
Of course, the young man's purpose is also very simple, he just wants to steal his master.
However, the young man himself did not want to open a restaurant. He learned various cooking techniques just to improve his own food when he lived alone in the future. Of course, there was also an element of interest in this.
"OK."
The boy had no objection to this arrangement. It was much easier to make a fruit and vegetable platter than dealing with complex meats. Moreover, the tabletop was very close to Lanji's position, so it would be convenient for the boy to observe how Lanji made pastries.
After washing his hands, the boy put on an apron and worked with three older women to handle the mountains of fruits and vegetables.
It can be seen that the food consumption of Huansha Zhichun is still very large. Although it is not a specialized restaurant, even if you only look at the clean and orderly kitchen environment of Huansha Zhichun, the young man knows that the food served here must not be the best.
How bad would it be?
Wash, peel, cut into pieces, and plate.
Making a fruit and vegetable platter usually involves these four things, but due to the heavy workload, fast pace, and having to cooperate with his unfamiliar teammates, the boy was still a little busy at first.
"You hold the knife very firmly."
Now Sally, who was originally in charge of cutting into pieces, gave up her position to the boy. Seeing the boy's steady knife skills, she also gave her approval.
The boy who was responsible for peeling the skin before seemed very stupid because he couldn't keep up with the movements of these three people.
Of course, this is also related to the fact that these three are skilled workers. It is normal for the boy to be a little slow when handling these unnamed fruits with thick skins.
But since everyone here is a link, if a certain link slows down the pace, the overall efficiency will decrease.
The young man became a liability, but when he moved to a position he was familiar with, the efficiency of the four gradually reached or even surpassed the level of the original trio.
"Ha, I have practiced it many times after all."
Using a knife is a compulsory activity for young people. He rubbed the calluses on his hands and continued to cut the fruits and vegetables they handed over into small pieces of almost equal size, and then put them on the plate by another woman with many freckles on her face.
In less than a quarter of an hour, the boy had adapted to the overall rhythm, and he even had time to peek at Lan Ji's movements.
At this time, Lanji was kneading the dough with a skillful and skillful technique. She was clearly adhering to the sticky dough, but her hands were almost untouched. No one with a few years of experience would be able to be as skilled as she is.
And she was smiling...different from the usual polite or professional smile, this was a smile from the heart.
After all, there was no one she needed to please with her smile at this time.
Although the smile was not obvious, the boy still noticed the slight curvature of the corners of her mouth.
It seems that Lanji really likes this thing, so she keeps coming to the kitchen.
Alas, whoever can marry Lanji, who is both good in the hall and in the kitchen, and also gentle and considerate, must have done some great deeds that moved the world, right?
The young man sighed in his heart. There was at least a five-year age difference between himself and Lan Ji, which was of course impossible.
Although the other party treats him well, he treats him as his younger brother.
When he thought of women who were older than him, the young man thought of Mingdie again. Mingdie's words of "a stable life for a month at most" really made the young man a little flustered. He was quite satisfied with his current situation, at least there was nothing wrong with it.
matters of the heart.
Being a servant in Tieyu City is not that bad, because there are far more slaves than civilians, and he only hangs out in the slave circle, so naturally he doesn't really feel inferior.
Besides, the young man's self-esteem is not very strong. If he is humiliated or laughed at by others on the street, he just shrugs his shoulders and gets over it.
Therefore, the environment in Tieyu City is relatively stable for today's young people, but he still doesn't understand why the organization wants to send him to Tieyu City.
If he, a would-be killer who had received killer training, was sold as a slave, wouldn't it be very likely that he would leak the organization's information?
They neither dug out his tongue nor smoked out his throat, or did any brainwashing operation similar to memory erasure. They just tied him up and sent him to Iron Feather City. This is for a huge killer organization that is very good at hiding itself.
It was indeed a bit abnormal, and it also made the young man a little curious.
The most likely explanation he could think of was that the organization didn't care at all whether he would leak information, and he was more valuable in Iron Feather City than within the organization.
"Give a little bit."
Lan Ji's voice brought the boy's thoughts back to reality. He turned around and found Lan Ji carrying a large tray filled with pastries placed in molds.
"Oh! Do you want to put it in the oven?"
Seeing that nothing happened on his side, the young man handed the kitchen knife back to Sally and picked up the heavy tray for Lanji.
"Wow, that's really helpful."
Seeing that the young man was able to pick up the iron tray effortlessly, Lan Ji's eyes were a little complicated. She didn't want to have this kind of power.
Sally on the side muttered: "At least Lisha helped me before, but now Miss Lanji is indeed much tired."
After the boy handed the tray to the middle-aged woman who was wearing gloves by the oven, he subconsciously continued the topic and asked: "Lisha? Why didn't she come to help?"
Lan Ji hesitated for a while and then said: "She... went to Iron Helm Castle."
These words made the women around start whispering.
"I probably can't come back...that place..."
"Don't talk nonsense!"
"well......"
...
This seems to be a very heavy topic. Once it is brought up, the whole kitchen will sigh deeply.
"Okay, everyone, finish your work first, and we can have dinner together later."
Lan Ji clapped her hands and forced the topic to go elsewhere.
"Okay! All done! Girls!"
With Scarlett's shouts, everyone got into work mode again.
Although the young man didn't fully understand the meaning of this, he also knew that this was a taboo topic.