The Ace Chef

Brother Hong sighed, "That means there's a problem with the fire sale. This needs to be resolved as soon as possible, if not we could lose customers." After thinking about it for a while, Brother Hong suddenly laughed, "Seems like you are a good student. Since you are so detailed, why don't you get Fatty to cook for you? Do you not want to? "

"I don't want to, actually, I don't want to either. I want to learn more before thinking about going to the kitchen, and I have to prepare for battle. Brother Hong, you have to bring me up a lot more."

"Hehe, you're too modest. I need your support now!" Brother Hong threw away his cigarette, turned around to look at the kitchen and asked, "Is there anything else?"

Overall, it's just those problems from a moment ago. Then there's the problem with the dishes, the taste should not be rigid, it should be flexible, there should be different types of flavors, taste dishes, private dishes, aftertaste dishes, traditional tastes, tunnel tastes, and then there's the evolution of the cuisine, adding local characteristics, such as the southern taste dishes, the people of the north may need chili garlic or other condiments from their northern tunnel. I have always felt that our cuisine should not change at all, we must differentiate between the cuisine type and the taste, this way we give customers more choices, the speed of ordering dishes will increase, and also improve the speciality of the restaurant.

"You even know that?" The Brother Hong was surprised and looked at me as if I was a monster. "How long have you been working in the kitchen?"

"I'll say it formally for a few months. After that, I'll be having a feast with my father back home. I wonder if it counts?"

"Fine, but it's still very magical. You actually know how to manage things."

In fact, I don't understand it before today. I had looked through Chen Jiusuo's diary last night, and saw that it was getting more and more interesting in the middle of the night. The amount of information in the diary was very large, and there was even knowledge of management mixed in the middle, and of course, there was also the introduction to the cuisine department.

I replied, "I only understand a little. I don't know if my words are wrong, but if they are wrong, I hope that Brother Hong can forgive me."

"That's right, that's right. Go on, I'll listen. After we've communicated, we'll go and discuss it with the Lady Boss."

I suddenly felt that my chance had come. If I had performed well and displayed my abilities, the chances of getting a spot in the competition would be much greater, so I quickly said seriously, "I think we should start from the aspect of classification and then subdivide it. The elegant stir-fry, the rich stew, and the heavy stew will both reduce the pressure of serving the dish, reduce the cost of personnel, and at the same time ensure that there are unique characteristics. It's best not to spread out too much for every type of primary and secondary, which is unfavorable. The other is to be more of a stir-fry, do not do complex and not very excellent dishes. In the oesophagus, it was easy to sell the stone pot sauce. For new products, they had to start from this aspect and see what meat had yet to be developed. "Then it was all combined together. In addition to the southern characteristics of the soup, it was actually pretty good to make more State Banquet soup, which would enrich the style. However, it's better to make fewer high quality foods and sell a limited amount every day, in order to ensure the durability of the sales …"

"Wait." Brother Hong interrupted me, "I can't digest this at all, these ideas are all very good, they can improve the quality and reputation of our esophagus and push the market characteristics to the peak. Let's go discuss it with boss now, I think there's no problem, let's go …"

F * * k, you're in too much of a hurry, aren't you? At least make a plan, or do you still want me to make a plan? But in fact, I don't mind. It's still beneficial for us to get a placing.

The process of finding the Lady Boss went smoothly, and we chatted in the office for an hour. The Lady Boss seemed like a Brother Hong, surprised by my knowledge of food and drinks, and gave me a weird feeling. Why didn't I tell her alone? So after Brother Hong and I left, she called me and turned around with a smile: "Xiao Jia, you really hide your strength well, you don't believe me?"

I said, "It's not that I don't believe you, but I want to talk to my superior first. I'll look for you directly and tell you, in the future, will you be talking to the Brother Hong or me? What would you do with me if you suggested it? If I ask you, why don't I talk to the Brother Hong first and ask you instead? That's why I wanted to talk to the Brother Hong first. "

"It's not that I don't believe you, but this question is more appropriate for you to ask yourself. Are you worthy for me to believe?" Also, although Brother Hong is honest, don't take him to be an idiot. If I told you that in the future, you have to look for him to discuss such a professional thing, he would think that you didn't think of it yourself. There are only so few people in the kitchen, and he would know that it was Dong Xiaobei and I.

"You can either completely endure it, or be cruel. I will choose the latter and directly kill you to prevent you from overtaking me one day."

"That's why I did the right thing. You're blaming me for being unreasonable."

"I've already said that you're a talent. Hur Hur, we should work together more closely." The Lady Boss gave me a coquettish look before continuing, "The whole kitchen will be having a meeting the day after tomorrow. We will talk about the competition and I have already written out a plan as you suggested, but …" Why do I feel that your proposal is the most advantageous to you? You really want to go? "

"Yes."

"Xiao Jia, now is not the right time. Listen to me, you need to have absolute confidence in yourself, because only then will you be able to amaze the world with a single glance.

The reason was different from the last time. This woman was probably worried that I would disgrace my esophagus, or even directly afraid that I would become a popular celebrity if I were to become one. In order to make me stay, she wanted to suppress me, so I couldn't help but feel angry. Of course, I didn't explode because she didn't do anything wrong. I replied, "I won't be talking to you anymore. Let's go back to sleep."

I quickly left the office and returned to the kitchen to change. I directly left through the back door …

When I returned back to my residence, Dong Xiaobei was sitting on the sofa, eating fruit and watching television. He said, "Brother, Jie Zi, come try it."

I shook my head. "No, I'm tired. I'm sleeping."

"We'll talk after you wake up. Remember to call me."

At 4: 10 in the afternoon, Dong Xiaobei woke me up and went to work together. On the way, he continued to ask me the questions I wanted to ask before going to bed. "Why don't you go talk to the Lady Boss yourself?"

I said, "It would be even worse if I went to speak to the Lady Boss myself. If you don't understand, don't spout nonsense."

"If Fatty was in his place, would Brother Hong …"

"You didn't say that yesterday? Didn't you worry that he wouldn't be the same as he was when he showed off his skills in front of others? "

"What are you trying to say about yesterday? That is my vile heart, okay? " After looking around, Dong Xiaobei suddenly stopped. I walked a few steps before he caught up, "No, do you know this new product? How would you know this business?"

"You really have a lot of questions. What's so strange about understanding it? I'm not like you. You spend your time watching little movies and flying planes. I spend my time learning. "

"Is that so?" Dong Xiaobei pondered for a few seconds, "Definitely not, was it taught by Chen Jiusuo? Actually, he taught you a lot. You've always been hiding your strength, and you haven't revealed even a tenth of it? Otherwise, how could the potato ribs that you taught me to make be able to make Brother Hong's eyes go straight? Damn, I was just saying why did you insist on going to the Master Chef Competition. It turns out you have strength. Dong Xiaobei suddenly hugged onto my arm.

I shook him off before kicking him. "You're so disgusting, scram..."

When Dong Xiaobei and I returned, it was just in time. After we finished our meal and hurried to the hall, we went to the back door of the kitchen and smoked. Many people were there, although we had only known each other for a day, but from the big kitchen, it was still people who were related, people who could easily get to know each other. I have to say, this group of people didn't like to gamble, but they also loved to gamble.

The chopping block and the string were busy at five o'clock, the chopping block was busy preparing the ingredients, the string was pulling the plate with the sauce and so on, and the line was very free at the moment, because there were no visitors yet, and their work, which was basically synchronized with the guests', had been done in the morning and afternoon with the chefs on duty, so they were bragging while the two strings were busy.

At six o'clock, the chefs slowly began to get busy, but I was even busier now, as the boss' job, in addition to doing the sauce test, had to coordinate the work of the underlings, as well as the main task of tidying up the chopping block with the menu numbers and dividing it into small sections with the same number.

I have to pay attention to the number of the table where the dishes are served. I have to remember where the dishes are placed, and I also have to remember the type of the dishes at the table, and then I have to take them in order to process them. If there's soup, it's soup, you have to go ahead, if there's a stew, they'll take care of it, they'll look at the numbers themselves, it has nothing to do with me.

After the soup were the seafood dishes, followed by the stewed pork chops, then the fried meat, then the green vegetables, and finally the soups or sweet foods. They could not be eaten at once, because the vegetables would certainly be cooked the fastest, resulting in the vegetables being the first on the table. I don't know how the other restaurants operate, but the speed at which the food is served here is divided into twenty minutes in eight places. If it is served quickly, it will be too full except for a problem in the order, and the tables will not be big enough.

On the other hand, there was another aspect, which was that they had to process according to the type of dishes, the four chefs were all categorized beforehand, Second Chef could do anything, the three chefs made more sauce and stuffy roasting, the three chefs made more frying, they had to classify and even, otherwise, there would be gaps between the chefs, this kitchen counter had a lot of food waiting to be done, and the other one had the pain of an idle egg.