Qiu Fu needs to adapt to the back kitchen of Taifeng Building, and run in with other employees for a few days before officially working, but Sun Maocai and Sun Jikai do not have this problem at all.

Sun Jikai is also an old employee of Taifeng Building, except for the few newly recruited on New Year's Day who are familiar with everyone, they can take up their posts with a greeting, and the person in charge of the water platform and cutting piers even knows what kind of ingredients he likes to use.

Sun Mao is the head chef, and at the same time he is a master of Cantonese cuisine, only others cooperate, and he has no reason for him to cooperate with others.

Fang Mei and Wang Xiulian discussed peace for a long time yesterday, and felt that the midsummer banquet was scheduled for August 6, that is, 4 days later. Fang Mei felt that the midsummer banquet was not only to introduce the new dishes of Tai Fung Building, but also an opportunity to show the level of the two new Cantonese chefs in Tai Fung Building.

The list of invitations has been drawn up a long time ago, and after yesterday's phone call, it was confirmed that the invited guests were available, and after the number of people was deleted, there were a total of 50 people, and there were not countless media invited as in the previous opening, all of them were diners. There are old diners in Taifeng Building, loyal diners in the top-floor restaurant, and a few random ordinary diners who have previously eaten in the store and left their phone numbers. This kind of top-level banquet that is destined to be high-priced is like the chef's set menu in a top-floor restaurant, and it doesn't do much to ask the media to advertise, but the praise and word of mouth of diners are the most useful, after all, the group that can afford to spend is so much, and word of mouth is more important than anything else.

Ji Yue and Fang Mei went to send invitations early in the morning, regardless of whether they were local or foreign, they were all sent by courier. It is estimated that the field will arrive the next day, and the morning of the same city is estimated to be able to arrive in the afternoon.

The midsummer banquet was coming, but Jiang Feng was thinking about something else.

He was thinking about how to get Ouyang Yang over and let him eat a meal of Eight Treasure Chestnut Pigeon.

Ouyang Yang was originally also in the invitation range of the Midsummer Banquet, but when Fang Mei called to invite him yesterday, he politely declined, because he had a very important contract to negotiate on August 6, and he really didn't have time to fly over from the south. Jiang Feng believed this, although Ouyang Yang had not come to Taifeng Building for a while, he should not refuse the invitation to this kind of banquet, in fact, unless there was really something, no diner would refuse the invitation to the midsummer banquet.

Ji Yue told Jiang Feng that when she called yesterday to notify a lucky child who had been randomly drawn, she even cheered and screamed on the other side of the phone. There is no such thing as a free lunch, but when it comes to a free and delicious lunch, few people can say no to it – unless they really don't like it.

Even at lunchtime, Jiang Feng was thinking about how to get Ouyang Yang over and let him eat a meal of Eight Treasure Chestnut Pigeon.

Jiang Feng was absentmindedly eating the fried shrimp on the plate, while muttering in his heart, muttering and muttering, which was heard by Sun Jikai, who was doing it opposite him.

"Ouyang Yang?" Sun Jikai heard the key words.

"Do you know each other?" Jiang Feng was taken aback.

"Of course I know, he is an old diner of our Jubao Zhai, I often met him in the store when I was a child and my grandfather was learning to cook, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, it's just that yesterday the room manager called to invite him to a midsummer banquet, and he refused on the 6th, so he muttered a few words when he remembered it. Jiang Feng said.

"This is also normal, his family's business is in the south, and it is impossible to be free all the time. Sun Jikai didn't take it to heart, glanced at Qiu Fu, who was happily eating, and asked in a low voice, "Just now Master Qiu said that you want to teach him the thickening of the Eight Treasure Chestnut Pigeon, is it true?"

"Of course it's true, if you and Master Qiu learn how to thicken the Eight Treasure Chestnut Pigeon, I won't have to cook this dish. Jiang Feng said, "My mother can make more reservations to go out, Master Qiu's cooking must be better than mine." ”

Although he has long been accustomed to the Jiang family's style of not hiding his selfishness, Sun Jikai is still a little uncomfortable: "You don't have to worry...... After all, now Babao chestnut fragrant pigeon is still a peerless school, only you will. ”

"You will too. Jiang Feng said.

"I don't yet. Sun Jikai said.

"Sooner or later. Jiang Feng took a bite of food and didn't care.

Sun Jikai sighed and sighed: "If my grandfather could have thought like you at the beginning, Jubaolou would not be like this." ”

Jiang Feng: ?

Sun Jikai suddenly seemed to be forty years old, what's the matter?

After eating, Jiang Feng rested for a while and chatted with Ji Yue for a while, if there were any dramas worth watching recently, and when he learned that the recent dramas were all unfinished, he stopped watching the drama and went into the kitchen to practice Wanfu meat.

He tried it in the morning, so a small piece of meat can be cut, but it is difficult, you need to be extra cautious and careful when going under the knife, a little deviation will fall short, no wonder Cao Guixiang cut four pieces of meat for nearly an hour. Jiang Feng lay on the bed last night and thought about it for a long time, and felt that if the condiments really couldn't save too much buff, the effect was not strong, so he put more effort into the knife work, and if the knife was cut perfectly, the final product would definitely not be bad.

Sun Maocai has fully adapted to the daily life of the head chef, and after lunch, he went to the teahouse with the two old men to drink tea, and he was extremely skilled.

Qiu Fu was more cautious on the first day of work, and saw that Jiang Feng went into the kitchen to practice the dishes after eating, and he also went into the kitchen to practice together, and Sun Jikai did the same, working overtime for free to debone the whole pigeon.

The only thing that made Jiang Feng feel a little surprised was that Wu Minqi was also in the kitchen, outflanking his hands.

It's August, midsummer, walking outside for dozens of minutes without a sun umbrella at noon can make people feel that they have been sunburned off the skin, and if the temperature is high, if the air conditioner is not turned on, the fan is not turned on, and it may even heat people to death directly. Although the kitchen has a super power fan, it still can't change the fact that it is a stove.

Wu Minqi is a little afraid of heat, and often stays in the back kitchen to practice with Jiang Feng in spring, winter and summer, but rarely in summer, usually he sits with Ji Yue to find a café to blow the air conditioner, or simply go upstairs to find a box to turn on the air conditioner and sleep on his stomach, just the pillow for sleeping Wu Minqi has two in the locker.

"Kiki, the kitchen is too hot, don't stay here, if you want to outflank your hands, I'll go back at night and I'll pack it at home with you." ”

After Jiang Feng finished cutting the two pieces of meat, he found that Wu Minqi was still outflanking his hands, and he had wrapped half a basin, so much he estimated that he would have to eat for a week.

Wu Minqi shook his head: "No, I want to practice red oil copying hands recently, and I will practice more from outflanking hands." ”

"Why do you suddenly want to practice copying hands?" Jiang Feng was a little puzzled, this copying hands was a staple food, and Wu Minqi's practice dish was big enough to catch up with her.

"When I was on the phone with my mom last night, I mentioned the red oil that I had downstairs for breakfast when I was a child, and I suddenly wanted to practice. Wu Minqi smiled, "By the way, Feng Feng, we may have to eat red oil in the morning during this time, don't you mind?"

"Don't mind, don't mind. Jiang Feng hurriedly said, "I like whatever you eat." ”

Sun Jikai, who was deboning the whole pigeon opposite Wu Minqi: ......

Can you think about the single masses when you speak?

What about overtime, can't we give employees a harmonious and friendly overtime environment?