Chapter Thirty-Eight: I Want to See Your Cook
Song Zixuan was also stunned, but soon he understood that since Lin Tiannan was unwilling to come forward, there was naturally a nominal boss here, presumably his subordinate.
"It's nothing, it's good if you can come over, I hope to explain some things clearly, so that I don't have to work here. Song Zixuan said.
"Definitely," Mr. Sun nodded, and immediately looked at Zhou Peng, "Manager Zhou, you and the head chef have a meeting, let's have a meeting!"
"Oh, okay. Zhou Peng and Zheng Hui winked, and the latter's reaction was almost the same as his, and he was still immersed in confusion.
Watching a few people leave, Sang Tianshuo said, "Master, who is that old man?"
"Boss. β
"......Boss? It turns out that the big food generation is his, and he is quite rich. β
As the two spoke, Luo Lili trotted over: "Eh, Chef Song, that's the boss?"
"Ahh Song Zixuan said with a smile.
"So...... You know the boss, hahaha, it's so interesting," Luo Lili covered her mouth and smiled, "Those two guys have been drinking with you all day long, but I didn't know that the boss had to be so polite to you, it was like a movie." β
"Movies, how can they be so exaggerated......"
Sang Tianshuo smiled: "Hehe, little beauty, I know that my master is amazing, we will be colleagues in the future, I will cover you, who dares to bully you here tell me!"
"You, do I use you to cover it? I just really use it, wouldn't it be good to go directly to Chef Song?" Luo Lili glanced at him and said.
"That's different, kill chickens with a knife, you don't need my master to do anything, I'm enough!"
"Kill the chicken...... Cattle knife...... It's so awkward," Luo Lili thought, and then frowned a pair of pretty eyebrows, and pouted, "Who do you say is the chicken!"
"Huh, I ...... I didn't mean that, it's just a metaphor......" Sang Tianshuo said nervously.
Song Zixuan smiled and shook his head: "Okay, let's go to work." β
"Okay," Sang Tianshuo smiled, and then glanced at Luo Lili, "Beauty, let's talk after work!"
Luo Lili almost didn't throw up, made a retching motion, and walked back to the counter.
In the private room of the restaurant, Mr. Sun sat in the front seat, while Zhou Peng and Zheng Hui sat on the side.
"What's going on today?" Mr. Sun said.
"Mr. Sun, that's the case, we haven't been notified by you, but Song Zixuan brought someone and said that he was going to work, and we definitely couldn't agree. Zhou Peng said.
Zheng Hui nodded hurriedly: "Yes, yes, boss, we don't know either." β
Mr. Sun glanced at him: "No matter what, I will now officially inform you that Song Zixuan is the chef I specially invited, and he should be treated specially, whether it is the system of the restaurant or your habits, he cannot be restrained, understand?"
"This ......" I have to say that Zhou Peng's heart is about to explode, he can't get used to Song Zixuan in the past few days, and the people brought by Song Zixuan scolded him this morning, and now the boss wants to protect it with a word, which naturally makes him feel angry.
"I'm afraid this is not very regular, right?" Zheng Hui said with a slightly embarrassed smile, obviously when facing the boss, his arrogance was gone.
"Not appropriate? I think you just have to do what I say, there's nothing wrong with it. After Mr. Sun finished speaking, he narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he didn't plan to explain anymore.
Zhou Peng and Zheng Hui glanced at each other, the two were also very interested, and they didn't fight anymore, after all, they are the bosses, and they still have to listen to others about what this hotel is going to do.
"Yes, Mr. Sun. β
"Okay, I'm done talking, Manager Zhou, you go get busy first, huh...... The head chef stays for a while. β
After Mr. Sun finished speaking, Zheng Hui was stunned, and his heart immediately became nervous, after all, Zhou Peng still knew Mr. Sun, and he was the first time he saw this boss, which was easily reminiscent of the boss who was going to take him under the knife......
And Zhou Peng was also surprised, but he didn't dare to say anything, just glanced at Zheng Hui with sympathetic eyes, as if to say good luck to you, and left.
Zhou Peng walked out and closed the door, and when he heard the sound of the door closing, Zheng Hui's heart trembled: "Boss, boss, I actually ......"
Before he could finish speaking, Mr. Sun raised his hand to stop him and said, "Zheng Hui, who used to be a chef in Golden Sun, was the head chef in Sichuan Xiang Mansion last year, and is good at Sichuan cuisine and Shandong cuisine. β
"Boss, ...... are you," Zheng Hui said with a blank expression.
Mr. Sun nodded and said with a smile, "I'm not wrong, right?"
"Yes, this is the hotel where I used to work. β
"Chef Zheng is also experienced, in fact, you are a senior in the catering industry, I have just entered the industry. β
Hearing this, Zheng Hui's heart became even more furious, and he said in a somewhat trembling voice: "Boss, don't make fun of me, I can correct what I didn't do well." β
"Hahaha, what are you nervous about, of course I know that the core of a good restaurant lies in the back kitchen, I just think we should strengthen the connection and communicate more, so that we can work better. β
Mr. Sun said, raising his arm and looking at the watch on his wrist, obviously he had a very strong sense of time.
"Boss, you're right, I'll definitely report any problems in the future. Although Zheng Hui has been in the rivers and lakes for decades, he is obviously much more tender than Mr. Sun, so he is very careful when he speaks, after all, he doesn't know the true meaning of the other party at all.
"I'm going to establish a direct line with you, and if you have any questions, you can tell me directly, do you understand what I mean?"
"What? What do you mean...... Put me directly under your control?"
Although I don't know why, Zheng Hui understands that this is a good thing, he should be managed by Zhou Peng in the restaurant, but in this way, it is obviously different, which is equivalent to him and the restaurant manager on an equal footing.
"Yes, that's what it means, but...... I have a special assignment for you, I hope you can do me a favor. Mr. Sun said.
"Don't worry, don't say one, even ten tasks are no problem!" Zheng Hui immediately said loyally.
Mr. Sun smiled and nodded slowly.
......
It was close to noon, and some guests had already entered the restaurant, and the sound of stir-frying in the back kitchen also sounded.
It's just that the atmosphere in the back kitchen is very depressing at this time, the appearance of the boss, and the head chef being called away to chat, all make the staff in the back kitchen begin to guess various results.
Song Zixuan also had another order of imperial fried rice, and after the meal, he sat on the chair again.
Sang Tianshuo became the second idler in the kitchen, his task was to stand next to Song Zixuan, and when he was tired of standing, he went to the front hall and took a chair to sit on, of course, Zhou Peng didn't dare to say anything when he saw him holding a chair, and he was scolded in front of so many people, but he would lose his adult.
As soon as he arrived at the lunch rush, Zhou Peng saw the old gentleman who had been booked yesterday walk in, and he greeted Luo Lili and said, "Lili, you go and deal with that old man, he is here to get some imperial fried rice." β
"Why don't you go?" Luo Lili glanced at him and said.
"It's useless, what kind of character do you think, Hong Yuansen...... I've never heard of it, and I haven't heard of the name of the company. β
Luo Lili shrugged her shoulders and sneered, and then walked out of the counter.
She brought Hong Yuansen to the table and said, "Mr. Hong, you are here to order some imperial fried rice, right?"
Hong Yuansen smiled and nodded: "That's right, give me an imperial fried rice, by the way, little girl, do you know my surname is Hong?"
"Hehe, I've seen your business card. β
"So that's the case," Hong Yuansen immediately looked at the guests around him and said with a smile, "It seems that there are not so many people who order imperial fried rice today." β
"Yes, but it's just lunchtime, and we've just arrived, so you wait, we'll be right here. β
Hong Yuansen shook his head and smiled, thinking, it seems that it is very likely that yesterday was as I thought, it was all my own people, emperor fried rice...... How can a delicacy that has disappeared for a hundred years be possible...... I'm thinking too much.
"Hehe, when you're old and so naΓ―ve, how can you believe in these gimmicks. β
In the back kitchen, Song Zixuan was cooking fried rice, Zheng Hui walked in, and everyone didn't dare to speak, after all, they didn't know what the boss and Zheng Hui had talked about just now.
Zheng Hui walked straight to Song Zixuan and said, "Song Zixuan, is there fried rice again?"
Song Zixuan looked at him sideways: "Hmm." β
"Hehe, it seems that this fried rice is really unique, you are busy first, let's talk about it later!"
As soon as Zheng Hui said this, everyone present was stunned, this is ...... Chef Zheng Hui doesn't sound like him from anywhere, what does this mean to bow his head to Song Zixuan? It's unbelievable!
Song Zixuan was also suddenly surprised, Zheng Hui didn't pour cold water on himself and let out cool words, but he still said that......? Brothers?
Soon, the fried rice was put on the plate, and Sang Tianshuo took it to the food port.
Zheng Hui directly handed Song Zixuan a bottle of ice drink, and said, "The kitchen is hot, you go to the fire, and even if my big brother can't compensate you, hehe." β
Song Zixuan was stunned for a few seconds, but still took the drink: "Thank you, I didn't take it to heart." β
"Haha, that's good, I know that Brother Zixuan is a man, so he won't be more serious than me," Zheng Hui patted Song Zixuan's shoulder, "Hey, it's also my fault to be a brother, in fact, the team is a newcomer, I should take care of you, the result is ...... Haha, that's so childish. β
"Chef, you're serious, everyone has just met, some friction is normal, I'm young, and there are things wrong, let's tolerate each other. β
Hearing this, Zheng Hui nodded, and directly hugged his fists and said: "Okay, brother, since you said so, I won't say much about being a brother, let's do this kitchen together in the future, and the form of imperial fried rice is now also going to lead a wave of trends, if there is anything you need, I fully support it." β
Li Tao leaned forward and said in a low voice, "Brother Hui, what's the matter?" didn't you mean...... Is this signature dish a vase? Our other dishes are the mainstay. β
"Hahaha, what do you know, the signature dish may not be the highest sales, but it is an attractive place for a restaurant, without the attraction of the signboard, how can other dishes have sales? β
Li Tao and the others are really stupid, Zheng Hui actually helped the master Song Zixuan speak, it seems that the boss really gave him a good education just now......
At this time, in the front hall, the fried rice had been served in front of Hong Yuansen, and his expression was extremely surprised, in fact, he was already shocked when the smell of fried rice came.
Looking at the plain fried rice in front of him, he couldn't help but gasp, picked up the spoon and tasted a small bite, and immediately raised his head: "Waiter, I want to see your chef!"