Of course Zhou Dong understands Cai Touer's kindness.

An old fritter like Cai Touer, who has been in the industry for many years, will not easily dig out his heart and lungs, and is willing to open his mouth to give advice, which is already quite difficult, and he really regards him as his own person.

Cai Tou'er just chose the wrong object, which is like an enthusiastic lion telling the eagle that if you want to run rampant on the grassland, you should go and cage the elephant?

Although Cai Touer did a useless job, Zhou Dong wrote down this favor, just like he remembered Shen Cheng's favor.

Shen Cheng is a real human spirit, but in front of Zhou Dong and the fat man, he is a good big brother with no taboos; although Zhou Dong did not get any benefits directly from him, the fat man benefited a lot.

These days, the fat man's knife skills have improved by leaps and bounds, and he has begun to practice cutting rice paper with a kitchen knife; more than a dozen layers of rice paper are stacked into a centimeter thick, and there is no pause in the knife, and the width of the paper filament to be cut out is the same, and there can be no breakage, only this practice can temper a really good chef.

Practicing knife skills in this way is the fastest and can be very expensive. The most common rice paper on the market costs two or three yuan a piece, and a stack of cut down is the cost of forty or fifty yuan, and at least ten stacks of practice a day, which is four or five hundred yuan.

Not to mention the back kitchen, even the chef school cannot use this 'money-burning' method to train students. But Shen Cheng insisted on giving the fat man this treatment, which is not without precedent in Lu Kitchen, but it is all the treatment that the master brings the 'apprentice', and it is also the treatment that the 'love apprentice' has, so I have never heard that the interns of the chef school can enjoy it.

In this regard, Zhou Dong is the same as Spiegel, saying that Shen Cheng intends to win over himself or deliberately make friends, but he is really teaching the fat man with his heart.

Diligent as rivers and lakes, face is bigger than the sky, this face is given, and people should accept this kindness when dealing with people, thinking too much will only increase troubles.

As Zhou's father said, 'People have given you benefits and deliberately befriended you, but you want to speculate about what their purpose is? That can only show that there is something wrong with your own mentality.' ’

Shen Cheng is still the 'magic knife', and he often disappears from the back kitchen for various reasons.

When Zhou Dong came to the cutting board, this goods really went out of the 'private service' again, and the fat man was sweating and cutting rice paper on the pier on the side, and today he needed to cut out ten stacks to complete the practice task, which was explained by Shen Cheng before leaving, and if he couldn't do it, he would deduct the money, and Zhou Dong's face was useless.

Lu Kitchen Chopping Board's laissez-faire to Shen Cheng made it difficult for Zhou Dong to understand, in his impression that Shen Gongdao should not be this kind of person who abolishes the public for personal reasons, and later listened to the words of Master Hu of the second anvil, Zhou Dong suddenly realized.

"Master Xiao Zhou, you still don't know about the kitchen, the anvil is like the head stove, that's the big guy in the back kitchen, do you really think that ordinary customers will need these big guys to order?

If that's the case, aren't we running out of food for these two anvils and two stoves?

Let's just say that Grandmaster Lu of 'food is heaven', don't look at him with the name of the head chef, in fact, he may not be able to make a move a few times a year, unless he meets a noble status, or a 'diner' who can really eat, he will personally suppress his luck......"

In the end, even Zhou Dong wanted to laugh when he heard this, suppressing luck, this is too middle two, right?

Master Hu had seen Zhou Dong's mending technique that day, and he had long been convinced of him, so he naturally said everything: "There is another reason, every time Cheng Touer goes out to the 'field service', it is the name of our Kyushu Ding Shilu cuisine, and the work he receives outside is extremely show his knife skills, which is actually a kind of propaganda."

Otherwise, how could the chef let this kind of thing go? Not only will no one blame him, but he will also be supported by the back kitchen, which is the rule of our diligence. At the end of the day, it still depends on the effort at hand.

It's not for me to say, if Master Xiao Zhou is willing to go out on duty, it won't be too easy to make money......"

Zhou Dong shook his head: "I don't have that time, let alone that mood." Okay, let's not talk about Master Hu, I'll go to Sanzhan to cut vegetables. ”

"Hey, it is said that young people have to be down-to-earth in order to progress, but Master Xiao Zhou is too much? ”

Every time Master Hu, a martial arts fan, sees Zhou Dong cutting potatoes on the three anvils with a serious face, it is like seeing the world's five peers running to the grassland with great interest, which is really incomprehensible.

'Specialized Knife Skill: 398/1000. ’

Seeing the upgrade progress indication in the system, Zhou Dong frowned slightly. Upgrading the knife skill is really much slower than upgrading the washing of vegetables, and I rely on the three anvils every day to 'walk', and I am still a lot worse than being promoted to the master level.

These days, Lu Kitchen Chopping Board does not have dazzling skills and the amazement of the people who eat melons, but Zhou Dong and the fat man are taking one step at a time and walking towards their own goals.

Zhou Dong's heart is very quiet now, and he still prefers this atmosphere in his bones.

On the eve of the eight chefs of Kyushu Ding Shi wanting to turn the breakfast department into a 'big canteen in the industry', a food review article full of 'advertorial' flavor is quietly born.

Lin Qing, who was wearing a loose pajamas, wrote this title on the computer under her pear pattern lamp - "You Can't Imagine It"

Even if this article is suspected of being a departure from professional ethics, I am willing to praise him as a little fan girl and use all my flowery language.

This may not be a good food review essay, as it is more like a poem.

At this moment, I may only be able to praise him and his food in poetic language......

'You Can't Imagine It'

At that moment, when dawn was approaching, and before the long night dawned, I stepped on the gorgeous carpet intertwined with the sun and moon, and followed a wisp of fragrance, and came to his side.

What a hateful coldness, he refused to look at me more.

The lovely strange fragrance made me willing to be left out in the cold.

You can't imagine.

You can't imagine that the half-haired face is the soul of the dog's ignorance,

You can't imagine the sound of a knife chopping minced meat by hand.

You can't imagine.

You can't imagine a piece of egg cake as pure as jade,

Facing the window,

I saw the faint cloud pattern coming through behind it,

White moonshine.

You can't imagine.

You can't imagine that bowl of strange and sleepy stew,

There is the glory of the red sun behind it,

The delicious taste that spurts into the mouth,

lingering on the tip of the tongue,

Nine turn ileum.

Yes!

I love you

Pork belly and pork lungs.

I love you!

Large and small intestines.

Believe me,

I'm actually a fussy little girl......

(Damn, that's handsome!I'm a natural poet, right?)

This is my own 'nonsense body', please taste it, roar roar...... ）