Chapter 11 Min Qinyue

Zhao Tianqing nodded to the two foremen, came to the front of everyone, walked back and forth twice, and then looked at Lin Shuqin and said: "A little thing will evolve into a big thing, since you work in the love of the heavens, you should be meticulous, follow the rules of the love of the heavens, and pay attention to your personal image." At this point, I hope that everyone will abide by it. ”

Then he looked at Lin Shuqin: "You go on to say that there will be important guests tonight, and they are not real guests, and the hygiene in the restaurant must be spotless." ”

The two foremen nodded their heads and promised again and again, after Zhao Tianming left, they reiterated to the employees again, emphasized many times, and only let everyone go to their respective jobs when the time was almost up.

The kitchen has its own smell of oil smoke, and the stove faucet is clean and transparent, but with a faint greasy feeling, scrubbed clean, and soon new oil stains will be bullied.

Min Qinyue was dressed in gold-rimmed white overalls, taking advantage of the time after afternoon tea to check the hygiene of the kitchen floor, he was five or five points, with his hands behind his back, a pair of dark eyes scanned around, a thin and large beak slightly pursed, and his expression was serious.

There were vegetable leaves the size of rice grains on the cutting board at the vegetable cutting place, Min Qinyue frowned, glared at a fat young man next to him, and said sharply: "Wu Xiaopang, what's going on with your cutting board? It's all so clear, you still deliberately made a mistake and put paste in your head?!"

Wu Xiaopang immediately put down the asparagus in his hand, twisted the vegetable leaves on the cutting board and put them in the trash can below, and stood upright: "Chef, do you think it's okay now?"

Min Qinyue raised his hand and gave Wu Xiaopang a slap on the forehead, Wu Xiaopang covered his forehead with a scream, and his face was full of accusations: "Chef, I know it's wrong, can't I change it?"

Min Qinyue exhaled a rough breath and blew the broken hair on his forehead: "You are forgetful, you can't change it no matter how many times you say it, today is special, don't find bad luck for me." Did the big guys hear you clearly?"

After everyone responded in unison, Min Qinyue was not satisfied, and then warned: "Something went wrong today, be careful to deduct your salary this month." ”

Everyone wailed that their wages had to be checked at various levels, and if there was no big mistake, at the end of the month, they would always be able to get the same score, but the head chef definitely had the ability to punish their mistakes from their wages.

Min Qinyue was unmoved, and said: "I am also for your good, Manager Zhao has personally emphasized that if you still commit crimes, it will be hopeless, and the entire back kitchen will be affected, see which one I can bypass?"

Everyone, the chef is usually a little stricter and more selfish, but he is usually generally passable.

Min Qinyue waved his hand: "What should you do, what should you do, for the sake of our entire kitchen, it is more exciting." ”

An Ming turned on the oven and took out a baking tray, the pungent fragrance filled the entire back kitchen, and even Min Qinyue couldn't help but sniff it a few times.

This An Ming is usually taciturn, but she cooks a good dish, otherwise she would have left with her life.

He wondered that when An Ming applied for the job at that time, Manager Zhao PS her out, who knew that Feng turned around, she said that she applied for the job as a chef, relying on actual combat, not customer service.

Seeing that she was confident, Manager Zhao asked her to go to the back kitchen and make a dish - simple Russian crepes, commonly known as pancakes, fluffy, light and delicious, with a refreshing salad of wild endure, which successfully conquered the picky Manager Zhao.