082 is better
However, Bai Jing spoke, and her speech slowed down, because she found that this restaurant was not simple.
Needless to say, a series of ingenious designs such as rattan chairs, dining tables, candles, etc., the most hardcore part of the restaurant is that in the center is a circle of square cabinets, which are arranged with various stoves and teppanyaki tables, and two ladies in chef's clothes are busy arranging raw and cold ingredients.
In other words, the restaurant's cooking area is located in the middle of the dining area, and the entire cooking and food handling process is completely open.
"Is it so beautiful?" Bai Jing walked to the stove, touched the countertop, looked at the brand-new kitchen utensils, surprised by this wild style, and estimated Jian Mumu's financial resources in his heart.
"Sister Jingjing. Dressed in a miniature chef's suit, Wonton stumbles around the cooking area to say hello.
"Hi, ravioli. Bai Jing suppressed the trivial thoughts in her heart, and suddenly raised her head and looked at Su Yiyi, who was wiping the knife.
Su Yiyi also felt something in a trance, and her body shook, and then there was a shock...... The kind of shock that can blind Bai Jing's eyes.
"Who is she?"
"She's a wrapper...... Oh no, head chef. ”
"Head chef?" Bai Jing was stunned, glaring at Su Yiyi's chest and said, "This won't be very ...... Isn't it convenient?"
"What's inconvenient?"
"Forget it......" Bai Jing turned his head to look at Zhou You again.
It's wild, it's really wild now, and the career hasn't started yet, so it's ...... Inflated?
For a moment, the atmosphere was a little awkward.
Instead, it was Jian Mumu, pointing at Su Yiyi and subconsciously popping up a word: "Such a chef should make people very appetizing, right?"
"Hmph. Wonton stood in the kitchen and wiped his nose, "It's delicious." ”
What really expands is the wonton that has just touched the threshold of the third-grade language.
Su Yiyi only lowered her head, beat her chest from time to time, didn't look at others, didn't speak, and looked very nervous.
Wanton sensed her anxiety and knew where it was coming from.
Three days ago, Zhou You made Su Yiyi quit her job and came here.
Afterward, she is forced to put on a strange glove and embark on a non-stop horrific hellish training with Zhou You, who is sometimes immersed in some kind of memory, sometimes madly ravaging the poor beef on the board.
Although Su Yiyi has enough enthusiasm and interest in cooking, and even has an extraordinary sensitivity to taste, in terms of basic skills, she can only fry chicken wings, even if she can appreciate the essence of the dish through the origin glove, she does not have the ability to really cook it.
It's like giving Van Gogh's soul to a man who has never touched a paintbrush, who has no ideas, but no skills to express them.
Zhou You comprehended that these dishes were much smoother than Su Yiyi, because his parents loved poetry and distance, and they managed him all year round, which made his basic cooking skills too ordinary, and he could make seven or eight out of ten after three or four times of training, but he was still poor in the subtle and extreme places.
Therefore, in the past two days, she has almost been frantically honing Su Yiyi's basic skills, which also made her understand a sentence for the first time - when God gives you a gift, the price has already been secretly marked.
Or to put it more bluntly, there is no such thing as a free lunch.
Or to put it simply, someone is the devil.
But only the devil can force people into unimaginable situations through devil training.
Su Yiyi, who has suffered for many years and has never succeeded in anything, finally has the opportunity to engage in her dream career at this time, but she is not sure that she is worthy of it.
Fan Feng walked in from the door he didn't know where at this time, and said from afar: "There is urine in the forest, the chickens are so cool!"
Jian Mumu subconsciously stepped back, while Bai Jing squinted.
Fan Feng realized that the girls had arrived, and quickly changed his words: "Lin ...... It's wonderful in the woods, and it's so cool today. ”
"Alright, don't say it. Zhou You shook his head and entered the cooking area, and nodded to Su Yiyi, "Let's start." ”
"Get started...... Begin...... Start ......" Su Yiyi kept silently thinking, took out a pot of braised duck lips from the refrigerator, and prepared a platter.
The three guests also hurriedly came to the front of the stage to watch, ready to see Su Yiyilu's hand.
Fan Feng stared at her with big eyes, Jian Mumu squinted at her small eyes, and Bai Jing set up her mobile phone and started shooting, putting pressure on her by the way: "Behave well, head chef." ”
Originally, Su Yiyi was still a little panicked, but a bunch of people watched, and the whole person couldn't help but start trembling, especially when Bai Jing said that, she was already a phobia of the camera, her heart was in a mess, her hands were stiff, and in a trance, the cold vegetable bowl fell to the ground.
Crackling, clanging, hard work to make the first appetizer in advance braised duck lips, sprinkled all over the ground.
For a moment, everyone was dumbfounded, and all they could hear was the sound of the basin spinning on the ground.
The most panicked person was actually Bai Jing.
She covered her mouth and felt like she was doing something wrong: "This ...... This one...... Blame me? ”
Su Yiyi's mind was completely empty, and failures appeared in front of her eyes again and again, she looked up at Zhou You blankly, and her voice trembled: "I...... I messed up again......"
"Then pick it up and pack it up. Zhou You said expressionlessly.
"But this appetizer ......"
"Forget about this dish and move on to the next one. Zhou You leaned over and squatted on the ground to clean up the mess, and said while cleaning up, "You are the chef in this scene, don't keep letting me talk." ”
"......" Wonton also ran to Su Yiyi's side and dragged her, beeping quietly, "You have quit your job, if you can't do it here, you can really only eat Fat Tiger, I think, he must not be delicious." ”
Bai Jing waved her hand vigorously across the kitchen counter: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, mine mine, don't talk trash anymore, you do it slowly, when I don't exist." ”
Fan Feng urged: "Go on, it's so inconvenient for you to bend over, just let Zhou You clean up." ”
The unexpected understanding of Zhou You, coupled with the encouragement of many people, rekindled Su Yiyi's hope.
She wiped her face vigorously, turned around and took the bacon out of the freezer, and began to make the next cold dish.
When she focused on the ingredients, she quickly forgot about the onlookers, and the memories and feelings brought to her by the Origin Glove gradually took control of the situation, and she gradually threw herself into it, and every gesture became more and more standardized, and even occasionally there was a little bit of a celebrity chef's style.
During this period, Zhou You gave her a hand, and Wonton gave her a hand, stabilized the situation, and the dishes were introduced one after another.
In between cooking, Zhou You asked Bai Jing to enter the cooking area to shoot on the pretext of filming a promotional video, and let Fan Feng and Jian Mumu be alone, which can be regarded as an assistance to the best of benevolence.
Bai Jing held her mobile phone and kept filming Su Yiyi's every move, every drop of sweat, every click.
After watching enough bangdang, under the brainwashing of this violent picture, she suddenly had an epiphany, like an enlightenment, and understood the meaning of hiring such a chef and choosing such an open scene-
As the wise and foolish wonton said, the beauty is delicious.
Bai Jing, who has marketing acumen, realizes that a beautiful chef with this figure is a heavyweight selling point in itself, and as for the dishes, it doesn't matter if she is bad, who makes her a beauty.
Imagine that the same food, made by a big man with a picky foot, and made by a beautiful woman, don't have to eat it at all, they already have a qualitative gap, let alone do it in front of you.
Bai Jing, who figured this out, suddenly turned to look around, and the latter was sneering and admiring all this.
Bai Jing was solemn in his heart, when it comes to the degree of devils, you are still better.