Before coming to the Nine Immortals Pavilion, Jiao Xiang told Mu Fan that if he wanted to learn the dish of clouds and fire, he would go to a ginger chef. Presumably he is a connoisseur of this dish, or even the initiator.

Sure enough, hearing Mu Fan's question, the maid said respectfully: "Gongzi Hui, there is indeed a Jiang chef, and the cloud and fire you just ordered is from his handwriting." ”

"Oh. Mu Fan nodded, pointed to the empty plate on the table, and asked, "Then who made this dish of sand meat?"

Hearing this, the maid panicked a little. Ever since she became a waiter at the Nine Immortals Pavilion, few people had asked for a chef by name. Unless there is one case, and that is when the customer is not satisfied with the dish. Or someone wants to pick a bone in the egg and deliberately provokes trouble. Those who can eat in the Nine Immortal Pavilion are all rich and powerful figures. If you encounter troublemakers, it is not a small trouble.

However, to be able to work in the Nine Immortals Pavilion, the service quality of the maid must not be said. Although his heart was tight, he still replied respectfully: "This dish of sand meat is made by another chef, not Chef Jiang." ”

"Oh. Mu Fan secretly said that he was a little troublesome, since Jiao Xiang asked him to find Chef Jiang to learn dishes, then he must be sure. As for whether the other chef is willing to teach himself, it's hard to say.

"Dare to ask Childe, is there anything you are not satisfied with the dishes?" Seeing Mu Fan's thoughtful expression, the maid next to him couldn't help but ask cautiously.

"Huh?" Mu Fan was slightly stunned, looked up at the somewhat nervous maid, and immediately knew the worry in her words, after all, he was a foreman, so he naturally knew that customers looking for chefs were not good, so he hurriedly waved his hand and said: "Don't be afraid, I'm not picky, I'm very satisfied with these two dishes, and you recommend them very well." ”

When the maid heard this, she breathed a sigh of relief, "Then I don't know what happened when the son asked the chef?"

"There are some cooking things that I want to ask. Mu Fan stood up and asked, "Can I trouble you and help me introduce me?"

"Childe is serious, if you want to see the chef without bothering Childe to move, I can invite the two chefs in. The maid hurriedly saluted: "I just want to ask the prince to wait for a while." ”

The purpose of Nine Immortals Pavilion has always been to put customers first, not only the service staff, but also the chefs and shopkeepers, as long as the customers want to see them, they will come in person. Generally, if you don't ask too much, they will agree.

This stems from the top salary given by Jiuxian Pavilion in the same industry in Luxiang City. With a high salary, you naturally have to be obedient. It was also because of this that when the Nine Immortals Pavilion invited Jiao Xiang to join, he flatly refused. Jiao Xiang's personality is relatively straight, and his positioning as a chef is relatively positive. He only cooks, let alone customers, and sometimes the boss comes, and he doesn't bother to take care of it.

"Okay, I'm not in a hurry, I'll come back to see me when they're done with their work. Mu Fan knows that it is the peak season for dining, and every chef has a lot of orders in hand. If you call Chef Jiang and them now, it will definitely not be appropriate. As the saying goes, if you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, you can't leave a bad impression on Chef Jiang. Besides, only after they are busy with the work at hand can they have the strength to teach themselves no.

The maid took the order and went out respectfully. Mu Fan was bored, so he simply leaned back in his chair, opened the system mall, and browsed the kitchenware and props at will. Now he has money in hand, and Shangque has become his own ATM. The consumption power can be said to have risen in a straight line, anyway, the silver ticket cannot be exchanged for RMB, except for consumption in the city, it can only be used to buy items in the system mall.

Mu Fan drank tea while shopping on Taobao, browsing the goods at will. About half an hour later, there was a soft knock on the door. Everything is good in the city, but you don't have to walk without a sound. Sometimes he suddenly turned around and saw one up close, which could scare Mu Fan enough.

"Please come in. Mu Fan turned off the system and spoke.

The door opened, and the maid walked in with two cooks dressed in white robes and black aprons. The two chefs, one on the left and one on the right, stood with their heads bowed respectfully. Mu Fan noticed that the cook on the left was about forty years old, with a big head and a round face, a double chin and no neck, and the general's belly was very high. In response to Uncle Benshan's famous saying, he has a big head and a thick neck, and he is not a big man.

The one standing next to the round face was a little younger, in his early thirties. With a long face and a pointed chin, and a very thin figure, it is not an exaggeration to describe him with skin and bones. These two went to this station, the fat one looked fatter, and the thin one looked thinner, like a hemp rod standing next to the noodle jar, which was slightly funny.

"Childe, the two chefs have brought you in. The maid replied.

"Well, you go get busy. After Mu Fan sent the maid out, he came to the two chefs with a smile and said politely: "My name is Mu Fan, and I have met two chefs." ”

"Meet Mu Gongzi. The two saluted back.

"You're Chef Jiang, right?" Mu Fan said with a smile at the thin man: "Jiao Xiang is my master, and I came to visit you on purpose." ”

The thin man was slightly stunned, and turned his head to look at the fat man next to him.

"Oh, you are Jiao Laoxin's apprentice, look up to you for a long time. The fat man next to him said with small eyes.

"Eh, are you Chef Jiang?" Mu Fan looked at the fat man, his expression a little surprised.

The fat man arched his hand and said: "In Xia Jiang Geyi, I have studied under Jiao Lao for a period of time. ”

The corners of Mu Fan's mouth twitched, originally he thought that the thin man was a ginger chef who made cold dishes. I didn't expect it to be the other way around, it's hard to imagine. How did he, a chef who makes meat, feed himself to this thin appearance.

"I'm sorry, I just took the liberty of it. Mu Fan said with some embarrassment, it is really a person who cannot be disfigured, based on what he sees on the surface, preconceived ideas are always easy to deviate.

"No problem, my body size and sand meat are indeed relatively similar. Jiang Geyi smiled and said, "This is Han Zhuang, Chef Han." The sand meat you just tasted is his specialty. ”

"Oh. Mu Fan looked at Han Zhuang and said from the bottom of his heart: "I admire the skills of Han Chef. ”

"Mu Gongzi is in love. Han Zhuang replied modestly.

"Young Master Mu, I just heard from the maid, you have some doubts and want to ask us?" Jiang Geyi asked.

"It's not a doubt. Mu Fan replied with a smile: "Meet the two of you, there is something to ask for below." ”

"What's the matter, Mu Gongzi said. "Jiang Geyi is very happy, he used to be the chef of the taste building, and he has followed Jiao Xiang for a period of time, and has received a lot of guidance from him, which can be said to have benefited a lot. So when it comes to focus, Django Yi admires it very much. Although he didn't have the opportunity to worship under Jiao Xiang's door, he has always regarded him as a master in his heart. Now that I see Mu Fan, I am naturally very close to my heart.

"I want to learn about clouds and sand meat. Mu Fan took a half step back, saluted the two of them, and said sincerely: "I hope the two chefs can teach me." ”