Chapter Ninety-Nine: Do It Yourself
Wang Ming's voice fell, which made the anxiety on the faces of Li Mei and Xue Lan on the side even stronger, and the bald man Lao Bei nodded slowly, and when the anger on his face gradually faded, a smile appeared, and seeing this, the two people beside him were slightly stunned, and immediately looked at Wang Ming's gaze, with regret, for this old friend for many years, they are very clear, the latter does things by unscrupulous means, and should be regarded as a little famous in the circle, to tell the truth, In this society that would rather offend a gentleman than a villain, it is not a wise move to lose the face of a person like Lao Bei who cherishes face.
"Everyone has their own ambitions, I hope you won't regret it after you missed this opportunity, okay, we're almost done, and we're leaving."
The bald man Lao Bei slowly spoke, and as his voice came out, when he stood up, he walked towards Wang Ming, and the moment he approached Wang Ming, he stretched out his hand and patted Wang Ming's shoulder, and then a meaningful smile appeared on his face.
"Young man, do it yourself."
Lao Bei's voice fell, and when he walked out first, Li Meimu swept past Wang Ming with disgust, and immediately with a smile on his face, he guided the bald male Lao Bei in front of him to the steps on the second floor, and led them down.
Seeing the three of them leaving, Wang Ming shrugged his shoulders noncommittally, and immediately sat down on the chair next to him, a trace of sleepiness in his body made his whole person look at it with a faint tiredness, but in those dark eyes, there was light passing by from time to time.
"Why did you give up such a good opportunity? If you can integrate into that circle, it will be of great benefit to you in the future, you actually gave up..."
Xue Lan took a deep breath, and then looked at Wang Ming and walked slowly, his slender waist with a specific rhythm, when this moment came, he stood still in front of Wang Ming, his beautiful little face was puzzled, his small mouth was slightly raised, and when he spoke, Wang Ming shook his head helplessly.
"Silly Lan'er, can't you see it? This is obviously to sell favors to Yufulou, this kind of thing, how could I agree to it myself, and besides, do you think that a person with a character like him can sell this favor so lightly? You're too innocent. ”
Wang Ming shook his head, and then a smile appeared on his face, and when he looked at Xue Lan on the side, he said slowly, and as her voice fell, Xue Lan was slightly stunned, and when she looked at Wang Ming's gaze, she also had a little more smile.
"And, to be honest, I really can't be interested in that kind of exchange party, most of those guys who are above the top have been holding the top to learn, and most of the people with this kind of character will not look down on a chef like Yufulou, who is a lower grade, and will only suffer from white eyes and exclusion when he goes, besides, my store has just opened, and I am at the most critical juncture, how can I give up my weight to participate in that exchange meeting?"
Wang Ming's voice came out again, and as his words fell, Xue Lan also nodded, and gradually understood at this moment, what Wang Ming said was not unreasonable, for the sake of his own development now, that kind of exchange meeting fell behind.
And just when Wang Ming finished speaking, Li Mei's figure appeared outside the door of the lotus hall at some point, and she who sent away Lao Bei and the three of them also put all the income that Wang Ming said in her ears, and after weighing it in her heart, she also understood the decision made by Wang Ming.
"Okay, it's not early, let's get ready to get off work and rest, and I'll continue to work tomorrow."
Li Mei's voice fell, and the two people on the side also nodded, and when they got up, they looked at the time, it was not too late, and they slowly walked downstairs.
The night breeze was slightly cool, blowing in, after the master of the five fires left, in front of the door of the Yufu Building, there were the familiar five people left, because the male and female dormitories were very close, Zhong Ge volunteered to take on the task of escorting Xue Lan back, and the three fat pouted at this, as for Xue Lan, he looked at Wang Ming in silence, and saw the warm smile on the latter's face, so he nodded.
The group parted at the door, Li Mei and Wang Ming slowly left side by side in the distance, and looking at the figures of the two leaving, Xue Lan had an indescribable feeling in his heart.
Early the next morning, Wang Ming came to the shop, and after getting ready, he looked at the confident Meika on the side, and after a brief explanation again, he went to the Yufu Building.
The career of a chef is like this, high-end hotels because of the formal, and the consumption level is quite high, the requirements are refined and meticulous, the number of diners is not large, but the quality is very high, often a table of meals, often thousands of times is not unusual.
As the chefs of restaurants, especially this kind of working-class Chinese restaurant, not only has requirements for the quality of the dishes, but more importantly, the base of diners is huge, which has also caused a common phenomenon of busyness.
The August weather is still extremely hot, and the hall is already full of seats, and the finished dishes are transported from the service port, and the busy figures of the waiters and waiters are delivered to the tables where the diners are located.
The air in the kitchen is filled with scorching heat, almost everyone is seriously busy with the work at hand, and the catering has another name, called Qinxing, which means that this is a hard-working industry, and must have the spirit of hardship and hard work, and there are also requirements for the technology of each position.
Putting the dishes in the pot into the plate again, Wang Ming took out the towel under the cooking table, wiped off the sweat stains dripping from his face, and when he looked up, everyone was nervously busy in their posts, without a trace of relaxation.
Moving his shoulders and feeling the slight soreness coming from it, Wang Ming took a deep breath, and when he turned around, he entered the busy work again.
I remember a witty quote about the kitchen staff:
The flowers and colors hang on the branches, the festival is homesick, others gather at home, and I look at the oil in the pot.
Cooking everything with wonderful hands, spending spring and autumn in the kitchen, mixing life with all kinds of flavors, and the juice is thick and affectionate.
Business is busy, time flies, and unconsciously, with the reduction of the menu in the kitchen, there are also a lot fewer dishes on the back cooking table.
At this moment, as the peak period passed, looking at the many raw materials behind them, ignoring the heat in the kitchen and their own exhaustion, they were preparing the ingredients for the afternoon again.
Wang Ming put the last dish on the plate, and after explaining the preparation of the staff meal to Sanfat, he looked at his watch, it was almost time to get off work, he hurriedly cleaned up, said to the head chef Li Long, and went to the kitchen.
"I don't know, Meka is there, how is it at noon today."