The kitchen knife was put in the refrigerator for three or four minutes when it was not icing, and when he felt that his eyes were burning, he washed his face with cold water, and in less than fifty minutes, Yin Xin cut all the two large pots of onions into thin slices and brought them to Wang Xiaotian:

"Chef, what do you think?"

"What's the matter, what else can you do with an onion, go and go, take it away, don't smoke people here!" Wang Xiaotian hurriedly waved his hand.

Yin Xin smiled slightly, handed over two large pots of onions to the apprentice in charge of preparing the ingredients, and sent them to prepare. At this time, Xiao Wu, who had been washing vegetables, secretly walked over and whispered:

"Brother Xin, I don't think these two chefs are good people, they want to make things difficult for you everywhere, for fear that you will rob them of their jobs, do you want me to teach them a lesson?"

"Not really. You've just arrived at the Kyushu Kaikan, and you're thinking about how to do your job well, not how to make trouble. This job is not easy to come by, if you don't like them, learn their skills, and surpass them is what you should consider, not break the jar! Yin Xin taught sternly.

"But, Brother Xin, just swallowed this breath?" Xiao Wu frowned.

"Don't worry, if you do too much injustice, you will kill yourself, and they won't be proud for a few days. Just wait and see, it won't be long before Sun Zhuo dares or not, these two chefs will be kicked out of the Kyushu Guild Hall! Yin Xin glanced at the two chefs who were lazily sitting in the chairs supervising the work of the cooks, and said coldly.

"All the chefs should pay attention, it's almost twelve o'clock, the dining rush is coming, the kitchen is paying attention to the preparation, the food server, the order taker, the waiter and the etiquette are all ready, ready to welcome the flow of customers!" Suddenly, the radio inside the hotel rang out, and Sun Zhuo's voice was heard.

"Cut, what kind of dining peak is there in this restaurant now, ridiculous......" glanced at his mouth disdainfully, and stretched lazily with Zhang Da.

However, even though the Kyushu Kaikan has been reduced to this point, there are still many regular customers who come to eat at noon every day. So soon, Yin Xin saw a prosperous scene in the back kitchen of the hotel that he had never seen before......

Snowflake orders are quickly handed into the back kitchen from the outside, where they are broken down and distributed to the assembly lines by the biller:

"Order No. 59, Kung Pao Chicken, Red Case Group 3! Pumpkin balls, white case group 1! ”

In the back kitchen, chefs are roughly divided into two categories, one is the chef who is in charge of the red case, and the other is the chef who is in charge of the white case. The red chef refers to the chef who is in charge of dishes such as meat, stir-fry, roast, steam, and plating, and the white chef is the chef who is in charge of making dim sum, pasta, dumplings, wontons, and other small dim sum zuò. Yin Xin has mainly learned the direction of the red case since he was a child, and he has not been involved in the white case much, so he temporarily asked Yin Xin to do the white case that morning, and Yin Xin was so flustered.

After the reporter divides the task, the chef team who receives the task immediately starts to work, helping the kitchen to be responsible for the whole material, preparing the ingredients, and after the completion of the order, hand it over to the assistant chef, turn on the stove, and cook. After cooking, the apprentice will stick a small note on the edge of the plate, put the dish into the food machine and pass it to the upper waiter, after the waiter picks up the food, tears off the small note, and according to the order number written on the note, the dish is delivered to the diners' tables.

The original task of the head chef and the sous chef was to cook some difficult recipes and drive many sous chefs to take action, but now in the Kyushu Hall, the two head chefs have basically stopped doing it, but supervised the cooking of each chef and corrected their inadequacies. Unless there are old customers and VIP customers who come to the restaurant for dinner and ask the chef to entertain them, these two chefs will reluctantly wash their hands and cook in person, and the general process is similar to the above.

After Yin Xin finished cutting the onions, he began to help the sous chefs start stir-frying. Yin Xin grew up in the kitchen since he was a child and is familiar with various recipes and dishes, so even if it was the first time he saw these recipes and ingredients, Yin Xin quickly mastered the specific methods and immediately started stir-frying. At first, Yin Xin was still a little rusty, but when Yin Xin made three hibiscus chicken slices, two crab roe fragrant wheat, and an egg yolk baked pot, he gradually began to become familiar with this complete set of recipes.

"Hmph, that kid is quite happy to be busy." Zhang Dayong sat coldly behind the stove, took off his chef's hat and said while fanning the wind. In the kitchen, the flames are stacked, so the temperature is very high, and even if several exhaust fans are running at full capacity, they can't withstand the boiling heat.

"If he is willing to work, he will be happy to work, what does he do?" Wang Xiaotian looked at Yin Xin coldly and said.

"I said Lao Wang, this kid won't be here to steal the teacher, right? In just a while, he has mastered the practice of five or six stir-fried dishes, and in the long run, he still has to learn all the recipes that Old Man Sun has collected for the Kyushu Hall in his life? Zhang Dayong frowned.

"Let him go to school, what does it matter to us. Even if he memorizes all the recipes, do you think he can do better than us who have been doing it for more than 20 years? And Lao Zhang, we all have our own ability to press down, and if we don't take it out, I'm afraid that this kid can turn the sky upside down? Wang Xiaotian sneered.

"Well, that's right."

At this moment, Yin Xin is going all out to treat every order. From childhood to adulthood, the things he made were just for parents, teachers, and judges to taste, they chewed slowly, and didn't care about time, but now it's different, Yin Xin is facing a raging flow of customers, shouting hungry mouths, they are old and young, men and women, with different tastes and preferences......

"So-chef Yin, you've worked hard, can you have a soda?"

Looking at Yin Xin, who had been busy on the stove non-stop, Lu Xiaoya handed over a glass of soda. Yin Xin finished all the work at hand in one go, then wiped the sweat on his forehead, took the glass of soda, and said with a smile:

"Thank you."

After speaking, Yin Xin instructed the reporter to rest for ten minutes, let him pay attention to the order, and then sat down and began to drink soda and rest. In fact, even if Yin Xin doesn't do anything, just pretends to be big and guides everywhere like two chefs, no one will have any complaints, and in just one hour, Yin Xin has helped each team complete many tasks, so there is no one in each group who doesn't like Yin Xin, and they all wish that this young chef with excellent means would come to help him again......

"Sous Chef Yin, you're a student of Penglai Pavilion, right?" Lu Xiaoya smiled.

"Yes, it's a first-year student at Penglai Pavilion." As he spoke, Yin Xin gulped the soda and drank it down.

"I'm also a first-year student in Penglai Pavilion, and I'm Lu Xiaoya, who majored in the direction of white cases." Lu Xiaoya smiled and stretched out her hand.

"Oh, it turned out to be a classmate! I'm Yin Xin, who is also cultivating. Yin Xin hurriedly stretched out his hand to shake hands with Lu Xiaoya.

"Then let's count ourselves as acquaintances." Lu Xiaoya smiled a little shyly.

"Of course. Xiaoya, how long have you been here? Yin Xin asked.

"I've been working here since I was in high school, and now it's been three years now, and I've just been promoted to sous chef. I'm really far behind Chef Yin, who has been appreciated by the boss since he first arrived, and Chef Yin will definitely become a great chef in the future. Lu Xiaoya said modestly.

"It's just luck. Also, just call me Yin Xin. Yin Xin waved his hand.

"No, let's call you Chef Yin, the kitchen has strict rules, and it's not easy to overcome." Lu Xiaoya hurriedly waved her hand.

Yin Xin smiled bitterly and shook his head. It seems that this girl is really scared by those two bastards who can only pretend to be scary......

(The first more, highly recommended!) ）

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