At the same time, he also took this opportunity to sort out the various knowledge he had learned in the past year. At the beginning, he used spiritual injections to absorb most of the messy knowledge, and it was difficult for the poor to understand the work of a lifetime of complex essence, and Bai Meng just stuffed it into his brain indiscriminately, and he had no time to systematically organize and study.

Now that I have entered the Warm Frost Pavilion, my company and experiments are temporarily out of contact, and in my spare time, I will read books and think about things, which is also comfortable.

I kept reading until more than two o'clock, and Zhou Cheng had already fallen asleep. This guy doesn't have any scheming, he is familiar with everyone, and Bai Meng can know many people here through him.

But the consequence of being too familiar with this is that he is really a bit pestering. After playing Dota with Bai Meng, he was amazed by Bai Meng's skills, often pestering him to go up the ladder together to brush points, Bai Meng maintained the frequency of two games a day and played with him, about an hour or so, never play more, no matter whether he won or lost, he had no interest in continuing, Zhou Cheng, who had a strict life and rest, scolded incredible, and admired Bai Meng who read books when he had nothing to do.

Slept until half past five, Bai Meng got up, and after washing, it was time to practice boxing. One of the things he is very satisfied with is that the greenery here is very comfortable, and there is a feeling of being just right when walking in it.

When he practiced in the morning, he mostly picked his back to a quiet place, and accidentally saw a gray figure flash away from his side, and he couldn't find it, at that moment, he saw the shadow of some extremely clever light martial arts, and knew that there were many hidden masters here, and immediately gave birth to a kind of competition.

But now it's disguised here. The idea was eventually abandoned. It's just that in the future, I will be more careful in practicing boxing, only to achieve fitness and maintain my strength without declining, and not to practice too advanced boxing techniques. In case someone with a heart finds out, a small apprentice is a clever master of national arts, which is obviously the reason for revealing his identity.

After practicing boxing, I ran around this garden, about ten kilometers or so, and went back to take a shower, called Zhou Cheng to get up, have breakfast together and then go to work in the kitchen.

That's the simple apprenticeship life here.

A chef. It's not just about stir-frying, there's a lot of classification in it.

Compared with the northern cuisine, which likes to be divided into 'red case' and 'white case', the kitchen structure of Warm Frost Pavilion is close to that of Cantonese cuisine. The division is very detailed, and the "red case" alone is subdivided into cutting boards, upper shi, loading, burning brine, water tables, and so on.

Most of the new apprentices in the kitchen have to do the first type of work to do is the water table, with white eyes and hand strength, that can stab the twelve acupoints in a minute. It's trying to hide. At the end of a week, he was still favored by the master of the three pots, according to his teachings, Bai Meng was full of spiritual energy, dexterous and eyesight, and he was a manufacturable material, so he transferred Bai Meng to the cutting board, which was temporarily upgraded to a level.

The so-called cutting board is actually your own cutting board, which uses various knife methods to process the ingredients as needed. Cutting boards are also graded. From the first anvil, the second anvil, the third anvil to the end anvil, it is really a bit of "Jianghu gas". The position of the cutting board is the most direct reflection of a chef's ability. It is also directly related to wages. Bai Meng, a junior apprentice, can only stand at the end of the anvil now, if he becomes a regular, he can get 5,000 yuan a month, he peeked at the salary of the head anvil master, how much he didn't see clearly, but there were five digits before the decimal point.

Compared with the apprentices of the same period, Bai Meng was the first to experience from the water platform. For example, Zhou Cheng, most of them are still killing fish and crabs in the water platform.

"Cut it before half past nine!" Zhou Cheng put a large basket of melons, fruits and vegetables in front of Bai Meng, glanced at him with a little envy, and left without saying anything.

The rhythmic impact of the kitchen knife and the cutting board sounded, and Bai Meng still liked the rhythm.

There is a time when Bai Meng feels that he is quite happy to be the boss, except that Bai Qi can call himself, Qin Xinyue occasionally has the courage to call himself a few words, but others dare not care about him as a big boss. Work when you want, rest when you want, and go out for a spin when you're bored, although Bai Meng has always worked hard consciously.

But it's different in other people's kitchens, you have to do work, the master says that apprentices can't resist, and the 2,000 yuan salary a month, Bai Meng feels that the labor he is responsible for is too much of a waste of resources, but over time he gets used to it, his hand speed has come up, and he can finish it a lot in advance.

But there is also a disadvantage to doing it early, other people's work will be piled up to you, and you will be jealous and hated by others. Later, Bai Meng also learned well, doing while playing, and maintaining almost the same rate as others, and this little life was more comfortable.

The money received in the first month, Bai Meng invited a few familiar apprentices and the master of the three pots to invite a meal, which was regarded as a rage of favorability, and a table of people returned drunk, originally the master wanted to invite them to a big health care, but this group of apprentices was tender, so they didn't go.

I don't know why, he feels that his hand speed is faster than usual today, and he can also perceive the texture of the ingredients more sensitively, and follow the texture of the ingredients themselves, which not only processes faster, but also retains the most perfect umami taste of the food.

Bai Meng likes the sense of rhythm when chopping vegetables more and more, and unconsciously renders it, as if he has gained momentum in martial arts, and he has played arcade with continuous skills. He was excited to finish cutting the basket, and as soon as he breathed a sigh of relief, another pot of meat was brought in front of him.

"You're the fastest, come on!" didn't bother to see who it was, Bai Meng found that his speed of cutting vegetables was a quarter faster than others, and he couldn't help but wail and move the knife again.

By the time I was done, it was almost eleven o'clock. Seeing that there was no work in front of him, Bai Meng hurriedly went out to the kitchen, it was the busy time of noon, and serving the side dishes was the same as fighting, and he needed to recover some strength.

"Amon, congratulations to the master!" As soon as he lit a cigarette, a drunken voice sounded behind him.

Bai Meng looked back and said, "Master Zhuang, came to work so early today?" ”

The person who came was tall and strong, with a red face and a rosacea, with the smell of wine that lasted all year round, but he was a great benefactor of Baimeng, and Zhuang Anmin, the three-pot master who gave him a lot of guidance.

Zhuang Anmin smiled proudly: "I specially reported good news to you, your master passed the English test, and today I started to go to the Western restaurant to mix with the foreign master." ”

"Congratulations to the master!" Bai Meng is really happy for Zhuang Anmin, not to mention the ease of Western food, and the salary is fully thirty percent higher, but he is fluent in spoken English, so I don't know how many chefs who want to turn over are blocked over there.

"Not for anything else, just to stop looking at Zhan Kaichang's stinky face." Zhuang Anmin said.

"It's a pity that the apprentice is still in the sea of suffering!" Bai Meng sighed, Zhan Kaichang is the head pot master of the kitchen, and the kitchen manager has been absent recently, and the entire kitchen is under his management, and many people have complained.

Zhuang Anmin nodded sympathetically, and suddenly smiled: "Give you the treasure of the sect." ”

Hand Bai Meng a key.

Bai Meng looked down and found that there was a number next to the key, and said strangely: "This is not the storage box key?" I've got one too. ”

"Hehe, there's something for you, go check it out!" Zhuang Anmin patted Bai Meng on the shoulder and walked away with a male duck.

Bai Meng was stunned for a while, and when he reacted, Zhuang Anmin had already walked away, so he had to shout: "Thank you, master!" ”

Zhuang Anmin shook his hand in a chic manner, but he didn't pay attention to the road ahead, and suddenly hit the pillar.

"Why don't you open your eyes when you walk?" In an instant, Zhuang Anmin's loud voice sounded, and when he saw that it was a pillar, his anger immediately became dumb.

Bai Meng laughed, and Zhuang Anmin replied angrily: "No conscience! He finally restrained his smile.

Not in the mood to watch the master play treasure again, Bai Meng ran to the storage box with the key and opened the cabinet that originally belonged to Zhuang Anmin.

A cardboard box was lying inside, and Bai Meng picked it up to realize that this was actually a knife sleeve made of waste cardboard boxes, which contained a fine kitchen knife from Hong Kong's "Chen Zhiji".

The kitchen knives in the kitchen are also graded, and the master chefs are all issued by Hong Kong "Chen Zhi Kee", and their apprentices use brands like "Double Lions" in the mainland, which look similar, and the feel is really different, belonging to the kind of "who uses who knows".

After working as a cook for a month, Bai Meng also fell in love with these knives and wanted to buy one for fun. After using the weapons made of insect devouring alloys, it is really unpleasant to play with these ordinary kitchen knives, just like a person who is used to driving F1 wants to drive a Xiali, and it feels really aggrieved.

But his disguised identity was a small apprentice, and he was still very poor, and it was impossible for him to have the money to buy a knife, so he could only endure it.

Now Zhuang Anmin gave him a handful, which can be regarded as relieving the itch of Bai Meng. His knife is very well polished and maintained, no different from a new knife, and it is so comfortable to fall in his hand.

Touching this knife, Bai Meng was very grateful to Zhuang Anmin, this guy was really good to himself, although he was a friend of his identity.

When a chef gives away his knife to someone else, it shows that this relationship has gone beyond ordinary friendship and has risen to friendship!

Before he could be beautiful enough, he heard the roar of "Zhang Meng, Zhang Meng" coming from outside the storage room.

Bai Meng was startled, only to realize that he seemed to have been staying for a long time, and trotted out of the storage room.

In the middle of the kitchen, a tall thin man with eight eyebrows was knocking the frying spoon loudly, and roared angrily: "Zhang Meng, that kid is deserting again, isn't it?" I can't find anyone with mountain-like materials, such a person, when the three-month probationary period expires, I will definitely fire him! ”

At this time, the kitchen was not busy, and a group of people who were idle saw Bai Meng coming over with a gloating look.

"Zhan Tou, the wok master has also done something?" Bai Meng turned out, neither humble nor arrogant.

This person is Zhan Kaichang, he seems to have always been blind to Bai Meng, and if he has the slightest chance, he will pick his thorn. (To be continued......)