It seems that the speciality of the Warm Frost Pavilion makes her think crookedly! Wu Fei didn't want to admit her mistake, so she pretended to be stupid and said: "What is that, sister doesn't understand, can you tell me?" ”

"The medicine is ready, Sister Wu, I'll go to work." The white mask is thin-skinned, and he can't say anything about her, so he points to the medicine pot and turns around to go out.

At this time, Wu Fei's mobile phone rang, she glanced at it, and said with a smile: "Forget it, don't tease you, Sister Wu is also going to pick up customers." ”

"Alas, it's so tiring to go to work and make money! By the way, you kid usually don't always contradict Lao Zhan, it's hard to steal his skills, that's true. When Wu Fei went out, he nodded meaningfully.

She walked outside.

Are you tired of making money? Bai Meng couldn't help but slander that her salary as a manager was more than ten times that of his apprentice, if you count all kinds of other income......

Bai Meng rolled his eyes, too lazy to count, as a migrant worker, Wu Fei was already considered a gold-collar class.

A woman who can live in Warm Frost Pavilion Town is definitely a talent, and in terms of Wu Fei's value, she will definitely not be ashamed of her income.

But it's still Wu Fei's last sentence, Bai Meng doesn't take it very seriously, a little chef, and he also wants to play with himself? Although it needs to be low-key now, some small methods can still be played, and when the time comes, Zhan Kaichang will be slowly cleaned up.

"Zhang Meng, Sister Wu is gone, you kid won't come out to work yet!" Zhan Kaichang's loud voice rang out again, "You want to be fired, right?" ”

"Zhan Tou, I'm here!" Bai Meng agreed.

Although I decided to beat him up, I am now working for others. If you want to get mixed up here, you can't be as happy as you were when you were the boss.

Bai Meng was supported by Zhan Kaichang to go to the scales for a while and chop vegetables for a while, and he didn't have time to raise his head and scolded in his heart. But he can only talk about shaking the big and destroying the strong, and he can only slowly draw it!

That evening, Bai Meng asked for a cup of coffee in the employee rest area, opened a few borrowed books, and sorted out some knowledge about genetic engineering.

I don't want to fight Dota today, and when I return to the dormitory, I will definitely be annoyed by Zhou Cheng to death, so he can only hide here.

Look at it. He suddenly had an idea, and he thought through a point that had plagued him for a long time in the study of third-order injections.

This breakthrough is a problem that he can't figure out even when he scratches his ears and cheeks for many days and nights. At this time, he suddenly realized, his heart was refreshed, he went into the toilet and laughed three times, and immediately wanted to run back to the Daxia laboratory. Put your ideas into practice. Verify it carefully.

It's a pity that he is now doing Warm Frost Pavilion as his junior apprentice, and he can't go out at all without a holiday, and in the eyes of many forces, Bai Meng is already dead, knowing where he is, there are only Wang Mang and a limited number of people, before Duan Qinglong, he can't appear in front of the world as Bai Meng at all, and he can't use the research equipment of the Great Xia Laboratory.

"To get it. They must be given up first, alas. It's better to deduce it on paper first, and record it! ”

Touching the row of delicate injections on his belt, Bai Meng became depressed, obviously there was hope of making a third-order injection immediately, but here, he couldn't use his fists and feet.

I don't want to think so much, he grabbed his own inspiration, took a pen and wrote and painted on the paper unconsciously, although full of urgent thoughts, but he could only draw bread and abandon hunger, and imagined with his head the various precision instruments in his own laboratory, I don't know how long it will be dusty.

Without Bai Qi's auxiliary calculations, it was too difficult to calculate the complex spatial structure required by the third-order injection based on oral arithmetic, Bai Meng calculated for a while, and found that it was estimated that it would not be finished in three months at this rate, and he couldn't help but sigh again.

For any research and experiment in modern times, it is basically not something that can be completed by one person, and only a collective effort can produce new results. Moreover, the subtlety of the human body, all kinds of complex situations are difficult to rely on the human brain to consider all, only with the help of supercomputers, can we find a little clue.

Hurry back to the lab! He has been enjoying life here, and suddenly he has an incomparable miss for his laboratory, just like a drug addiction, he is nostalgic for the feeling of experimentation.

Maybe outsiders don't know the beauty of this, but Bai Meng deeply understands it.

He made up his mind that after learning all the eight major cuisines, he would take some extraordinary measures to climb to a higher level.

"What are you doing, looking at your decadent appearance?" Wu Fei suddenly passed by this small rest area, patted Bai Meng on the shoulder generously, snatched the paper in his hand, and frowned, "What is this?" Chemical formula? ”

"It's nothing, I'm drawing blindly." Bai Meng snatched it back and threw it into the paper basket in a ball.

Wu Fei flattened his mouth: "It's not okay to look at it, stingy." ”

Bai Meng deliberately provoked: "You can't read it." ”

"You're okay, little guy, the university asked! How come I am also a bachelor's degree, and I have eaten more ink than you for many years. ”

After experiencing a misunderstanding in the kitchen, Wu Fei and Bai Meng's relationship became closer and closer, looking at the reference books on Bai Meng's desk, all of which were biology she couldn't understand, as well as a few English journals.

"Really? You didn't deliberately pretend to be forced to attract the attention of beautiful women, right? ”

"You are only pretending to be forced, you are forced yourself, and after pretending to be forced, you are the second force!"

Bai Meng was disturbed by the amount of calculations here, and he and Wu Fei also liked some nonsensical lewd jokes recently, so they couldn't help but spit out. ＼

Wu Fei threw the book on the table and twisted Bai Meng's mouth fiercely: "Do you want to die?" ”

Of course, Bai Meng could hide if he wanted to, but only then did he react, what he said just now was indeed a bit excessive, and sometimes it was quite interesting to tease Wu Fei, so he simply let her punish herself.

After talking for a while, she was bored herself, and leaned on the table and looked at Bai Meng: "Shall we go eat ice cream?" ”

The big eyes were shining, and Bai Meng had the urge to kiss him.

couldn't bear to refuse, Bai Meng and Wu Fei went out for a walk, until they sent her home, the dormitory had turned off the lights, and Zhou Cheng was destined to not get a little friend to play Dota with him.

After the morning exercise the next day, I suddenly remembered to eat breakfast outside, so I didn't go back to the cafeteria but slipped out. When he returned to the dormitory and wanted to take a bath, he found that Zhou Cheng was sleeping like a dead pig without his own name, so he had to make a lot of effort to wake up this guy, and the two went to the kitchen together.

Although he was not late, Bai Meng found a depressed thing, the hand cloth on the platform was no longer clean, and he scolded secretly, so he had to pick a piece of relatively less rich color from the colorful thousands of flowers, and went to the pool to clean it with bleach.

A hand cloth, to be exact, a towel. The reason why it is called a hand cloth is not only that it omits the word "wipe" or "wipe" in front of it, but more importantly, it is basically in a state of keeping the hand in the daily work of the chef. Just like a mouse pad on a computer, brake pads on a car, and a bra pad on a cup, although not a part of the body, it is an indispensable match when using it.

Hand cloth can be wiped on the lotus table, steaming things, roasting suckling pig and other work pads, and want to pick up or lift the wok, to achieve free use and continuous stir-fry and wrist is not tired, the folding method of the hand cloth is quite critical, both small and full of tension.

There is a saying in the kitchen: to understand the level of a wok master, look at the folding method of hand cloth.

Other functions of the hand cloth include wiping excess water from the plate and the juice splashed on the edge of the plate after serving; The cutting board is padded on the meat when cutting frozen meat, which is neither cool nor slippery; If the pants are accidentally stained with flour, the effect of wet hand cloth dusting is very good; When the leather shoes are dirty, the hand cloth is wiped smoothly and cleanly

So many times, a white handcloth is like a palette, and all kinds of sauces are stuck to it, and nothing can be restored to its original appearance except bleach. Hand cloths in the kitchen are distributed according to the quantity, but there is no arrangement of people, and those who come early can get relatively clean, while those who come late like Bai Meng can only wash themselves or endure the abstract artistic colors on it.

Bai Meng finally washed the hand cloth, and when he heard a light cough, Zhan Kaichang walked into the kitchen. He first confirmed the banquet order at noon today, then checked the situation of all kinds of leftover ingredients in the refrigerator, and quickly assigned tasks to each post of water table, cutting board, Shangshi, and Lotus, and carried out the pretreatment of raw materials and the preparation of semi-finished products.

With a few "yes, master", all the apprentices started moving.

When he took over the morning's task list from Zhan Kaichang, Bai Meng was stunned for a moment, and said with a strange smile: "Zhan Tou, do you have so little to live today?" ”

It turned out that in the past few days, Zhan Kaichang had "increased" Bai Meng every day, and Huo Qing had to remove at least four catties when they processed two catties of beef.

"There are fewer people eating today." Zhan Kai laughed heartily and laughed twice.

Bai Meng glanced at him, and found that he could not see any disappointment or sadness on the face of the master, so he did not speak again, and obediently returned to his chopping board.

Wu Fei asked him to stop colliding with the leader, and he just resolutely carried out his task, there was no need for everyone to get off the stage.

Looking at Bai Meng's back at work, Zhan Kaichang knew that he was suffering. Today he did not embarrass Bai Meng, and the tasks assigned to him were as many as others, because after a few days, he found that Bai Meng's hands were very fast, fast enough to have unlimited potential, and yesterday one person did the work of four people, all of which could be completed within the specified time, and it was clean and neat, and there was no sign of perfunctory coaxing.

He didn't seem to know what fatigue was, and he didn't resist, just gritted his teeth and fought against the ingredients assigned to him.

Seeing his knife skills and speed, even Zhan Kaichang felt his eyelids jump, this kid is not the reincarnation of Ku Ding, the ability brought out of his mother's womb, or he concealed his identity, which culinary family came here to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger? (To be continued......)