Different from the cold and deserted appearance in the front, the back kitchen is busy, two large ox carts for purchasing ingredients are parked in the open space at the kitchen door, and several kitchen boys are quickly carrying the baskets full of ingredients on the cart. Only one of the chefs came, but a group of apprentices under him couldn't be lazy, all of them were preparing for today's dishes and snacks, and the kitchen was filled with the sound of chopping vegetables and the clashing of pots and pans.

Shopkeeper Li said that he took Du Qiyue to know the people in the back kitchen, and now the only ones he can know are the only chef and those apprentices.

The chef's name is Lei Cheng, and he is the best at stewing dishes, and the soups in several town stores in Zuifu Building are all from his hands. The most important thing about this stew is the heat and time, so Lei Cheng usually comes early to prepare.

Shopkeeper Li pulled Du Qiyue to Lei Cheng's side, and said to Lei Cheng, who was stirring a large vat of soup with a big iron spoon: "Come on, Lao Lei, I will introduce you to someone, this is the rich son Xiaoyue, who has been to us before, I think you also know it." From today onwards, Xiaoyue will work in our restaurant and be responsible for the dim sum piece, you will take care of it more in the future! ”

Lei Cheng looked at Du Qiyue with a smile, shook the big iron spoon in his hand and put it in the basin on the side, and said: "Old Du's family, I heard that you used to study in the academy, and your father always praised you for reading well, why did you come here to work?" ”

"Hello Master Lei, I still have to read the book, but this year I can't go to the academy to keep my filial piety, and now my family is in some difficulty, so I want to come out and earn some money to make a living. Young Master Wu was kind-hearted and agreed to let me help here for a while, and asked Master Lei to take care of him more in the future. Du Qiyue made a gesture at Lei Cheng, spoke softly, and looked like a gentle scholar.

"Lao Du's craftsmanship is good, you are his son, and his craftsmanship must not be bad, don't worry, I will take care of you in the future." Don't call me Master Lei, just call me uncle. Lei Cheng patted his chest and said, he used to have a good relationship with Du Fugui, and he could still take care of Du Qiyue in the kitchen.

Although Du Qiyue, a few masters in this kitchen, didn't know him, but the original owner had heard Du Fugui say some things about these chefs, and he knew that Lei Cheng was a good person, because of his ancestral soup cooking skills, and he was also a little decent in the Zuifu Building, and it was a good thing for him to deal with Du Qiyue. So Du Qiyue was as good as a stream, and made a gesture to Lei Cheng, and said: "Then thank Uncle Lei first, I don't know the rules when I first arrived, and I asked Uncle Lei to mention more." ”

After seeing Lei Cheng, Shopkeeper Li introduced a few more apprentices to Du Qiyue, and went to the front to get busy.

Du Qiyue greeted the apprentices and got to know the rest of the miscellaneous workers in the kitchen, then rolled up his sleeves and walked to the two apprentices who were in charge of dim sum to help with some work.

One of these two apprentices is called Da Mao and the other is called Laishun, Da Mao is Du Fugui's apprentice before, after Du Fugui died, he also went to Du Qiyue's house to visit him several times, Du Qiyue and he are still familiar with each other. Lai Shun was the apprentice brought by the new pastry chef, and Du Qiyue had never seen him before.

Da Mao saw that Du Qiyue was going to work, so he smiled and moved aside a little, wanting Du Qiyue to sit next to him. But Lai Shun immediately stretched out his hand to block Du Qiyue's hand, and said in a slightly sour tone: "Don't you dare to ask Du Langjun to help, this is the work that the master ordered us two apprentices to do, Du Langjun, you are not an apprentice, just sit aside and rest!" ”

Lai Shun's exclusion table is very obvious, Du Qiyue is not an apprentice, but he is not a chef either, he is at most a second chef, help the chef share some work and then make some fresh snacks under Wu Mingyao's orders, in principle, he really doesn't have to do the work of apprentices, but if he really doesn't do it at all, it will definitely make people feel lazy and arrogant. There are so many pairs of eyes in this kitchen, and there may be how many people want to grab his pigtails, and he can't let them get their way.

Lai Shun's attitude made Da Mao very embarrassed, he smiled at Du Qiyue a little embarrassed, and said: "Du Langjun, these fillings are stipulated by the master that we must make them ourselves, and we can't let others help make them, don't mind." Why don't Du Langjun dig jujube cores with me, I will send a lot of dried jujubes today, and the master should make a few snacks related to jujube later. ”

"It's okay, then let's dig up dates." Du Qiyue nodded.

Da Mao breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head and brought a basket of red dates, took Du Qiyue to a corner of the kitchen, and only whispered to Du Qiyue after sitting down: "Du Langjun, don't be surprised if you have a bad attitude towards Laishun, he is such a person." ”

"Brother Da Mao, don't call me Langjun, you are a few years older than me, just call me Xiaoyue." Du Qiyue said, master and apprentice are like father and son, and Du Qiyue is half a brother of Da Mao, and Du Langjun has been screaming, which is really a little twisted.

"Alas, then I'll call you Xiaoyue in the future, but don't call me brother, just call me Da Mao." Da Mao scratched his head, he was very embarrassed, he felt that he was not worthy of being called a brother and sister to a scholar like Du Qiyue.

"Then I'll call you Da Mao from now on. Da Mao, I want to ask you something, I haven't met Lai Shun yet, why does he seem to hate me so much? Du Qiyue asked,

"This ah......" Da Mao turned his head and looked around, and saw that no one was paying attention to him and Du Qiyue, so he said even more quietly: "The new Chef Wei and the master used to learn the craft in this drunken Fu Building, and then the master retired when he was old, we only need a pastry chef here, and the master's craftsmanship was left behind, Chef Wei was unhappy, and went to work in other restaurants in a fit of anger." But we are the best restaurant in the whole Dahu Town, and we pay the most wages, so how can Chef Wei live better than here. No, as soon as the master left, he came back with Laishun, a few days ago, he heard that the shopkeeper Li said that you are going to work, and you are also making snacks, so you have been scolding me every day, Laishun This kid is bent on Chef Wei, and wants to take over his class, and it will definitely be difficult to see you. ”

The original owner of this matter had heard Zhao Momo nagging before, and in Zhao Momo's words, Chef Wei was not a thing, and he was against Du Fugui everywhere at the beginning, and he did a lot of black hands behind his back. Du Qiyue didn't expect that he would

sighed in his heart, he just wanted to make money, not to settle his father's grievances, he just hoped that Chef Wei wouldn't act too much.

In less than half an hour, the drunken Fulou opened, and the chefs came over one by one, Du Qiyue saw Chef Wei in Da Mao's mouth, it was a big fat man with small eyes, and he looked kind on his face, but as soon as the mouse eyes entered the kitchen, he began to keep wandering, and he knew at a glance that he was not a good person.

Chef Wei ran over after he came, and he didn't know what to say in Chef Wei's ear, in short, Chef Wei's mouse eyes turned to Du Qiyue's direction after Lai Shun finished speaking, and then blinked a few times quickly.

Du Qiyue felt that this Chef Wei would definitely come to talk to him, and sure enough, after blinking, the fat man walked over, and grabbed a large piece of stewed beef on the plate and stuffed it into his mouth.

Chef Wei walked up to Du Qiyue, put on a kind elder and said, "You are Xiaoyue, I am your father's junior brother, I hugged you when you were a child, I didn't expect you to grow so big all of a sudden." It looks like a good look, poor my senior brother went early, didn't have time to enjoy your blessings, you just have to do it here, what do I have to help you as an uncle, my relationship with your father is similar to that of my own brother. ”

This is really used to deceive children, if the relationship between Chef Wei and Du Fugui is really the same as that of brothers, why did Du Fugui lie in bed for so long and didn't see him once, why did Du Fugui go to worship him once after he had been gone for almost a year.

Du Qiyue thanked him on his face, but he was very disgusted with Chef Wei in his heart, what he hated most in his life was Chef Wei's situation, obviously the relationship between the two was poor, you hated it, but he had to have one set on his face, as if he was really good to him, and he didn't know how to calculate his idea in his heart.

Not long after the two finished talking, guests came to the restaurant, and the kitchen became even busier, and Chef Wei made several sums of dim sum one after another. Du Qiyue was supposed to help share a little, but Chef Wei refused to let Du Qiyue do it under the pretext of taking good care of Du Qiyue and letting Du Qiyue have a good rest, and even the work was completely assigned to Da Mao and Lai Shun, and Du Qiyue was not allowed to do any work.

If the original owner estimated that he would feel a little grateful when he saw Chef Wei's attitude, Du Qiyue really laughed angrily. He is here to work, not to be a young master, if he really stays in the back kitchen all day and doesn't do any work, even if Wu Mingyao has no opinion, can the people in the back kitchen have no opinion? Can anyone else in this restaurant have an opinion? Now he hasn't shown any ability at all, he has no ability to stand firm, and his interpersonal relationship is only maintained by a little affection left by Du Fugui, if he is disliked by many people from the beginning, he won't want to stay in Zuifulou in the future.

When he was called back to the stool by Chef Wei again, Du Qiyue stood up directly and walked to Lei Cheng, and said to him that he wanted to help, so he picked up the kitchen knife on the side and quickly cut it at the bamboo shoots on the board. Du Qiyue didn't follow a master when he first went to his distant cousin's hotel kitchen to do chores in his last life, so he learned the basic skills of a chef seriously, and it was really not a matter to show off his knife skills.

An arm-long bamboo shoot, Du Qiyue cut it into thin slices of the same thickness at once, and then cut it into even bamboo shoots at once, the speed is really dazzling, you must know that he is holding a large kitchen knife, and several chefs in the whole kitchen may not be able to use this kind of knife work.

"Xiaoyue, your knife skills are good, look at your arms are as thin as bamboo poles, I didn't expect it to be quite powerful!" Lei Cheng took the plate of bamboo shoots cut out by Du Qiyue and looked at it, squinted his eyes and praised.

Du Qiyue took another bamboo shoot, cut it quickly with the same speed in his hand, and said to Lei Cheng without idleness: "Uncle Lei, I love to eat delicious food, I have often fiddled with knives since I was a child, and I practiced it after playing too much." But I can't compare with Uncle Lei and your masters, Uncle Lei, the ginger shreds you cut just now are really amazing, they are as thin as hair. ”

After being said a good word by Du Qiyue, Lei Chengle got up, poured the bamboo shoots in his hand into the soup pot, and said to Du Qiyue: "If you have been a cook for decades, you will definitely be able to practice this hand, but you are a scholar, and you will definitely have to dance and write in the future, and you can't practice kitchen knives." ”

Du Qiyue also laughed and said: "Uncle Lei, you don't know, the dance is not as labor-saving as this dance kitchen knife, I used to practice calligraphy when I had a few sandbags hanging on my arms, and I had to put eggs or water bowls on it, and I practiced it for at least an hour, I think I practiced more words, and I may not be able to say that the kung fu of this kitchen knife will be as good as several masters in the future." ”

The rest of the chefs in the kitchen who said this are happy, the people take food as the sky, and the status of the chef in the Dafeng Dynasty is not too low, but compared with the literati, it must be 108,000 miles away, and now Du Qiyue, a scholar, is holding the matter of dancing and writing ink to compare with them fiddling with kitchen knives, this is not a long-faced thing!

In fact, if Du Qiyue was a native of the Dafeng Dynasty, he would definitely not say this, how arrogant the literati of the Dafeng Dynasty are, in their opinion, dancing and writing has always been a special right of literati, and it is an elegant thing, representing a status higher than ordinary people. Du Qiyue compared it with chopping vegetables, it was really an insult, and it was to be spurned by thousands of literati. In the end, he has not really adapted to this world and this feudal society.