Mr. Mao's attitude is very enthusiastic, at least on the surface. His face is about his early thirties, and the so-called age of establishment should be the age of success in his career. But in fact, in modern society, the achievement of being a chain restaurant owner at this age is quite good.

Thanks to Yunxin's big brand, Mr. Mao agreed to Qin Feng to come to him to work as a casual worker without saying a word, but when Kong Qing emphasized Qin Feng's knife skills, Mr. Mao seemed a little embarrassed, what he needed was a chef who could set up a stove, and if he was a cutting worker, he didn't have Hua Yuechen's almost ** quality requirements, to put it mildly, he could do it by pulling an aunt over on the street.

"I'm sorry, Brother Qin, I'm also opening the door to do business, let's make friends, the necessary process still needs to be walked, I hope Brother Qin doesn't mind." Mao Wei meant, he still had to test Qin Feng's skills, his words were beautiful, Qin Feng didn't feel deliberately embarrassed, and he agreed very happily.

Mao Wei was also looking forward to the signboard of Yunxin Hotel, he personally accompanied Qin Feng and Kong Qing downstairs, and at Kong Qing's request, Qin Feng was also assigned a white robe. Although the materials and styles of the robes are very exquisite, his hat is exactly the same as Kong Qing's, collapsing, just covering the top of his head, far from the chef's towering three-fold pattern.

The operation mode of the restaurant in Tianhai City is usually that the entire kitchen is contracted to a certain chef, or how much money is spent every month to buy out, and the kitchen head is responsible for purchasing and contracting the washing, cutting, matching and cooking products of the kitchen, or giving dry shares, and sharing them according to profit or turnover every month. However, this mode of operation is often only adopted by some small-scale restaurants and restaurants, and large-scale catering enterprises, such as the Jialu Restaurant Tianhai Store here, a restaurant is a small society, although the so-called sparrow is small, under the system of the general manager's responsibility system, all employees are his soldiers, and in terms of employment, of course, Mao Wei is also a word.

Although the situation is as mentioned above, it is just that, when it comes to the kitchen of the Tianhai store, Qin Feng still senses some discordant factors. When Mao Wei took Qin Feng into the kitchen, he introduced: "This is Master Qin who came to the catering department of Yunxin Hotel to work as a casual worker, everyone is welcome to ......" There were twelve chefs standing in the kitchen room, and ten of them focused their attention on the man next to the beautiful chef.

The man was about twenty-five or six years old, and he looked a little handsome, but there was a layer of gloomy anger on him, which was incompatible with the heat of the entire kitchen.

"It's Yunxin again......" The man was talking to the head chef Mao Ying, his eyes were a little greedy, obviously coveting Mao Ying's beauty, and even if Mao Wei had already made it clear, he still didn't show the welcome attitude he deserved, but instead said: "Mr. Mao, you want to make Jialu a branch of Yunxin......

"Whether you admit it or not, Yunxin's achievements are there." Mao Wei hadn't spoken yet, but Mao Ying grabbed ahead of him and said-for-tat.

"Hehe, Jialu or Yunxin, they are all part of the catering industry in Tianhai City......" Mao Wei didn't have the slightest sense of anger, and introduced with a smile as usual: "Xiao Qin, this is Zang Xiaobo Zang, he is our chief chef here, and his cooking skills are very superb, you must ask for more advice when you have the opportunity in the future, and miss the famous teachers around you, but your great loss......"

Mao Wei held Zang Xiaobo very high, but Zang Xiaobo was proud, as if this was the case, and, in order to increase the credibility of what Mao Wei said, he also pulled Kong Qing in and said: "Kong Fatty, you have been coming to Tianhai Store for a few days, to be honest, does Brother Bo hide any secrets?" ”

Kong Qing gave a thumbs up and praised without a position: "Brother Bo is one day, Yunxin is March, what I didn't say ......"

"Hahaha......" Zang Xiaobo laughed wildly, laughed, snapped his fingers like a demonstration, hooked his index finger, and greeted: "Dry fried green beans, slightly spicy." ”

The same loud response rang out from the side dish room across the kitchen wall: "Dry fried green beans, slightly spicy." The moving window connected to the kitchen opened, and the blue and white porcelain plate contained the ingredients piled up into three hills, one raw green beans, one sprout, and one minced pork, which are the main and auxiliary ingredients for dry roasted green beans.

Suddenly, the exam led by Zang Xiaobo began, and the chefs and Mao Wei brothers and sisters present all changed their solemn colors, while Kong Qing, who was a companion, was even more worried, obviously not optimistic about Qin Feng's appearance.

Qin Feng also said solemnly, perhaps, the signboard of Yunxin Hotel has not given him enough sense of belonging, however, he also has his own signboard, the word Qin Feng, for him, is not just a simple name symbol, he also carries more qiē that should not be carried by him.

"Well, I'm ugly, I hope Master Zang can give me more advice."

Having said that, Qin Feng did not stand in front of the stove as others expected, which insiders call the fort, but directly picked up the plate where the main ingredients were stacked, and when everyone shouted incredulous, he grabbed all the green beans in his hand with a full hand.

"You, what are you doing?"

Even with Zang Xiaobo's expectation that he would look foreign, he was furious when he saw him practicing the ingredients this time, but Qin Feng just smiled, his fingertips leaked, and the bean segments that fell less than ten knots fell, and the rest, he gently closed them in the palm of his hand, and meticulously cleaned up the silk willows on both sides of the green bean coat one by one.

It wasn't until the whole time that everyone understood what Qin Feng was doing. The silk willow on both sides of the green bean coat, commonly known as the "stem", its taste depends largely on whether the silk willow of the bean coat is cleaned, if you encounter a sloppy washer, bite down, it is not like eating green beans, but like chewing cotton thread, its bad taste is really unappetizing.

As the head chef, Mao Ying first considered the management defects expressed in this, she came to Qin Feng's side, and counted them one by one with the plates, and without exception, the green beans and silk willows that leaked from Qin Feng's fingertips were all washed and cleaned up with two processes, which would not affect the taste, and the remaining part was as she could see, all of which were being reworked by him, and their precision was 100% without missing the net.

Mao Ying was full of admiration, and nodded vigorously at Qin Feng, although she didn't say anything, she also had a lot of artistic conception that silence is better than sound at this time. But Zang Xiaobo's reaction was a little excessive, his face was pale, he glared at Qin Feng viciously, and then beckoned to call the assistant and asked him to record it, and all the bonuses of the employees in the washing and cutting room were deducted for the month.

The audience was silent. Suddenly, Qin Feng regretted a little, and inadvertently, he seemed to have become the public enemy of the washer.