When the political commissar Gao heard Meng Chuan's words, he immediately called the clerk, "Quick, notify me and let all the cooking squad leaders come to the canteen of the organ to gather." ”

The efficiency of Tepei's action was very efficient, and it only took about ten minutes from the time the paperwork was notified to the gathering of all the cooking squad leaders in the canteen.

It was a very fast time, because at first the cooking classes met once, and it took half an hour to get all of them.

It's only been three weeks now, and the speed of these people has increased to this level, which is really good.

Meng Chuan looked at more than a dozen cooking squad leaders, picked up a bag of quick-frozen chicken feet and said: "Today I will teach you a method of making Internet celebrity cold chicken feet, you look at it carefully, and when you go back, you will cook it for the students to eat, so as to ensure that the students' appetite is great." ”

These cooking squads were not specially trained, but were coordinated by the brigade from other units. So for Meng Chuan's words, I am somewhat disdainful, in terms of leadership ability, you are the director of Tepei, and we cooking squad leaders will definitely not be able to catch up with you.

But when it comes to cooking, you, the leader, may not be able to catch up with us. The youngest of us here has been cooking for five or six years, and they are real veterans.

Even so, we can't guarantee that what kind of food will whet the appetite of the students, so why can you just say a random dish to make the students hungry?

Meng Chuan saw the expressions of the cooking squad leaders, and he knew what they were thinking, but this incident proved very well, it was a mule or a horse, and he would know it when he pulled it out.

"Okay, I know you don't care about it, I won't argue now, and when the cold chicken feet are made, you can taste it and say if it's good."

After speaking, Meng Chuan shoeed open the bag of quick-frozen chicken feet, took out the chicken feet, and put them in a basin to wash.

At this time, Zhao Xiaolin also came over with a camera, and more than a dozen cooking squad leaders collectively went to the canteen to report, and Meng Chuan taught them to cook, so they had a good time tonight. Not only that, but you can also write a report on Meng Chuan's cooking squad leader, which is really a double win.

Meng Chuan didn't care about Zhao Xiaolin taking pictures next to him, and continued to clean the chicken feet.

After cleaning, Meng Chuan took out the scissors, first cut a toenail for the chicken feet, and said while cutting, "Those students are different from our soldiers, you must wash these chicken feet, and the toenails of the chicken feet must be cut clean, otherwise it will affect their appetite." ”

A sergeant saw that Meng Chuan was so accustomed to those students, and expressed his opinion, "Director Meng, there's no need to be so accustomed to them, isn't it normal for chicken feet to have toenails?" I've been cooking for seven or eight years, and no fighter has ever felt that there was a problem with it. ”

Meng Chuan smiled, "It's not the same thing, when we cook, we must be careful when handling the ingredients, so that the food can best fill our hearts." ”

As for whether the students are squeamish or not, they have their own instructors to train them.

We can't call our laziness and reputation so that students are not squeamish, that's not right.

When the sergeant heard Meng Chuan's words, he was not very convinced, anyone can talk big and empty, but let you do it yourself, you will know how difficult it is.

How many people do you make? We have 10 cooking classes and 3,000 students, and one cooking class has to manage 300 people.

Even if one person eats three chicken feet, he has to cut the toenails of a thousand chicken feet at a time, which is a lot of work.

Meng Chuan didn't care what the cooking squad leader was thinking, but concentrated on cutting the toenails of the chicken feet, the chicken feet in the army canteen are cheaper, they are all smaller chicken feet, this kind of chicken feet is about 25 grams.

There are about 400 large bags of 10 kilograms of quick-frozen chicken feet in the army, and when the bag is removed, the large vegetable washing basins are piled up, but Meng Chuan didn't think there were many, and it was not difficult to cut chicken claws and toenails, if he didn't even have the patience to cut this, what else could he do.

Meng Chuan's hand speed is very fast, one chicken claw is in Meng Chuan's hand, or it will take less than three seconds to solve one, four hundred chicken feet, Meng Chuan didn't take half an hour to complete it all.

At first, the cooking squad leaders didn't pay much attention to Meng Chuan, thinking that Meng Chuan was bragging, but judging from his fluent hand speed and strong patience, they didn't dare to despise Meng Chuan at all, this person was very capable, maybe his cooking skills were also very strong.

Dealing with the chicken feet, Meng Chuan picked up the knife and began to chop the chicken feet, usually whether it is braised chicken feet or cola chicken feet, or tiger skin chicken feet or braised chicken feet, there is no need to chop chicken feet.

But if it's a cold salad, it's best to chop a chicken foot into two or three pieces.

Because of this, when the chicken feet are mixed cold, the chicken feet will taste better, not only that, but it will be more convenient to eat, so that you won't eat all over your hands.

Chopping chicken feet is even more Meng Chuan's forte, Meng Chuan didn't hold the chicken feet much, but put a bunch of chicken feet directly on the board and began to chop.

Meng Chuan's knife skills are very strong, although he seems to be a chaotic chop, but if you look closely, you will find that Meng Chuan chops each chicken claw into two or three pieces, and there is absolutely no random chopping.

The cooking squad leaders originally respected Meng Chuan very much through Meng Chuan's cutting of chicken paw toenails, but with Meng Chuan's chaotic chopping, that bit of respect had already been chopped up.

A cooking squad leader laughed, "How can chicken feet be chopped like that, the chicken feet themselves have little meat, if you chop them a few times, they will all be chopped up, and how can others eat them?" ”

As the sound of grunting stopped, Meng Chuan put down the kitchen knife and looked at the cooking squad leaders, "You can come and see if I'm chopping around, if you can find a chicken foot that I chopped into more than four pieces, I'll give you a day off, whatever you go to play." ”

When the cooking squad leader heard this, his mind became active, so many chicken feet, no matter how good your knife skills are, it is difficult to avoid not chopping the chicken feet into four pieces.

But when they all rushed up, they suddenly found that not a single chicken foot was chopped into four pieces, at most it was chopped into three pieces, and even the chicken toes were not chopped off, and all four toes were intact.

These cooking squad leaders are all old cooks, and they all say that laymen look at the excitement, and insiders watch the doorway, let them chop one chicken claw, and they have the confidence to chop two chicken feet, but chopping hundreds of chicken feet at a time can be accurate to such an extent, even if the gods come, they can't do it.

For a while, everyone's eyes when they looked at Meng Chuan changed, from the disdain at the beginning to a little respect, and then from disdain to the current awe, just like the awe of ghosts and gods.

Director Meng is really a god, and this exquisite knife technique is not something that ordinary people can master at all.

Meng Chuan looked at these squad leaders and laughed, "Okay, don't be in a daze, you watch and study carefully, if you can't learn, I will lose my temper." ”