Three days later

Qian Duoduo cleaned carefully in the lobby of the small shop. Today is the weekend, and there are a lot of guests, and it has been busy until now.

After cleaning the lobby, Fang Yu had to guide them to make fish-flavored shredded pork for a while, starting at half past five in the morning, the day's work and study arrangements were full, except for regular medicated baths and a little catch a breath when eating, in addition, he and Qi Yi had almost no time to rest.

Originally, Qian Duoduo was worried that he would not be able to support it, but he didn't expect that since he practiced the "Five Phoenix Divine Fist" taught to them by Fang Yu, he felt that his physique had improved significantly, and his energy had become more and more vigorous. Although he was trained by Fang Yu every day to live and die, he basically fell asleep when he returned to the dormitory, and he had no dreams all night, but he was a good man when he got up the next day.

After finishing the cleaning of the lobby, Qian Duoduo was about to close the door, when he saw a burly man with a Chinese face and five people rushing over.

"I'm sorry, but our store is temporarily closed during business hours, but if you want to..."

Before Qian Duoduo finished speaking, he was caught off guard and pushed away by a rosacea man behind the burly man.

"I didn't ask you, just stay."

The burly man was the first to walk into the "one-sided edge", standing in the lobby and looking around.

"Fang Yu, where is Boss Fang?" The burly man didn't look at Qian Duoduo, stared at the distribution map of the ingredients on the wall, and asked in a low voice.

"What about you, what about your boss, call him out, our chef Cui is here, and he won't come out to greet him in a hurry."

The rosacea pressed Qian Duoduo and said in a rough voice.

Qian Duoduo was a little scared when he was held down by that rosacea, and these people seemed to be a little unkind. But he thought about it, he is also a kung fu person now, and he has the support of super masters behind him, so he can't be cowardly anymore. Walking the rivers and lakes, you can not want your life, and you can't lose face.

As soon as his courage rose, his head immediately regained his aura, and he made full use of the "Vermilion Bird Tengyun" that Fang Yu had taught them, shook his arms and shook the rosacea's palm, and calmly made a gesture to sit down.

"Please sit down, I don't know where they came from, what do you have to find the boss."

The burly man didn't expect a young man to behave like this, and he still maintained a neither humble nor arrogant attitude under the threat of rosacea, and spoke in an orderly manner, and couldn't help but turn around and look over.

"I am Cui Wenhan, the executive chef of the Chinese restaurant of De'anju, and today Mr. Su Shenxiang Su arranged for me to bring several chefs from the Chinese restaurant department to exchange cooking skills with Boss Fang."

Qian Duoduo heard Fang Yu explain this matter, and although he had a bad impression of these people, he still said politely:

"Okay, everyone, please wait, I'll go and report to the boss." As he spoke, he walked briskly into the back kitchen.

The rosacea rubbed his somewhat sore wrist that was shocked by Qian Duoduo, and said disdainfully:

"Briefing? A small owner of a roadside restaurant, quite good at putting on music, knowing that our chef Cui is coming, he doesn't know how to come out in advance to greet him. ”

Another chef with a mole on his neck also said:

"Yes, Mr. Su is really strange, what we can't do, can it be that the chef of a small shop can do it? His cooking skills can be better than our Chef Cui. ”

"Not necessarily," retorted a chef with a round nose and small eyes, "Maybe they have a special recipe, and it is said that the chicken bean curd that amazed us was invented by this shopkeeper." ”

"That's no use, we're asking for a whole set of recipes now, and one or two dishes won't solve the problem. Besides, even if there is any secret recipe, just send one of us to come over and learn it, so why bother to mobilize the crowd like this. ”

Cui Wenhan was not interested in the arguments of these chefs under him at all, he just told Qian Duoduo that Su Shenxiang asked him to come over to exchange cooking skills, but he was actually putting gold on his face, and Su Shenxiang's original words were to let them come to "learn art".

At that time, he was shocked when he heard Su Shenxiang's words, and he had a feeling of being humiliated. Even if Su Agarwood repeatedly emphasized that Fang Yu was talented, and De'anju's best-selling chicken bean curd was invented by Fang Yu, it couldn't make him feel a little better.

No matter how talented Fang Yu is, he is just a junior chef, and it is too embarrassing to let him, a special chef, say words like "ask for advice" and "learn" to a junior chef.

Cui Wenhan was not very good at communicating, so he couldn't think of what attitude to face Fang Yu for a while, and a young man in his early twenties, sunny and handsome, wearing a chef's uniform, walked out of the kitchen.

As soon as Fang Yu came out, he saw a burly man, although he didn't know him, but seeing that the positions of several people around him were faintly centered on him, Fang Yu also guessed that he was Cui Wenhan, the executive chef of the Chinese restaurant in De'anju.

Fang Yu greeted him warmly, "Oh, Chef Cui, welcome." ”

Cui Wenhan's expression was neither salty nor light, and he shook Fang Yu's hand perfunctorily, and stopped talking after a "hmm".

Fang Yu was a little strange, his attitude should be fine, why did the other party seem to be a little unhappy, why don't you introduce these people to me.

The chef with a round nose and small eyes just now sensed that something was wrong with the atmosphere, and opened his mouth to make a round.

"Oh, hello Boss Fang, I am the wok master of De'an Ju Chinese Restaurant, my surname is Zheng, and these are all my colleagues."

"Oh, Master Zheng, I'm glad I am."

Fang Yu had asked Secretary Lu before, and knew that in addition to an executive chef, the Chinese restaurant in De'anju also has several stalls such as wok, siumei, steaming stove, dim sum, cold basin, and cutting board, and each stall has a senior chef to lead the team.

Although there is no distinction between these stalls, because the wok is relatively important, the habitual wok master will also serve as the executive sous chef, which means that this Chef Zheng is the second person in this group.

Fang Yu and Master Zheng exchanged a few polite words, and then met the masters of several other stalls under his introduction, and shook hands.

When he introduced the rosacea chef beside Cui Wenhan, he suddenly asked Fang Yu: "Boss Fang, I heard that the famous chicken bean curd in Shudu was invented by you?" It's really young and promising. ”

"It's over, it's just a dish." Fang Yu replied with a smile.

"Hehe, Boss Fang is humble, Mr. Su is highly praised by the other boss's cooking skills, and tells us to come and learn from you. Boss Fang's cooking skills are so superb, I think he should already be a special chef, I don't know which level of the special grade? ”

"Mr. Su has a good reputation, I just got the junior chef qualification this year."

"Ah, Boss Fang, you're just a junior chef? You won't lie to us, will you? Rosacea cried out in surprise.

Qian Duoduo, who was standing behind Fang Yu, immediately felt that the taste was wrong, this guy was probably a little unconvinced and wanted to find trouble. He raised his hand to poke Fang Yu to wake up.

Fang Yu put his back hand, just caught Qian Duoduo's fingers, and pinched them lightly to show that he knew.

"There's no need to lie about this." Fang Yu replied lightly.

"Oh, Boss Fang, do you know what level of chef our Chef Cui is?"

"According to Secretary Lu, Chef Cui successfully passed the super chef assessment this year and became a super third grade chef."

"That's right," Rosacea said proudly, "Not only that, but our chef Cui has also participated in the membership selection of the Culinary Association. ”

After Rosacea said this, the lobby of the noodle restaurant was silent, and there was no surprise in his imagination.

He looked at Fang Yu, Fang Yu looked calm, and the two young men behind him had strange expressions.

Surely these people have never even heard of the selection of members of the Culinary Association. Hmph, I'm also overestimating them, where can a junior chef who runs a small roadside shop have access to high-end information.

Thinking so, rosacea foamed at the mouth and introduced how rare and precious the membership of the Culinary Association was.

Qian Duoduo and Qi Yi looked at each other, and finally Qi Yi couldn't help but ask:

"Has Chef Cui passed the membership selection?"

Xing Meow: Dear, your "Cui Wenhan" has arrived, please check

(End of chapter)