The next day, the weather was clear, with the fragrance of flowers and no birds.

The proprietress held a cigarette and said to Leng Mo: "Xu Jiuyuan's puppet, are you sure you are safe?" ”

"Yes." Leng Mo said, since he appeared here, he must not let Xu Jiuyuan disappear.

"Okay, move faster, there are only two of us in the restaurant now, and you have to do most of the things yourself, a real top chef must be able to pick goods, buy goods, open stores, order food, clean, cook, service, speed, pick customers, close stores, and handle accounts, these basic skills, I don't think you can do it at all." Jing Fan's voice began to change, directly urging Leng Mo to start sorting out the ingredients.

Suddenly, Leng Mo was fast, moving many heavy items around, and then looked at the menu and made a selection today.

The selected vegetables and fruits, as well as those rare spiritual plants on the market, were washed and sorted out quickly, and then divided into boxes and packed.

But Jing Fan's figure flashed into the kitchen and said, "Wait, how do you know the amount you use today?" ”

"Yesterday's record." Leng Mo took out a list, and there was a record of material preparation within a week.

"It's good to have a good record, but you are stupid not to look at the date, today is Saturday, the day with the most people in a week, even if there are not as many customers as in the past, but the Verde noodle restaurant has been changed to operate high-end customers, and the preparation of materials cannot be sloppy." Jing Fan directly pointed out Leng Mo's mistake and began to scold.

After being read for a while, Leng Mo re-estimated the ingredients that might be prepared, and carried out round after round of preparation.

Including today's cash change, the machine tuning of porcelain yuan and crystal porcelain card, it took a lot of time to get acquainted, and he continued to be scolded by Jing Fan, and he figured out how much effort and preparation he had to do before opening a real restaurant.

The hard work involved is only known to those who have ever worked in a restaurant.

"It's finally time to open a store." Leng Mo was very nervous, he hadn't been back to Verde Noodle Restaurant for a long time, and he didn't know what kind of consumer group the guests would be.

Da-da-da-da!

Saturday is the only holiday in the city.

After the destruction of the super corpse tide, and after some merchants and small families moved out of the code farming city, they entered the same number of families and merchants, so Nangong Yu modified the past vacation system, and changed it to one day for every five days of work, which happened to be six days.

Everyone likes Liuda Shun, good luck, and Nangong Yu is the same.

The doors of Verne were opened, and the old customers were gone, replaced by new settlers, seventy percent of whom were businessmen and had more money to afford the restaurant.

"Welcome."

Jing Fan said tepidly, and then led the guests to their seats.

In an instant, the menu in the kitchen has already run out of many sheets, first of all, six kinds of jam-flavored Liuliu Shun pasta, followed by green leaf rabbit ball pasta, mahjong pasta, etc., so that Leng Mo almost vomited blood.

That's one hundred and fifty-five menus!

"It's fast, and although there are few seats, everyone eats at least five plates of pasta." Jing Fan appeared in the kitchen like lightning, glaring at Leng Mo, who was stunned for a second.

"No problem!!"

Leng Mo rolled the trick to get started, and the power of Yonghan's eight knives also completely exploded.

He believes he can count all 155 pastas in a minute!

Ten pots were turned on at the same time, and the amount of each pot was reestimated, and he immediately used the method of making three portions at a time, and cooked the pasta at high speed.

Shabu Shabu!

The flames were churning and the heat was rolling, Jing Fan was a little relieved, and Leng Mo's growth speed did not disappoint him.

It's just that after watching it for a few seconds, I began to frown.

The degree of cold Mo mastered is definitely enough, but in terms of taste, because of the quick production, it is purely cooked in a balanced way, so that the taste of each pot is only the same as that pot.

It is different from other pots.

It's not a matter of mastery, it's the habit that chefs are most likely to make mistakes.

Syllable! Syllable! Syllable!

One hundred and fifty-five pasta dishes, with the pot being cleaned, Leng Mo took three minutes to actually finish, three times as slow as he had estimated.

"The action is in place, nothing else is good, I really don't know how you learned, don't say I taught you when you go out." Jing Fan's face turned pale, and he angrily reprimanded Leng Mo.

Leng Mo was stunned, he made and maintained the closest taste of each dish, and used the most solid tumbling trick to keep each dish at the same temperature when it was served, was he wrong?

"I'll apologize to the guest, you make it again, and then you have to pay for the dishes and eat them yourself."

Jing Fan's eyes that wanted to kill showed up, Leng Mo immediately retreated, and immediately nodded and redone.

Bang bang bang!

As soon as he went out, Jing Fan knocked on the table and shouted: "Sorry guests, the newly hired intern today, the cooking standard is a little inadequate, and the menu will be nervous, please give us another five minutes." ”

For five minutes, the guests could afford to wait, and no one objected.

Back in the kitchen, Jing Fan said, "Have you forgotten what the most important thing to abide by in cooking?" ”

"Present the best flavor to the guests." Leng Mo replied immediately.

"So why is the temperature the same on every plate, I remember that there are at least 10 different pastas on the menu, and I can see the difference in each ingredient more clearly." Next, she pointed to the same pasta, and Jing Fan said with a serious face: "Even if it is the same green vegetable or spiritual plant, the parts cut and taken cannot taste the same as the whole plant, since there are some slight differences, how can you cook in the same way?" ”

Leng Mo felt that his consciousness had been blown up, and it turned out that there were so many omissions in his cooking!

"Sauces, spices, even if the amount of each dish is accurate, but if there is a mistake in the place in front of you, there will be more differences in the back, especially the temperature that is maintained, and the food is served in front of the guests, is there really a way to present the same flavor?"

Jing Fan was shocked when he saw Leng Mo, and after a few seconds, he was about to apologize, and when he started to cook again, he continued to point out the shortcomings in his cooking, which made him feel like falling into an ice cave.

In other words, if you are too confident and think that he will be able to win the Renaissance Cooking Competition.

That's going to be a terrible loss!

"I'm sorry, I was negligent!" Leng Mo hurriedly apologized, he knew that he had made a major mistake.

"Very good, since you know, I'll settle the bill outside later." Jing Fan turned around, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, sometimes this stupid boy is quite funny.

According to Jing Fan's picky point, Leng Mo immediately came to redo it.

At this moment, he can only make a plate, although the ten flames are fully open, but pay attention to details, he feels the heat of the ingredients, and begins to carry out the high-level stunt of the tumbling trick, how much rolling!

At the same time, with the most precise technology, all the pots are tumbled, and the temperature is the most appropriate!

Calculating the temperature of the plate, the two sides fit, and Leng Mo made the first batch of pasta that barely met the standard!

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