Chapter 1253: Celebrity Chef, I Have Other Career Plans (20) (Page 1/1)

Now that the decision has been made, Qian Qian no longer hesitates. The address of the supper club was readily available and provided by the main system, so she went straight to hand in her resume. When I arrived at the address of the supper club, Qian Qian found out that it turned out to be ...... It's really not the kind of small market shop full of fireworks as she imagined, it looks high-end.

Although the restaurant called Moro is small, it is beautifully decorated and divided into two areas, one side is a sophisticated bar, the other side is a fusion of Western food, and there is a barbecue stall near the bar, which serves high-quality Japanese barbecue dishes.

"Your resume doesn't look impressive," the chef frowned slightly at Qian Qian's resume: "But the academic qualifications are still excellent, most of the graduates of your school stay in foreign Western restaurants, and rarely choose to return to China, and it is really not easy to get the recommendation letters of famous chefs Richard and Brown." It's just that you have so little experience working in a restaurant that I'm not sure you're up to the task. Do you have an independent menu creation? ”

"Do you think that's okay?" Qian Qian took out his graphic notes: "There are not too many independent works, they are all here, you can take a look." ”

"It's quite an idea." The chef looked at Qian Qian's notes and nodded: "Let me be clear to you, we are different from other Western restaurants here, the menu is renovated very quickly, so unlike other restaurants, all chefs are in charge, chefs with the position of station chef or above can put forward their own ideas, can you understand?" ”

"Understood." Qian Qian nodded immediately: "Then try to make a new dish......

"It's the same as everywhere else," the chef replied immediately, "you can't interfere with the normal operation of our restaurant, so you have to find your own convenient time, and if it takes your break, I can only say sorry, you know, the rules." ”

"Understood!" Qian Qian nodded again: "I understand." ”

"Is dessert up to the task? We are short of a pastry chef. The chef suddenly asked: "We are a bar and a supper restaurant, and we don't sell desserts during afternoon tea time, so the work pressure of desserts will be lighter, but because of the lack of staff, we need everyone to take turns to do barbecue files, because the workload of desserts is relatively light, so the rotation rate of barbecue files will be relatively high, and the work will be later." ”

The chef's request, in the eyes of others, is quite a bit of a bully for newcomers. However, Qian Qian knows very well that this industry is like this, which celebrity chef has grown up like this, in fact, the more chefs who have done it, the more popular they will be in the future. So she nodded silently and agreed. The chef was obviously very satisfied with her acquaintance, and held out his hand to her in a very good mood: "Then, I hope we have a good cooperation." ”

Qian Qian found a new job and immediately closed his pickle shop. She sent text messages to Fu Qingyu and Xia Yeliang respectively to inform them of the news.

Xia Yeliang was very surprised, but he was also very happy for Qian Qian, and immediately sent a congratulatory text message, and made an appointment to patronize the store where Qian Qian worked.

And Fu Qingyu didn't reply to the text message, probably because he was too busy. Fu Qingyu didn't care if she didn't reply to the message, because she just told the male protagonist, after all, they are all regular customers, her shop is closed, and it is also necessary to notify people, so that people don't have to come all the way to buy pickles and eat closed.

Don't look at Qian Qian's store is not big, but there is still a lot of work to be done when it closes, quitting the rent, packing things, dealing with the shelf tools that have no place to place, etc., it is really very busy, Qian Qian has been busy until the evening, and only sorted out a little bit. At about ten o'clock in the evening, Qian Qian's mobile phone suddenly received a message prompt, she opened it and saw that it was a text message from Fu Qingyu.

Fu Qingyu's message was very simple, just politely congratulated, and asked Qian Qian where he found a position. Qian Qian sent his new place of work to the past, but Fu Qingyu did not reply to the message.

Qian Qian bottled the yellow sauce, sweet sauce and soy sauce that had been made but had not yet had time to sell them, and labeled them. These things were all made by her hard work, and she planned to keep some of them for herself, and give the rest to Xia Yeliang. In the future, she will no longer be able to make these handmade sauces, and she will not be able to place the sauce jar at all when she lives in an ordinary residential building.

It was close to eleven o'clock after finishing these, and Qian Qian was carrying a few sorted bottles and preparing to go home. As soon as she opened the door of the store, she unexpectedly found Fu Qingyu standing outside the door, as if she had just wanted to knock on the door.

"Huh?" Qian Qian was stunned: "Why is Mr. Fu here?" Is there something wrong with coming over so late? ”

The question of Qian Qian is very reasonable, but Fu Qingyu is a little stunned. It was a simple question that he had a hard time answering, because he didn't know why he was here. After receiving Qian Qian's text message, he has been thinking about coming to this small shop again, but what is there to see in this ordinary small shop! Fu Qingyu himself couldn't say clearly.

As the executive chef, Fu Qingyu is actually very busy, he finished work as early as possible today, but it was still past ten o'clock when he got off work. After a hard day's work, the tired Fu Qingyu should have gone home early to rest, but he still drove directly to this small pickle shop that was about to close.

So what the hell is he here for?! Fu Qingyu himself doesn't understand! Is it a big offense?

Seeing Fu Qingyu standing at the door with a tired face and not speaking, Qian Qian immediately helped him make up a reason for his automatic brain. As mentioned in the plot, the male protagonist has a strange attachment to high-quality ingredients, so he came in a hurry for his last goods, right?

Thinking of this, Qian Qian looked at the sauce and soy sauce that he had already packed and prepared for himself, and finally decided to give up his love to the male protagonist. She took the initiative to open the door to let Fu Qingyu in, pointed to the neat bottles and cans on the counter and said, "Mr. Fu is here for these goods, right?" I promised Xiaoliang to keep half of it for her, and you can pick the rest. ”

Yes! That's probably what he's here for! Fu Qingyu, who was standing at the door of the store in a daze, suddenly nodded with a sudden realization, he must have been too tired and dizzy today, and he couldn't remember his intention for a while.

"Don't pick, I want all the rest, the soy sauce and sauces in your store are of high quality, I'm afraid it will be difficult to come across such a good handmade sauce in the future." Fu Qingyu immediately followed Qian Qian into the store, and quickly glanced at the bottles and cans that Qian Qian placed on the counter: "It's a pity!" was preempted by Xia Yeliang again, otherwise these are all mine. ”

Don't be so greedy! I want all the dozens of bottles of soy sauce sauce, can I use them up?! Qian Qian glanced at Fu Qingyu a little speechlessly, took out a sturdy paper bag and began to fill him with sauce.

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