"Hmm...... Is there still a lot to pay attention to? ”

Antoneva frowned, sat down on her knees, flipped her wrist, and opened the notepad of her personal terminal, ready to record Yumeng's words as a reference.

Obviously, whether it is the level of familiarity involved in the culinary field before, or the fact that she has successfully passed the audit of the trainee chef of the student canteen, it proves that Youmeng at least has insights and cognition far beyond her in restaurant management and cooking skills.

For Antoneva, one thing is either not done, and if it is decided, then it will definitely try to do the best. Documenting and learning from others is undoubtedly the quickest and most effective way to do so.

Glancing at Antoneva, who was taking notes carefully, Yumeng's eyes couldn't help but light up.

Sure enough, as she expected, Antoneva, who was once the eldest lady and honor student, is simply a pure blank sheet of paper in this regard, is there anything better than this?!

"The chef is an important position no less than the head chef, representing the face, heart and dignity of a restaurant.

You must know that when every guest enters the restaurant, the first thing they see is the foreman and waiter shuttling through the restaurant. Then, during all the process of enjoying the food, including leaving the restaurant, I will interact with them constantly. ”

As she spoke, Youmeng glanced at Antoneva, who nodded frequently, and continued to talk nonsense in a serious manner.

"So, Sister Neva, you must understand that you are responsible for the image of the restaurant and the bond that connects the guests to the food."

Is image endorsement an important bond?

Antonière nodded solemnly, this was indeed a little different from what she had thought before, but it did make some sense to hear Youmeng say this.

"Got it, so is there anything I need to pay attention to in terms of details?"

After emphasizing the words "image" and "bond" on the notepad of his personal terminal, Antoneva raised his head and looked at Yumeng.

"Of course," Yumeng nodded excitedly, adding while the iron was hot.

"Since you are the head chef of the restaurant, it is necessary to wear professional attire that satisfies customers and chefs during working hours."

"Satisfactory professional attire?"

Antoneva didn't understand if there was anything else to say about this.

"Hey, hey, hey~ Because the restaurant foreman actually has a title called the head maid, so of course it's a maid ~ servant ~ outfit ~!"

Youmeng smiled, (wiped the corners of his mouth ~ fog), and his eyes glowed and he raised his fingers to take stock in detail.

"First of all, the Katyusha maid's headdress, the little apron, and the short dress must be able to show the absolute realm. Then then, there are at least one pantyhose, one pair of suspenders, one black and white stocking, and of course, small leather shoes with round toe and Mary Jane heels are also essential. By the way, having a cute mouth fetish is a plus. If I can, I think animal ear decoration is a good feature, such as cat ears, rabbit ears, ......"

"Oh?" Antoneva narrowed his eyes, slowly stopped the record in his hand, leaned back slightly against the wall, and asked gently, "So dear chef, do you have any other requirements besides the dress code?" ”

"Well, there's also the scope of work, a qualified, um, head maid, in addition to delivering dishes, greeting guests, and other ordinary daily work, including warm ...... Warm ......"

Uh-huh......

Youmeng's face was flushed and she was about to blurt out the words in her mouth, and her excited dull hair suddenly cooled.

All of a sudden, it seems that the surroundings are quiet and a little scary.

Raising his head weakly, he saw Antoneva holding his chin in his right hand, looking at her quietly, his gentle eyes flashing with a hint of dangerous eagerness.

"Huh? Why don't you say it, continue to talk about it, including what is warm......" Antoneva asked with a light smile and curiosity.

"Uh......"

(It's over, it's over, I accidentally said hey, I'm going to die now!) ）

Youmeng scratched her cheeks and blinked innocently, "Of course, these are all things I heard from the fat house, and I don't know exactly what they are." ”

Cautiously glanced at Antoineva, whose expression had not changed, and smiled awkwardly, picked up the convenience bag in his hand and slowly retreated to the door.

"Well, it's so late, you must be hungry, Sister Neva. I'll go get you some hot dinner first, and after you're full, you still have to help check the restaurant's operating model and rules and regulations. ”

Slipped ~ slipped ~ ————

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Happy Qixi Festival.

Frankly speaking, this chapter was coded out in advance by touching the fish. During the day, he was helping the king's Carol to call and play the list, and the number of words may be slightly less than a few hundred words.

Don't worry too much about it, just take it, the holiday promotion is discounted. 【Cute Mix】

Slipped, lala~

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