Yes, Meng Tao had an idea, this is my secret recipe, why should I tell others?

After thinking for a while, Meng Tao finally made up his mind to provide food to Yuehuju. I just contracted these plots to grow vegetables, isn't it just to sell them for money?

If you want to sell this kind of high-quality vegetables, you can sell them in high-end restaurants, and Yuehuju is definitely the best choice. Although he made up his mind, Meng Tao did not immediately reply to Sun Shouwang, he planned to think carefully for two more days, and he must not damage his own interests.

Yuehuju Restaurant is located in Haicang District, next to the Financial Street, in the middle of the noise.

Being able to have a restaurant covering an area of 40 acres next to the financial street where every inch of land is at a premium, this in itself represents a kind of strength.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, the kitchen of Yuehu Ju presented a busy scene, and began to prepare the ingredients for dinner.

"Wang Lei, the dumpling filling hasn't been mixed yet, can you do it? Can't do it!" At the pastry department, Jiang Ping, who was short and fat, yelled at Wang Lei.

"I'm sorry, director, it's good right away. Wang Lei bowed his head and apologized. This is indeed his mistake, he has been busy making leeks and egg stuffed buns just now, and he has delayed the matter of mixing dumpling filling.

"Just apologize? I tell you, if our department deducts the bonus because of you, you will immediately roll me up and get out!" finally caught Wang Lei for a mistake, how could Jiang Ping let him go so easily, pointing at Wang Lei and scolding loudly.

Jiang Ping's loud voice alarmed the head chef Song Dapeng, came over to ask about the situation, and persuaded Jiang Ping: "Old Jiang, don't be so hot, there is still a while to leave the meal, it's still too late, Xiao Wang usually works well, almost has it." ”

Since Song Dapeng had spoken, Jiang Ping didn't dare not give face, glared at Wang Lei fiercely, turned around and left angrily.

"Xiao Wang, go to work, Lao Jiang is this temper and this mouth are annoying, in fact, people are not bad, take your time. ”

"Thank you, Head Chef. Wang Lei took a deep breath, swallowed the grievances in his heart, and thanked Song Dapeng.

"Well, get busy!" Song Dapeng patted Wang Lei's shoulder and smiled.

"How's the preparation? How's the preparation?" Just as Song Dapeng was about to leave the pastry department, two people walked in briskly from the front hall, led by a middle-aged man in a suit and glasses, followed by the account manager Lin Yuanyuan.

Seeing this, Song Dapeng hurriedly greeted him with a smile on his face: "Mr. Cheng, why are you here?"

The middle-aged man's name is Cheng Yajun, the general manager of Yuehuju.

"There is a very important guest at a table tonight, I don't stare at it," Cheng Yajun stared at Song Dapeng and said seriously, "Old Song, you can't drop the chain!"

"Don't worry, Mr. Cheng, you don't feel at ease when I do things. ”

"Don't worry, of course don't worry," as he spoke, Cheng Yajun turned his head and saw Wang Lei who was trying to stir the stuffing, and his face sank suddenly, "What time is it, why hasn't the stuffing been mixed yet?"

This...... Song Dapeng just wanted to find a reason to explain, Jiang Ping trotted over and said urgently: "Cheng is always like this, in order to make the taste better, I asked Xiao Wang to mix it twice." ”

Although Jiang Ping hates Wang Lei, he knows that dismantling Wang Lei's platform at this time is equivalent to dismantling his own table, and it is impossible for the leader to embarrass a small pastry chef, so the unlucky one can only be himself as the head of the pastry department.

"Okay, hurry up, don't make a mistake!"

"Please rest assured, Mr. Cheng will not be able to make a mistake!" Seeing that Cheng Yajun no longer asked, Jiang Ping hurriedly sealed the certificate.

Cheng Yajun nodded, turned around and was about to leave, when his nose suddenly sniffed hard, "What smells so good?"

At this time, Song Dapeng and the others also smelled it, and Jiang Ping directly set his eyes on the steaming cabinet next to him, and the fragrance emanated from there.

Wang Lei was frightened at this moment, he didn't expect that he was so much back, doing some private work was discovered, and the most serious thing was that Mr. Cheng was also there, and now it was over, and he would definitely be expelled.

No one noticed the abnormality of Wang Lei's face, Jiang Ping stepped forward to open the steaming cabinet, and four large buns were placed in a drawer upright, the fragrance gushed out with the steam, and everyone took a sip, all stunned, so fragrant?

"Boom. Jiang Ping, who was closest to him, couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, resisted the urge to grab the bun and take a bite, picked up the clip and took out the drawer of buns.

After all, Wang Lei had eaten, and he was the first to wake up, and came to Cheng Yajun and others tremblingly, bowing his head and apologizing with a nervous face: "Mr. Cheng, head chef, I was wrong, I don't dare anymore." ”

Who knew that Cheng Yajun and Song Dapeng didn't even look at him at all, their eyes seemed to be on the bun, they took a deep breath, Cheng Yajun reached out and picked up a hot bun, poured it twice in his hand, handed it to his mouth and took a bite.

After the bun broke the skin, the fragrance emitted was even more attractive, Song Dapeng, Jiang Ping, Lin Yuanyuan stared at the bun in Cheng Yajun's hand, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva in unison.

"This bun?" After a moment, Cheng Yajun turned his head and asked Wang Lei in surprise, "Did you wrap it?"

"Yes, it's me. Wang Lei nodded and admitted that he was ready to be expelled.

"Where did you get this leek?" When he asked this, Cheng Yajun's voice trembled a little.

"Yes, it was given by a relative of mine. Wang Lei told the truth, seeing that Cheng Yajun didn't blame himself, Wang Lei had a trace of desire in his heart, maybe he didn't have to be expelled.

"This bun is really special, you can try it too. Cheng Yajun pointed to the remaining three buns and said to Song Dapeng, Lin Yuanyuan and Jiang Ping.

The three people who had already been salivated by the scent of steamed buns were not polite, and one picked up a steamed bun and stuffed it into his mouth.

took a bite, and the expressions of the three of them suddenly became exactly the same as Cheng Yajun just now.

"You come with me!" Cheng Yajun pointed at Wang Lei, turned around and walked out of the kitchen, before he left the kitchen, the two halves of the buns had been swallowed into his stomach by three or two, and he even licked his lips unsatisfied.

In the general manager's office on the east side of the fifth floor of Yuehuju, Cheng Yajun took a glass of water from the water dispenser with a paper cup and handed it to Wang Lei, who looked restrained: "Xiao Wang, drink water." ”

Wang Lei stood up flattered: "Thank you, Mr. Cheng." Due to the excitement, some of the water in the cup spilled out, which made Wang Lei grin.

"Xiao Wang, can you tell me what's going on with this leek?" Cheng Yajun, who had regained his composure, sat down opposite Wang Lei and asked Wang Lei with a kind face.

"Okay, good Mr. Cheng......" Wang Lei took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the tension in his heart, and told Cheng Yajun in detail what happened at Sun Shouwang's house, but Meng Tao Wang Lei played a little clever and didn't tell the truth, just said that leeks were cultivated by his relatives.

"Can they supply us?" Cheng Yajun directly asked the question he was most concerned about.

"This, I don't know, I asked my brother-in-law about it in the afternoon, I said the price is easy to say, my brother-in-law called in front of me, but I didn't get in touch, said if I was contacted, he would help me ask. ”

"Okay, good," Cheng Yajun patted the armrest of the sofa and applauded, "Xiao Wang, our restaurant is an employee who needs you to think about everything for the sake of the restaurant, in this way, you have recently put down the work in your hand and focus on this matter with all your might, if you can get this thing done, I will give you the first credit!"

Hearing Cheng Yajun's promise, Wang Lei suddenly became excited, and stood up to assure Cheng Yajun: "Please rest assured that Mr. Cheng, I will do my best to complete this task!"

"Okay, I'm waiting for your good news. ”