Looking at the braised fish with crystal clear sauce, fragrant and aura, Yun Ming had a little appetite. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Still the same as before, Yun Ming picked up the chopsticks, stabbed them into the braised fish, picked out a piece of fish meat, and put it in his mouth.

To say what he said before, he still thought that these dishes were barely okay, but after eating the braised fish, he immediately spit it out as soon as he ate it in his mouth.

"What's wrong?" Seeing Yun Ming's reaction like this, Zhang Ziwen was suddenly surprised.

"This fish looks good, but it is a failure, the basic and most important point of making a fish mouth, that is, to remove the fishy smell, and this sweet and sour fish still has a fishy smell, obviously not marinated first, and it is not even when frying the fish, even if the sauce is good, this dish is also a failure. Yun Ming opened his mouth and said, his expression solemn, not joking.

"Also, the sauce is too sweet, which makes people feel tired. Yun Ming added, citing three shortcomings.

Originally, the dishes of Zuiyue Lou were rare delicacies for ordinary diners, but when they came to Yunming, they couldn't even reach the passing line.

The three dishes in a row failed to satisfy Yun Ming, but instead picked out a lot of shortcomings, which made Zhang Ziwen frown slightly, and felt that it was necessary to pay attention to this matter.

After all, the Zhang family is also the supporter behind Zuiyue Building, and the chef of the restaurant is so unenterprising and perfunctory, which will affect the income of the Zhang family in the end.

In a short period of time, this kind of impact may not be very large, but if this kind of thing is allowed to develop, these chefs do not take things seriously and do every dish well, so in the future, many problems will be exposed, and some customers will abandon Zuiyue Mansion and go to other restaurants.

It's not easy to run a good signboard, but it's very easy to mess up a signboard, just one stone, you can make a thousand waves.

"Young Master Zhang, why don't you move your chopsticks, are these dishes unappetizing?" Walking around the lobby, greeting diners everywhere, and wooing the shopkeeper of the relationship, he happened to come here, and saw that Zhang Ziwen and Yun Ming didn't move their chopsticks, and couldn't help but be surprised, walked over, and asked.

The shopkeeper on the first floor was a fat man in his early thirties, wearing a purple brocade robe, with a fat figure, a big belly, a face full of meat, a black hat, short hair, a shiny face, and a smile on his face, which looked very kind.

He can become the shopkeeper on the first floor, not to mention the strength, but the mouth is definitely good, he can speak well, and he is exquisite, which is inevitable, and he must have a good temper, if he has a hot temper, he must not sit in this position, after all, he has to face a lot of guests of various personalities every day.

The shopkeeper on the first floor is called Qianlai, and the name is very meaningful, and it also indicates that he will do such a business.

Qian Lai walked to Zhang Ziwen's side, and the smile on his face became brighter and more enthusiastic.

He knew Zhang Ziwen's identity, so he naturally didn't dare to slack off, although he was the shopkeeper on the first floor, but compared with the Zhang family, he was just a small person, where did he dare to pose in front of Zhang Ziwen.

"Qian Lai, these dishes are really bad today, are you going to smash your own signboard?" Zhang Ziwen turned his head slightly, looked at Qian Lai, and said solemnly, but it was a little majestic.

"No, the dishes we serve here are all according to high specifications, and there will be absolutely no slackness, don't you see that the guests around you are all eating well, isn't there any problem?" Qian Lai was a little puzzled, and rarely encountered this situation.

After all, the chefs who can enter the Zuiyue Building are all strictly selected, not just a chef can come in, and cooking is even more strict.

If you find that there are chefs who have a slack attitude in cooking and do not do a good job of each dish seriously, they will definitely be removed from the restaurant and will not be hired again.

"Do I have to lie to you, this friend of mine is a chef, I asked him to taste the dishes to see what the flaws are, and he ordered three random dishes, none of which were passing. Zhang Ziwen said seriously, the adaptability is still good, but he changed his thinking slightly, and he said that the matter of tasting dishes was very natural.

Hearing Zhang Ziwen say this, and his expression was serious, not a joke, Qian Lai had to pay attention to this matter, and his eyes fell on Yun Ming, and he was also slightly surprised.

"If these chefs slack off, I will reprimand them. Qian Lai said.

Sitting in this position, although Qian Lai is superficial, but the pressure is also very high, and all kinds of things must be properly handled, otherwise, this position is likely to be replaced.

You know, but there are many people who want to take his place, and these people will naturally not miss any opportunities.

"You have to beat them well today, otherwise they won't have a long memory, they won't think it's a serious matter, you go and call the chef who makes these three dishes out and see how he answers. Zhang Ziwen said.

Although he usually doesn't have much power to manage the affairs of Zuiyue Tower, and it is not his turn to deal with it as a teenager, but as a guest, he can somewhat interfere in this kind of matter about food.

Hearing Zhang Ziwen say this, Qian Lai felt that there was no problem in doing so, and he could take advantage of this opportunity to beat those chefs in the kitchen and frustrate their spirit.

Recently, the atmosphere in the kitchen on the first floor is not very good, there are always three or four chefs who are proud of their talents, feel that they will achieve extraordinary things in the future, and their posture is very high, and they regard themselves as roles.

When the surrounding tables of guests saw the money coming over and heard these words, they were a little curious and wanted to know what was going on.

"I'm going to ask the chef who made the three dishes to come out and confront him face-to-face to see what he has to say. Qian Lai said, still smiling on his face, and his attitude was very low.

With that, he reached out to a waiter and asked him to call out the chef who was making the three dishes.

Two minutes later, a young chef about eighteen years old, dressed in a blue chef's suit, about 176 tall, with a thin figure, with hair that covered his eyebrows, and his face was not handsome, but rather attractive, and belonged to the more arrogant type, came out of the kitchen and walked in the direction where the money came.

When he came over, there was still a disapproving look on his face, not the slightest nervousness, but a little impatient.

"Shopkeeper, what are you calling me out for? I'm still busy!" The young chef came to Qian Lai's side and said slowly, not to mention being in awe of Qian Lai, he didn't even have the least respect, as if he was the uncle.

"These are the three dishes you just cooked, none of them are qualified, what do you say?" Qian Lai pointed to the three dishes on the table that were still filled with heat and floating aura, and said, his voice was a little cold.