Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Color Is Like Mutton Fat Crisp Nephrite
If Wang Tiejun is a pure person, this is true.
On the way to pursue cooking, he is a pure person, and the reason why he can become a chef is not because of how talented he is and how spiritual he is, but because he is willing to make up his mind to learn. Diligence can make up for clumsiness, and it is practical in any field. Even a silly boy like Guo Jing can learn to descend the dragon and eighteen palms. That's the kind of person you are!
But if you say that Wang Tiejun is a good person, then you are biased.
Whether he is a good person or not, at least he is a person who can drill camp. Not only to learn from cooking, but also to drill into business.
So far, his restaurant business is good.
That's how he got into the camp. By dredging the relationship and getting the reception of various units, you can see that this person is not as pure as he sees now.
Therefore, it is not wrong to say that Wang Tiejun is not a pure person.
Human beings are inherently contradictions. Wang Tiejun is such a contradiction.
Rong Yu felt that he was like a historical Yi Ya. Yi Ya's cooking skills are very high, and he is the first person to open a private kitchen, and is respected as an ancestor by chefs. But if you think that Yi Ya is a very pure and good person based on this, it is wrong.
is such a person, cooking for soup, sycophant Huan Gong, causing chaos in the Qi country, starving the monarch, and leading to the decline of the Spring and Autumn overlord Qi State.
Wang Tiejun is not as good as Yi Ya's achievements, but he just has the same character.
"If you go to my store to be the head chef, I will give you 50,000 yuan a month."
When Wang Tiejun said this, he was very sincere, and he could see that this sentence was not a lie, but he really wanted to give Rong Yu a salary of 50,000 a month, and he would not deduct it.
The biggest advantage of this kind of person is that he never dares to say big things about people who are stronger than himself.
But Rong Yu knows very well what kind of changes Wang Tiejun's restaurant will have after he has his own. We will definitely accept high-end banquets. A high-end banquet can bring high-end contacts, which is enough to support him to have new ambitions.
People are like this, once they reach a certain goal, they think about the bigger and stronger in the future.
But to become bigger and stronger requires enough ambition, and more importantly, you need to have enough intelligence to support your ambitions.
Rong Yu didn't think that Wang Tiejun had enough wisdom to support his ambitions.
From Wang Tiejun's use of the community's relationship to solicit customers, he knows that he is not big, nor strong. Being able to keep this restaurant from going out of business is already a Chinese attitude.
It's not that there are no people with the posture of dragons and phoenixes, but it's definitely not someone as short-sighted as him.
There is nothing wrong with using connections to pull business, but if you bring an official identity, it is his fault. This kind of unclear relationship can easily make him the fuse of defeat.
To put it bluntly, this is short-sightedness, short-sightedness to the point of only seeing immediate benefits.
"After more than a month, I'm ready to close the noodle shop!"
Rong Yu smiled.
"I made a private chef, in a place on the outskirts of the city."
Wang Tiejun nodded with an "oh-" sound.
"A talent like you, you really shouldn't just make noodles."
"I'm not a big talent, I can cook, just like it." Rong Yu didn't want to say more, so he continued to swipe his mobile phone, and he didn't urge Wang Tiejun.
"I have one more question!"
Wang Tiejun looked at Rong Yu and looked forward to it.
"Alas, just ask, all at once!" Rong Yu sighed.
"You are only in your twenties this year, why do you have such a level of cooking skills, I have also eaten the dishes of the master of the state banquet, and it is not necessarily better than you. And the masters who do the state banquet are generally at least more than 20 years in the industry. ”
"Achievement by age is inferior in itself!" Rong Yu put down his phone, looked at Wang Tiejun and smiled, "It's the same with cooking, and it's the same with being a person." Twelve-year-old Ganluo can be a prime minister, but how can I not be a chef at twenty-seven? ”
Wang Tiejun was silent.
"Cooking is actually a state of mind. Stir-fry and cook in a restaurant every day, and no one can be a chef without a moment of leisure. In the back kitchen, the dispatcher can be the chef. Quietly study, be diligent in thinking, do what the predecessors have not done, think about what the predecessors have not thought, can be a master. Ask yourself, in which product? ”
Wang Tiejun did not say a word.
I sat for a long time.
Rong Yu didn't care about him, so he went out and chatted with other people who opened the shop outside.
You have to give people time to think for themselves.
These things that Rong Yu said are actually not new, it is estimated that Wang Tiejun may have heard people say it before, but just because the people who said it are not as good as him, and even because of the difference in the industry, he will not listen to it seriously.
But today's words were said by Rong Yu, he is not as good as Rong Yu, so he felt that what Rong Yu said was very reasonable and touched a lot, so he calmed down and reflected on himself.
This is just human nature, especially some people who have achieved a little bit of self-esteem, and in fact, they must go through a stage in this life.
Rong Yu had experienced this stage in his previous life, so he didn't need to go through this stage again in this life.
But Wang Tiejun has not experienced it, so he is experiencing it today.
When men are together, they talk about a variety of things.
talked about fishing and health from the international trend, and also talked about the widow next door to Zhang San, as for the characteristics of the girl in the foot-washing city, whether she speaks well or not, whether her skills are good or not, etc., are commonplace.
Finally, we talked about the lottery, saying which community sold vegetables, bought two dollars, and won millions. Most of them are false. At least in this community of Rong Yu, there are millions of them, and there are no legends.
But while chatting, some people looked behind Rong Yu.
Wang Tiejun can be regarded as having a head and a face in the community. After all, if you open such a big restaurant, you are a big boss, and most people are reluctant to say anything in front of him.
It's a sense of distance, it's not that people don't want to talk to rich people. If a rich person doesn't have a shelf, he interjects with you every day, and you are still familiar with it. But if a rich person is not close to the living, and cherishes words like gold in front of ordinary people, it will cause a sense of estrangement.
According to the people here, isn't there just two money? Lao Tzu doesn't owe you, what kind of stinky face, the more you put on your face, the more unwilling Lao Tzu is to take care of you.
The people are afraid of officials, but they are not afraid of wealth.
Rong Yu felt everyone's gaze, so he turned his head to look behind him and saw Wang Tiejun standing far away. So he stood up and looked at Wang Tiejun from a distance.
Without walking over, Wang Tiejun hugged his fist at Rong Yu from afar, nodded, turned around and left.
"This dog's day, relying on relationships, is making a lot of trouble in this area!"
A middle-aged man in his forties and fifties who opened a grocery store said a little sourly. The man rolled up the hem of his undershirt all the way to his chest, exposing his big belly and two big pieces of scum.
I feel hot when I look at this fat body.
"If you have the ability, you can also pull the relationship." The person who bought cigarettes and alcohol next to him couldn't help but despise it, "You just have the ability to pull the relationship, but you don't have the ability to be a chef." The last time I went to him to eat once, I also looked up to me, I personally fried a celery fragrant dried mushroom, the taste is really good, but it is too expensive, slaughtered once, I don't want to go again. ”
"You're not out of money!" When the owner of the grocery store spoke, he turned to look at the owner of the cigarette hotel, and the fat on his body shook a few times.
"If you want me to say, I still like to eat Boss Rong's beef noodles!" A retired old man, wearing a vest, carrying a teapot, and holding a folding fan in his hand, said as he shook it.
Rong Yu smiled and waved his hand: "Don't, go back." ”
Back in the store, lock the door and leave.
In the evening, Rong Yu and Qian Duoduo video.
This girl is obviously in a much better mood than she was yesterday. She didn't talk much this time, because Rong Yu was the only one on the other side, so she lay quietly on the bed, her face still on the camera, and her face looked big. The two hands were folded and the chin was dragged, and the legs were folded, one in front of the other, shaking unhurriedly.
"What I'm going to make today is a mandarin fish."
Rong Yu looked at Qian Duoduo and smiled.
"I am particular about making mandarin fish, and I am also a picker, so I can't count it as my own innovative work."
Rong Yu slowly processed the mandarin fish he bought, while explaining to Qian Duoduo.
"The mandarin fish of the mandarin fish is homophonic with Gui. Therefore, mandarin fish means to hope for people to return. Rong Yu's voice was unhurried, "Li Dongyang, the first assistant of the Ming Dynasty cabinet, wrote a poem, 'Panchi rain over the new water is long, and the mandarin fish in the south of the Yangtze River is as big as a palm...... Traveling far away to cherish the double fish, there must be a memory of the appearance of the fish 'The double fish here is the mandarin fish, looking forward to the people who travel far away, return as soon as possible. ”
Qian Duoduo's eyes didn't roll, as if they had been frozen.
"Do you know what is the most famous way to eat mandarin fish?" Rong Yu didn't care about her, she talked while doing it, and she didn't even have time to take a look at Qian Duoduo.
"They all thought that the stinky mandarin fish in Xingsha was the most famous, but the stinky mandarin fish in Huizhou was the most authentic, and it was once known as 'dragon meat in the sky', which is of course an exaggeration. However, it has a history of more than 200 years, and it is said that it is still a royal servant. The mandarin fish rhymed with fresh to the prefect, but he knew that the mandarin fish was dead and smelly, so he salted it with salt and made it into braised flavored mandarin fish. After the prefect ate it, everyone appreciated it, so it became a traditional delicacy in Huizhou. ”
"Uh, you can eat it even if it stinks?" Qian Duoduo couldn't help it.
"Haha, this is just a legend, I said it before. Half of the legends and history of the food are true. The real stinky mandarin fish is not stinky, but the fermented taste created by special pickling. ”
"It's like tofu!"
Qian Duoduo is still smart, draw inferences!
"That's right, so those legends of food, sometimes it's okay to listen to them, but if there are poems handed down, then you can check whether it's true."
"I see!" Qian Duoduo nodded, "Are you going to make stinky mandarin fish today?" ”
"No, what I'm going to make is mandarin fish soup!"
Rong Yu looked at Qian Duoduo and smiled: "The color is like mutton fat crispy nephrite, and the thick fresh rice is fine and slippery in the throat." These two poems say that when the mandarin fish soup is boiled, the soup is like mutton fat and white jade, with a strong fragrance, and the taste of soaking rice is even fuller. ”
"Alas, when I talk to a cultured person like you, I feel illiterate more than once." Qian Duoduo had a sad face, and he was still worried, "Who wrote this poem, just looking at the first sentence, I thought it was the kind that writes about women without clothes, ahhh ”
"Su Dongpo's brother!"
"Ah, isn't that the reason for the word? Su Zhe, I read the preface in his "Water Tune Song Head" mentioned in the preface. Speaking of this knowledge point that junior high school students understand, Qian Duoduo was excited, and finally had one that he understood.
"Haha......" Rong Yu laughed, and then sighed, "Isn't Ziyou a younger brother?" ”
"Huh?" Qian Duoduo was frustrated again, opened his mouth wide, and took a bite at the camera, very violent.
"I made it up, Su Dongpo's brother died when he was four or five years old, where can I write poems about this kind of food?" Rong Yu has a lot of money, it's very interesting!