Food: How Did I Become a Chef When I Set Up a Stall? Chapter 125

Chapter 125 Don't you have any idea?

“Where has Chef Jiang gone? Why is there no news about him?”

 Many people miss Jiangfeng's delicacies.

 After all, it's really not easy to forget after eating it.

Many people are still waiting in line for him to set up a stall.

 It's a pity that we can't even see the stalls this time.

Some people were asking about Liu Bao, but Liu Bao promised Jiang Feng not to announce his whereabouts, so he didn't say anything in the group.

 Otherwise, it would be very troublesome for even a few dozen people to attend a banquet.

 In the evening, Wang Lei and his family were preparing to arrange the situation in the yard.

Tomorrow is Mr. Wang's eightieth birthday. As the eldest grandson, Wang Lei attaches great importance to the old man's birthday banquet. He even visits every house in the village, and many people agree to come.

Mr. Wang is an old village doctor with a strong body. In the early years, he was also a well-known handsome young man from all over the country. He helped many people in the village.

 As the saying goes, if you accumulate virtue and do good deeds, you will have your own protection. All the descendants of Mr. Wang are very successful.

 Some studied well and passed the exams, and some made money by doing their own business.

Wang Lei just stayed in the village and built an ecological greenhouse, and the business was pretty good.

Now that the old man is eighty, the family is planning to hold a big party. The brothers and sisters have given money, and Wang Lei is responsible for finding a chef.

“Leilei, are you sure the chef is fine? I heard that you canceled the banquet you ordered from the last restaurant.”

 The uncle saw Wang Lei and expressed concern.

Wang Lei showed a confident expression and replied:

“Uncle, don't worry, it will be fine.”

 “You will know when the time comes.”

Seeing how confident he was, the uncle didn't say much more.

At the same time, the chefs were also busy in the back kitchen of the restaurant.

 In the restaurant renovation, the kitchen does not need to be renovated, but a new oven, new range hood, new freezer, etc. are installed.

 Jiang Feng is still willing to invest.

Opening a restaurant consumes a lot of money, and chefs sometimes worry about how Jiangyuetai will perform after opening.

If a big restaurant like this pays compensation, it really does.

 Zhang Hu is staring here.

“Brother Hu, you said our restaurant has opened, can the business be better than before?”

 A young chef asked.

After all, this is about everyone's future, and everyone is inevitably concerned.

 While the others were working, they all looked at Zhang Hu.

Zhang Hu is forty years old this year, slightly fat, with a big head and thick neck. He looks like a chef.

 He responded immediately:

“Relax, just look at the news on the Internet and see how many people are fans of Boss Jiang.”

“As long as our craftsmanship is good, there will be no shortage of customers.”

“Everyone, do your best. Boss Jiang is a generous man. If the restaurant makes money, his wages will definitely increase.”

 Hearing what he said, everyone became more enthusiastic about working.

Jiang Feng and Zhang Hu really said that raising wages would be no problem as long as the restaurant's profits are good.

 The guys started processing the ingredients and turning them into a semi-processed state.

For all the dishes Jiang Feng wants to make, the ingredients have been prepared early.

Each soft-shell turtle has been processed cleanly, leaving no trace of the yellow fat inside.

There are also seabass and shrimp, they are all ready and they are still alive.

 The boss should be treated like a boss.

Jiang Feng doesn't have to worry about anything at all, he can just go to the stove and cook it the next day.

Jiang Feng is now at leisure.

 Relax and play at home, play with the dog, and play games.

I had nothing to do. I even jogged a few laps in the community to stretch my muscles.

 The environment of the community is good and it is comfortable to run.

The next day, Jiang Feng got into the off-road vehicle, took the puppy, and rushed to the destination.

 At about eight o'clock, Jiang Yuetai's chef and car arrived.

 Everyone started to unload the ingredients, set up the stove and set the table.

Jiang Feng also started to be busy.

Today's ingredients: tortoise, seabass, and prawns

 They are all creatures in the water.

The creatures in the water only eat fresh food, but if it is killed and left for two days, the taste will be different.

There is a young man who handles ingredients specifically to help Jiang Feng, helping him with things like scraping fish scales and picking shrimp lines.

The fish meat must be washed cleanly, and all the bones and blood must be removed. These are the sources of the fishy smell.

 If you can't wash it clean, it will smell fishy no matter what you do next.

After the fish is clean, it is necessary to change the knife. Jiang Feng picked up a cleaned seabass and cut several cuts on the inside and several cuts on the outside. This can not only ensure the overall beauty of the fish, but also greatly increase the contact surface of the fish. It will be stewed in a while. It takes time to taste.

 The cooks are busy coming and going.

People in Wang Lei's family also come and go.

Jiang Feng occasionally glanced at the situation in the yard.

These past few days I have really seen all kinds of life!

 There are 100-day banquets for babies, funerals for the elderly, and 80th birthdays for the elderly.

 There will be a wedding banquet later.

 They are all major events in life.

 Everything has a busy chef.

 Not many people came to join in the fun today.

 After all, steamed sea bass, braised turtle, and hibiscus shrimp are not dishes that exude fragrance. You have to wait until you taste them to know whether they taste good or not.

All the elderly people in the village have come over. Two old people, both in their nineties, also came over today to wish Mr. Wang a happy birthday.

They often lament that time flies by so fast.

 I remember when Mr. Wang was still a child.

　　Now I'm eighty!

But eighty-year-olds are still children in their eyes, and they will still be glaring when they should brag about their beards.

Mr. Wang is wearing new clothes and is smiling.   Villagers kept coming to wish me birthday.

“Dr. Wang's blessings are as good as those in the East China Sea, and his longevity is as long as the Southern Mountains!”

 “A good man will surely live a long life!”

 “The old man is still in good health!”

 “The old man is already eighty, so he needs to celebrate!”

 The faces of the Wang family were filled with smiles.

 Today is indeed a happy day.

 People are smiling and interacting with each other.

Wang Lei's uncle was originally worried about the chef, fearing that the one Wang Lei hired would not be reliable.

 After looking around, I immediately put my heart in my stomach.

These chefs are professional at first sight.

The cold dishes alone are extraordinary.

 Some plates are square, with green vegetables on the sides and sauced beef in the middle.

 Some plates are round, with cold shrimps surrounded by a circle.

It feels unusual.

 The chefs all wear chef uniforms and come and go in an orderly manner.

 The style is very high.

 On normal days, it would be difficult to hire a team of restaurant chefs at such a price. Today, because the chefs are still getting paid and can get additional subsidies, everyone is willing to come.

The stove is full of wind and fire.

Jiang Feng is also busy attentively.

Wang Lei's uncle came to Wang Lei and praised him:

“You hired a good chef. I think the dishes are quite good, and the cold dishes are all on the plate!”

 “It looks so delicious!”

Hearing this, Wang Lei replied confidently:

“No, Chef Jiang's cooking is more delicious. You can try the soft-shelled turtle, sea bass and shrimp he cooked today.”

“Chef Jiang? Which one? The fat one and the stronger one?”

“No, it's the young one. He looks quite handsome and fair.”

“He's a chef? I thought he was here for an internship, he's too young!”

“He is not only the chef, but also the boss. All the chefs listen to him!”

"ah?"

While the two were chatting, the uncle's daughter Wang Miao came over.

“What are you two talking about? Don't talk to the villagers.”

Hearing this, Wang Lei smiled and said: "I was talking to my uncle about Chef Jiang. I invited Chef Jiang here. My uncle didn't recognize Chef Jiang and thought he was a fat man."

Hearing Wang Lei's words, Wang Miao immediately became excited.

“Chef Jiang? That stall owner? Are you here today?”

“I've invited you over, and I'll be cooking shrimps in the back!” Wang Lei introduced rather eloquently.

“Really or not? Brother, don't lie to me. My best friend and I queued up to eat at his food stall before, and we couldn't even get in line!”

Wang Miao was doubtful and walked to the kitchen.

Jiang Feng is quite well-known among young people. Even if many people don't know him, they have seen his videos.

Wang Miao knows Jiang Feng and has chatted with Wang Lei before. They are all regular customers of Jiang Feng.

Now that he heard that Jiang Feng was at home, Wang Miao was very excited.

  She walked all the way to the kitchen, and sure enough, she saw Jiang Feng cutting up the tortoise at a glance.

 “Chef Jiang, it's really you!”

Wang Miao immediately came over to say hello.

Hearing someone calling him, Jiang Feng looked up and saw a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old.

"Hello."

Jiang Feng still greeted politely.

 “What a coincidence, I couldn't eat from your stall before.”

 “You actually delivered it to my door today!”

Wang Miao's eyes brightened a little.

Hearing this, Jiang Feng could only smile awkwardly.

 Then, Wang Miao and Jiang Feng took a few photos, and Jiang Feng readily agreed.

 After taking the photo, Wang Miao sent the photo to her best friend to show her.

“Chef Jiang is hosting a banquet at my house today, and he's cooking specially for me!”

 Wang Miao sent a message to his best friend.

 After a while, my best friend sent a message:

"It's really him. He looks very handsome. Is he cooking for you? Isn't that a banquet?"

　　“Rounding it up, it's just for me, the real person is super good-looking! I love it!”

 “Won't you take the opportunity to take him down?”

 “That's not impossible.”

 The topics between best friends have always been quite cross-border, but they were all just words.

After seeing this, the chefs at Jiang Yuetai chatted quietly.

“When do you think I can be like the boss? When I cook, girls will come and take photos.”

"Don't you have a clue? Look at your account balance. There is a basin of water. Look at your face. Tell me why you are like a boss?"

 The cook who spoke first looked into the basin.

Reflected in the water, he looks handsome, with a pair of small eyes that look particularly intelligent. A black mole on his chin adds a touch of masculine charm to him. There are also a few curly hairs growing on the mole, making him look a bit like a fortune teller. sense of mystery.

 “Isn't this handsome?”

 He commented on himself.

Hearing this, the other chef didn't want to say more.

 Just use the kitchen knife to cut meat harder in your hand.

 (End of this chapter)

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