MTL - Food Circle Plug-in Emperor-Chapter 33 Meals also depend on the almanac

  Chapter 33 Meals also depend on the almanac

   All the instructions that should be warned are over.

   Zhao Meng waved his hand: "Let's go, let's go to work on the stove."

  It's their turn to be on the night shift today.

   Except for the two people on the day shift who can take a rest after get off work, everyone else is doing as usual.

  Fu Yu followed Zhao Meng to the kitchen counter, and Yao Shi came here after changing his personal server.

  Yao Shi is a person who pursues the quality of life very much.

  Usually in the back kitchen, his overalls are always clean and tidy, ironed and straight.

   Now that he is off work, he changed into his private server.

  In the dog days, he was wearing a suit with no recognizable brand, and the inconspicuous old-fashioned mechanical watch was faintly exposed under the French armbands, which was a classic model of Patek Philippe.

  For a poor kitchen worker like Fu Yu, looking at Yao Shi's attire, he felt that he was a little too stuffy, but fortunately, he looked very decent.

   But outside, whether it is Maxima or a music restaurant, anyone with a little taste can clearly know that even if the person in front of him works in the back kitchen, he must be the chef or a manager of a related department.

   And the family background is superior, the one who is rich and powerful.

  After all, wealth may come from the inheritance of the previous generation, or it may come from self-made.

  If it is the former, people tend to only envy his good life.

   But if it is the latter, then he himself will be both respected and awe-inspiring.

  Yao Shi greeted Zhao Meng, then turned to Fu Yu and said, "The music restaurant will host a large-scale company celebration tomorrow morning, so you should go directly to help me cook in the morning."

   Fu Yu nodded quickly: "Okay, Chef Yao, I understand."

  Yao Shi took out an order sheet folded into a square from his pocket, and handed it over.

   "Here is the order list, you can take a look, and you have a little understanding of tomorrow's work."

   Fu Yu took it over.

   Unfolding the order list, Fu Yu couldn't help but sigh secretly.

   How can I say that the music restaurant is high-end, just this order list, holding it in your hand, gives people the first impression that it is high-end.

  The order list is made of high-grade copperplate paper, with exquisitely designed patterns printed on it, and the logo of the music restaurant is a very distinctive and figurative type.

   It is clear at a glance that this very textured order list is exclusively for music restaurants.

  As for the entire order list, the most eye-catching thing is the printed price on the first line.

   (dining for 10 people) according to the median.

  RMB5700/seat+50 service charge

   That is the cost of ordering a table. The basic price is 5,750 yuan, excluding drinks.

   And this price belongs to the median.

  The median on the order list is the mid-range price.

   If this is a high position, can't it be a five-figure base? !

Fu Yu glanced at the recipe above, and said dumbfounded: "Chef Zhao, come and have a look! This steamed Argentine red shrimp with garlic vermicelli is our garlic prawn, right? And this first-grade whole duck is braised duck, right?" ?”

   Except for the different name, how can it be no different from the signature dishes in your own store when you look at the ingredients?

  Zhao Meng glanced at it and nodded: "It should be, after all, the procurement of our restaurant and the procurement of the music restaurant are all in cooperation with the same seafood store."

Fu Yu's eyes widened: "Damn it! Then our garlic prawns are only 150 a plate, and a braised duck is 128. If we calculate according to this, if all the dishes on this order list are cooked here, It's only two thousand yuan at most, and when you get to their place, double the amount and take a turn, it's a money grab!"

  Zhao Meng: "Music restaurants follow the high-end consumption route, and they specialize in contracting various banquets. If they don't raise the grade, how can they make their own characteristics?"

  Fu Yu nodded seriously, and whispered: "Chu Zhao, I will definitely learn from Chef Yao. When you ascend to heaven in the future, don't forget to take me with you!"

  Zhao Meng smiled lightly: "Okay, I just took the order, chicken wings baked squid, the ingredients used happen to be your brother, you can take charge of it!"

  Fu Yu: "Chef Zhao, I feel insulted!"

  Zhao Meng hehe: "Come and work!"

  Fu Yu sighed helplessly, and obediently followed over to help the cook.

  No way, who made himself a small worker, with poor skills and no strength?

   Zhao Meng is very good at cooking. For so many years, he has been able to attract a stable group of diners to the restaurant. This alone makes Fu Yu admire him.

  The dishes made by a chef can allow customers to taste a unique taste in one bite. This is the skill of recognizing people by their dishes.

  However, compared to Yao Shi's emphasis on life, Zhao Meng's life is a bit too casual.

  As a chef, he has a guaranteed salary of 7,500 a month, plus commissions for the dishes, which can easily reach 20,000 a month.

  Obviously I have a house, but I live in a hotel dormitory. I have a high salary, but I never spend much.

In his words: "Consumption? Why do you need to consume? It doesn't cost money to eat and live. My elder brother is alone, and the whole family is not hungry. Who will wear it? The food in the store is not better than the food outside? I can eat whatever I want. What do you do for yourself, you live your life, how comfortable you are, not for others to see."

   Fu Yu couldn't help asking: "Chu Zhao, is there no one you like in this city?"

  With such slovenliness, do you really plan to be a bachelor for the rest of your life?

  Zhao Meng said frankly: "When you are alone, you can arrange your life quite well. If you find a girlfriend, it will make your life more chaotic. It's better to be single. It's okay to leave the single."

   Fu Yu was amazed.

   Zhao Chu’s view of love is really sober!

   Then he couldn't help but yell: "Chef Zhao, isn't it because you really can't find it?"

   Zhao Meng raised his foot and kicked the person: "Work!"

  There are a lot of customers eating at night.

  The order list was passed to the back kitchen, Zhao Meng took it and circled the ones he specialized in, and tore the rest to Gu Yunwu.

  The orderer sent a message: "Chef Zhao, this customer said that he asked for all the meals to be served per person, and they have to share them."

  Zhao Meng was taken aback: "What? What are you playing?"

The orderer explained: "The customer said that in the twelfth cycle of the earthly branch, it is best not to hold a banquet on the day when the unitary earthly branch is brought. Today is the day when the unitary earthly branch is brought, and no banquets are allowed. The store is required to make separate meals according to the number of people. If you pay for yourself, it’s considered eating alone.”

   Zhao Meng was stunned!

  Fu Yu was also dumbfounded.

   You didn’t even do that, did you?

   Zhao Meng stared: "Why don't they go to the cafeteria! You can share meals without asking!"

  The orderer laughed and said, "I'm rich! I just want to eat expensive canteen meals."

  Zhao Meng was speechless, and asked, "How many people are there at the table?"

  The orderer replied: "Seven."

  Zhao Meng communicated with Gu Yunwu: "Chef Gu! The guests at this table have to share meals, and each dish is divided into seven servings."

  After listening to the explanation, Gu Yunwu was stunned: "This rich man just knows how to play! You have to look at the almanac to eat!"

  (end of this chapter)