MTL - Food Circle Plug-in Emperor-Chapter 52 Crazy brush favorability value

  Chapter 52 Crazy brush favorability value

  The atmosphere in the back kitchen froze for a moment.

   The rich aroma of rice porridge wafts from the wok.

   "Gudu Gudu" cooking sound is very regular.

  Fu Yu looked at Zhao Meng through the hazy heat.

   Zhao Meng also looked back.

  Four eyes face each other.

  Fu Yu: Chef Zhao?

  Zhao Menghu's eyes were round and round, and he winked desperately: Look at me! Look at the pot! Goofy!

  Fu Yu was reminded, and only then remembered that he had forgotten to put on a show and stir!

   I really can't be careless!

  Because he knew that the frying pan would not stick to the bottom, and no matter how the heat was adjusted, the heating temperature in the wok would remain at the best state, so he was negligent.

  Fu Yu hurriedly tried to remedy the situation.

  He took a wooden shovel and began to stir alternately in the two shovel pots.

  Zhao Meng breathed a sigh of relief.

   Judging by Fu Yu's stirring posture, there should be no sticky bottom.

   What a blessing!

  Cook on low heat.

   After about ten minutes, Fu Yu poured the prepared seafood into two pots respectively.

  He cuts quickly.

  Others didn't see any tricks, but Yao Shi's eyes lit up.

   It's not because Fu Yu's hands are fast.

   It's not because the rice soup didn't splash out when the seafood was poured into the pot, which shows that Fu Yu's technique is very steady.

   It was because he found that when Fu Yu was cutting the materials, all the materials were distributed equally.

  He can even be sure that the amount of seafood added to the two woks is exactly the same, even the number of pieces is equal.

   This kind of technique can only be practiced all the year round, and practice makes perfect, so it seems random, but it is actually precise.

  However, Zhao Meng and Gu Yunwu did not notice this brilliant detail.

  Because the process of making seafood porridge is very familiar to them.

   Boil rice and put seafood.

   Seafood is sliced ​​and cleaned, and they are piled together directly. Anyway, they are also boiled in the pot at the same time. No one deliberately arranges them separately by category.

  Fu Yu's sliced ​​seafood is also randomly piled up.

   But when cutting the ingredients, he subconsciously followed the guidance of the green line, quickly divided all the seafood into two, and added them to the two woks with precision.

  Yao Shi nodded appreciatively.

  Zhao Meng felt relieved, fortunately, nothing happened at all.

  When the seafood is put into the pot, its unique fresh fragrance immediately wafts out.

   "Hey! What are you doing? It smells so good!"

  Yao Shi and others turned their heads when they heard the sound, saw who was coming, and greeted one after another: "Boss!"

  Dong Juntian is in his early forties, not tall, very thin, but has a round beer belly.

   "Oh, everyone was busy for a long time just now, and I was a little hungry. I asked someone to make some seafood porridge for supper." Yao Shiying stepped forward and asked with a smile: "Boss, have you eaten? Do you want to join us?"

  Dong Juntian sniffed: "Eat it, but it smells really good, so take me a piece!"

   While speaking, Dong Juntian took a few steps inside, only to be surprised to find that the person cooking porridge in front of the stove turned out to be a young man.

  My own chef, two chefs, and a few take-away workers were standing around watching, not intending to help the kitchen at all.

   This is the assessment site?

  Dong Juntian remembered that Yao Shitong mentioned to himself a while ago that the back kitchen would be given two regular quotas.

  In fact, Dong Juntian has always focused on the general direction in the management of personnel in the restaurant.

  For example, for the waiter, or the back kitchen, how many people are lacking, how many people are hired, these things are determined by him in terms of numbers.

  As for which waiter, or the kitchen worker performed well, became a full-time employee, or was promoted, he always let Yao Shi communicate with the restaurant manager on these matters.

   When there is a resolution, come over and say hello to him, and he will basically agree.

  After all, he seldom contacts the grassroots staff. In fact, it must be that the heads of various departments know better about the people under them.

  Thinking of this, Dong Juntian looked up at the young chef who was busy standing in front of the stove.

   At first glance, the side profile is handsome and familiar.

   Oh, I remembered.

   This little worker is called Fu Yu.

  When he came for the interview, Xin Li, the financial accountant, told him that there was a new handsome guy in the back kitchen.

  He was curious for a moment, and went to take a look.

  The guy is very energetic. He just graduated from the chef school.

   Now wearing a chef uniform and standing in front of the stove, she looks more temperamental.

  There are two pots on the stove at the same time, and the steam inside is sizzling, it should be cooking porridge.

   Cook porridge?

   This pot looks like a wok, right?

  Dong Juntian turned his head to look at Yao Shi, and asked seriously, "Hey, why are you using a frying pan?"

  Yao Shizheng secretly regretted it.

  He originally wanted to take advantage of the seafood porridge to give Fu Yu a good beating. After all, he planned to recruit Fu Yu to the music restaurant in the future.

  But never expected Dong Juntian to come over suddenly.

  Dong Juntian was also a cook back then. Although the restaurant was passed down from his father's generation, he was somewhat accomplished in cooking.

   Now that Fu Yu actually cooks porridge in a frying pan, let alone other things, the job of becoming a full-time official is basically in vain.

  Yao Shi subconsciously glanced at Zhao Meng.

   Sure enough, Zhao Meng's face was very ugly.

   Except for today's incident, Fu Yu's usual performance is pretty good.

   After all, if Fu Yu is not good enough, Zhao Meng will not attach so much importance to him.

  Now the boss is here, and Fu Yu cooks porridge in a wok in front of the boss.

   Zhao Meng quickly exchanged a look with Yao Shi.

Yao Shi explained: "Oh, the previous customer placed the order urgently. Before the time limit of 10 o'clock, 80 sets of seafood porridge must be delivered to the central square. The back kitchen has no time to make it. In a hurry, we can only temporarily use the wok It's over."

  When Yao Shi said this, it was tantamount to taking the matter onto himself.

   Sure enough, Dong Juntian's expression softened slightly, but he still disagreed and said: "No matter what, we can't fool customers with taste and quality. Be careful next time."

  Yao Shi felt relieved, knowing that this matter was a turning point.

   At this time, Fu Yu had already lifted the lid of the pot, added some salt and pepper, and finally sprinkled **** and green onion, and began to serve the porridge.

  Ordinary round porcelain bowl.

  Fu Yu used to serve porridge according to the instructions of the green line.

  Three scoops of rice porridge, two pieces of shrimp, one piece of crab, two pieces of herring, and three pieces of squid.

  While the wooden spoon is rising and falling, all the ingredients are evenly distributed and placed in equal parts in porcelain bowls.

   Several porcelain bowls are placed side by side.

   If you look closely, you will find that several bowls of porridge are almost exactly the same, whether it is the height of the rice soup, or the angle and quantity of seafood such as shrimp and crab floating in the porridge.

   Accompanied by the boss and the head chef, the workers are not in the mood to appreciate the presentation of seafood porridge.

  Yao Shi, on the other hand, looked at the several bowls of porridge placed side by side on the kitchen table, with an unconcealable look of surprise on his face.

  This porridge is filled, so be careful!

  Dong Juntian also walked up to him, stretched his head to look at several bowls of porridge, and the expression on his face became more and more relaxed.

"This little master's skill is good! Hey, Yao Shi, look at his serving plate, the angle of the crab shell, and these few pieces of seafood, which reveal all the essence of a bowl of porridge, but It's clearly full, but it doesn't feel deliberate. Is this something you specially trained? It's improved, and the effect is much better than the previous plate!"

   "You must continue to maintain it in the future, this is good!"

  Yao Shi was taken aback when he heard Dong Juntian's praise.

   This is to attribute the credit to him. Do you think it is the porridge serving method that he specially stipulated for training?

  Yao Shi suddenly felt bright on his face: "Okay, boss, but this is also their own hard work, with a high degree of cooperation."

   Turning his head and glanced at Fu Yu, his eyes were already full of appreciation.

【Ding! Gain the favor of NPC Chef Yao Shi: +5]

  Fu Yu Yixi, finally got Chef Yao's favorability again!

  (end of this chapter)