Food starts with Mapo Tofu

Although it was time for dinner, all of them didn't act immediately after they came to the kitchen.

The captain is currently dealing with other affairs, while Mr. Huo is directing everyone in the kitchen.

"The chefs who were working in this kitchen will return to your positions immediately. The chefs who came down from the third floor can choose one of the remaining positions. I will give you 10 minutes to clean the countertops. What you want to use The ingredients have to be there in 10 minutes."

After the voice fell, everyone began to move immediately. Chen Nian first took his helpers back to his position, ready to stand by.

And the red-collar chefs who came down from above basically left a helper here to clean the countertops, while they took people to the warehouse to pick up ingredients.

Just wait until 10 minutes later, all the work is ready.

Moreover, Mr. Huo also asked people to re-count the chefs who can cook now during this time, and then hand-written dozens of menus quickly, and asked the waiters to take them down and go to those customers to order.

In this way, the boat began to move in an orderly manner.

Naturally, aging is also included, but since aging has already prepared all the ingredients with the help chefs in the morning, that is, I left for a while at noon, but most of the ingredients are still usable.

So it is much easier than those red-collar chefs.

There is also time to watch the status of those people while working.

Sure enough, the red-collar chefs are worthy of being red-collar chefs. Although they were ordered in the face of danger, they did not rush, and the overall work progress gradually caught up.

And the chef that Tonio was following happened to be next to Chen Nian at the moment.

"Chen, we are working together again. Although I have thought of many ways before, I never thought it would be the way it is today." After a little relief, Tonio greeted Chen Nian over there. .

"Yeah, I didn't expect it to be in this way." Chen Nian smiled.

At this time, the chef in charge of Tonio also looked at Chen Nian and asked curiously: "Are you the young man who just became a blue-collar chef a few days ago?"

"Yes."

"It looks very good. Tony praises you here every day. I didn't believe it at first, but seeing your ability to cook these dishes today, if you have dozens of other dishes that can make this level of dishes, it will be absolutely amazing. You can cook on it."

This evaluation is relatively high, at least he admits that Chen Nian's dishes are already at the level of red-collar chefs, but he thinks that Chen Nian is young, and he feels that Chen Nian should not have so many dishes in his hands.

Moreover, the other party spoke in Italian, and Chen Nian could barely understand it. He probably understood that the other party meant that he was praising himself, so he smiled shyly and responded in unproficient Italian. : "Thank you for your compliment, I will work hard."

Although Chen Nian didn't know the level of the other party, it was always right to be polite.

It's like finding someone of your own age to ask for directions after going out, but you're not sure if the other person is as old as you, but it's always right to go up and call him brother or sister.

This is also true at work.

Although Chen Nian became his own boss after graduating, he knew these principles. In the service industry, he had to know what it means to be polite.

"And you're still very modest." The other party was very satisfied with Chen Nian's attitude.

Watching from the side, Tonio couldn't help but smile on his face, as if he was praising himself.

Although there are fewer chefs, the amount of dishes ordered will definitely increase. Chen Nian's work now only needs to be done step by step, so he can also spare time to watch the red-collar chef next to him cook.

"You are an Italian chef, right? I heard you speak in Italian just now..." Chen Nian asked inadvertently after looking at it twice.

"Yes, Tonio and I come from the same place, but the cities are different, but we both belong to cities in southern Italy."

"That's it. In our words, it's called fate." Chen Nian nodded. Although he stumbled, he still insisted on communicating with the other party in Italian. After all, this is also a rare communication opportunity.

And the chef seemed to be aware of this, but instead of disliking Chen Nian for speaking slowly, he had to think before speaking, instead, he took the initiative to replace some abbreviations or slang parts with easy-to-understand words when chatting. sentences and words.

But even so, Chen Nian still feels that he knows too little. After all, he has only studied for a few days, and it is quite rare to be able to understand a few words spoken by the other party. It is too difficult and exhausting to guess the meaning of these sentences.

Finally, it is good to communicate in English.

It's better to practice English again.

But then he found that the other party's English level seemed to be about the same as his own, which made him feel better.

"I haven't touched Western food at all before, but when I chatted with Tony, he seemed to have said that Italian food plays a very important role in Western food?" Chen Nian asked curiously.

"Yes." The chef nodded, "Italian food is actually very rich, at least I haven't fully learned it yet, but I don't think I can master them all in my life.

In fact, if you really want to talk about it, Italian food can actually be called the mother of Western food, including the French food you know, American food, British food, etc. Most of them are derived from Italian food.

Because our dishes originated from the court of the ancient Roman Empire, and have strong eating habits of Florence in the Renaissance era. Although I am just a red-collar chef now, when I first came to the ship, Mr. Huo also asked me for more than half a year. Italian food, of course, Mr. Huo's level is already higher than mine. "

The chef couldn't help sighing slightly when he was talking, but it could be heard from his tone that the other party was very envious of Mr. Huo's talent.

"Of course, your Chinese food is also very good. I have heard Mr. Huo and other Chinese chefs say that the number of Chinese food is no less than ours, and the most important thing is that your land is relatively vast, so you also have all kinds of food. Eating habits, including that I personally like Chinese food very much, and I have mastered several Chinese dishes.

Because I think that as a chef, I still need to learn more about the characteristics of other countries and ethnic groups. "

Chen Nian nodded and agreed with this very much: "You are very right, and I have always held the same opinion as you. When I was learning to cook, I was not attached to a certain cuisine in our country, because The more things you get in touch with, the more you will know. Whether it is a certain cuisine of our country, or other countries, or other ethnic cuisines, there are many places that can be integrated. If there is a chance in the future, I will I also really want to get in touch with Western food."

The chef was very happy after hearing this: "If you really want to learn Western food, you can ask me if you don't understand anything."

"Okay. Then I might trouble you." Chen Nian said with a smile.

Tonio looked at Chen Nian with envy. His current teacher was 30 years younger than Chen Nian, but Chen Nian was able to chat and laugh happily with his teacher, which was beyond his reach.

That's right, now that Tonio has recognized him as a teacher, the chef is also happy to accept Tonio as his student.

In this way, they were chatting while cooking. The chef had to taste every dish. If it was a dish like squirrel mandarin fish cooked in old age, he would shave off a piece of it while cooking. Put the fish fins on, and then eat some of the soup and meat on it.

But if it’s a dish like Wensi Tofu, you only need to drink it.

Mr. Huo will also wander around the chefs and taste the tastes at random. Except for some blue-collar chefs who are not in a good mood and who are a little nervous about the current situation, the taste of the dishes they make is slightly different. Nothing wrong with it.

"Today's situation is also a reminder to you. I can tell you that today's guests have food poisoning, and the doctor on board has already checked it. It is the poison of puffer fish. I still don't know which link is wrong. But if I really find out who did this kind of thing, causing the Platinum Star's reputation to decline and causing scandals in the industry, he will definitely regret doing such a thing."

Mr. Huo's voice was sharp, except for some newcomers, no one else doubted the seriousness of Mr. Huo's words.

Because they all know that Mr. Huo is not as kind as he looks on the surface. When he is fine, Mr. Huo looks very kind, but if something really happens, he is the one who can watch you be beaten to death .

They had seen many people before who were either thrown overboard or executed right on board the ship after they made a serious mistake.

No one cares about this kind of thing at all, and it can't be controlled.

If it weren't for this, a place with a lot of oil and water like the kitchen would have been a mess long ago, how could it be as orderly as it is now?
After Mr. Huo finished speaking, he went to the door to watch.

Tonio's teacher muttered incomprehensibly: "Wouldn't it be better to find someone who made the pufferfish? Why are you making such a big fuss? Could someone else do it?"

Chen Nian was next to him and said: "Although the chef who handled the puffer fish is the most suspected one, it cannot be ruled out that the helper chef secretly did it by the side, or that other chefs secretly added tetrodotoxin to their dishes, or even The possibility of waiters adding tetrodotoxin in the process of delivering food."

"Oh, why didn't I think of this?" The chef shook his head and smiled, "So it's also possible that the chef helped the cook, or even the waiters joined forces to make it."

"Yes." Chen Nian nodded, "I don't rule out this possibility."

But after all, they are just chefs, and that's all they can learn.

At the same time, below the cabin.

Those who were taken away before are also being interrogated one by one.

But according to their description, no one was poisoned.

The ship party asked Anna again, but Anna came in and threw out a big clue.

"I seem to remember that my father ordered fugu once before, and he thought it was very unpalatable at the time, so the waiter called the chef and scolded him, and said that he was not qualified to be a chef. I remembered that the chef seemed to be he……"

The chef Anna was talking about was the one who was cooking the fugu.

The chef panicked when he heard that!

"It's not me! How could it be me who poisoned you? I don't even know where the dishes will be served!"

But his words were quickly exposed: "If you order food in the lobby, you really don't know the names of the guests at that table, but if you order food in the room, the room number will be written on the order. Come on, how come you don't know who to serve your food to?"

"I didn't watch it! With my cooking habits, I don't even look at who ordered the meal! Even if I was scolded by that gentleman last time, I don't hold any grudges at all! For a chef, if a guest If you are not satisfied, then there is something wrong with the cooking!" He again loudly defended, "And when I was cooking, every helper could see that every piece of puffer fish I handled was absolutely non-toxic!
You can go and check wherever you want!Even if it is poisoned, it can never be at my stage! "

And just after he finished speaking, the cooks who were in charge of Xiang Wen's subordinates in other rooms also came over to explain the situation, and it was indeed as he said.

There is nothing unusual at all at work today, all the steps of processing puffer fish are rigorous, without any omissions.

Apart from him, the other red-collar chef and the blue-collar chef have no flaws, and they don't use anything related to puffer fish at all in their cooking, and there is no problem with their previous actions. There are basically people who can prove everything done in a period of time.

As a result, the spearhead was pointed at West.

"Sir, I'm only in charge of food delivery. After I came out of the kitchen, I pushed the dining car and went straight to the third floor. It's really not poisonous!" West defended himself loudly.

"Has the dining car ever left your sight?"

West thought for a while after hearing this: "It seems that there is indeed... At that time, I remember that after I went upstairs, I pushed the dining car to Mr. Garcia's door. When I was about to knock on the door, the guest in room 318 Let me deliver his meal first."

"and then?"

"Then... I saw that he didn't seem very happy, so I had no choice but to deliver it to him first. I left the dining car at the door, so it never left my sight."

"Then you think it's him?"

But West then shook his head again: "I don't think it's possible for him. I remembered again. I met someone when I went upstairs..."