I work as a chef in the university cafeteria

Chapter 267 If you want to ask which one is better, you and I are both the king of cooking

"Cousin, tell me, how can I get in touch with Jiang Yu and make him agree to my interview?"

After saying this, Zhu Yaxue stared at Liu Qian with her big eyes shining brightly.

"Hmph, I don't know how you can get in touch with Boss Xiaojiang. Anyway, I don't have the ability."

Liu Qian is not a fool, how can she not know what her cousin is thinking, she glanced at Zhu Yaxue, curled her lips and said,

"Even being able to eat here is thanks to Sister Chen.

However, don't think too much about your little brain, I will definitely not ask sister Chen for help, this is what sister Chen dislikes the most. "

Hearing what she said, Zhu Yaxue couldn't help but rolled her cute eyes, and muttered:
"You are really my cousin. You haven't changed at all. You refused to help me with my winter and summer homework when I was a child, and you still refuse to help me now..."

Liu Qian was so angry at her words that she laughed, couldn't help reaching out and hitting her on the head, and scolded with a smile:

"And help you with your winter and summer vacation homework? How can you say such a shameless thing?"

Pan Jingchen had already left, and the two sisters were left in the box. For a while, the two of them were laughing and joking together, and the air in the box was full of joy.

After arguing for a while, both of them were so tired that they sat on the chairs and gasped for breath. Zhu Yaxue took a deep breath and let it out heavily. She seemed to have made up her mind and said firmly:

"That's all right. Since you won't help me, cousin, I'll take care of it myself."

"All I know is that Boss Xiao Jiang lives in the cafeteria, and he doesn't like to go out very much during his breaks. He just walks around the campus at most."

Liu Qian probably felt a little embarrassed that she couldn't help her cousin. After thinking about it, she said to her again,
"Besides, he still pays close attention to the first floor of the cafeteria, after all, he opened it all by himself, so of course he won't ignore it.

So, if you really want to interview him, you might as well go to the first floor to see more. Boss Xiaojiang will always go to the kitchen on the first floor after he finishes his work on the second floor. "

"Yes, cousin, you are so smart!"

After hearing her cousin's suggestion, Zhu Yaxue's eyes lit up immediately, she stretched out her arms and hugged Liu Qian, and said with some regret on her face,
"A smart cousin like me, no matter whether she is a civil servant or a big company, she will definitely be able to make some achievements. It's a pity, but you, cousin..."

"I can't tell you clearly, and I'm too lazy to waste my time..."

Liu Qian interrupted Zhu Yaxue and shook her head helplessly. Instead of continuing the topic, she asked instead,
"By the way, when you were at the gate of Jiangmen, you said you planned to go back today, so what do you think now? Do you still want to go back?"

"How is it possible to go back?!"

Zhu Yaxue stood up from her seat suddenly, and said energetically,
"It's okay that I haven't tasted Jiang Yu's food before, but since I have tasted it and confirmed that his food is indeed a rare delicacy in the world, I can't leave immediately.

And, didn't I just say that?I want to interview him for writing articles! "

"Then where do you live now?"

"Uh, the room was canceled in the morning. I stayed in a family hotel in Beishan Village before. It was so noisy that people couldn't sleep well in that crappy place."

"Let's go then, I'll take you to find a place to live."

"where is it?"

"Taoyuan Hall!"

Liu Qian raised her feet and walked outside, and said to Zhu Yaxue,
"I can't always bring you over for dinner, so you can only eat on the first floor of the Seventh Canteen in the future.

This Taoyuan Clubhouse is inside the school. It is a reception hotel opened by the school. It is not far from the Seventh Canteen. If you live here, you don't have to worry about someone stopping you from entering the school. "

"Cousin, I really love you to death!"

When Zhu Yaxue heard this, she was overjoyed, and quickly picked up her backpack and followed.

……

Jiang Yu obviously didn't know that a female magazine editor was planning to create an "encounter" with him. After he was busy with lunch, he had lunch with Du Guangning, Yan Tongtong and others in the kitchen on the second floor, and then went to work as usual. Same, slowly went downstairs.

When he came to the kitchen on the first floor, Jiang Yu saw that Lu Shuwu, Qian Liwei and others had also finished their meal, and a group of people were sitting in front of the console and chatting.

Jiang Yu took out his own cup from the cabinet to make tea, and asked with a smile:

"what's the topic?"

"The boss is here!"

"Boss Xiao Jiang came just in time, so I won't have to report to you later."

"Boss, it's like this. We plan to change some of the dishes in the cafeteria."

Lu Shuwu stood up from his seat and said with a smile,

"Dishes like braised pork with plum vegetables, fried chicken feet with dried plums, steamed pork ribs with black bean sauce, and fish nuggets with chopped peppers have been eaten for several months since the beginning of school. If I don't change the taste, I will be worried. Students will get tired of it."

"Oh, that's what you said."

When Jiang Yu heard it, he suddenly realized it. He raised his hand and patted his forehead, and said with a face of self-blame,

"I should have thought about changing the dishes a long time ago, but when I got busy during this time, I forgot about it."

After a pause, he asked again, "By the way, how is your discussion going?"

"Of course I suggest more Hunan cuisine, because Jiangzhou's taste is not too different from Hunan cuisine, and there are more spicy dishes."

Lu Shuwu shrugged, turned his head to look at the others, and then turned around and continued,
"However, according to Uncle Ma and Awei, it would be better if there are more dishes in Jiangzhou. After all, this is the university cafeteria in Jiangzhou."

"Well, there is no need to make such a clear distinction."

Jiang Yu frowned and thought for a while, then said,

"The students in our school come from all over the country. A small number of students are happy if they only choose one cuisine, but most of them may not be used to it.

Therefore, there is no need for canteen dishes to have obvious regional characteristics, just like zheergen. Except for Yunnan, Guizhou, Sichuan and other regions who like it very much, there are not many people who can eat it in other places, right? "

Zheergen is also Houttuynia cordata, those who love it will be devoted to it until death, and can eat a pot at a time, while those who hate it will hate it so much that they will pass out after one bite.

"That's true. Although there are many people in Xiangchu who like to eat zheergen, I can't stand the taste."

When Lu Shuwu heard this, he immediately laughed too.
"At the beginning, I also tasted it out of curiosity. The strong fish-like smell accompanied by a little bitter feeling made me almost vomit out the gall."

Ma Guoqiang asked curiously:

"Then Boss Xiao Jiang, what do you think is a more suitable dish?"

"Let's cook some home-cooked dishes, such as stewed beef with bean curd sticks, chicken wings with garlic, twice-cooked pork, stir-fried yellow beef, etc. For example, Gannan fried fish is also very good."

Jiang Yu roughly listed a few home-cooked dishes and said with a smile,

"These dishes basically have no obvious regional characteristics, including Gannan fried fish, but in fact, they are braised fish cubes from other places, and the difference is not big.

As long as the taste is good, no matter where people are, they can eat happily. "

"That's not necessarily the case. For example, let me cook these dishes. I'm afraid few people will like them."

Hearing Jiang Yu's words, Ma Guoqiang couldn't help joking, he said with a smile,

"If you, Boss Xiaojiang, did this, it would be different.

Even if you cook Huaiyang cuisine with a sweet taste, those of us who never eat sweet vegetables will definitely have a good time eating it, and maybe even lick the plate clean. "

As soon as this was said, the other people in the cafeteria couldn't help laughing.

Everyone has been working in No. [-] Canteen for so long, who wouldn't know the craftsmanship of his boss, Xiao Jiang?
As long as it is his cooking, no one will dislike it.

Even anorexic patients have to rush to eat, let alone other people?
Everyone laughed for a while, and Lu Shuwu quickly said:

"Then boss, you have to cook these new dishes first, otherwise, I won't dare to serve new dishes."

"Okay, wait until the weekend, and I'll change to a new dish, and then you will learn how to do it."

Jiang Yu didn't refuse either. This was what he was supposed to do. He glanced at Lu Shuwu, shook his head and said,
"You still have to improve your skills quickly. If you continue like this, how will you go back to inherit your grandfather's restaurant in the future?"

Lu Shuwu: "..."

How does this involve me going home to inherit the ancestral business?

I came here to eat your cooking, not to learn any cooking skills!
Jiang Yu chatted with the others a few more times, then left the kitchen with his teacup in hand, planning to rest in the next room for a while.

During this period of time, he was so busy that he didn't even have time to play chess, which made him feel itchy. Today, he can finally play two games.

As soon as he pushed open the door of the box, Jiang Yu looked inside and couldn't help being stunned for a moment. Jia Dequan was sitting on the sofa with his eyes closed.

I was still wondering before, everyone stayed in the kitchen to discuss the update of the canteen dishes, why didn't I see Lao Jia?

It turned out that the little old man came here early to take a lunch break after having lunch.

Jiang Yu couldn't help shaking his head and laughing, he didn't bother the other party, walked in gently, closed the door again, then walked lightly to the opposite sofa and sat down.

After he sat down on the sofa, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket. Just as he was about to open the Chess app, a familiar voice from Lao Jia suddenly came from his ear:
"You kid, you sneaked in and almost scared the old man!"

Hearing this voice, Jiang Yu immediately raised his head, and looked at Lao Jia sitting across from him speechlessly, only to see that Lao Jia had opened his eyes at some point, and was drinking from the teacup on the coffee table. water.

He asked jokingly: "This can also scare you...Old Jia, did you do something wrong?"

"I'm already old. I don't fight for fame or profit. What can I do wrong?"

Lao Jia took a few sips of tea, glanced at Jiang Yu, curled his lips and said,

"It's you kid, now that you have fame and fortune, don't be fooled by this false thing."

The two chatted and laughed a few words, Lao Jia's expression changed, and he talked about the business:
"By the way, didn't you ask Hu Zhihai to go to a few cases of anorexia patients last time to try the effect of the food? What are you going to do with this matter now?"

"Now the three anorexia patients have all moved to live near the school, and Du Guangning is responsible for their daily diet."

Jiang Yu briefly introduced the matter first, and then said,

"The most troublesome thing is that the meals I cook can't cure anorexia, at most they can only make them have an appetite to eat, and this effect is only for the meals in our Seventh Canteen."

"This is already amazing. You know, other people's meals can't do this."

Lao Jia thought for a while, nodded and said,

"The food in our Seventh Canteen can make people with anorexia willing to eat. If it is popularized, I really don't know how many patients and families suffering from anorexia can be saved."

"Old Jia, you think it's easy."

Jiang Yu shook his head, said with a wry smile,

"Let's not talk about the whole country, just our province of Zhangjiang, if all these anorexic patients go to the Seventh Canteen to eat, then I will open another Seventh Canteen, and that will not be tolerated.

You seem to have forgotten what I said before, our meals cannot cure anorexia, which means that if they want to eat normally, they have to eat in the Seventh Canteen for a long time.

There are so many anorexia patients, even if we are all exhausted, we will not be able to handle it. "

"Hehe, thanks to the fact that you are still a college student, you have read all the books in your ass for so many years?"

Lao Jia took another sip of water from his teacup, curled his lips in disdain and said,

"Can't you set up a special food company and use mechanized methods to increase production? As long as you come up with the formula of related products and don't cut corners, I think it's still very good.

For example, instant noodles, instant powder, even self-heating rice, bread, biscuits, etc., as long as you think about it, what can't you do? "

"Stop it!"

As soon as Lao Jia started talking non-stop again, Jiang Yu quickly raised his hand to stop him, shook his head and said,
"Don't mention this matter, the most troublesome thing is running a company, I haven't thought about it at all, and it gives me a headache when I think about it.

As a person, I don’t want to be an elite. I just want to cook when I want to cook, and rest when I don’t want to cook. I don’t have to think about those messy and complicated things at all. "

After hearing Jiang Yu's words, Lao Jia nodded and said:

"Since you don't want to start a company, there is only one last way left."

"any solution?"

Jiang Yu looked surprised, this little old man has a lot of ideas!

"You can try to combine your cooking skills with medicinal food, and see if you can develop a recipe to cure anorexia."

Lao Jia raised his head to look at Jiang Yu, and said seriously,

"If you really succeed in this matter, you will definitely gain both fame and fortune, and you may even win a Nobel Prize in Medicine!"

Jiang Yu: "..."

You little old man, you don't intend to fight for fame and fortune, co-authoring is giving me this "opportunity", right?
And the Nobel Prize in Medicine, thank you so much!

……

After finishing the chat with Lao Jia about anorexia patients, although Jiang Yu seemed to be indifferent on the surface, in fact, he still kept this matter in his heart.

If it is really possible to combine his culinary skills with medicinal food as Lao Jia said, and develop a recipe for curing anorexia...

He doesn't care much about fame and fortune or the Nobel Prize. What he cares more about is how many patients suffering from anorexia can be saved if there is such a recipe?

However, making medicinal diet is not as simple as imagined. It not only requires the cooperation of Chinese medicine practitioners who are proficient in the properties of traditional Chinese medicine, but also needs to adjust the compatibility of medicinal diet according to the physical conditions of different patients. This is quite a troublesome thing.

Therefore, these days, Jiang Yu also searched a lot of information about medicinal food in the school library.

As for Chinese medicine practitioners who are proficient in the properties of traditional Chinese medicine, it is more difficult to find suitable candidates.

However, Jiang Yu was not in a hurry.

Some things are like this, haste makes waste. Since I want to study this area, I must not mess around. I have to make some tricks, so that it is in line with my temperament.

Time passed quickly, and it was the weekend in a blink of an eye, and dining room No. [-] ushered in the weekend again.

It was Saturday, and although Jiang Yu was resting, he had promised Lu Shuwu to change some of the dishes on the first floor of the cafeteria, so he came to the kitchen on the first floor early in the morning.

Of course, even if there was no change of dishes, Jiang Yu actually didn't know where to go, and most likely stayed in the cafeteria.

Yes, he is such a boring person.

After having breakfast on the first floor, Jiang Yu walked out of the cafeteria door and walked around the school.

It’s already June, and the scorching sun is scorching hot on people’s bodies. Although it’s still morning, the cicadas, who are afraid of heat, can’t bear the scorching heat. up.

After walking outside for less than an hour, Jiang Yu was sweating from the heat, so he had to go back to the cafeteria in despair. As soon as he entered the hall, enough cold air blew on his body, making him shiver comfortably.

It's still comfortable in the cafeteria hall, who would want to go outside to suffer?

Shaking his head and smiling, Jiang Yu turned and walked into the kitchen on the first floor.

At this moment, the breakfast time has already passed, but everyone in the kitchen is not idle. The side dishes, the rice washing, and some dishes need to be prepared in advance. Lu Shuwu, Qian Liwei and others are also there Busy at the stove.

Seeing Jiang Yu coming in, Lu Shuwu turned to look at him, said with a smile:

"Boss, I will trouble you at noon today."

"What's the trouble?"

Jiang Yu shook his head, walked over to have a look, and asked again, "By the way, is the beef marinated?"

"It's already marinated, and it's made with your stew, boss."

Lu Shuwu nodded, swallowed subconsciously, and said,

"Boss, I think it's already a very good dish just by cutting the stewed beef into slices, adding some chopped peppers you made earlier, and sprinkling some coriander leaves on it!"

"Okay, if you think the cold and braised beef is good, you can add another dish, it's not a big deal."

Jiang Yu smiled and said to him,

"Okay, the time is almost up, get ready to cook, you help me."

"okay!"

Lu Shuwu responded, and got busy with excitement.

Jiang Yu turned around and went to the sink to wash his hands, then took a dry towel to wipe it off, and then walked back to the stove, heated up the oil, and started cooking.

……

Seven canteens, in the lobby on the first floor.

It was scorching hot and unbearably hot outside in summer, but inside the cafeteria was breezy and comfortable, as if there were two worlds.

It was just after ten o'clock, and a dozen or so students sat in the dining area in disarray, blowing on the air conditioner comfortably and chatting:
"This damn weather is really too hot. It's only the beginning of June. If it's August, it won't be so hot?"

"I don't know if it will be hot to death, but I know for sure that the stones on the side of the road can fry eggs!"

"Hey! The weather is getting hotter every year. Hey, you said that the No. [-] canteen is so far away from the dormitory. When the weather is hot, many people don't want to come, right?"

"Hey, do you think there were very few people when the Seventh Canteen first opened in October last year?"

"That's true. Brother Jiang's food is so delicious, not to mention it's just hotter, even if there are knives in the sky, you have to come with a door panel!"

"..."

A group of people chatted for a while, and suddenly a classmate said mysteriously:

"Hey, do you know? Brother Jiang cooks the dishes himself today, and it is said that summer is coming, and some dishes in the cafeteria will be replaced!"

"Really or not? Hold grass! This means that Senior Brother Jiang is going to cook new dishes for everyone?"

"Of course it's true. Someone in my dormitory works part-time in the No. [-] canteen. He said it himself!"

"Then it's just a coincidence that we came so early today!"

"..."

After a few people got excited for a while, a classmate suddenly stood up and said while walking outside,
"Hurry up, don't sit here! We have to line up. There are so many part-time students in the cafeteria. Do you think we are the only ones who got the news? Believe it or not, after a while, there must be a large group of people It's coming!"

"Yes, yes, yes! Hurry up and line up!"

"Hey, we just don't know what new dishes Senior Brother Jiang will make, otherwise, we must first think about what to have for lunch!"

"Cut! It doesn't matter if we know or not? When did Senior Brother Jiang's dishes not suit your taste?"

"That's it!"

"..."

A dozen or so people were giggling and chatting as they quickly came to the dining window and lined up. Before they could stand still, the plastic curtain at the entrance of the cafeteria was lifted with a swipe.

Immediately afterwards, one after another students filed in from the outside, each with glistening sweat and excitement on their faces.

As soon as these people came in, they saw that there were already a dozen people in line in front of them, and they were all stunned. They thought they must be the first group to come, but they didn't expect, oh, they didn't expect that there were people who were more mature than themselves. morning!

This is really true, if you want to ask which one is better at cooking, you and I are both the king of cooking!

(End of this chapter)