I work as a chef in the university cafeteria

Chapter 281 Xiaojiang, you are our "secret weapon" for recruiting students

"Ah! The interview list for recruiting chefs in the Seventh Canteen is out. Who are these people? Do you know anyone who can tell me?"

"Hold the grass! As a cooking technician, I didn't even pass the preliminary screening? This, this, there must be something shady, a black-box operation!"

"I'm going to die laughing upstairs! When a university recruits a chef, it must be the right one, and there is still a need for secret operations?"

"Hahaha! I actually passed the primary election and got on the interview list! Comrades, I'm sorry! From now on, please call me the chef of Seven Canteens!"

"My colleague, please don't be shy, wait until you pass the interview and sign an employment contract with Boss Xiaojiang, then you can brag!"

"..."

The Douyin account of "Jiang Daqi Canteen" just published the "Interview Notice on Chef Recruitment of Jiang Daqi Canteen", which immediately attracted the attention of many netizens. For a while, the comment area became lively .

But in fact, most of the netizens are just spectators, and those who actually submitted their resumes to apply for the job are actually only about [-] people, which is really a drop in the bucket compared to the hundreds of thousands of followers of "Jiang Daqi Canteen".

Like Xiong Zhengtao, the other nine applicants who were shortlisted for the interview were naturally overjoyed. You must know that getting the interview qualification for the chef recruitment of Jiang Daqi Canteen means that it is far from being able to successfully join the Big Seven Canteen. The collective is one step closer.

This is not just a simple job, but also a good opportunity to improve your personal skills.

The most important thing is that as long as he works in the Seventh Canteen, it means that he can eat the meals cooked by Boss Xiao Jiang every day, which is much more important than being able to improve his cooking skills.

However, after being excited and excited, everyone like Xiong Zhengtao also became nervous.

As we all know, the recruitment notice has made it very clear that Jiang Daqi Canteen is only recruiting three chefs, two of whom are red chefs and one is white chef.

Red case chefs have higher requirements. Senior chefs are good at making dishes from one or two cuisines, and they must have their own representative dishes.

The so-called representative dishes refer to the few dishes that a chef is best at making, and the dishes that can perfectly display his highest level of cooking skills.

For a good chef, his representative dishes can often become the signature dish of a restaurant, and also become the highlight of the restaurant to attract customers.

Relatively speaking, Chef Bai’s requirements are much simpler, and he only needs to be able to skillfully make all kinds of buns, pancakes, and ramen noodles.

For skills like these, people who have worked in bun shops and noodle restaurants for a few years can basically meet the requirements, and they don't even need professional learning in culinary schools.

Among the ten chefs, three chefs who applied for the white case were removed, and there were seven red case chefs left. Among these seven people, two were selected based on the best, which meant that there were still five people who had to be eliminated.

No one wants to be eliminated, this is not only a matter of losing face, it is also a loss of a great opportunity to learn from Boss Xiaojiang!

Therefore, the ten people, including Xiong Zhengtao, practiced like crazy for the remaining few days.

They don't know what the content of the interview is, but they can more or less know that cooking skills are just like martial arts. No one can tell the level of martial arts just by looking at the surface.

In the end, I still have to make a few signature dishes for everyone to taste.

Who is strong and who is weak, one will know!
……

Time passed quickly, and it was the end of June in a blink of an eye.

In the past few days, various colleges have begun to organize students to take final exams, and the entire campus is filled with a busy and tense atmosphere.

Except for those students who study extremely hard on weekdays and are relatively calm, the other students are all "like an enemy" and wish to have 48 hours a day, so that they can have a little more time to re-learn what they have left behind on weekdays. Make up for it.

Even if it's just grinding your guns in front of the battle, it's better than "sit and wait for death".

The number of students who come to eat in the No. [-] cafeteria seems to be less than before. After all, if you want to eat delicious food, you have to wait in a long line. The waiting time alone can read a few more pages of books, or more I have memorized several words.

In the past, I always felt that time was too slow and life was boring. When it came to the exam, I suddenly discovered that when time is needed, it always runs fast.

It is precisely because of this that some people had to reluctantly give up the delicious food in the Seventh Canteen, and gnawed on the bread while reviewing.

Of course, although the number of students eating in the No. [-] canteen has decreased, compared to the other canteens in the school, it is still overcrowded and bustling.

After all, there has never been a shortage of people who appreciate food in this world.

On this day, Jiang Yu came to the kitchen on the first floor to help out early in the morning as usual. Lu Shuwu, who was standing in front of the console and busy with the meeting, saw him coming, and greeted him with a smile:

"The boss is here!"

"Ah."

Jiang Yu responded. After washing his hands, he took plum blossom meat from the side dish room. After washing and draining the water, he chopped it into minced meat, then added chicken soup jelly to it, and brought it to the operating table outside. , began to adjust the stuffing.

Seeing Jiang Yu sitting down opposite, Lu Shuwu looked up and asked:
"By the way, boss, this weekend, the chefs recruited by our cafeteria will start interviewing, right?"

"Yes, pick three out of ten people, and it should be done in one morning."

Jiang Yu didn't stop what he was doing, and said while adjusting the stuff, "At that time, you and Lao Jia will come together and help you refer."

"It's okay to refer to, but I'm afraid I'm not good enough."

Lu Shuwu smiled "hehe", and said with some embarrassment,

"Among the ten chefs, several of them are professionally trained. I feel that their level may be higher than mine. How can I have the qualifications to comment on them?"

"Be confident and remove the word 'probably'."

Jiang Yu made a rare joke with Lu Shuwu, he said with a smile,

"It doesn't matter whether you have a major or not. The key is that you are still the chef in charge in a big restaurant. With your current level, you can only be a small chef in a big restaurant."

"..."

Hearing Jiang Yu's words, Lu Shuwu's face was darkened.

Listen, listen!Is this what people say?

But after thinking about it, he was immediately discouraged again. Speaking of it, if he put aside the dishes taught to him by the boss, his own cooking skills are really not good.

Just like when Qicantang just opened in October last year, the dishes he fried such as farmhouse fried pork, sauerkraut fried noodle skin and pickled pepper duck are not even liked by the part-time students in the kitchen, so they are not as good as Ma Guoqiang. The fresh meat buns are very popular!

This blow is really too big.

Then again, he has been working in No. [-] Canteen for so long, not only with Jiang Yu's guidance, but also with Lao Jia's side to teach him a few tricks from time to time, but his cooking level is still limited, which is really a bit embarrassing .

If I go back to Tanzhou in a few years, I'm afraid my old man will be so angry that he still has such poor cooking skills.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but said, "Boss, why don't you just accept me as an apprentice. I feel that my cooking skills have not improved much, and I will have no face to go back to see my grandfather."

"What kind of disciples are you accepting? You have the nerve to call me master, but I'm too embarrassed to agree."

Jiang Yu raised his head and glanced at him, then said speechlessly,

"I'll give you back the kitchen notebook that your grandfather gave me earlier. It's the precious experience of your grandfather's life. You can read it carefully and ask me if you don't understand. , or ask Lao Jia.

I believe that as long as you thoroughly understand your grandfather's notebook and apply it to cooking, then you can at least reach [-]% of your grandfather's level. "

"Really?"

Lu Shuwu's eyes lit up all of a sudden, just like Ultraman's eyes would glow.

Jiang Yu glared at him, and asked angrily, "Did I lie to you about money?"

"Thank you boss!"

When Lu Shuwu heard it, he immediately laughed "hehe", and his face burst into a smile.

Jiang Yu shook his head: "Thank me for what? It was originally your Lu family's stuff."

While chatting, the two began to make soup dumplings. Not long after, Ma Guoqiang, He Chunxiao and others also came to the cafeteria one after another, cooking porridge, making steamed buns, making cold dishes I make cold dishes...

All of a sudden, the kitchen became lively, and the rich aroma of hot brine was also wafting in the air.

In a blink of an eye, the cafeteria started to open, Jiang Yu also took a rest, and sat in the corner with Hu Zhihai holding a large bowl of jelly noodles, and ate breakfast in a "squeaky" manner.

After the completion of his graduation thesis defense, Hu Zhihai seemed to be sensible in an instant, and he no longer wanted to be lazy like before. He got up early every day to recite vocabulary, and except for three meals a day, he would come to the cafeteria, and the rest of the time was hiding in the cafeteria. In the self-study room of the library, I am earnestly reviewing and preparing for the battle.

It's hard to see whether others have studied hard, but Hu Zhihai's efforts are visible to the naked eye.

In just one month, he seemed to have lost a lot of weight, and even his cheeks had become a bit angular from his original chubby face.

"Fatty, it's not as important as you think to be admitted to graduate school, so don't ruin your body."

Jiang Yu didn't want to say this at first. After all, it's not a bad thing for Hu Zhihai to be willing to learn, but seeing that he lost so much weight all of a sudden, he was a bit worried as a brother, so he couldn't help reminding,
"If you go home like this, your mother probably won't recognize you."

"How can it be so exaggerated? I am naturally thin, and there is no physical problem."

Hu Zhihai chewed and swallowed the mixed powder in his mouth, and said with a smile,

"Look at my current appetite, do you think this is something that people with unhealthy health can have? I can eat, drink and sleep, and my health is very good.

The reason why I lost weight is because I overused my brain when I was reviewing and preparing for the battle, and I still have to run every morning when I wake up every morning. How can I persist in this kind of high-intensity study if I am not in good health? "

"That's good. Anyway, you have to know it yourself. Your health is the most important thing."

Hearing what he said, Jiang Yu felt more relieved. He looked up at Hu Zhihai and joked with a smile,
"But let's not talk about it, you look a little handsome after losing weight, not bad!"

"Cut! What kind of eyes do you have? Am I handsome?"

When Hu Zhihai heard this, he couldn't help but raise his tail. He said with a narcissistic look,

"I tell you, I am so handsome that I am afraid of myself!"

Jiang Yu didn't speak, and didn't even eat the rice noodles, so he freed up a hand to touch his forehead.

Hu Zhihai was startled: "What are you doing?"

Jiang Yu shook his head, and said with a puzzled look: "You don't have a fever, why are you talking nonsense?"

Hu Zhihai: "..."

After breakfast, Hu Zhihai didn't stay in the cafeteria too long. He picked up his backpack and hurried out the door. The library will open soon, so he has to go to the study room to take a seat. The seats were all filled with books and water glasses.

No matter which school he is in, there are always some people who occupy the latrine and don't shit, and he is not afraid of being smoked into stinky meat.

After Hu Zhihai left, Jiang Yu checked that the time was still early. He was planning to go for a walk before it was too hot outside, when the phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

He took out his mobile phone and saw that the call was from Xiong Tiansheng.

Jiang Yu couldn't help being taken aback. He hadn't seen Xiong Tiansheng for a while, and he didn't know what he was busy with. He was looking for him now, could it be for something?

Thinking of this, Jiang Yu didn't delay, stretched out his finger and swiped on the phone screen, and connected the call.

"Xiao Jiang, have you had breakfast?"

As soon as the phone was connected, Xiong Tiansheng's honest and slightly hoarse voice came from the phone line, and he said with a smile in his tone,
"I called you so early, didn't I disturb your work?"

"Hello, Mr. Xiong, I've already eaten, and I'm planning to go out for a walk right now."

Jiang Yu spoke while holding his mobile phone, walked out of the cafeteria, and said with a smile,

"The cafeteria on the first floor has been open for a while now, and the time to be busy has long passed, why bother me?

By the way, Mr. Xiong, have you had breakfast?If you haven't eaten, come to the cafeteria to eat some?If you want to eat, I can leave a copy for you first. "

"No, no, I ate at home."

When Xiong Tiansheng heard Jiang Yu's words, he was immediately relieved.

This Xiao Jiang still misses the past very much. Even now, he still respects himself as much as before, which is really rare.

This thought just flashed in his mind, he had something to do with Jiang Yu today, after thinking about it, he continued,
"By the way, Xiao Jiang, since you plan to go out for a walk now, why don't you come to my side for a cup of tea? Just right, I still have something to discuss with you."

After a pause, he said again in a serious tone,

"This matter may be more complicated. I'm afraid I won't be able to explain it clearly on the phone for a while."

"Is that so? That's fine, I'll go there now."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Yu didn't delay, and walked slowly towards the administration building along a small path next to the cafeteria.

It was already very hot in Jiangzhou at the end of June, and the sun hung in the sky early, like a woman who was irritated by her husband, unscrupulously releasing her anger, making the big trees on the roadside of the campus also They all became listless, and even the leaves curled up in the sun.

In this hot weather, even the wind is a luxury.

Only Cicada, who was affected, lay down among the dense branches and leaves of the big tree, and yelled "Zhizhizhi" at the top of his voice. The piercing singing, one after another, added a bit of dryness to the sweltering weather.

It is not far from the Seventh Canteen to the Jiangda Administration Building, and it takes only 10 minutes to walk. But when Jiang Yu arrived in front of the Administration Building, he was already sweating from the heat, and even his back was soaked. up.

It's not time to go to work at this moment, the administration building seems quite quiet, and I didn't see many people all the way in.

Jiang Yu didn't mind too much, and walked up the stairs to the third floor in one go, and soon came to Xiong Tengsheng's office.

The door of the office was still ajar, Xiong Zhisheng probably had just arrived, and he was carefully wiping the cigarette ash on the coffee table with a wet rag.

In a corner in front of the balcony, the water in the electric kettle was about to boil, and steam was bubbling out.

Seeing Jiang Yu approaching, Xiong Tiansheng immediately straightened up and said with a smile:

"Xiaojiang is here? Look at the sweat on your head, come in and blow some air-conditioning!"
The bad weather in Jiangzhou, cold in winter and hot in summer, are two extremes. If you come from other places, you really can't get used to it for a while. "

"I've been here for four years, I'm used to it."

Jiang Yu breathed a sigh of relief, walked to the sofa and sat down, smiled and said,

"Is Mr. Xiong busy these days? I don't seem to see you go to the cafeteria to eat recently."

"Well, this time of year is the busiest time for the Academic Affairs Office. There are a series of jobs for students to graduate and get employed, as well as various student jobs before the summer vacation, etc."

Xiong Tiansheng took out a clean cup from the cupboard, made tea for Jiang Yu, and said,
"Although there are many things to do, these are done every year. It is not difficult, but it is time-consuming."

While speaking, he had already brewed tea, and the office was filled with a strong fragrance of tea.

Xiong Tiansheng brought the steaming tea to the coffee table in front of Jiang Yu, and said with a smile,

"I called you here today because it has something to do with my work.

In fact, since June, our Academic Affairs Office has been intensively preparing for the recruitment of new students in September this year.

By the end of June, students will soon start filling out their application forms. In the past, our school would take the initiative to contact some outstanding students from middle schools in the province at this time.

But to be honest, compared with Mizuki University and Magic University of Science and Technology, our school is not a star and a half behind in terms of scientific research and teaching staff, and there is no competitiveness at all.

Therefore, the teachers in our admissions office have always done their best and obeyed the destiny. It is naturally best if students are willing to apply for our school. If they don't want to, we have nothing to do. "

Speaking of this, Xiong Tiansheng's eyes suddenly lit up, his face began to show an expression of excitement, and he even raised his voice all of a sudden,

"But this year is different, because we have you and the Seventh Canteen in our school. This is our 'secret weapon' to compete with other universities!"

"..."

Jiang Yu looked at Xiong Tiansheng with bright eyes and an excited expression, and didn't know how to respond for a while.

It never occurred to him that he and the Seventh Canteen could "add luster" to the school's enrollment?
The food in the Seventh Canteen is indeed delicious, but it won't affect the students to change their college entrance examination wishes, right?

Thinking of this, Jiang Yu said hesitantly, "Mr. Xiong, I don't understand what you mean..."

This is too exaggerated, who would bet on his own future just for a bite of food?
Wouldn't that be a fool?

Even if he wanted to, his family would not agree!
"Hehe, Xiao Jiang, you must have misunderstood me."

Xiong Tiansheng looked at Jiang Yu's puzzled expression, and obviously guessed what he was thinking. He waved his hand and said with a smile,

"We're not saying that we're going to compete for students from top domestic universities like Mizuki University of Science and Technology, and that's unrealistic.

Let's tell the truth in private, even if the top batch of high-quality students really come to our school, based on the school's current teaching staff and teaching level, I am afraid that they really are not able to teach students in accordance with their aptitude and bring out their greatest potential .

But we can do what we can, and compete with those schools that are slightly stronger than us for higher-quality students than in previous years. We can do this, don’t you think? "

After a pause, he continued,

"Xiao Jiang, you should know that all universities want to recruit good students.

The quality of students can not only reflect the candidates' recognition of the school, but also a comprehensive reflection of the reputation of a university's talent training.

Let's put it this way, the better the quality of students, the better the students that can be trained, the better the school's reputation and reputation will be, and the school itself will be able to obtain more resources for the construction of teachers and disciplines, and naturally it will be better. good.

To put it bluntly, this is a virtuous circle process. "

Regarding university education, to be honest, Jiang Yu really didn't understand much, after all, he was only a student now.

But after listening to Xiong Tiansheng's words, I can somewhat understand.

Not to mention anything else, let's just say that the School of Life Sciences of Jiangda University now has a professor Hans, who is an internationally renowned expert in the field of biological sciences. Based on this alone, there must be many high-end universities recruiting graduate students this year. Undergraduate students are willing to take the postgraduate entrance examination in biological sciences of Jiangda University.

This is why many colleges and universities are willing to introduce high-level professors and experts, which can not only improve the school's discipline construction ability, but also attract better students. Why not do it?

Thinking of this, Jiang Yu probably understood. He thought for a while and asked again:

"Mr. Xiong, in terms of recruiting new students, what can Seventh Canteen and I do for the school?"

"You don't have to worry about this, I already have an idea."

Xiong Tiansheng picked up his teacup and took a sip of tea, then smiled at Jiang Yu,
"When the time comes, I'm afraid you will have to work hard to make some delicious food to whet the appetite of those students.

As long as I have tasted the delicacies you cook, I don't believe they can't be moved! "

(End of this chapter)