I work as a chef in the university cafeteria

Chapter 299 For Jiang Yu's celebration banquet, let's go!
"Anyway, my old man has such a temper. The older he gets, the more he looks like a child."

Lu Shuwu looked gloating, and said to Jiang Yu with a smile,

"If he is not satisfied with the meal, there is a high probability that you will not be able to leave."

"..."

Jiang Yu was dumbfounded.

I didn't expect that the Lu family in Tanzhou was still a dragon's pond and a tiger's den. If I go here, it will be difficult to leave!

"After you say that, I'm a little afraid to go to Tanzhou."

"Hey, don't!"

When Lu Shuwu heard it, he immediately knew that something was wrong, he was so stupid, how could he tell the truth to the boss?

You see, the boss is too scared to go!
He quickly said with a smile,
"I'm exaggerating, think about it for yourself, even if an old man of his age can eat, how much food can he eat?
If you cook two dishes for him casually and drink some wine with him, it's easy to fool him. "

Good guy!
I'm straight guy!

Xiao Lu, you are so "filial", you actually taught outsiders to fool your grandfather!

By the way, is this your grandpa?

"Isn't it just to cook a few dishes? It's my honor that your old man is willing to taste my dishes."

Jiang Yu smiled and said,
"He still doesn't want to eat the dishes cooked by ordinary people!"

When I went to Tanzhou this time, I originally wanted to repay Lu Jinsheng's kindness of "gifting kitchen notes", but simply cooking him a few dishes was not enough to repay the favor.

Not to mention, Lu Jinsheng himself is the "master of Hunan cuisine", a master of Chinese cooking, and he is a top group of people in the culinary world.

For a person like him, what kind of food has he never eaten?

The fact that the food he cooks can be eaten by him shows that this is Lu Jinsheng's acknowledgment of himself.

"That's true."

Lu Shuwu nodded and said with a smile,

"When the old man first retired two years ago, there were always some young chefs who asked someone to find a relationship and asked the old man to help with reviews.

At first, the old man was a little interested, but after going a few times, he refused to go again.

He didn't show it outside, but he lost his temper when he got home.

It is said that some chefs now put a lot of seasonings in every dish. Chicken can’t taste chicken, and fish can’t taste fish meat. It’s a waste of ingredients and fooling diners! "

Of course, Jiang Yu was well aware of what Lu Shuwu said.

To put it bluntly, because the pace of life is too fast, diners don’t have time to sit down and savor the food, and chefs naturally don’t have the time to cook properly.

There are so many people in the hall waiting to eat. There are just a few chefs who have to cook so many dishes. How can they have the heart to cook slowly and carefully?

Of course, in today's large and small restaurants, restaurants and restaurants, there are always some black-hearted bosses or chefs who deliberately use a lot of seasonings to cover up the staleness of the ingredients themselves.

This kind of thing is not uncommon, and related news reports can often be seen on the Internet.

The two chatted for a while, Jiang Yu turned his head to look at He Chunsheng who was struggling to roll the noodles in front of the operating table, couldn't help but smiled and asked:
"Xiao He, you have been in the Seventh Canteen for a while, how do you feel? Can you adapt?"

"Ah, still, okay."

He Chunsheng was somewhat nervous when facing Jiang Yu, a young boss. He raised his head and smiled and said,

"The people in the cafeteria are very nice, it's not like any place I've been in before."

"It's really nice here, I like it very much."

At this time, Niu Daqiang also came over, he scratched his head, "hehe" said with a smile,
“The cafeteria not only has a good working atmosphere, but also the food is delicious!
If Boss Xiaojiang doesn't dislike him, I can work here until I retire! "

Niu Daqiang has a naive personality and is very diligent in his work.

Probably because he really learned some real skills in the cooking class of the army. Although the big pot dishes he cooks are not as delicious as those made by others, they still have a special flavor.

Moreover, the steamed buns and big meat buns made by Niu Daqiang were also delicious, which made He Chunsheng feel a little redundant.

"Daqiang, you don't just like the food here, you probably like the female college students who come here to eat, right?"

Lu Shuwu turned his head to look at him, and joked with a smile,
"Work hard and try to buy a house near the school in the future, and then find a college student to be my wife.

If you really do all of these things, your life will be consummated! "

"Hey, I'm a high school graduate, but I don't have that much thought."

Being teased by Lu Shuwu, the carefree Niu Daqiang also became a little shy. He said with a silly smile,

"For me, if I can eat enough, wear warm clothes, and find someone to spend the rest of my life with, I am already content."

It is rare for someone in the kitchen to talk about these things. When Niu Daqiang said this, everyone felt the same way.

To put it bluntly, if you really want to have big ambitions and goals, you won't feel at ease staying in a university cafeteria.

Even though this university cafeteria has a great reputation and attracts countless diners, it is still just a cafeteria after all.

Of course, it is not easy to stay in Seven Canteens.

Although Jiang Yu can accept that the new chef's cooking skills are mediocre, if the chef's level cannot be improved after a long time, then Jiang Yu can only ask him to leave.

In the chef industry, as long as he is willing to endure hardships, there is no skill that cannot be improved. If a chef cannot improve, it means that he has not worked hard at all.

Although the working atmosphere in the Seventh Canteen is very good, it is not a nursing home. If you want to eat and drink here, you must not do it.

A group of people sat in front of the operating table, chatting freely while busy with the work at hand.

Amidst the buzzing sound of the kitchen blower, there was unexpectedly a sense of tranquility and peace.

……

The gate of Jiang University Sports College.

After half a year of hard training, the student athletes finally came to test their results.

From July 7th to 20st, the 31-day Zhangjiang Provincial Games will be grandly opened in Xunyang City.

At that time, many excellent athletes in the province, such as colleges and universities, social groups, etc., will participate in the competition. They will sweat their sweat on the hot field and use their results to prove that their efforts are worthwhile.

Liu Xiaohu and other student-athletes representing Jiang University stood tall and straight in the square in front of the college building, and everyone's face was filled with strong fighting spirit.

They, a group of people, will also overcome difficulties in their own group and win gold and silver.

Of course, for them, the gold medal is the top priority!
Only after winning the gold medal can he be able to eat the celebration banquet made by Senior Brother Jiang Yu himself!
Silver and bronze?
What's the use of coming? !

This time, it was Wang Deping, the vice president of the School of Physical Education, who was in charge of leading the team to the Provincial Games.

He stood on the steps with Lin Yahui, Yin Tao and other physical education teachers who were about to go to Xunyang together, looking at the high-spirited students below, he couldn't help but feel heroic.

He said aloud:
"Students, the Provincial Games is about to start. For this games, both the school and you have paid a lot in the past half a year.

This moment is when we prove ourselves!
Of course, the sports meeting is about to start, and I don't ask everyone to do anything. Rigid requirements are not beneficial to the competition, and will only increase everyone's pressure.

Grades are not important, just do your best! "

Liu Xiaohu and the other student athletes below couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

They are afraid that the leader will make random demands before the game, that this one must win the gold, and that one must at least win the silver.

The situation on the field is changing rapidly, who can guarantee that they will win gold and silver?

"However, I've heard about it! Our dean has already paid for it. If anyone wins the gold medal in this Provincial Games, the celebration banquet hosted by the boss of the Seventh Canteen Xiaojiang is waiting for you!"

Just when everyone relaxed, Vice President Wang Deping said with a smile,

"To be honest, even I am so greedy for the celebration banquet hosted by Boss Xiao Jiang, what reason do you have for not working hard?

Alright, that's all for the mobilization, let's go for Boss Xiaojiang's celebration banquet! "

After saying this, he waved his hand and led Lin Yahui, Yin Tao and other physical education teachers to the bus that had been parked early.

In addition to them, there are naturally physical education teachers who arrange for student athletes to board the bus one by one.

After everyone got on the bus, the three buses, carrying the teachers and students, drove slowly out of the gate of Jiang University and headed towards Xunyang City.

"Did you see that? Dean Wang mobilized a lot, and those people and students are as if they have been beaten with chicken blood, and they are all extremely excited!"

Yin Tao and Lin Yahui were sitting in the front row. Seeing the car leaving the school, he moved to Lin Yahui's side and sighed in a low voice,

"I have to say, this ginger is still old and spicy!"

Lin Yahui smiled and didn't say much.

At this moment, his mind has already flown to the track and field field of Xunyang City Provincial Games.

Liu Xiaohu tried jumping two days ago, and there was no major problem with his run-up movement, but it seemed that he hadn't touched the best point in the final take-off.

I don't know if he can break through his psychological barrier and successfully cross the height of 2.2 meters in the Provincial Games this time?

If he really skipped 2.2 meters, he should be able to win a precious gold medal, right?
　I had a B-ultrasound today, and I wasted a little time. I came back and got injections and infusions until after two o'clock in the afternoon. . . .

　　Therefore, the number of words in this chapter today is a bit short, sorry.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)