Return to the era: starting from the state-owned hotel

Chapter 152 Walking away in despair...

Su Qingfeng ignored Lin Mingliang's words and just waved to him with a bright smile, "Come on, let's do it."

Lin Mingliang held up his limp hands, showing a resentful expression.

Still coming?
He thought viciously in his heart that when today was over, he would urge Brother Li to find a vegetable cutter as soon as possible.

He encouraged himself and started to help Su Qingfeng.

Not long after, Lin Mingliang was like an emotionless salted fish, leaning straight against the door panel and screaming, "Master Su, I, I can't... I can't stand it anymore... ah..."

Su Qingfeng: "?"

He simply wanted to give Lin Mingliang Bangbang two iron fists.

As expected, this thief has no good intentions. He is just a prostitute and wants to drag him into trouble!

People who don’t know, think that the kitchens of state-owned restaurants have some hidden secrets...

He, Su Qingfeng, is a very serious person!

Thinking about it, Su Qingfeng felt a rush of heat in her heart, rolled up her sleeves, and started to work.

Lin Mingliang couldn't help but swallow his saliva when he looked at the smooth lines on Su Qingfeng's exposed arms.

This meat feels so good...

Ah, no, these lines are really smooth. At first glance, they are the traces of being immersed in cooking skills for a long time.

Lin Mingliang looked envious, but he didn't know if he could have such strong muscles when he reached Su Qingfeng's level. In this way... his wife's attitude towards him should be better, and she would stop shouting and drinking. …

At this time, Chen Meilan walked to the window, looking a little anxious, "Xiao Su, do you still have the Nine-turn Large Intestine? The guests behind you have requested this dish."

Su Qingfeng also looked troubled, "Sister Meilan, I really can't make it now. This nine-turn large intestine is a big dish..."

Su Qingfeng didn't finish what he said. He originally wanted to say, how could this satisfy the supply like ordinary stir-fried dishes?

But Chen Meilan seemed to be doing it as a matter of routine. She just asked this question, then turned her head, put her hands on her hips, and roared like a lion from Hedong: "The nine-turn large intestine is gone! Order whatever you like! This is a big dish, how can you open your mouth to ask for it?" You can have it? Why didn’t you order it just now?”

At this time, the first group of people who came in and ordered the fish head with chopped pepper were already regretting it.

That’s not to say that the fish head with chopped peppers is not delicious. With Fang Jidong’s level as a fourth-level chef, it is definitely delicious.

But the problem is... they don't lack that little money. If they had known earlier, they might as well have been cruel and ordered an extra serving of Nine-turn Large Intestine.

I didn't see anyone eating without raising their head. Just looking at the color of the large intestine makes me salivate.

Mom, it's so delicious.

The leading young man from before had felt that he had been to the state-owned hotel many times, and he seemed familiar to Chen Meilan.
"Sister Chen, can't you be accommodating? We also admire this master's craftsmanship and want to experience it."

Chen Meilan rolled her eyes and said, "Be accommodating? Be accommodating to your motherfucker! If you like it or not, you will be knocked down if you don't eat it. After you eat it, make room as soon as possible. There is no need to be accommodating!"

After all, the man was young, and still had some youthful vigor. Seeing Chen Meilan speak so harshly, his heart suddenly rose, and in a fit of anger, he also said a harsh word:
"Get out of here! At worst, I'll come back to eat it when there's another nine-turn large intestine in the future! Humph! By the way, pack the fish head with chopped pepper for me!"

Chen Meilan rolled her eyes again and said angrily, "Pack it yourself!"

Young man: I can bear...

A smile appeared on his face, "Of course I will pack, but I just tested you on purpose!"

Chen Meilan glanced at him and cursed her nerves in her heart. She seemed calm, but in fact she walked away timidly.

Could this man be sick... Sigh, stay away and don't get into any trouble.

Seeing that the nine-turn large intestine and fish head with chopped pepper were gone, the remaining diners felt a little regretful.

I regretted why I didn’t come earlier today. Not only did I wait in line for so long, I also didn’t buy anything in the end.

Fortunately, at this time, a new pot of jujube paste cake was freshly baked.

These diners were not all disappointed, they bought some jujube paste cakes and went back.

After all, this is also the craft of a master in the provincial capital.

It is decent to buy it back, whether it is for children to eat or to give as gifts.

Of course, even though there are so many people queuing up to wait for the chopped pepper fish head and nine-turn large intestine, most people can only buy two steamed buns, watch others eat the vegetables, and eat the steamed buns themselves.

In this way, being able to eat white flour steamed buns is already beating 90.00% of families.

More people can only eat wowotou and pickles, and a bowl of rice soup is already considered a good treatment.

Su Qingfeng looked at the diners squatting at the door, unwilling to leave. Seeing Chen Meilan trying to drive them away, he thought for a moment, "Sister Meilan, please let them come into the store. Don't drive them away, come into the store." If you stand and watch as there are more people, you might be able to attract more customers.”

Chen Meilan was startled at first, and then her eyes softened slightly. Instead of her fiery temper when facing those customers, she smiled and said, "You are just young and too soft-hearted."

Su Qingfeng smiled and did not explain anything.

He was just talking, he didn't lose anything, and he could still be kind to others, so what's wrong with that?
On the other hand, Lin Mingliang, who was in the kitchen, was so tired that he collapsed on the ground, muttering full of resentment: "We are not that kind of place here. We are still soliciting customers. Is it possible that the more people standing there, the more we can attract?" "

Su Qingfeng turned his head, with a spring breeze-like smile on his face.

His tone was kind, "Lin Mingliang, are you the master master, or am I the master master?"

When Lin Mingliang heard this question, he subconsciously got up from the ground and said with a smile, "You are, you are...hehehehe..."

This flattering look is almost shameless.

Fang Jidong and Xie Baolu both had to turn their heads away from this scene.

After all the ingredients in the back kitchen were used up, Lin Mingliang, the second-zao chef, basically made the rest of the stir-fries.

I don’t know if it’s because today’s big dish is so tempting that people can’t help but raise their expectations for the stir-fry.

When Lin Mingliang took out the pot and filled the lunch boxes, many people couldn't wait to take a bite, and then began to curse.

"Why is this stir-fried dish so different from those meat dishes?"

"Well, the meat dishes are sold out, and the remaining stir-fries must have been made by the worst helper in the kitchen."

"Forget it, just eat some..."

With these few words, Lin Mingliang almost climbed out of the small window angrily and gave the man a spatula dunk!
He stayed in the corner a little aggrievedly, "It turns out that I am the worst helper in the kitchen..."

Su Qingfeng looked around.

A level [-] chef, a level [-] white chef, and myself, a level [-] chef who pretends to be a pig and eats the tiger.

In fact, it is not wrong to say that Lin Mingliang is the worst.

But these words were too hurtful, and Su Qingfeng definitely couldn't say them.

He thought for a moment and changed his perspective, "I have a way to make you not the worst."

Lin Mingliang's eyes lit up, "What can we do?"

"Get another vegetable cutter!"

When Lin Mingliang heard this, he suddenly became excited.

Great idea!

He put down the spatula and ran outside, muttering Li Gen's name.

This time it was Su Qingfeng's turn to use his numb claws.

Now that Lin Mingliang is gone, who else can they exploit?

Fortunately, the lunch peak period has passed, and because the ingredients for the main dishes have run out and cannot be sold, the long queue at the ordering counter is finally shortening.

I don’t know if Lin Mingliang was lazy by running out.

I haven't seen him come back for such a long time.

The three people in the kitchen were in good physical condition at this time.

Not to mention Su Qingfeng, a young player with a cheating physique and super endurance, even the two generals Fang Jidong and Xie Baolu are not tired because they are in their prime.

Even though Xie Baolu is a master of white paper, he is still very good at making some simple stir-fries.

While Fang Jidong was cooking, he couldn't help but mutter: "Xiao Lin is not good either. He has been exhausted after working for just a while. It's not good for this young man to have such weak foundation."

Su Qingfeng didn't say a word, and stirred the pot with a spatula harder and harder, as if to prove something.

He is not false!

At this moment, a group of people suddenly walked in at the door.

Most of these people are big-bodied and thick-waisted. They are obviously not simple people who can eat like this in this era.Chen Meilan looked at this group of people and felt that they had a special aura.

It was as if you had arrived at their home stadium when you arrived at the hotel, exuding great power from all over your body.

When the onlookers saw them, they all looked envious.

Not for anything else, just for the ring of fat around their waists.

This is a symbol of wealth.

Chen Meilan and the others secretly became wary.

In the crowd, a short fat man said, "Master Xu, there is a provincial capital chef written on the door of this restaurant. Could it be that Fang is the one cooking here today..."

The tall, fat man in the lead stood there like a wall of flesh.

Hearing this, he frowned suddenly and shouted coldly, "Nonsense! Who is that person, and he actually comes to this small state-owned restaurant in Honggang Town to cook? When you said this, did you ever move? Brain? It might be possible to say it’s the guy named Xie.”

Chen Meilan only knew about the two masters who came from the province today. However, she was too busy preparing today and had no time to introduce each other, so she didn't know the names of the two masters.

In addition, she was far away from that group of people, so sometimes she couldn't hear clearly what was said. For a while, she only knew that these people came with bad intentions, and the rest... she really didn't know.

But then she thought about it, this was the place where she, Chen Meilan, worked.

When it comes to being arrogant, who can be more arrogant than her?

She put her hands on her hips and glared, "Do you want to order? If you don't want to order, go ahead and don't block the way at the door!"

If these people didn't seem to have a lot of background, Chen Meilan might have said something like "a good dog doesn't block the road."

The leading master was indeed angry, but after thinking that his purpose of coming was to explore the identity of the "provincial master" on the small blackboard, he was too lazy to argue with Chen Meilan about these small details.

He turned around, raised his eyebrows, and said calmly, "We don't care about this with the ladies."

The short and fat chef behind him clapped his hands and praised on the spot, "Master Xu really has the magnanimity of a master."

I saw the chef surnamed Xu walking forward slowly and coughing slightly, "A fish head with chopped pepper."

Chen Meilan trimmed her nails without looking up, "Sold out."

Master Xu frowned slightly, "What about the Nine-turn Large Intestine?"

Chen Meilan blew on her nails and said, "No more."

Master Xu endured it again and again, "Is there some jujube paste cake?"

Only then did Chen Meilan raise her head, frowned, and said in a bad tone, "Why do you always choose to buy things that are not available? It's gone, gone, gone. There's only Xiaochao left. Do you want to buy it?"

Master Xu couldn't help it anymore. He slapped the table and said with an angry face, "What kind of restaurant is this? Why do you want everything?"

The pudgy chef behind him silently praised: "Master Xu is still so genuine. We craftsmen must have the courage to seek truth."

Several masters next to him looked at him sideways, thinking that he was also a talent.

Chen Meilan was startled at first, and then her temper got worse. She slapped the table and said to Master Xu, "Why are you shouting so loudly? Didn't you see the little blackboard? I told you that the master in the provincial capital did it How can it be the same as ordinary stir-fry, you want it? If so, if more than 100 minced pepper fish heads are sold in a day, wouldn’t that mean a hundred fish?”

Master Xu was furious and finally let out his rich voice, "Who is the master chef here? Come forward and show me? I didn't even know that this state-owned hotel had such rules..."

Before he finished speaking, a voice came.

"What rules? Did you make these rules?"

When Master Xu heard the sound, the expression on his face seemed to be frozen, and then he hit it with a sledgehammer, and finally it slowly cracked and shattered.

I saw two rosy-faced middle-aged men standing at the door of the kitchen. Next to them was an extremely young man with a bright smile on his face, like a sunflower in full bloom. A warm feeling.

But for some reason, Master Xu always felt that this smile seemed like a mockery.

But he soon had no time to think about this small detail, or even to raise his hostility towards Su Qingfeng.

When he saw Fang Jidong's true face, he couldn't help but lower his head inch by inch.

The short and fat man behind him chanted again: "With Master Xu's level, it is extremely humble to bow his head when meeting a colleague. If I had half of Master Xu's skills..."

Before he finished speaking, Master Xu turned around, kicked him hard, and then slipped the man out, scolding him angrily, "What kind of skill is there? This is Master Fang! You are instigating it all behind his back." , I will only disturb Master Fang today."

"That...Master Fang...today is really unlucky. Another day, another day...I will definitely come and apologize in person."

After saying that, he fled as fast as he could.

Xie Baolu was particularly evil-minded. Before leaving, he pretended to stay, "Old Xu, don't leave. Let's have a meal with Master Fang before we leave. There is a fish head with chopped peppers that you want to eat!"

Hearing this, the master surnamed Xu almost staggered.

At this time, the customers in the hotel were watching the excitement with relish.

The excitement of the hotel chef is not something ordinary people can see.

But those present were not fools.

Through this incident, they could finally see that the master cooking today obviously had a high status.

Some of the people they ordered today took a big advantage.

After the huge crowd dispersed, Chen Meilan leaned on the counter and muttered, "What's the matter?"

And the other side.

Su Qingfeng and the other three looked at each other in confusion, and finally focused on the short and fat man.

The man was watched by the three people, and he felt as if he was surrounded by a pack of wolves, and he was the little white rabbit in the center.

If it weren't for the wrong place, he would even feel like trembling.

Su Qingfeng touched his chin and pretended to think deeply, "The state-owned hotels in Honggang Town never cater for idlers. Master Fang, Master Xie, what do you think?"

Fang Jidong and Xie Baolu nodded in agreement.

……

After a while.

In the back kitchen of a state-owned hotel.

A short and fat man stir-fried beans. I don't know whether it was because he was too fat or because the kitchen was too hot. There were dense beads of sweat on his face.

And the other side.

Su Qingfeng, Fang Jidong and others were leaning in front of the stove, holding rice with distinct grains, as well as the specially leftover nine-turn large intestine and fish head with chopped pepper. Both of these dishes were heavy on flavor and were not ordinary meals.

In addition, Su Qingfeng and the others were indeed hungry, so for a while, they didn't want to eat too much.

This was a hardship for the hard worker who had been captured earlier. He wanted to get close to her, but Fang Jidong was said to be an extremely unkind person.

As for Xie Baolu, he is a master of Bai An passed down from his family.

God knows how that young master impressed them and got to hang out with them.

His heart was scratching like a cat, and he felt like he was in a dilemma and didn't know what to do.

Just at this moment, Lin Mingliang arrived.

He saw a strange figure taking his place on the stove, and he felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

He looked at Su Qingfeng with some grievance: "It was me first..."

Su Qingfeng was busy eating and had no time to pay attention to his behavior.

The look in this guy's eyes was so disgusting that Su Qingfeng felt goosebumps coming out. He had no choice but to say, "I didn't want you to do it at first, but we have been partners for at least that long, so why don't you go there too?" Help me with the stove."

As soon as he heard this, Lin Mingliang jumped up.

In the same way of doing things, one is proactive and the other is passive. With the addition of pua, the efficiency and enthusiasm of this work are completely different.

Su Qingfeng looked back at him, feeling deeply relieved.

After today's cooperation, he only felt that he had gained a lot. At the same time, he secretly noted this experience in his heart and communicated more with his peers, especially those whose skills were higher than his own, would have unexpected benefits.

Thinking of this, Su Qingfeng couldn't help but think of the hotpot banquet that was going to be held in two days.

He had only invited the old chief before, but he had not formally invited the two masters.

Thinking of how much they helped me today, especially when they stayed at home, it was really unjustifiable not to invite them.

Thinking of this, Su Qingfeng took the opportunity to speak out.

　Ten thousand words is over, see you tomorrow
　　
　
(End of this chapter)