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

Naturally, Su Qingfeng didn't need to worry about Su Siwei's work.

Because he was really pressed for time, after Su Qingfeng finished the call, he thought twice before taking out a phone book and flipping through it to find the page above.

At the top of this page of phone paper, there is a name - Shi Zhenhua.

After a while, the phone call came through...

……

Beijing.

When he set foot on this land again, Su Qingfeng couldn't help but feel a little stirred in his chest.

Although he had a purpose in coming here this time, connections were only used at critical moments.

Otherwise, how could Su Qingfeng agree so easily when Zong Baoguo, the leader of Sanbo's military region, asked Su Qingfeng to recuperate the health of the old leaders in the capital city.

To put it harshly, we are all ordinary people who will weigh the pros and cons. If there is no benefit to something, who will do it just with passion? Even if you do it, how long can you last?

Even if Su Qingfeng cheated, he was just an ordinary person who had some adventures.

To be honest, he is not as good as his master Yu Yaohua now.

The wind and sand in Beijing are very strong. When the wind blows on the face, it stings and feels a bit painful.

Su Qingfeng squinted his eyes. As soon as he walked out of the station, carrying a suitcase, he saw an old acquaintance at a glance.

Shi Zhenhua was wearing a Chinese tunic suit, and he was well-dressed and neat. Even the few soft hairs on the top of his head were specially wiped back with water, giving him a meticulous look.

Next to Shi Zhenhua is an older lady. Although the old lady is older, her cheeks are rarely pink in this era. She looks like she is well-maintained, even in the north. Even in dry weather, my face is still pink and white.

"Old Mrs. Ming seems to be recovering well and her complexion has improved a lot. I think she doesn't need to take any medicinal food at all."

Su Qingfeng carried the big box and walked straight to the two of them without waiting for Shi Zhenhua to come over.

He looked at Minghong's face and spoke in surprise.

Minghong's impression on him was profound.

This old lady has a family with promising sons, but she ends up with such a daughter-in-law. She is quite old, and she is tortured by having fine needles inserted into her waist. She clearly has Alzheimer's disease, but she still can't. Enjoy your retirement.

However, compared to what he saw before, Minghong's current appearance can almost be said to be completely new.

Su Qingfeng was very happy when he saw this.

Seeing this, Shi Zhenhua was in a good mood and patted Su Qingfeng on the back with a smile. As soon as he patted his hand, it felt like he had been patted on a stone.

I don't know what Su Qingfeng ate after half a year to develop such a muscular body.

The key point is that when this kid put on his clothes, he didn't look strong yet. He looked like a delicate young man, with no muscles whatsoever.

When he got to the car, Shi Zhenhua showed no restraint and spoke with a smile:

"Qingfeng, you are here to do something big."

Su Qingfeng had already said these words on the phone.

Mentioning it now is just a conversation starter.

Rather than playing tricks with these people, Su Qingfeng preferred to tell the whole story.

Not to mention, Shi Zhenhua is really a bit novel.

There are people who ask him for anything, but Su Qingfeng is the only one who asks him to introduce him to become the chef of the state banquet.

When Su Qingfeng arrived in a familiar alley, he entered a house in the alley and saw a large round table in the yard. Most of the round tables were familiar people, and there were a few people. Su Qingfeng looked strange. It was Qi Han who put some effort into introducing Su Qingfeng to her.

When talking about Qi Han, Su Qingfeng was obviously in a daze for a moment, and then he remembered that Qi Han was none other than the son of Mrs. Minghong.

It was Su Qingfeng who first discovered what was wrong with Old Mrs. Ming. However, Su Qingfeng left in a hurry last time. Qi Han wanted to help him, but there was nothing he could do.

This time Su Qingfeng came to visit, and Shi Zhenhua just took advantage of the situation and gave Qi Han the opportunity to return the favor.

One of these new faces was the former master of Fengzeyuan.

But this master is different from Yu Yaohua.

Yu Yaohua has an eccentric temper and a straightforward temper. When he was young, he offended many people. When he finally retired, he ran away from Beijing directly to the Northeastern Black Province. At that time, he really shocked many people. jaw.

But the master chef Xia Guang in front of him is also a famous Shandong cuisine chef in Fengze Garden, but because of his long-sleeved personality and his frequent cooking for the leaders of Fengze Garden, he has a wide network of contacts.

The other person next to him was of medium build, with a Chinese character face, sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes. He had the most popular appearance nowadays and looked the most peaceful and peaceful. He was actually the chef who cooked for the real leader in the Great Hall, the one Su Qingfeng longed for—— State banquet chef!

In fact, the state banquet chef is not just responsible for some foreign guests or the Mid-Autumn Festival and National Day state banquets, as most people imagine.

In fact, in addition to completing foreign affairs and National Day and other state banquet tasks, we also undertake banquets for official events of provincial and municipal governments and major ministries.

But no matter what, with 8 a.m. to 5 a.m. and two weekends off, plus good benefits and high social status, state banquet chef is a cutting-edge position in the industry. It can be said that it is Su Qingfeng’s dream. Love post.

But what Su Qingfeng didn't expect was that although the state banquet chef in front of him was slightly older, he had more mature charm. He must have been only slightly less beautiful than Su Qingfeng when he was young.

Su Qingfeng nodded secretly in his heart.

When he was looking at these masters, these masters were also looking at Su Qingfeng without any trace.

After seeing the muscle lines revealed on Su Qingfeng's rolled-up sleeves, the state banquet chef Lu Congrong nodded with satisfaction.

Looking at this posture, Su Qingfeng should not be short of strength to take over.

When Su Qingfeng saw the looks on the two chefs' faces, he felt as if there was an antenna on the top of his head. With a ding, he immediately tensed up as if he had received some message.

He coughed and said, "How about... I make a dish first?"

"Just braised pork!"

What was unexpected was Lu Congrong. Although it was his first time to see Su Qingfeng, he had obviously asked about Su Qingfeng, or someone else had mentioned it. He named it and wanted to try it. What exactly was Su Qingfeng's signature dish? Something is so brilliant that it can actually impress such a stubborn old guy like Yu Yaohua.

Lu Congrong just waited, but Su Qingfeng didn't feel embarrassed at all.

What's embarrassing?

This bowl of braised pork may be a famous dish.

He happily started to cook the braised pork and rehearsed it thousands of times in his mind. However, even if he repeated it many times, he still had a new feeling every time. Su Qingfeng was stewing braised pork slowly and slowly, squatting in front of the stove, holding a small fan and waving it, once and for all, regardless of whether it was useful or not.

When Shi Zhenhua smelled the aroma coming from the kitchen, even he couldn't help but swallow.

Why does he feel that Su Qingfeng's skills are even better just because he hasn't seen her for more than half a year?

Thinking about it, although he was sitting and chatting, his mind had completely drifted away without realizing it.

Even Lu Congrong couldn't help but be a little surprised.

This Su Qingfeng, if you just smell the aroma of his cooking, maybe he is really capable.

But to say that just this could impress Lu Congrong, he felt that it was missing a bit of meaning.

After the braised pork was slowly simmered over low heat and its juices were reduced, the shuddering pieces of pork belly with thick oily red sauce and plump figures were laid out one by one on the white porcelain plate.

After Su Qingfeng put the pork belly on the table, he still felt that it was a bit monotonous, so he took another spoonful of soup from the pot and poured it evenly on the pork belly. The thick soup, plus the reddish-brown sugar color, was light and shiny. Just looking at it makes people salivate.

The most important thing is the pork belly, which is piece by piece, thick and almost the same size. People who don't know better think it is cut by machine.

When Su Qingfeng came out, Mrs. Ming smiled kindly. She rubbed Su Qingfeng's head with her hand, and then when no one reacted, she picked up the spoon and took a spoonful of it into the braised pork bowl. .

By this time, it was too late to stop him.

But no one present was angry. Although the old lady was older, since she got sick, she was confused most of the time. Sometimes, she was more like an old child and had to be coaxed.

With such an old lady, who could be angry with her?

But the next scene was really unexpected.

The old lady took a spoon and handed it to Su Qingfeng's mouth. She patted Su Qingfeng's back as if coaxing a child, "Little man eats meat. If he doesn't eat meat, he won't grow taller..."

Qi Han, who was standing aside, always felt that his heart was about to break.

My mother, he is my biological son.

Why did my mother become ill and even my son admitted it was wrong?

Turned Su Qingfeng into my mother's son...

Although he knew that this was probably because Mrs. Ming was confused again, Qi Han still felt a little uncomfortable.

In fact, from the old lady's subconscious dependence on Su Qingfeng, we can see that the last time she was abused by her daughter-in-law still had a big impact on the old lady, so much so that Qi Han's status in her heart was Down again and again.

In the heart of Mrs. Ming, Qi Han was not as reliable as an outsider like Su Qingfeng.

Lu Congrong ignored the quarrel between them. He picked up a piece and tasted it while it was hot and fresh from the pot.

When you first enter your mouth, it still smells like braised pork.

Lu Congrong frowned slightly, and then, before he had time to say anything, he felt the difference in this braised pork.

Next to him, Master Xia also picked up the braised pork. His reaction was almost the same as Lu Congrong's.

This braised pork is delicious and unique.

What are the features...

It just makes people sigh after eating it: Ah, this is the taste of mother!

Damn it...this braised pork is simply invincible. With mother's taste, who can make better braised pork?

Next, Lu Congrong asked Su Qingfeng to cook a few more dishes. He found that Su Qingfeng's skills in Lu cuisine were indeed good.

In particular, there are a few outstanding dishes, such as nine-turn large intestine and braised pork, which can be regarded as special signature dishes.

Lu Congrong came to a conclusion in his mind and put a smile on his face, "Well, I have to go back and discuss this matter with others. Just wait for a week and I will give you an answer."

A week can be either long or short.

But after all, it is about the state banquet chef, so it is normal for it to take a week.

After Lu Congrong and Xia Guang left, Su Qingfeng finally realized what he was doing. He broke away from the feeling of strategizing on the stove and became a little uneasy.

Shi Zhenhua originally wanted to make fun of this kid, but then he thought about it. It was really not easy for this kid to get to where he is today. He had to work hard all by himself. He simply stopped teasing and patted Su Qingfeng on the head. , smiled and said:

"Okay, don't think so much. Let me tell you, sometimes a state banquet chef may not necessarily have the best skills, but he must have connections. Your skills are not bad, especially if you have signature dishes. In addition, it has something to do with it. You kid... if you don’t serve as the chef for the state banquet, it’s simply unforgivable.”

Su Qingfeng thought about it and thought so.

There are many types of state banquets. In addition to going to Diaoyutai, you can also entertain foreign guests in various state-owned units. This kind of entry is less difficult.

But for Su Qingfeng, of course he has to do his best. He hopes even more to be able to enter that place...

Time passes slowly.

During these days, Su Qingfeng maintained the original pace and began to slowly nurse the old leader in the alley back to health.

Just one afternoon, while Su Qingfeng was making fish maw, chicken and pork belly porridge, Shi Zhenhua walked in with a happy face and hurried steps, as if something happy had happened.

When Su Qingfeng saw him like this, his heart skipped a beat, and a guess almost jumped out of his throat.

Shi Zhenhua looked at Su Qingfeng steadily, his face flushed, "Enter! Into the Great Hall!"

No matter how good Su Qingfeng's heart was, he couldn't help but feel a little agitated at this moment.

That's the Great Hall!

The people there are the real, so-called big leaders.

Su Qingfeng took a deep breath. At this moment, he suddenly felt a sense of relaxation after the dust settled.

He smiled and said, "Can I call home first?"

Of course.

Shi Zhenhua can completely understand.

He even couldn't wait to pull Su Qingfeng to the phone and started making calls.

After the call was dialed, Su Siwei's voice came from the other side of the phone, as well as Bai Jing and Li Ran talking in a low voice, some vague words.

Su Qingfeng clenched her fingers slightly and said calmly, "Dad, I have become the chef of the state banquet."

clack.

There was a sound of the microphone falling to the ground. (End of chapter)