Rebirth: Starting from the Cafeteria

After that, the business of the food truck became better and better. He prepared a total of 50 servings of [Yangchun Noodles], and they were all sold out in less than two hours.

He didn't care at all about how much money he made. After packing up all his things and cleaning the area around the food truck, he hummed a little tune and rode his tricycle back to the hotel.

"Master Du, you're closing your stall so early? Looks like business is good."

The third cook in the hotel restaurant, surnamed Wu, had dealt with Du Shaojie before. If he hadn't spoken up for him today, Du Shaojie would have had to find a place outside to wash the vegetables.

[Yangchun noodles] Although simple, ingredients like green onions still need to be washed.

Wu Jianfei was not busy at the moment and was smoking outside the back door of the kitchen when he saw Du Shaojie riding over on a tricycle.

So he casually said hello.

"Thanks to you, business is still good."

Du Shaojie parked the dining car and locked it.

"It seems that your cooking skills are not bad! By the way, Master Du, I am very curious, as a snack stand owner who lives in a hotel for a long time, what level of chef are you?"

Wu Jianfei is a second-level chef, 26 years old and a local.

He is a smooth talker who never controls his words, and often offends people without realizing it.

No matter how good-tempered Du Shaojie was, he still felt that the question asked by the other party was a bit abrupt.

Who says that small vendors can’t stay in hotels? Of course, most small vendors can’t afford to stay in hotels for a long time. It’s normal for the other party to be curious, but he shouldn’t ask so bluntly.

"They say that the aunties in Chaoyang are very vigilant. I would say that the men in Beijing are no less vigilant."

Du Shaojie smiled and continued, "I am a special second-level chef, Master Wu, you can't look down on me."

Wu Jianfei was still wondering what "Chaoyang Auntie" meant, but then he heard something that shocked him.

The other party is a "special second-level chef"? I didn't hear it wrong.

He glanced at Du Shaojie with some suspicion, and the other party nodded solemnly.

"Xiao Wu, come in quickly. You've been smoking for half an hour. That's outrageous."

At this time, Wu Jianfei had no time to say anything as a roar came from the kitchen.

He was so frightened that he realized it was the head cook who called him, so he ran back quickly. If he went back too late, he might get hit on the head with a big spoon.

Du Shaojie hadn't eaten yet, and he was too lazy to go out, so he went to the hotel restaurant. He ordered two dishes, a bowl of rice, and a bottle of beer.

He was eating and drinking leisurely in the lobby, while Wu Jianfei was busy in the kitchen and telling jokes.

The protagonist of the joke is naturally Du Shaojie. Wu Jianfei thinks that the other party is bragging. How many such young top chefs can be found in the whole capital?
And he is a special second-level chef.

The first chef didn’t take it seriously at first. It’s not illegal to brag, so just brag if you want.

But when he finished his work and went outside to smoke, he suddenly smelled the remaining smell from the dining car. He is an old chef, although he is only a first-class chef, he has seen a lot and can feel the difference just from this smell.

Could it be that this young man named Du is just bragging?

The next day.

The head cook saw Du Shaojie washing ingredients outside the kitchen.

"Master Du, my name is Yue Qing, and I'm the head chef of our hotel restaurant."

Yue Qing first introduced himself, and then started chatting with Du Shaojie.

Unlike Wu Jianfei, he did not try to test the other person's background, but just chatted with him about some cooking issues.

Du Shaojie said a few perfunctory words, but Yue Qing was stunned.

They are all experts, and even though they haven't started cooking yet, their understanding of cooking has already exceeded his imagination.

How dare Wu Jianfei, that idiot, say that others are bragging?

"Master Yue, I can't chat with you anymore. I have to go out to the stall soon."

Du Shaojie didn't care what Wu Jianfei was thinking, nor did he care about Yue Qing's purpose. He went out to set up the stall simply because he was itching to do something and also to kill time.

Others cannot understand his mentality, and he does not want to explain it.

"Okay, you go ahead and do your work, we can talk when we have time."

After all, Yue Qing was not familiar with Du Shaojie, so when he heard the other party say this, he didn't say anything more.

After Du Shaojie finished his work, he rode his tricycle slowly to the stall. He managed the timing just right, set up the food cart, did some preparations and was then ready to start selling.

However, today's customers came earlier than yesterday, and before he had even finished his business, there was already a line in front of the food truck.

"Is this [Yangchun Noodles] really as good as it's said to be?"

"I don't know, so I came to try it."

"It's really delicious. I ate a bowl yesterday and I want to eat it again today."

Amid the discussion, Du Shaojie made preparations and said, "It's ready now. How many bowls do you want, student in front?"

“Give me three bowls.”

Du Shaojie started to cook noodles, and several small tables were soon filled with people.

There is no way, the conditions are like this, the customers in the queue behind have to wait until the people in front have finished eating before they can have a place to eat. The soup noodles are hot, you can't just eat them in your hands, right?
The waiting process also prolonged the dining time, otherwise the 50 servings of [Yangchun noodles] might be sold out in half an hour.

"Sorry, they are all sold out. Students who want to eat please come early tomorrow."

There were still many people queuing up, and Du Shaojie could only apologize to everyone.

He didn't do it for the money, he just wanted to kill time, so he didn't make himself too tired.

Some people came here after hearing other people’s propaganda. They were nonchalant at first, but ended up waiting in line for a long time but didn’t get to eat, and they felt unbalanced.

"I still don't believe it. I'll come here 20 minutes earlier tomorrow to see how delicious his [Yangchun Noodles] is."

"That's right, that's right. Boss, can you prepare more tomorrow? How many people can this little amount feed?"

When Du Shaojie heard these words, he smiled but said nothing.

It's not impossible to increase the quantity, but the key is that he has no place to process the ingredients in advance, and it's not hygienic to operate in the open air.

【Ding! 】

[Task: Use the food truck to sell 100 servings of plain noodles every day for a week, and achieve rave reviews.]

[Reward: 5000 exchange points, authentic (Jiangnan Baihua Chicken) recipe. ]

Du Shaojie was packing up the dining cart when a new task came up unexpectedly.

This mission was not complicated, and there was no punishment for failure to complete it, but Du Shaojie's eyes suddenly lit up.

It's not because of the 5000 redemption points, but because of the authentic [Jiangnan Baihua Chicken] recipe. This dish belongs to Cantonese cuisine, and its preparation is complicated and difficult, and the cost is high. Currently, few people can make it.

It can be said that it is almost lost.

The authentic recipe of this dish was not even included in the simulation scene, but now it was given as a task reward, and he was suddenly excited.

This task must be completed!
When we got back to the hotel, it was still quite early and it only took one hour to sell out all 50 servings of [Yangchun Noodles].

When parking the car, Du Shaojie met Yue Qing again.

"Master Du, so early?"

"Yeah, we didn't prepare much food, so it will be sold out in a short while."

Du Shaojie couldn't help but feel moved when he saw that the other party was trying to get closer to him.

Starting from tomorrow, he needs to set up a stall near the Normal University to sell [Yangchun noodles] for a week, 100 servings a day. It would be great if the hotel restaurant could provide him with more convenience.

Putting aside other things, can we arrange the soup stock?
As the mission required "rave reviews", he did not dare to be careless. It would be best to use broth to make the soup base of the [Yangchun Noodles], which would taste better.

"Please prepare more. Business is so good, there is no need to worry about leftovers."

Yue Qing walked closer, took out a pack of cigarettes, took out two cigarettes, and handed one to Du Shaojie.

Du Shaojie waved his hand and said, "I don't smoke, thank you! Master Yue, it's not that I don't want to prepare more. I'm just a guest star. How can I prepare the ingredients in advance?"

"Haha, isn't this easy? I'll say hello to my boss later, and you can just go to our kitchen tomorrow to prepare the ingredients. But I also have a condition. I hope you can spare some time to teach us a few tricks."

When Yue Qing heard this, he suddenly felt sleepy and fell on the pillow.

Through previous casual chats with Du Shaojie, he felt that the other party’s cooking skills should be very good, at least much better than his own.

The hotel is not a high-end one, so the overall quality of the hotel restaurant is just so-so, neither high nor low.

Yue Qing took the opportunity to sell it well, and then invited him to take some time off to do a demonstration for the kitchen staff, which was also meant as a test.

"Okay, now is the best day. I have nothing to do right now. If it's convenient, I will show my ugliness."

Du Shaojie nodded repeatedly. Whether Yue Qing was willing to provide him with convenience or he went to the restaurant to give a few demonstrations, it was a small matter.

Seeing that the place was so straightforward, Yue Qing immediately threw away the half-smoked cigarette butt in his hand and said, "Then please come in!"

Afterwards, Du Shaojie went to wash his hands, Yue Qing gave him a clean chef's uniform to change into, and the two of them walked into the kitchen.

"Master Du, why are you here?"

When Wu Jianfei saw Du Shaojie, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

Then his eyes suddenly widened. Was the other party trying to show off his skills? This was bad. Yesterday, he said that the other party was just bragging. Was he going to be slapped in the face today?

Most people in the kitchen knew the "joke" Wu Jianfei told, and now, they were all excited, waiting to see the joke of Wu Jianfei himself.

"Everyone, let me tell you something. Master Du is a top-notch chef. It took me a long time to convince him to give us a demonstration. Wu Jianfei, after you finish cooking this dish, give your seat to Master Du."

Yue Qing is the absolute authority in the kitchen and his word is final.

How could Wu Jianfei dare to say no? He quickly finished the task at hand and stepped aside.

Someone handed Du Shaojie a menu. There were not many dishes on it, only three, namely [Beijing Sauce Shredded Pork], [Stir-fried Lamb Tripe] and [Kung Pao Chicken].

He can cook all these dishes. They are not difficult to cook and he can do them with ease.

The ingredients and side dishes were all prepared, so Du Shaojie started heating the pot directly.

For the first dish, he chose [Stir-fried Lamb Tripe].

This dish requires quick stir-frying, with plenty of heat and the ingredients must be stir-fried thoroughly to allow all the flavors to blend into the ingredients. (End of this chapter)