Rebirth: Starting from the Cafeteria

Chapter 94 Winning First Place
Wang Yuxiu and Xiaoya's monthly ration is 26 jin, Xiaomei's is 32 jin, and Du Shaojie's is 33 jin. Adding together, it is 117 jin (58.5 kg). It was not enough before, but now there is a lot of surplus every month.

The main reason is that the family's food has improved significantly. Du Shaojie has brought a lot of good things home, especially more meat and cooking oil, so the consumption of staple food will naturally decrease.

"I still have cooking oil at home. If I don't buy it, it will expire and become useless. If I buy it, it will be a waste of money."

Wang Yuxiu looked at the grain and oil that Du Shaojie bought, and felt very satisfied, but she couldn't help but mutter something.

It’s still the same old problem. There’s not enough cash at home, but it would be a pity to cancel the ration.

But no matter what, life at home is slowly getting better.

"If you can't finish it, just sell it. There are so many people who are short of oil and food at home. Are you afraid that no one will want it? Mom, I have to leave quickly. The test results are out today."

Du Shaojie said perfunctorily, then hurriedly got on his bike and headed straight for the cooking school.

Not long after he arrived at the door of the auditorium, the staff inside shouted, "Level 3 chef candidates, come over here."

Du Shaojie followed the crowd into the auditorium. There was a sign in the northeast corner, so everyone walked over.

Judges including Zhong Fuxiang sat behind a table and signaled the candidates to keep quiet.

"The total scores of the 106 candidates are posted on the wall behind me. It is marked whether they have passed the exam. You can check it yourself. In addition, the issuance of the third-level chef certificate will be a little later. You can go to the Commercial Bureau to check it in half a month."

"Also, after you look at the scoreboard, come to me to get your transcripts. You'll need them to get your certificates."

As soon as Zhong Fuxiang finished speaking, a group of candidates rushed to the front of the score list.

Posting the list is a form of public announcement and also has a sense of ritual.

"Who is Du Shaojie? He scored 98 points in theoretical knowledge and 93 points in practical operation. He is really not a human being!"

"What's the point of getting such a high score? Anyway, you can get the certificate as long as you pass the theory and practical exercises. Who cares about the rest?"

"Don't be sour grapes. If you have the ability, you can get 90 points in the exam and let everyone see it."

Du Shaojie was at the top of the list, with a score much higher than the second place.

The test result was not too surprising. The score for theoretical knowledge was higher than he expected, while the score for practical operation was slightly lower.

People in the crowd kept mentioning his name, but he didn't care. He looked up and took a quick look at the list, then turned around to get his own transcript.

"You are quite calm, aren't you going to enjoy the honor of getting first place in the exam?"

After taking two steps, someone patted Du Shaojie on the shoulder from behind.

Looking back, it was Liao Yongxin.

"Master Liao, are you so free?"

Du Shaojie found that no matter where he went, Liao Yongxin always looked careless.

The other judges were very busy, but Liao Yongxin had time to wander around. It was really amazing.

"Yesterday I did the work of three people by myself, and you won't let me take a break today? Besides, I came here specifically to congratulate you, don't be ungrateful!"

Liao Yongxin curled his lips and raised the piece of paper in his hand.

Du Shaojie quickly reached out and grabbed it, and when he took a look, it was indeed his transcript.

It lists the results of the theory test and the practical test. The theory test only has a score, but the practical test is much more detailed. The practical test not only has a total score, but also has scores for each sub-item.

The sub-items are divided into knife skills, side dishes, cooking techniques and other aspects. He got full marks in the first two sub-items, but some points were deducted for cooking techniques, so the total score was 93 points.

In addition to the scores, there are also evaluation results, which show that Du Shaojie has passed the third-level chef qualification certification, and the certification date is today's time.

The transcript has the official seal of the Commercial Bureau stamped on the lower right corner. Before the official certificate comes out, this thing is a legal substitute.

"Master Liao, let's go. We can talk outside if we have anything to say."

Du Shaojie read it three times, then put the transcript away and pulled Liao Yongxin out of the auditorium.

He did not say hello to Zhong Fuxiang. Saying hello to him in this situation would be asking for trouble.

"What do you have to be afraid of? You are not an employee of Xijiang Hotel. You are seconded and your file is not left. Zhong Fuxiang does not need to avoid suspicion at all. Hehe, you will not stay with him for long anyway. Next stop is Kunlun Hotel."

Only when they reached a secluded place did Liao Yongxin reveal an important piece of information.

Du Shaojie didn't doubt the authenticity of this information at all. It was just that he had just adapted to the working environment of Xijiang Hotel, so why did he have to change places again?

To be honest, he felt a little conflicted.

"When?"

"How should I answer your question? If you are asking when I will leave Xijiang Hotel, then it will be at the end of the year, and no later than New Year's Day.

If you are asking when to go to Kunlun Hotel, then it is still too early, at least until after the Spring Festival, around the end of February or the beginning of March next year. "

Liao Yongxin acted like a prophet, but in fact he had no idea what Director Luo and Director Cai were thinking.

However, this arrangement has only advantages for Du Shaojie. Staying in a top hotel for two months is equivalent to staying in a small restaurant for a year.

"That is not bad!"

Du Shaojie finally breathed a sigh of relief. If he had to keep spinning like a revolving lantern, he might have gotten annoyed.

"This Sunday, find a way to arrange a day off. I have a wedding banquet and I need you to be my assistant. Don't forget it! Go ahead and do it. I have other things to do."

Liao Yongxin then stuffed a bag in his hand to Du Shaojie and turned away, not giving him a chance to refuse.

Du Shaojie didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and then rode his bike back home. Because he had an exam, his company gave him two days, which was not considered as leave or adjustment, and was still considered as work.

After entering the house, he handed the bag to Wang Yuxiu.

Wang Yuxiu opened it and saw some pastries inside.

"Master Liao gave it to me. I'll give it to Xiaomei and Xiaoya later."

"Oh, Master Liao is really good to you. Xiaojie, are your results out?"

Wang Yuxiu smiled and nodded, then carefully asked about her son's test scores.

She didn't want to ask, but this brat hasn't said a word since he came in, which really made her anxious.

"Mom, if you want to ask, just ask loudly. Why are you speaking so quietly? Are you worried that I didn't do well in the exam? I passed the exam, and I, your son, am now a legitimate third-level chef."

Du Shaojie couldn't help but smile. He wasn't that sensitive. Even if he didn't do well in the exam, he wouldn't avoid asking about his grades.

He then took out the transcript and handed it to Wang Yuxiu.

Although Wang Yuxiu was not very educated, she could read. When she picked it up and took a look at it, she couldn't help but feel happy.

"Okay, okay! Take a rest, mom will make you some hand-rolled noodles."

She returned the report card to her son and went to the kitchen happily.

Du Shaojie shook his head. He still had a lot of food in his storage space, so the family could eat meat every day. The problem was that he couldn't do that. Everything was too much, and there was no need to arouse his mother's suspicion and worry.

When Xiaomei and Xiaoya came back from school and learned that their brother had passed the exam, they were also overjoyed.

At noon, the family of four had a delicious meal of egg noodles with sauce. It must be said that Wang Yuxiu's cooking skills were actually quite good. Judging by the standards of home-cooked meals, it was above average.

When it was almost time to get off work in the afternoon, Du Shaojie went to the free market.

"Free Market" is the local name for "Black Market", which means a place where goods are exchanged at spontaneously formed prices. The specific address is on Lihua Street, which is neither too close nor too far.

When he arrived at the place, Du Shaojie found that there were quite a lot of people here.

Not only are there many people setting up stalls, there are even more people coming to look for the products they need!

No wonder it is called a free market, there is no one to manage it and there is no fee. If there is any problem with the goods purchased, there is not even a channel to complain.

Here, you can find a wide variety of goods, including food, clothing, and daily necessities. As for the quality, you have to rely on your own "eagle eyes" to distinguish.

There are countless alleys of all sizes in this area. If something really happens, just one shout and everyone will scatter, and there will be no way to block it.

"How much is your pork?"

Du Shaojie saw someone selling pork and went up to ask.

"It's all good meat, not expensive, only $1.20 per kilogram."

Even though he was mentally prepared, he was still shocked when he heard the price.

In the butcher's shop, the price of pork per kilogram is between 6 and 8 cents, but at his place the price is almost doubled.

However, you need a "meat ticket" to buy meat at a butcher's shop, but not in the free market.

Du Shaojie shook his head and turned away.

He had no intention of buying it, he just wanted to ask about the price.

After walking around for a while, I finally saw Su Dapeng. This guy was wearing a hat and a gauze mask on his face.

Du Shaojie didn't bother him because there were many people picking items at Su Dapeng's stall. After observing for a while, he found that the other party's business was still very good. A large pile of miscellaneous items was gone in a short while.

The main reason is that Su Dapeng's things are cheap. After all, they are defective products and the cost is extremely low.

After this wave of customers gradually dispersed, Du Shaojie stepped forward and called out, "Dapeng."

"Shaojie? Are you here to see me? Wait until you and I sell all these things, and then we'll leave."

Su Dapeng's face glowed with a strange light, as if he had found great joy in the transaction. After greeting Du Shaojie, he continued to sell his goods.

Du Shaojie couldn't help much, so he found a small stool and sat down nearby.

Less than an hour later, the sack of goods that Su Dapeng brought was sold out. Judging from his beaming expression, the profit should be quite good.

Su Dapeng rolled up the sack, old bed sheets and small stool on the ground, and pulled Du Shaojie to go back.

When passing by the meat stall, Du Shaojie found that the stall owner was arguing with a middle-aged woman. He had just asked the price of pork here. Although the stall owner's pork was expensive, the meat was still good.

But the middle-aged woman insisted that the meat she had just bought from the other stall was not good, it was rice pork.

"Rice pork? Let me see."

Su Dapeng liked to join in the fun more than Du Shaojie, so he immediately pushed through the crowd and walked to the stall.

Du Shaojie had no choice but to follow the other person in. In fact, he also wanted to know whether the stall owner was selling rice pork.

(End of this chapter)