Fat Niang makes a fortune in farming

Chapter 369

After a day and night of boating, as soon as they landed, Meng Kejun arranged for An Shi and An Zhenqi to rest on his cruise ship, and then Dong Qingfeng rushed back to Wangjiatun, intending to be picked up by his family and get along well with An Shi and the others. Recognize each other.

Meng Kejun rushed to the Xianghe Building in a hurry. Today is the seventh day. It is the day when Yao Qingze is full of seven heads, and it is also the day when the Xianghe Building reopens. She has to check the situation before An Zhenqi has gone down the mountain news to her.

On the boat back, Meng Kejun imagined all kinds of bad situations and unexpected situations, but he never imagined that the situation would be so bad.

Xianghe Building reopened today, but the back kitchen is in a mess at the moment. In the huge back kitchen, only Chef Zhang leads a few chefs who are sweating profusely shaking the pot, and the rest of the staff are too busy with the chopping board. I can't get started, I can't wash the dishes but I can't match them.

The weather in late autumn is already chilly, but no one in the kitchen has dry clothes.

Huanzhang, who was shaking the pot and filling the pot with vegetables, saw Meng Kejun standing at the door of the kitchen with sharp eyes. He immediately threw away all the pots and spoons in his hands, and ran towards her with a stride.

"But Miss Jun, you are back!"

While speaking, he wiped the sweat from his face with the handkerchief on his shoulders, and then pointed at her anxiously at the messy kitchen, "There are only a few of us in the back kitchen, and there is a banquet going tonight, if we do this Go on, even if it is tomorrow morning, we will not be able to burn it!"

After finishing speaking, Chen Huanzhang was anxious to wipe the sweat off his face with a handkerchief. The sweat was not only from being busy, but also from being anxious.

Meng Kejun frowned and walked to the chopping board. Several dishes of Xianghelou's signature dishes had already been cooked on the chopping board, but no matter in terms of color or presentation, they were not worse than before.

She picked up the chopsticks at the side and ate a plate of secret eight-treasure duck. The difference was not only in appearance, but also in taste.

"Haven't you all practiced well these days?" Meng Kejun frowned even more fiercely. It stands to reason that they should be able to skillfully cook Xianghelou's signature dishes after such a few days of secret practice.

"But Miss Jun, we really can't blame us for this. The main ingredients of this duck and other signature dishes are not what we used to use at all."

Fearing that Meng Kejun might misunderstand that they were not working hard, Chen Huanzhang quickly explained.

"This duck, we used to use old man Fu's old duck that was raised in the river to eat fish and shrimp, and the rest of the main ingredients were specially provided by a special person, but since yesterday, they have not used these ingredients. It’s sold to us, there’s no other way, we can only replace it with others, but you see, the taste and color of the burnt ones are not a little bit different from the original ones.”

"Also, there are only a few people in our back kitchen. It's really difficult to prepare more than a dozen tables of big dishes."

At this time, the other cooks who were in charge of cooking also surrounded Meng Kejun.

"Where are your young mistresses and Brother Yao?"

Meng Kejun hadn't seen Wang Zhujun and Yao Qingxiang since entering the door. It stands to reason that now is the time for them to preside over the overall situation here. There are few people in the back kitchen, and they shouldn't have left at this time.

"Young Mistress and Young Master are trying to find a solution. I reckon it's time to find this supplier! Miss Meng, what do you think we should do now? The banquet is going to be held tonight, we can't let those people who come here drink the Northwest Wind! "

Master Zhang wiped the sweat off his face with a handkerchief. Now he is in the back kitchen. No one is more anxious than him. This is his first shot after he took charge of the back kitchen of Xianghe Building. He can't lose the young mistress's face. Not to mention smashing the signboard of Xianghe Building.

"Huanzhang, go and get young mistress and brother Yao back first, let's discuss countermeasures first."

Meng Kejun knew that she couldn't be delayed now, so she quickly ordered Chen Huanzhang to find Wang Zhujun.

"Oh! I'm going right now!"

Chen Huanzhang quickly took off his apron, and then hurried out of the kitchen.

"Old Master Wang, please calculate with me carefully, how many people do we need in the back kitchen, how much less are the guys for side dishes, cutting vegetables, washing vegetables, and serving dishes."

"okay!"

Hearing Meng Kejun's words, Lao Wangtou immediately turned around and counted with his fingers.

"Master Zhang! Except for our main signature dishes, you can list the signature dishes of our Xianghe Lousu to see how much ingredients are needed. Also, write down all the new dishes you innovated, as long as they are vegetarian! "

"Okay! I'm going to get a pen and paper and write it down carefully."

Master Zhang wiped the sweat on his face again with a handkerchief, then immediately turned around and left the kitchen, and went to the hall to write down what Meng Kejun said.

Meng Kejun looked at the kitchen. There are only these few people left in the kitchen. It is really difficult to organize a large banquet with more than ten tables at once.

When I looked carefully, I saw a small body in front of the chopping board. It was not as greasy as the chopping board. Yong Sheng almost lay on the chopping board and carefully collected the leftovers.

"Yongsheng!" Meng Kejun yelled at him, and Yongsheng immediately raised his head and looked at her, "Auntie!"

After yelling at Meng Kejun, Yongsheng showed his white teeth, put all the leftovers on his hands into the dustpan beside him, wiped his hands carefully with the back of his apron, and ran to Meng Kejun .

"How are you doing? Are you still used to it?"

Mr. Meng Ke was afraid that he would be too young to come to Xianghe Building during this extraordinary period, and he would not be able to bear it.

"That's good! The masters here are very nice! I've only been here for a few days, and I've learned a lot!"

Yongsheng quickly nodded with a smile, this is the Xianghe Building!How many people squeezed their heads and couldn't get in. Now that he has returned home from work in Xianghe Building, the villagers, men, women, young and old, are all envious of him.

Seeing Yongsheng smiling so happily, Meng Kejun was relieved, "That's good! That's right! I have something for you, and you have to help me do it well!"

"Success! Tell me, I will do well."

Hearing that Meng Kejun wanted to do things for himself, Yongsheng's expression immediately became serious. These days, every time he went back, his mother told him that he must remember Aunt Kejun's kindness, and he will not care about it in the future. Whatever you do, Aunt Kejun must be the leader.

"Go upstairs, whether it's the second floor or the third floor, find a hidden place, and carefully count how many customers are eating in the opposite Meng's building, how many are men, how many are women, and there are people who look How much money is there, and how many ordinary people like us make a living. The most important thing is, you have to count clearly, how many people go in in an hour, do you hear clearly? Can you do it? "

(End of this chapter)