Chapter 48

I didn't expect that Xia Jing had arrived at the restaurant one step ahead of time. She turned to look at Chen Hao and said with a smile: "your restaurant is really funny. The western restaurant also has a foreigner as a waiter."

But when she saw Cao Rui wearing a sense of surname behind Chen Hao, she immediately put away her smile and asked, "is this your girlfriend?"

"It's the assistant." Chen Hao replied.

"Pretty." Xia Jing said that women's concerns have always been very strange.

Chen Hao didn't take over and asked her to sit casually, because he had seen three chefs who had come to interview. They all changed into white chefs' clothes. They were about 34 years old.

Chen Hao used to shake hands with the three chefs, while the two women met.

"Hello, I'm Xia Jing, Chen Hao's good friend. Nice to meet you." Hello, Xia Jing.

Cao Rui sees Xia Jing, who has a good figure and a good face, and is familiar with Chen Hao. Her face changes slightly. However, she quickly adjusts her mind and says with a smile: "Hello, my name is Cao Rui. I'm Mr. Chen's assistant."

"You're beautiful."

"You too."

When the two women are still complimenting each other, Chen Hao has asked the chef to show his cooking skills.

The rule is very simple, that is, everyone can cook three dishes at the same time. The kitchen is the back kitchen of the western restaurant. Cao Rui has asked the hotel to prepare all kinds of common ingredients for Chinese food in advance.

Chen Hao and two ladies were watching in the kitchen. These three chefs are really experts. The processing methods of all kinds of food materials are fast and good. They are proficient in carving tofu.

I saw their kitchen knives flying up and down, bumping spoon like fire, pure, cooking can make a sense of art.

"Wow, they are so good!"

Cao Rui straightened her eyes. Although she can cook, it's just the level of home cooking. She can't compare with these professional chefs.

"But that's all."

Xia Jing doesn't think so. Chen Hao understands that she said that her family's ancestors were all cooks, and they had a family background. She was probably influenced by her childhood, so she had a high vision.

But for Chen Hao, these chefs are very similar to the chefs seen on TV, and there are no flaws in their operation.

The cooking time is limited to one hour, and the time is not too long. While waiting, the three people are chatting. Xia Jing also knows Chen Hao's salary standard for recruiting chefs, which includes food and shelter. Moreover, as long as the interview is successful, the salary will be offered by the other party.

"On such good terms? So if I apply for a job, I can make a million yuan a year? " Xia Jing asked with interest.

"Of course, no problem," Chen Hao asked her, "but only if you have the corresponding level. As far as I know, you can only cook instant noodles, right?"

"That's not before. I can go back to consult with my grandfather and my father. They can teach me one or two moves at will. It must be better than the three chefs." Xia Jing said with pride.

Chen Hao said nothing with a smile. He thinks that Xia Jing is boasting. Chefs need long-term training. Otherwise, there will be no school for chefs. For example, people who do not have training can't cut the dishes well, which will affect the beauty of the dishes. If they can't shake the spoon well, it will cause the dishes to be heated unevenly, which will affect the feel. These basic skills can't be learned by looking at them.

An hour later, the three chefs had already prepared the dishes, and nine dishes were served on the table in turn. Chen Hao invited Cao Rui and Xia Jing to be judges.

Three people are holding chopsticks, they taste the food one by one.

The chef made Squirrel Fish, drunk shrimp and crystal Dongpo meat. They all look good and taste better.

Another chef made daojiachang shredded potatoes. Although it was ordinary, Chen Hao knew that it was the most challenging skill, because the shredded potatoes were cut by hand, and the thickness was the same. It tasted crisp, moderate, sour and sweet. It was a good dish for the first bite and the second.

After eating one dish, Chen Hao rinsed his mouth with water, and then ate the second one. After nine rounds of eating, he silently graded the three chefs.

After a little exchange of views with the two ladies, Cao Rui felt that they could not be separated from each other.

"Well, that's all for today's interview. You go back first and wait for our notice."

Chen Hao didn't want to make a decision on the spot. He also wanted to observe it. He had a feeling that although the three chefs' level was very high, they didn't reach the level that moved him.

After all, having tasted the skills of each chef, Chen Hao gave them a small gift before they left. Even if they failed in the interview, they would not go for nothing. Therefore, the three chefs had a good impression on Chen Hao.

After the chefs left, the three were discussing the choice of the chef.

The overall score is that a Cantonese chef has the highest score. Perhaps his cooking is more in line with the tastes of the two ladies. Comparatively speaking, a Sichuan chef has the lowest score. It's not that his cooking is not delicious, but that the two ladies are not very good at spicy food. Of course, the score is not high.

Chen Hao felt that the score was subjective, so he didn't draw a conclusion immediately.