v2 Chapter 218： Running away from home

The other three people's level is not as good as Han Yigu's, but the requirements for playing the plate are not particularly high. The most important thing is speed. Except for the mahjong ghost Sang Ming, Jiang Feng did not know what to choose. The remaining four were qualified.

Jiang Feng glanced at the hearth interviews of the two masters. Sun Jikai has not yet touched it. Two young men in their twenties are working. One of them is not enough at first glance. Which master taught it.

Jiang Feng walked over to take a closer look. The fried chicken was Kung Pao chicken, and the cutting board was cutting the ingredients of the Kung Pao chicken. The two fathers took care of both sides and had a two-pronged approach.

What surprised Jiang Feng was that she was actually a female chef who was cutting vegetables. Four of the six chefs who were applying for noodles were female chefs, but this was the only one of the dozen chefs who applied for cutting and cooking. A female chef.

"What are you doing here?" Jiang Weiguo asked.

"Wait for your finished product and send it to me to set up a plate." Jiang Feng rationally used every resource around him, and then went back to inform the 5 chefs waiting there.

"The gongbao chicken is being fried over the stove, just like the order just came, one person per plate, 40 seconds." Jiang Feng took a stopwatch from the table.

Dahe is said to be a plate, but in fact everything has to be done, transferring materials, pre-processing, and doing all sorts of back-and-forth cooking. Basically, Dahe cooks, and the salary is not high and it is difficult to learn.

A chef is a brick. Wherever he needs to move, the core is to be fast.

In general, there is a shortage of chefs in the restaurant, so there are always some black-hearted restaurants in the part-time group of major colleges and universities to send some information on temporary staff, ranging from 10 yuan to 20 yuan an hour. Deceiving a day is a day, being able to deceive one is one, especially on holidays, deceiving one and earning one.

The waiter is the same.

With such a high salary as Taifeng Lou, and commissions for Dahe chefs and waiters, there are few restaurants in Peking.

It didn't take long for the gongbao chicken on the stove side to come out of the pot. Jiang Feng held the stopwatch to calculate the time for Han Yigu and Sang Ming.

After 40 seconds--

Han Yigu's wobble plate can't pick up any problems. The middle and upper levels can't be described as ugly, but it doesn't look like a chicken in the palace.

A circle with a layered sense of color can give people artistic aesthetics and a familiar feeling. It doesn't seem to be an ordinary circle, but a household circle.

"What's your thinking on the plate?" Jiang Feng couldn't understand Sang Ming's brain circuit at all.

"One loaf," Sang Ming said.

Jiang Feng :? ? ?

The guy is serious, you have gone to the wrong set, and Che Sheng should be next door.

Really not next door to the next-generation genius Mahjong girl, you can also cross-talk it.

Jiang Feng brought the two plates of chicken to the father for a taste, and everyone was calmed down by Sang Ming.

"This ..." Jiang Weiguo and Jiang Weiming have been in the kitchen for decades and have never seen such a gongbao chicken.

Obviously, it was still good when I passed it. When I came back, it seemed like a dish.

"Ahem, one of them has a lot of ideas," Jiang Feng said.

Jiang Weiguo and Jiang Weiming picked up the chopsticks and tasted the two dishes of Gongbao chicken in front of each other. The two looked at each other, and the other was helpless.

"Zhang Weiyu." Jiang Weiming looked at one of the young men with a smile, "Would you like to try a cutting board?"

"Ah?" Zhang Weiyu was a little stunned, and Jiang Weiming didn't expect to say this, "Okay ... okay!"

The candidate who cut vegetables on the chopping board handed Zhang Weiyu the knife. Zhang Weiyu took the kitchen knife and moved his finger to start cutting vegetables.

Pork shredded, carrots diced, fast speed, stable knife, accurate start, basic skills are very solid and skilled.

Jiang Weiming looked aside, a smile appeared in the corner of his eyes.

"Good." Jiang Wei National Road.

The interview at the hearth was temporarily interrupted. Zhang Weiyu was completely unaware that he had been watched by Jiang Weiming. He sat by some unintelligible areas and waited. There was something in his mouth and he didn't know what he was reading.

The interview continued, and the two new chefs started to stir-fry the Kung Pao chicken. As a chef's test dish, it is a dish that every professional chef must master. It is most suitable for the interview.

"That ..." Zhang Weiyu leaned next to Jiang Feng, with a slightly awkward smile on his face, "How about the salary of the chopping board?"

Jiang Feng recalled for a moment, and said, "The bottom salary of the first two months is 8,500 plus the commission, and two months later, you can gradually consider raising your salary."

"What is the commission?" Zhang Weiyu asked.

"If you cut it more, there will be a commission. You can understand it as a bonus," Jiang Feng said. "Do more and get more, and pay less."

"That's good, that's good!" Zhang Weiyu took a long breath and went back to sit still.

Jiang Feng continued to wait for the food, and suddenly felt anxious. People could not stop the three emergency stops, and needed to go to the toilet to solve it.

"Sang Ming." Jiang Feng went to Sang Ming and handed him the stopwatch. "I'll go out for a while. If the food is better over there, you can help me count the time."

"Okay!" Sang Ming looked upright.

The area of ​​Xia Muzhen ’s private restaurant is quite large and the decoration is very quiet. Jiang Feng accidentally walked out of the toilet and walked to the interview waiter ’s yard. Wang Xiulian and Jiang Feng ’s aunts and five bosses were interviewing at the same time. Can't escape their eyes.

"Xiao Feng, why are you here?" Auntie saw Jiang Feng at a glance. "Wrong, right? There was also a wrong one. I went to apply for your side. Has he passed?"

"Are they older?" Jiang Feng asked, and Jiang Shouxi mentioned it before, but people never came.

"Should be a few years older than me." Auntie thought for a while, "OK, quite young."

Jiang Feng: ...

"I'll look outside." Jiang Feng said.

It is estimated that he did not recognize the road, and has not found the right place. If he accidentally goes out later, he will not be able to find it. Xia Muyi ’s private restaurant is partial.

As soon as Jiang Feng came out of the yard and was going to find someone, he delivered it to him.

"Lady, after that ... oh, Xiaofeng? Is it Xiaofeng?" Jiang Sanjian, who ran from Shudi to Peiping for an interview, was surprised.

Jiang Feng people are stupid.

"Are you here for an interview? What a coincidence, what position do you interview? How is my Master? He has n’t been back to Shu. I and he have n’t talked on the phone for almost two weeks. Also, I have to give it tonight. He made a phone call. "Jiang Jie was acquainted with his old hometown and was so excited.

Jiang Feng: ...

No need to call, you can see your master later.

"Poor ... almost." Jiang Feng said, "I'll take you to the kitchen, Uncle Jiang, what position do you apply for?"

On the age, Jiang Feng should be called Jiang Sanitary, but on seniority, it should be called Uncle. In order not to mess up, Jiang Feng thinks he still calls Uncle as good ~ www.novelhall.com ~ I, I can do anything. Well, it really does n’t work on a chopping board, no water platform, no water platform, no charge, no apprenticeship. Jiang Jie said cheerfully, "Xiao Feng, you have to seize the opportunity. I've inquired about it. This Taifeng building is a big restaurant. It was an old restaurant that was in the Republic of China. The location is good and the area is large. I heard that the boss behind is rich and has a back office. This kind of restaurant has a rare opportunity to recruit workers. Those big restaurants do not recruit people on weekdays. We must seize the opportunity. After this village, there will be no shop! "

Jiang Feng :? ? ?

Rich and backstage, as a party, why don't I know I'm so powerful?

"Uncle Jiang comes all the way, what about Uncle Jiang?" Jiang Feng asked. Jiang was also in good health for more than sixty. Why would a high-intensity working family member like the chef at the hotel agree with him?

Especially from Shudi to Peiping, Jiang Feng even suspected that Jiang Jie had sneaked in.

"Oh, I, uh, Xiaofeng, don't tell this to your third grandfather. I ran here without my son's daughter-in-law. I had wanted to open my own pension and opened it. My son found it. "Jiang Sanitary looked a little uneasy." I just arrived last week and almost missed the recruitment. "

Jiang Feng: ...

So you actually ran away from home in your sixties? ? ?

"Don't tell your three grandpas!" Jiang Sanjian repeatedly told.

Jiang Feng: ...

Silently opened the back door of the back kitchen, Jiang Feng leaned over to let Jiang Sanitary go, and he followed behind.

"Well, Uncle Jiang, it seems that it's too late. Tell your grandfather yourself."

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