From selling box lunches to becoming a famous Chinese chef

Chapter 245 Bringing skills to apply for a job

Feng Zhengming was in the back kitchen with his senior brother and third senior brother, and supervised the four apprentices to do some exercises.

This allows the four apprentices to better master knife skills and cut silk, dices and slices neatly.

Even during the cutting process, Feng Zhengming found a ruler and took some measurements.

"Look, the diced chicken is just like this, 1.2 centimeters square. Remember this size. When you cut it on site, you must cut it to this size as much as possible, and try to cut it into the same size as possible."

Li Huidong warned: "Remember, even if the penis is smaller than it is now, it must be cut to almost the same size."

Feng Zhengming also agreed with this point: "Yes, consistency in size is very important, and it is the first thing the reviewer must check."

Li Huidong took it upon himself to cut half of the fish.

"You guys should watch carefully. Before you fillet the fish, you'd better take it neatly like this. This way, the fish fillets you fill out will be more regular, and the finished dish will be more beautiful on the plate."

Yang Bin cut some shreds and showed them: "The shreds are the same thickness as bean sprouts, or they should be the same thickness as matchsticks. Remember, the thickness must be the same, but the thickness must not be inconsistent when cutting, especially a piece of meat. The thickness should be the same from front to back, don’t cut it so that one end is thicker and the other end is thinner.”

Feng Zhengming did not demonstrate or explain too much, because the senior brother and third senior brother's explanations were detailed enough, and there was no need for him to get involved too much.

In the back kitchen, when Li Huidong and Yang Bin finished explaining knife skills and then began to explain spoon skills, there was a sound from the restaurant in front.

Feng Zhengming heard that someone was arguing. He asked his senior brother and third senior brother to stay in the back kitchen to continue explaining. He walked out of the back kitchen and went to the front restaurant to have a look.

When he came to the dry rice shop, Feng Zhengming saw a man in simple clothes standing in the shop.

Because the dry rice shop had not yet opened for business, Wei Xiuling refused to let the other party in.

But the man really wanted to get in and shouted to see the boss.

Feng Zhengming felt strange and walked forward, looked at the man carefully and asked, "I am the boss, what do you want from me?"

The man looked Feng Zhengming up and down, and then suddenly greeted Feng Zhengming with a fist and a very respectful gesture.

"Hello, Master Feng, my name is Lu Chongshan. I come from Tengcheng and applied for your job."

When Feng Zhengming heard this, he immediately felt that the other party should also come from Tengcheng to participate in the young chef cooking exchange competition.

He explained to the other party seriously: "Sorry, we are not recruiting at the moment. You are here to participate in the Young Chef Cooking Competition, right? You can wait a few days for the competition to start. If you perform well in the competition, I believe You will be spotted by other restaurants and restaurants, so you won’t have to worry about finding a suitable place to go.”

Lu Chongshan was very serious: "No, no, I just want to apply for a job at your restaurant. Don't reject me in a hurry. I come with my skills. I promise to make your restaurant business better."

Feng Zhengming and others in the shop were a little surprised when they heard what the other party said.

It should be said that there are many young chefs from out of town who want to apply for jobs at Ganfan Restaurant.

But for someone like Lu Chongshan, who said that he came with skills and could make the restaurant business better, this was really the first time they met Feng Zhengming.

Feng Zhengming hesitated for a moment and then said: "It's not a question of whether you brought your skills or not. It's that our restaurant does not lack manpower for the time being. If we expand our business in the future, you can come again, but now, we do not lack manpower."

As a result, Lu Chongshan did not leave like this, but continued to seriously talk to Feng Zhengming about his thoughts.

"Master Feng, I have been in Quancheng for a few days, and I have eaten the food from your dry rice shop for several days. I found that your dry rice shop lacks something. I think if you let me stay, it can just make up for what you are lacking. .”

Feng Zhengming's curiosity was really aroused by the other party's words.

"You said our restaurant is lacking something? What is it missing?"

Lu Chongshan said seriously: "Does your dry rice shop only sell rice?"

Feng Zhengming nodded: "Yes, we only sell rice, but we also allow others to bring steamed buns, pancakes and other things to eat."

Lu Chongshan said: "No, steamed buns and pancakes are easy to buy. What I make is not those. What I make is noodles. It is an ancestral craft in my family. I make the noodles by hand."

Feng Zhengming was really a little confused. He didn't expect that the other party would join his restaurant with his ancestral skills.

But before Feng Zhengming could say anything, Wei Xiuling said with a smile: "Is there an ancestral tradition of hand-rolled noodles? Who doesn't know how to make hand-rolled noodles?"

Duan Sufen also echoed: "It is true that every household can make noodles by hand."

Lu Chongshan immediately said: "My hand-made noodles are different. The noodles are chewy and very delicious."

After saying that, Lu Chongshan took out the cloth bag behind his back and showed the rolling pins of different lengths and thicknesses in the bag.

At the same time, Lu Chongshan rolled up his sleeves and said, "Let me try it. I guarantee that you have never eaten my hand-made noodles. If you have, you will definitely say it is delicious."

Feng Zhengming saw that Lu Chongshan was carrying so many rolling pins with him.

For a moment, he recalled that in a cartoon from the neighboring island country that he had watched in his previous life, there was also a character like Lu Chongshan who carried a rolling pin with him.

Although Lu Chongshan doesn't look like he is holding a very exaggerated steel rolling pin in the cartoon.

But in Lu Chongshan's cloth bag, there are various rolling pins, large and small, which really look a bit incredible.

Feng Zhengming thought for a while and said: "It seems that you do have skills. Otherwise, you can give it a try. You can prepare some hand-rolled noodles first and let us all try it at night. If we all think it tastes good, I'll let you try selling hand-rolled noodles at my dry rice shop tonight, and if the customers at the dry rice shop think it's good..."

When Lu Chongshan heard this, he immediately responded: "Did you just let me stay?"

Feng Zhengming smiled and asked: "Why do you have to stay? If your hand-made noodles are really good and can be recognized by everyone, you can actually open a noodle shop by yourself, or if you don't have capital, you can sell it on the street first. A small stall.”

Lu Chongshan hesitated for a moment and said with some embarrassment: "Master Feng, to tell you the truth, I only know how to make hand-rolled noodles. I also tried to do business in Tengcheng, but people didn't even eat the hand-rolled noodles. My family's hand-made noodles are not as good as mine, but they can stir-fry various ingredients and cook some dishes to go with the hand-made noodles, so their business is better than mine.

This time I heard that there was a cooking competition for young chefs across the province in Quancheng, so I came over. I wanted to come here to learn cooking skills. Once I learn the cooking skills, I can put them together with my hand-rolled noodle skills. Use your hands to make the dough taste better. "

After listening to Lu Chongshan's words, Feng Zhengming probably understood what he meant.

"So you want to learn skills in my dry rice shop? Do you want to use your hand-rolled noodles skills to exchange cooking skills with me?"

Lu Chongshan nodded heavily: "Yes, yes, if I can learn how to cook your meat, pig's trotters, big meatballs, and other stir-fry dishes, then if I go back and open a shop, the business will definitely be better than other businesses."

After hearing Lu Chongshan's words, everyone in the dry rice shop couldn't help laughing.

Chen Anbang said with some yin and yang: "What you think is very beautiful, and you also want to learn Master Feng's pork meat making technique. You must know that our pork belly is the most famous in Quancheng."

Lu Chongshan didn't even hear that Chen Anbang was blaming himself. He said frankly: "Yes, just because Master Feng's pork is the most famous in Quancheng, I feel that Master Feng's pork is worthy of mine." Make the dough with your hands."

These words stunned everyone, and everyone looked at Lu Chongshan with something wrong.

They all felt that Lu Chongshan was obviously pretending to be stupid and deliberately wanted to steal the master's skills. However, Feng Zhengming found Lu Chongshan quite interesting.

Perhaps it is because the characters in the cartoons in his previous life had a greater influence on Feng Zhengming.

And Lu Chongshan really looks a bit like him.

In addition, he seemed to be very confident in his hand-made dough skills, so Feng Zhengming decided to let him try it.

"Okay, then take your things and follow me to the kitchen. You can make some hand-rolled noodles first and let us all try them to see if they are as good as you said."

I saw that Feng Zhengming actually led Lu Zhongshan to the kitchen.

Chen Anbang couldn't help but ask: "Master Feng doesn't really want to keep this Lu Chongshan, does he?"

Wei Xiuling spoke first: "I'm afraid I just want to see what he can do with his hands, right?"

Duan Sufen said: "Perhaps his hand-made noodles are really unique."

Shen Rongsen said: "Looking at him, it doesn't look like he is bragging. He must be very confident in making noodles with his own hands. And I have met him several times. It is indeed not the first time for him to come here. He has eaten here several times." , I guess he has some skills.”

In the end, Feng Zong said with a smile: "You can't judge a person by his appearance. Since he is so confident, of course he should show it off."

Feng Zhengming took Lu Chongshan to the shop, asked Lu Chongshan to dust himself off carefully, and gave him a chef's uniform to change into, before taking him into the back kitchen.

As soon as Lu Chongshan entered the kitchen, he naturally attracted the attention of other people in the kitchen.

Everyone's eyes instantly fell on Lu Zhongshan.

Especially the rolling pin in Lu Zhongshan's hand.

Feng Zhengming did not introduce it to everyone. Instead, he led Lu Zhongshan to the kitchen counter and showed him the three dishes prepared by Xia Hui and Sun Hai.

"This is a dish made by two apprentices in our kitchen. They are preparing to participate in the cooking competition. How do you think they cook?"

Lu Chongshan looked closely at the six dishes, and finally came to a conclusion that made everyone dumbfounded.

"Well, these two dishes should be able to go with my hand-made noodles. This one is not good. It seems a bit dry, like meat sprouts and shredded pork. Why is it so white when fried? It has no taste? It is not suitable to go with. Make the dough with your hands and eat it.”

Lu Chongshan's words stunned Li Huidong and Yang Bin in the kitchen.

Don’t you understand the origin of the person in front of you?

How to evaluate the quality of a dish? Is it suitable to be eaten with hand-made noodles?

Lu Chongshan then asked: "Can I have a taste?"

Feng Zhengming smiled and nodded, and gave Lu Chongshan a pair of chopsticks.

Lu Chongshan tasted the fried diced chicken in sauce and the braised fish fillet respectively.

Finally, Lu Chongshan came to his own conclusion.

"This is good. This diced pork is quite heavy. If there is more soup, it tastes just right with my hand-rolled noodles. Is this a fish fillet? It tastes delicious, but the taste is a bit bland. It tastes just right with my hand-rolled noodles." The noodles are a bit bad too.”

After hearing this, Xia Hui finally couldn't help but ask: "How delicious is your hand-made noodles?"

Lu Chongshan raised his head and looked at Xia Hui. He said confidently: "The noodles made by my hands are definitely the most delicious."

The more Feng Zhengming watched, the more interesting he became. He simply said: "Stop bragging here, you can start. We will wait to see if your hand-made noodles are as delicious as your bragging."

Lu Chongshan immediately said: "I'm not bragging, Master Feng, you will know after you try it."

Feng Zhengming found flour and a mixing basin for Lu Chongshan, and gave him what Lu Chongshan wanted.

After that, Lu Chongshan was asked to make noodles in the kitchen.

At the same time, Feng Zhengming told his senior brother and third senior brother Lu Chongshan's origin and purpose.

After listening to Feng Zhengming's description of Lu Chongshan's origin and purpose, everyone in the kitchen was very surprised.

Li Huidong looked at Lu Zhongshan who was making noodles and muttered: "Is it really as powerful as he said?"

Yang Bin didn't really believe it: "I think it's probably a lie. Maybe he has never left Tengcheng, so he doesn't know how high the sky is."

The four apprentices somewhat agreed with Yang Bin's words, but they seemed to be somewhat disapproving of Lu Chongshan.

Lu Chongshan is very powerful in kneading the noodles, and his strength is truly demonstrated in the process of kneading the noodles.

And he didn't just stuff the dough, but after stuffing it for a while, he put the dough in a basin and let it rest for a while.

After letting it sit for a while, Lu Chongshan kneaded the dough again, and then let it rest for a while.

This kneading and resting process was carried out about three times.

Lu Chongshan placed the smooth-surfaced dough on the table.

He first pressed lightly with a rolling pin to slowly release the air from the dough, and then began to officially roll out the noodles.

Watching Lu Chongshan's skill in rolling noodles, especially the strength with the rolling pin.

To some extent, Feng Zhengming and others present felt that he was indeed skilled.

Lu Chongshan slowly rolled out the dough thinner and thinner. Finally, he took out a small rolling pin and rolled out some uneven thickness of the dough.

Finally, use a large rolling pin to roll out the dough again and roll it on the rolling pin.

Then apply flour on it, slowly spread the top of the rolling pin, and fold it section by section.

After folding the dough, Lu Zhongshan asked for a knife and started cutting the noodles.

First, Lu Zhongshan cuts out relatively thin noodles, and then gradually thickens them.

In the end, the noodles were cut out to be two fingers wide. After Lu Chongshan sprinkled them with flour and spread them out, he cut the wide noodles into sections.

Feng Zhengming and others looked at Lu Chongshan's hand-rolled noodles, which were neatly cut from thin to thick, and they all felt that Lu Chongshan's hand-rolled noodles skills were indeed a bit unusual.

(End of this chapter)