From selling box lunches to becoming a famous Chinese chef

Chapter 6 Difficulties in contracting a canteen
  Li Huidong smiled and praised Feng Zhengming, and said to his two apprentices while serving the dishes.

"Xiao Lei, Xiao Peng, did you gain anything from seeing your junior uncle cooking today?"

Zhang Lei and Yang Peng first looked at each other.

Zhang Lei immediately stepped forward, and while helping Master put out the dishes, he said: "Master, after watching my uncle's "Sauce-fried Chicken", I'm really convinced. My uncle's craftsmanship is really good. It looks like it should be done. It’s because I got the master’s true biography.”

Li Huidong saw Zhang Lei taking the initiative to help serve the dishes, and his face clearly showed his satisfaction with Zhang Lei's behavior.

"Of course there is no problem with your junior uncle's basic skills. You, my senior master, have always been true disciples. It can be said that what your junior uncle learned was the same way I learned it from your master."

When Yang Peng saw that Zhang Lei was already helping his master serve the dishes, he quickly stepped forward to help clean up the pots and spoons that his master had used.

"Master, you and my junior uncle must be on par. Leizi and I still need to learn more from you and our junior uncle."

Yang Peng said this, and Li Huidong was relatively satisfied.

"Today your uncle's "Fried Chicken with Soy Sauce" is a very standard recipe, especially since your uncle prepared the sauce in advance. You must remember this for me. When you can't completely remember how to make it, Seasoning, if you are not sure how to put the seasoning, just prepare a bowl of juice."

Zhang Lei and Yang Peng almost agreed in unison: "I understand, Master."

Li Huidong said: "Don't just say it, remember it in your mind. Every time you go to the stove in the future, first think about how to cook the dish. For dishes that need to be stir-fried quickly, put the sauce in the bowl first." Get ready for me."

Under Master's repeated emphasis, Zhang Lei and Yang Peng also nodded in agreement seriously.

Li Huidong educated two apprentices and left the tasks of serving dishes and washing pots to them.

He walked up to Feng Zhengming and asked about Feng Zhengming going to the train station to sell lunch boxes.

"Zhengming, tell me, what's it like selling lunch boxes at South Station?"

Feng Zhengming has also cleaned up the fried spoon.

Facing the senior brother's question, he recounted his experience of selling box lunches at the train station.

Li Huidong was a little surprised when he heard this.

"I didn't expect that selling box lunches at the train station is really a good business. You can't tell. Zhengming, you usually follow the master in the kitchen and keep quiet, but when you really want to do something, you are really agile."

Feng Zhengming responded with a smile: "After all, now that the master has returned to his hometown, I can be regarded as a master. From now on, I have to rely on myself. I didn't need to think about some things before, but I still need to think more about them in the future."

Li Huidong nodded: "You are right to think so. Master is old and cannot take care of you forever. You really need to grow up. Just like Master said, we don't need to become famous and have a family. At least we can use the cooking skills taught by Master." If we can settle down and have a good life, Master will also be happy."

Carrying Feng Zhengming's stir-fried "Dinged Chicken with Sauce Sauce", Lin Jiacheng came out of the back kitchen and went directly to a small private room in the dining hall.

After entering the door, Lin Jiacheng said with a smile: "Director Fang, I'm really sorry. The dish of "Chicken with Sauce Sauce" just served was not good and made you laugh. I'll fry you another one as an apology. Apologize."

A group of people in the small private room turned to look at Lin Jiacheng who came in with dishes.

Already flushed from drinking, Fang Jian, the deputy director of the brewery, stood up and said, "Old Lin, look at you, you are too polite. It is just a plate of food. The fried chicken with soy sauce just now is not inedible. I just want to remind you. You contracted the canteen because you took a fancy to your brother-in-law's skills. After all, he is a cook from Yanxi Building.

Therefore, the quality of the food, especially if I am entertaining friends tonight, you must guarantee the quality of your food, otherwise it will ruin the reputation of the chef from Yanxi House. "

Lin Jiacheng said with a smile: "Yes, yes, Director Fang, what you have taught me is that this plate of "Chicken with Soy Sauce" will definitely satisfy you."

Fang Jian obviously drank a little too much and heard Lin Jiacheng say the words "I will definitely satisfy you". He suddenly showed a hint of a bad smile: "Old Lin, you said you will definitely satisfy us? Then we have to try your "Chicken with Soy Sauce". If it makes us dissatisfied, the price of this meal tonight, You must excuse me."

When Lin Jiacheng heard this, the smile on his face suddenly froze, and he almost cursed at the other party.

But Lin Jiacheng knew that he could not use foul language, let alone offend the other party.

Although Fang Jian is the deputy director of the factory, if he is offended, he will really get in the way of contracting the canteen, and he will really make Lin Jiacheng and the others unable to continue the contract.

Lin Jiacheng felt as sick as if he had eaten a fly, but he could only keep a smile on his face.

"Director Fang, look, you're making fun of me again, aren't you?"

Fang Jian said: "I'm not kidding you. Lao Lin, you can make a lot of money in a month by contracting the canteen, right? How can I make you lose money for my table of meals tonight?"

In fact, Fang Jian and the others were free of charge, so the canteen really didn't lose much money.

But Lin Jiacheng felt very unhappy when he saw Fang Jian deciding on his appearance.

At this moment, Lin Jiacheng couldn't help but think: If he had known that Feng Zhengming shouldn't have done it and asked Huidong to cook this dish, they would definitely not have found any problems.

The activity of the mind only lasts for a moment.

Lin Jiacheng finally said with a smile: "Okay, Director Fang, you have said it, so I will do as you said. Please try this plate of "Chicken with Soy Sauce" to see if it is good or not."

Only then did Lin Jiacheng put down the plate of "Sauce-fried Chicken".

Seeing the "Chicken with Sauce Sauce" placed on the table, Fang Jian and the guests at his table immediately began to find fault.

It was just that the people at the table looked at it again and again, and for a long time they couldn't find anything wrong with it.

This plate of "Sauce-fried Chicken" is very appetizing just looking at it.

And the aroma of fried sauce wafts out, making people salivate after smelling it.

Fang Jian swallowed, obviously attracted by the aroma and color of this plate of "Sauce-fried Chicken", but still unwilling to give in just like that.

"Old Lin, he looks very good, he looks like a master chef from Yanxilou, but there are two gourmets here. They have eaten Yanxilou's "Chicken with Sauce Sauce" for a long time. If it tastes wrong, , don’t blame me.”

When Lin Jiacheng heard this, he felt a little panicked, worried that Feng Zhengming's craftsmanship was not good enough.

But he still said without flinching: "Okay, please try it."

Fang Jian moved his chopsticks first, and then everyone on the table moved their chopsticks.

When the diced chicken wrapped in sauce entered his mouth, Fang Jian felt something smooth and tender rolling on the tip of his tongue.

The salty and fresh flavor of the sauce spreads in the mouth, and the tender diced chicken seems to melt with just a slight touch of the teeth.

Before Fang Jian could swallow his mouthful, someone at the table had already exclaimed.

"Yes, yes, that's the taste. Yanxilou's fried chicken with soy sauce should have this taste."

(End of this chapter)