I'm sorry, you are responsible for me

Chapter 17 He is indeed a gentleman (3)
"...I didn't come here for dinner." Ye Jia explained, "I saw there was an advertisement for a chef outside, so I wanted to apply for a chef."

At this time, the little girl raised her head reluctantly, and glanced up and down at Ye Jia, her eyes showed a signal of distrust, as if she didn't expect such a young girl to apply for a job as a chef.

"Are you sure, you are a chef candidate?"

Ye Jia nodded firmly.

Finally, the little girl put down her phone, stood up, and yelled towards the stairs on the second floor, "Boss! We've hired a chef!"

After she was done, she went to the counter and poured Ye Jia a cup of cold tea from a disposable paper cup: "Boss, get up right away, just wait..."

It's past twelve o'clock now, and the boss is getting up...

Ye Jia wanted to leave a little bit, feeling that this store... might really close down tomorrow!

At this moment, lazy footsteps sounded from the wooden stairs on the second floor.

This was the first time Ye Jia and Cheng Yu met. Many years later, when she was standing among the crowd, she watched the promotional video of Zhiweixuan, a top restaurant chain brand, playing on the large LED screen of the Times Building in front of her. On the screen, The domineering president, Cheng Yu, was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass, overlooking the entire city.

It's hard...to link that glamorous man with this...this sloppy guy in front of him.

The first time Ye Jia saw him, he thought the panda had escaped from the protection base. There were two dark circles on his face, and he couldn't be more haggard.

Wearing a black senior sweater, paired with a pair of tattered jeans, with hair flying wildly on his head, and a shaggy chin, although... although the first impression is that he is a rough man, he still cannot deny , Uncle's face is very good.

"As soon as I fell asleep, I made a lot of noise! ​​One day, sooner or later, I will fire you!" Cheng Yu's voice was extremely unhappy, with a strong Sichuan accent.

The little girl rolled her eyes and returned to her seat, picked up her phone and continued watching the drama, completely ignoring him.

Looking back at Ye Jia, he asked, "Do you want to apply for a job as a chef?"

Ye Jia nodded: "Yes."

"How old are you?" Cheng Yu sat down, took out a pack of Hongtashan from his chest, took out one and lit it, and said in a puffy voice, "Are you an adult? We don't want child labor here."

"..."

fall!Does she look like a minor?

"I'm 22 this year."

"22, you're still young! Can you cook?"

Oh, then just look at it!
Ye Jia took a greasy menu on the table and glanced at it. The dishes on it were all Sichuan dishes: boiled beef, twice-cooked pork, Kung Pao chicken, hot pork belly, fish head with chopped pepper , sizzling fat intestines, braised pork...

"I can cook everything on this menu, authentic Sichuan cuisine." Ye Jia said confidently.

Cheng Yu raised his eyebrows, and glanced at him casually: "Yo, the little girl is not old, and her tone is not small."

Not to brag, she followed Ye Zefu to Sichuan when she was ten years old, stayed for two years, and ate all the special delicacies in the streets and alleys of Chengdu. Although Ye Zefu did not teach her how to cook Sichuan cuisine, she remembered the taste in her heart. It is very handy, and later self-study, it is also very handy.

"That's fine, just go to the kitchen and make me one..." Cheng Yu glanced at the menu on the table, "Let's make fish-flavored shredded pork."

Fish-flavored shredded pork is a famous dish in Sichuan cuisine. It is the most test of the chef's skills. Different people can make different tastes. It is not easy to coordinate the three flavors of sour, sweet and salty. Therefore, many Sichuan cuisine exams. It's all fish-flavored shredded pork.

"Small." Ye Jia put down her bag and walked into the kitchen confidently.

However, 3 minutes later, Ye Jia came out of the kitchen with a disheveled face, holding a wilted green onion in his hand, with a very unsightly expression on his face, walked up to Cheng Yu, and said flatly, "I won't do it."

Cheng Yu smiled, with an expression of "I knew it", and said, "Young people, it's a good thing to know how to retreat in spite of difficulties."

"No." With a dark face, Ye Jia patted the green onion directly on the table in front of Cheng Yu, "This green onion has been stored for a week, and the vegetables in the kitchen have been stored for three days at the shortest." God, it's not fresh at all, the meat is frozen in the refrigerator, who knows how long ago, these inferior ingredients, the food made out of it, is it for people to eat?"

"It can't be helped, the business in the store is not good!" The little girl turned her head and muttered, "There are not many customers in a day, and those dishes can only be piled up in the kitchen."

Cheng Yu was very dissatisfied with Ye Jia's tone and demeanor, picked up the scallions on the table and smelled them: "The vegetables are not spoiled, why can't they be eaten?"

"Chef, every dish cooked by your subordinates is from your heart." Ye Jia's words were what Ye Zefu often said in her ears back then.

"With these low-quality ingredients, I can't make delicious and ideal dishes, sorry." Ye Jia said coldly, turned and walked out of the shop.

When she came out, she was quite angry. When she entered the kitchen just now, she saw the mess everywhere, the oil stains on the stove were not cleaned, the vegetables were thrown in the corner, and the ground was pitch black. She couldn't bear to look directly at it. The store can still be opened outside the school, the owner's heart is too dark, it deserves no business, it's better to close the store as soon as possible!
The afternoon sun in early winter was particularly warm, and Ye Jia, with his hands in the pockets of his ripped jeans, walked casually around the campus.

The students on the road are full of youth and smile just right.

About the same age as her.

Ye Jia walked among them, as if he was also a student of S University.However, there is always a bit of scorn in her that doesn't belong to a student. It has been smoked out after so many years of feasting and feasting, and it is not easy to get rid of it.

She walked straight into a campus barber shop.

"Student, what kind of look do you want to make?"

"You call me a classmate too, so just cut off a student's head, the one that looks like a good grader."

An hour later, she looked at herself in the mirror, obediently with shoulder-length short hair, and she didn't feel awkward. Although there were still a few strands of purple highlights left in the hair roots, in general, she looked like a student.

Ye Jia stepped out of the barber shop contentedly, walked around again, and came to the gate of the police station. From a distance, he saw Fu Zhiyan and another teacher coming out of the building. Under the sun, he was wearing a casual jacket that fit, Underneath is still a meticulous white shirt, his figure is tall and slender, quite a bit of the beauty of a prince like jade.Ye Jia stood under the tree, waved his hand gently in front of his chest, and smiled sweetly.

Fu Zhiyan also saw her, the leaves rustled beside her, she seemed a little different today, her hair was short, she looked restrained, well-behaved and cute.

The teacher beside him noticed the eye contact between Fu Zhiyan and the girl under the tree, and asked curiously, "Is it Teacher Fu's student?"

"No." Fu Zhiyan rolled his eyes away.

"Oh, teacher?"

A little girl's film, is she still a teacher?

"No." Fu Zhiyan's voice was dull.

"Could it be... a girlfriend?" The teacher was also very gossip.

"A little sister I know." Fu Zhiyan explained casually, a little sister who cooks deliciously.

Ye Jia didn't want to bother him in the past, just greeted him from a distance, and noticed that the man beside him was also looking at him, as if guessing their relationship, what would he say... He couldn't help being a little curious, what kind of existence was she in his heart?
In the evening, Ye Jia received a call from an unfamiliar number.

"I'm the boss of 'Zhiweixuan', that..." Li Chengyu's voice on the phone was muffled, as if suffering from rhinitis, "You've been hired, come to work tomorrow."

"What?" Ye Jia was startled, "I..."

Before she finished speaking, Cheng Yu said directly, "The salary is [-] a month, and there will be a commission in the future. It mainly depends on the business."

Ye Jia immediately stopped talking, Qiqian!She even doubted that such a broken store can make a profit of [-] a month?
"You don't have to worry about the ingredients. I have people throw away all the vegetables that have been put out for a long time. I will go to the market tomorrow to buy fresh ingredients. The kitchen has also been cleaned and it will officially open tomorrow."

Cheng Yu talked about this, what else could Ye Jia say, who cares, let's try first.

Cheng Yu hung up the phone, and the waitress sneaked out from behind him, muttering, "7000 yuan! My salary is only [-] yuan, boss, you are biased!"

"Nonsense, can a chef be the same as a waiter?"

"You haven't eaten her cooking yet! She looks younger than me, can she be a chef?"

Cheng Yu glanced at her and murmured, "You know who said what she said today?"

The little girl shook her head.

"My idol, celebrity chef, Ye Zefu."

Cheng Yu picked up the phone and searched Ye Zefu's information. Under Baidu Encyclopedia, it was clearly marked that he also had a daughter named Ye Mingjia.
If it is really what he thinks, this Ye Jia is the widowed daughter of Ye Zefu, a famous chef and gourmet. Today...he has found a great treasure.

Early in the morning, Ye Jia came to Zhiweixuan Restaurant again. The scene in the kitchen was indeed much better than the previous day. At least it could be seen that it had been cleaned with painstaking efforts. The stove had been wiped clean, and the oily smoke on the wall The traces were also taken care of, and an employee came in pushing a cart behind him, and there were fresh vegetables and fruits purchased today in the cart.

It seems that it is a bit sincere.

Cheng Yu stood at the door of the kitchen with his hands folded, still in the same lazy tone: "7000 yuan is not free, as I said yesterday, fish-flavored shredded pork, you fry a plate for me, I still have to try the dishes before I dare Feel free to leave the kitchen to you."

"No problem." Ye Jia walked into the vegetable trolley, selected a few necessary ingredients such as carrots, winter bamboo shoots, fungus, scallions, garlic, threw them into the sink and washed them, and then used his slender, white fingertips to clean them on the knife rack. Sliding up, she picked up a half-sized small kitchen knife, grasped it with five fingers, and the kitchen knife twirled a few times between her nimble fingers, and began to cut vegetables.

Cheng Yu leaned against the door, watching her shred carrots and winter bamboo shoots, mince green onion, ginger and garlic, and her knife skills were very sophisticated. It took four or five years for her to do this.

It seems...she was right!

Ye Jia has long been familiar with the recipes of each dish. These recipes are not only learned by Ye Zefu from traveling around the world and learning from local famous chefs, but also added his own experience, mixed with his own unique insights on food, all It is integrated into the notebook "Sifang Food Collection".

She took a spatula, hooked a little salt, cooking wine and starch, marinated the shredded pork, mixed the starch, salt, sugar, vinegar, light soy sauce, and broth, and made a seasoning sauce, and put it aside for later use .

In the big pot, the oil has been fried, pour the shredded pork, and fry it quickly. After the color of the meat turns white, she uses a shovel to push the shredded meat to the side of the pot, adds the freshly prepared minced pepper, minced garlic, and minced ginger, and mixes Stir fry, and soon, the aroma of these seasonings overflowed. Shredded carrots, shredded bamboo shoots and fungus were added to the pot in order to stir fry together with the shredded pork. Ye Jia lifted the handle of the pot, directly lifted the cauldron, and shook it vigorously. Shaking, the dishes in the pot were on fire and turned over in the air to make the taste more even.

Good guy!Such a cauldron weighed at least a dozen catties, and she lifted it up with one hand and stir-fried it in the air. It was hard to imagine that such a skill and strength came from the hands of such a young girl in her early twenties.

In fact, Ye Jia was reluctant to lift the pot before, but because he has been training pull-ups and push-ups for the past few months, and now the muscles in his arms are very concentrated, it is easy to lift such a pot.

A plate of fish-flavored shredded pork was freshly cooked, and the aroma had already permeated the entire Zhiwei Pavilion. Cheng Yu held the chopsticks and looked at the brightly red plate of fish-flavored shredded pork in front of him. In terms of color alone, this plate of fish-flavored shredded pork is definitely top-grade.

The first piece of shredded pork has a moderate sweet and sour taste. It seems that the seasoning ratio is very strict. The most difficult part of frying fish-flavored shredded pork is that it is difficult to reconcile the sweet and sour taste. If it is too sweet or too sour, it will be considered a failure.Bite down on the shredded meat, the meat is tender and smooth, which depends on her skills in handling the spoon and adjusting the heat.

Even the waiter girl next to her couldn't help swallowing her saliva when she smelled the aroma of the plate of shredded pork. She brought chopsticks over, picked up a piece of shredded pork, tasted it, and then looked at Ye Jia in surprise: " It's delicious!"

"Little girl, you know what's good or not." Cheng Yu sneered.

"Why don't you understand! Although I don't know how to stir-fry and cook, I can still eat! Of course you will know the delicious dishes and the bad ones once you taste them!"

It is like this, people depend on food, people may not be born cooks, but they must be born eaters.

"Boss, how's it going? What's the score for this assessment?"

Cheng Yu asked the little girl to serve a bowl of rice and ate it with fish-flavored shredded pork, chewing on it, and said in a cohesive voice, "Well, barely, seventy cents, just worth your 7000 yuan salary .”

Ye Jia snorted, thinking back then, but there was a five-star hotel with an annual salary of one million and Ye Zefu was rejected by him!
In comparison, a mere 7000 yuan is really nothing. Ye Jia turned around and went into the kitchen to get busy. She is used to placing different ingredients in different categories. When there are more customers at noon, she must be very busy as a chef. It is necessary to be thoroughly familiar with the location of each ingredient, so as to avoid wasting time and maximize efficiency.

Ye Jia was too optimistic, it was almost halfway through noon, and there were only two sparsely seated tables in the store, which was not at all the grand occasion she imagined full of guests, ok...it doesn't matter if there are fewer people, so that when she cooks every food, she can still relax Make the food taste better.

The food for the first table was brought out by the waitress girl. Those guests seemed to be students of the school. They made an appointment to have dinner together. They ordered a fish-flavored eggplant, a plate of twice-cooked pork and a dish of green bamboo shoots in oil.

The student who swallowed it first widened his eyes, staring at the plate of twice-cooked pork in front of him, and couldn't help shouting in his hometown dialect: "This twice-cooked pork is so delicious! It's the taste!" A classmate put the food in his mouth, and they all showed surprise expressions: "Boss, this Sichuan restaurant of yours is so authentic!"

It was also the first time for Cheng Yu to encounter customers who reacted so fiercely. He hurriedly walked out from the counter and said cheerfully, "That's it, I'm from Sichuan, so our restaurant is definitely an authentic Sichuan restaurant. ,hehe."

Ye Jia, the back chef, rolled his eyes when he heard the words, the dishes I cook are none of your business!
The dishes from another table were also served, and the guests couldn't wait to pick up the dishes and put them in their mouths. They were not from Sichuan at this table, but they were also full of praise.

"Yummy!"

"Yes! It's the first time I came to this restaurant. It doesn't look very good, but I didn't expect the taste to be so good!"

"We will have dinner at this restaurant in the future."

The corners of Cheng Yu's mouth almost turned into a smile: "If everyone likes it, you can recommend more friends to come over for dinner. I'm very grateful. I'll give you a [-]% discount today."

"No! There is no need for a discount for such a delicious meal! We will recommend it to our classmates! The boss wishes you a prosperous business!"

The waiter's little girl's jaw was about to drop when she saw the exaggerated scene in front of her. As for it?

As for?
As a chef, what I like to see most is of course the happy expressions of customers when they enjoy the food, and what I like to hear most is their praise of the food.

It wasn't until now... Ye Jia finally understood that his father's fanatical pursuit of delicious food was not only about the top-level enjoyment on the tip of his tongue, but also came from sharing, sharing rare delicacies with others through his cooking skills This is his lifelong wish!
(End of this chapter)