Journey to the West: Start by rejecting the Guanyin layout

Chapter 138 The Executive Chef Feels Threatened and Transfers Lu Feng
On this day, Ma Yue came to the cafeteria as usual. He was free and ready to make fun of the former genius Zhang Haolin.

But before he got close, he saw a long queue at Zhang Haolin's window, almost like a long queue, while there were only a few people queuing up for the other hundreds of vegetable windows.

"How is this going?"

Ma Yue was puzzled, and what surprised him even more was that among the people queuing up, there were even formally enrolled outer disciples.

"I said, Lao Huang, what are you doing here?"

Huang Yanwu, who lined up with the handymen, said: "Isn't it obvious, line up for food."

Ma Yue was speechless: "Old Huang, are you stupid? The handyman disciples only eat ordinary meat such as pigs, cows, and sheep. But we official disciples can eat monster meat, and what's more... There is the ultimate spiritual liquid."

"Those foods are not only delicious, but also can strengthen your body and increase your cultivation base. If you don't eat the good things and come here to grab food from the handyman, how shameless you are?"

Huang Yanwu's face darkened: "Ma Yue, you know what a fart, do you know how delicious this big pot is?"

"Besides, there is only a small amount of top-grade spiritual liquid in the monster meat allocated, which can only be used for cultivation. Who would eat it as a meal?"

Ma Yue said: "But there are other dishes to order. They cook them for you one by one. They are so beautiful and delicate. It's better than eating a big pot of rice here?"

Huang Yanwu shook his head: "Ma Yue, you don't understand at all, as long as you eat it once, you will know. A good chef, even if he is asked to make a big pot of rice, is better than an ordinary chef."

"I don't believe how delicious a big pot of vegetables can be."

At this time, Ma Yue happened to see a handyman come out after ordering food, and Ma Yue went over to stop him.

"Don't go, give me a taste of your food."

Seeing that Ma Yue was an official disciple, the handyman didn't dare to offend him: "I can only eat a little."

Ma Yue scolded: "You bastard! How can I care about your big pot of rice? The uncle tasted it to save face for you."

"Yes Yes Yes!"

Ma Yue said righteously: "It's only you who haven't eaten good food that think the cauldron is good. I'll show you some face, and you're shaking. What the hell!"

Ma Yue took a sip after cursing, and he didn't know until he took a sip.

I was wrong, very wrong, this is not pork, it is simply a delicacy, dragon liver and phoenix gallbladder.

"Brother, please, return the food to me."

Ma Yue immediately withdrew his hand, and the handyman said seriously: "Brother doesn't give it, I will go and complain to the elder."

Ma Yue is not afraid that this handyman will sue the elder, isn't he just being robbed of his meal?Going to make another copy will be enough, how can the elders have the time to take care of such trivial matters.

Ma Yue was afraid that the news would spread, saying that the disciples from the outer sect robbed the servants of food, which would be bad for his reputation.

Returning the dish to the handyman, Ma Yue couldn't help but regret in his heart, such a long line, when will it be his turn?

Even if you get to yourself in the queue, I'm afraid there won't even be a single hair left.

Depressed, such a good chef, why do you cook for the handyman?

Soon, many outer disciples knew that there was an amazing cook in the canteen on the first floor, and they all came to line up, and Lu Feng became a favorite here.

Ma Yue, the fellow villager who repeatedly satirizes Zhang Haolin, is the older brother and the younger brother. He hopes that Zhang Haolin will save some food for him, so that Zhang Haolin can feel very comfortable.

This incident became more and more troublesome, almost the whole sect was spreading the word that a master with superb craftsmanship came to the cafeteria of the handyman disciples.

Those outer disciples who heard it but couldn't eat, and the inner disciples said one after another, why do the handymen eat better food than their formal disciples?
The chefs in the canteens on the second and third floors are too bad. Master Lu should be transferred to a high-end canteen, or even be the executive chef.

This kind of statement made Li Junfang, the executive chef of the canteen, very upset.

Especially, now even the chefs in the canteen are dissatisfied with Li Junfang, saying that Li Junfang is not as good as Lu Feng, and that they are narrow-minded and deliberately suppress him.

What do you say about a woman's family, but you can't be the boss, you can't do big things!

At night, Li Junfang, the boss of the cafeteria, came to Lu Feng aggressively.

Lu Feng was tired all day, lying on the bed to rest, "Boom!", Li Junfang kicked the door in and cursed:

"Lu, you've only been here for a few days, and you want to be my boss. Do you know how long I've been in Shenghuang Pavilion? It's been 60 years. Why do you fight with me?"

Lu Feng was startled awake, seeing this woman's arrogance and unreasonableness, he held back his breath and said, "I didn't want to argue with you."

"Didn't expect to fight with me? Then why did you instigate the chef and the disciples of the Holy Emperor's Pavilion to fight against me? You have to force me away, right?"

Lu Feng really felt wronged. In the past few days, he has been doing so-so work, and left the cafeteria after finishing his work.

Apart from cultivation, I don't think about anything else at all.

"Li Junfang, you misunderstood, they are all spontaneous, I didn't encourage them."

"And don't worry, I never wanted to be an executive chef."

Although the executive chef doesn't want to cook, but he has to manage a lot of things, it's too exhausting. Now that Lu Feng is concentrating on cultivation, to make up for his cultivation, there is no time to think about that.

Moreover, the position of executive chef did not appeal to him at all.

What Lu Feng said was true, but Li Junfang didn't believe it at all: "You don't want to be an executive chef? Humph, who are you lying to? A soldier who doesn't want to be a general is not a good soldier, and a chef who doesn't want to be an executive chef is not a good chef. You If you don't want to be an executive chef, why do you put in so much effort to make the dishes so delicious?"

Feeling wronged, Lu Feng called out to Qu, "I really just did it casually."

I don't know why, but he has a special talent in cooking, and he can be very popular even if he cooks casually.

I obviously have no cultivation, and I can no longer touch the kitchen utensils to become the legendary kitchen utensils, and I can't just cook a dish so that people can live a long life and rejuvenate, but the taste is still so good.

Lu Feng was also helpless, he could only say that gold could shine anywhere.

"Do whatever you want, and you'll overshadow all the chefs. Even me, the executive chef, has become your stepping stone."

Li Junfang sneered and said: "I was wondering why Li Cang suddenly recommended a chef to me. It turns out that you came prepared. Tell me, Li Cang helped you to the position of executive chef. How much benefit did you give him?" what?"

Lu Feng was stunned: "What's the benefit, I was attracted by his 500 taels a month salary."

Li Junfang didn't believe it: "The chefs who come to Shenghuang Pavilion are all famous chefs from all over the world. Even the emperor's imperial dining room can be visited whenever they want. You will come to fry a big pot for 500 taels of silver? I don't believe it. There must be a conspiracy. "

Li Junfang was really right, Lu Feng had a conspiracy, but he just wanted to restore his cultivation as soon as possible and return to the prehistoric world as soon as possible.

"Hey, you're really thinking too much. What's so great about being an executive chef? I still have to work hard to fight for it?"

Li Junfang said: "Just pretend, do you know how much I can earn in a month?"

"I do not know."

"Hmph, you don't know, I don't believe that guy Li Cang didn't tell you."

"I can earn 500 million taels a month, do you know what this means?"

Even Lu Feng couldn't help being shocked, a kitchen steward can earn so much money, my God, is this the kitchen in my impression?
"It means that your monthly income alone is equivalent to the total tax revenue of a prosperous city for a year?"

Li Junfang smiled: "It seems that you are not stupid, Lu Feng, I think you do have some skills, how about it, tomorrow you don't have to cook for the handyman, I will promote you, and when you go to work on the fourth floor, you will serve A few core disciples and elders will do.”

There are very few core disciples and elders who come to the cafeteria to eat, there are only two or three tables every day, but there are several chefs serving them.

So, basically the chefs in the canteen want to work on the fourth floor, which is easy and earns more money.

Of course, Li Junfang was not purely kind. Just because there were few people eating, there would be no big disturbances. Moreover, a good chef should serve the core disciples and elders first. He said so, and others couldn't find reason.

Those handymen and outside disciples dared to jump up and down in front of Li Junfang, but in front of the core disciples and the elders of the sect, they were all good children, let alone making trouble, and dared not disobey them if they were asked to bow three times and nine times.

Of course Lu Feng didn't care if the living conditions became better, the easier the work, the better, so he agreed right away.

(End of this chapter)