: Return to the old business

"Don't we have to work? Senior brother?" After dinner, the bowls and chopsticks were cleaned up by the staff who were responsible for cleaning up. Peng Bai saw Sun Jing and the other two chefs sitting aside drinking tea and asked strangely.

In Peng Bai's mind, it should be time to start cooking.

Sun Jing smiled and said, "Our food is not a big stove! Of course, the food for those big stoves needs to be prepared in advance. For our small stove, we only need to prepare more refined foods. We will only start working when needed."

Peng Bai asked strangely: "What is the time to be needed?"

Sun Jing looked at the time and replied: "When needed, it means that when a group manager is in charge, you need to accompany the customers, or some other cooperative groups to discuss matters, and just solve dinner nearby at night. However, our cooking skills are not bad, and compared with those big restaurants, it is not inferior!"

Peng Bai finally understood, and Peng Bai agreed with Sun Jing's later words, "Our cooking skills are not bad, compared with those big restaurants, but it is not inferior to those big restaurants!" Through the conversation, Peng Bai knew that Sun Jing was not a special chef, but what if he was not a special chef? The ability in this society is always more important than a certificate. When Peng Bai didn't have any certificates before, he still defeated many famous chefs! Although at the beginning, Peng Bai relied entirely on luck and Liu Feng's guidance in the competition.

In fact, the dishes are all dead. The same dish, such as the simplest stir-fried potato shredded potatoes, whether you are a super chef or an ordinary chef who does not have a chef qualification certificate at all, as long as you know the steps of making, and be careful when making this dish, don’t be careless, the taste they make is basically the same.

Many ordinary chefs carefully study the dishes they make during the cooking process, and even taste better than the same dishes made by special chefs. This is the principle that careful cooking and practice can make perfect.

"Generally speaking, the big stove starts working after dinner, and our small stove can only have work to do after six o'clock in the evening. Sometimes there is nothing to do, so you can stay until eleven o'clock in the evening and go to bed." Sun Jing continued to explain with a smile.

Peng Bai nodded. He had basically understood the concept of this small stove now. The canteen of the Junwei Group is divided into two parts. The big stove refers to the type of big pot rice that Peng Bai made when he was at a construction site. What ordinary employees eat is the dishes fried by the big stove chef. The small stove is similar to the kitchens in the restaurants. The fried dishes are for some people with status within the group, maybe for banquets or work meals, which means that they must not be handled carelessly, and must be the same as when they are in the restaurant.

Peng Bai just understood the meaning of coming to the small kitchen canteen when he saw a very pretty white-collar female leader coming over.

"Master Sun, the general manager's daughter celebrated her birthday in the evening. She invited a few classmates. Please prepare a table of dishes and you will also make that birthday cake." The female white-collar worker said respectfully to Sun Jing.

Sun Jing looked up and asked strangely: "What are you doing when the general manager's daughter doesn't go to the restaurant outside for her birthday? What are you doing when she goes to the group canteen? And! I don't know how to make birthday cakes. Although the small kitchen canteen has a lot of tools, we learn how to cook, not make cakes!"

"Master Sun, you have worked so hard. The general manager's daughter said that the dishes in our cafeteria are delicious and can save money, so... you can take care of it!" The female white-collar worker said a little embarrassedly: "As for that birthday cake, I'll buy it now."

"Senior brother, I know how to make birthday cakes." Peng Bai said with a smile. Making birthday cakes is Peng Bai's most proud ability besides cooking accidents. When it comes to making cakes, I'm afraid that many pastry restaurants are not as delicious as Peng Bai's.

"Ah? Are you a major in pastry?" Sun Jing asked strangely after hearing Peng Bai's words. There is indeed a major in making cakes at Jiacheng Cooking Academy, but there are very few people who sign up, because there are many cake shops in society now, and the competition is very fierce. The salary of cake masters is not high, and they are far from being a chef. Therefore, Sun Jing asked this question.

Peng Bai smiled and said, "Senior Brother, making cakes is just my hobby."

The female white-collar worker was very happy after hearing Peng Bai's words. After all, she didn't have to go out for a trip, especially if she didn't have to spend money in her pocket, it was comfortable.

"Then I'll trouble you all. The general manager's daughter said that they want to order their own dishes, so this... the master will make the cake first!" The female white-collar worker thanked, then greeted Sun Jing for a while and left hurriedly.

"Senior brother, who is this beauty?" Peng Bai asked with a smile while watching Sun Jing find the molds and other tools for making cakes.

Sun Jing curled her lips and said, "The General Manager's Life Secretary! Who knows whether the Life Secretary is the secretary on the bed or the secretary under the bed? But the general manager is pretty good. He often eats work meals with his employees below. The general manager's daughter is not good. The 18-year-old girl is dressed like a prostitute, wearing heavy makeup, and spending money. Last time I heard the general manager scold that girl, but it seems that the general manager has no effective way to deal with his daughter, so he can only let her mess around. Birthday meals like this are basically the type of internal reimbursement."

Sun Jing said this and started talking directly. What is the person in charge of this department who likes to eat braised pork trotters, the person in charge of that department who likes to eat vegetarian food, the manager who likes to drink, and the manager who likes to eat fried rice, and basically tells all the preferences of the well-known figures in the entire Juanwei Group about food, and Peng Bai remembers it one by one.

There was no problem with making cakes with Peng Bai closed his eyes. Soon, a birthday cake made according to the most basic method appeared in front of everyone. When the three masters of the little chefs saw that Peng Bai had such a unique skill, they applauded.

At 6:30 pm, under normal circumstances, most people have finished their supper and started their nightlife, and the general manager's daughter arrived.

"Master Sun, what's going on to order food? It's just a problem for me!" A tall and plump waiter frowned and walked to Sun Jing and complained. The waiter happened to be the private room where the general manager's daughter entered.

"What's wrong? Xiao Wu?" Sun Jing asked strangely. He had a good relationship with these waitresses, after all, he looked down and saw him.

"You said they ordered the dishes as soon as they ordered them well. They actually gave me a question. I didn't answer any of them, so I could only write them down." The waitress Xiao Wu said with a bitter face and anger, but this angry expression was just now. After all, that person was the general manager's daughter. Even if he was angry, he could not show it in front of the other side. Now he was just complaining.

"Oh? Tell me." Peng Bai became interested. He listened to customers' strange requests a lot, but they all carried out special processing methods on the dishes. I wonder what strange requests were this time?

"A boy is sitting while ordering a plate of braised rice, sitting while lying, sitting while walking, sitting while sleeping, and following what is this! This is the cafeteria, not a place to guess riddles." The waitress Xiao Wu rolled her eyes and thought.

"What a broken thing!" Another small chef couldn't help but say.

"Frog! Haha! Braised frog." Peng Bai said with a smile. This is quite simple.

After hearing Peng Baiyi's words, everyone suddenly realized, yes! Only the frogs were sitting, and one dish solved the problem.

The following riddles are not profound. Everyone is a chef. Anyway, there are so many ingredients used in the dishes. If you think about it more, you will solve the problem.

The four chefs divided the work to cook, and a total of fifteen dishes were served quickly. Peng Bai was new to cook only three dishes and watched the other three chefs cook. He thought that when the table was done, waiter Xiao Wu ran over again.

"Master Sun, the general manager's daughter said that our dishes are not as delicious as those in the small shops on the street. We want to meet our chef at the kitchen." Xiao Wu said to Sun Jing in embarrassment.

Peng Bai has encountered this kind of thing before. Of course, there are good and bad customers. Some customers come to eat, while others are to make trouble.

"This..." Sun Jing was even more embarrassed than waiter Xiao Wu. Although the general manager was good, his daughter was really a bit like that. If he really wanted to cause trouble, he was just a chef. How could he compete with the real power figures in the company? Maybe he would lose this golden rice bowl that everyone envied!

Peng Bai has quite high social experience, and his ability to observe words and expressions was learned by Liu Feng, and gradually improved in his daily life. He could see at a glance that Sun Jing was embarrassed and said with a smile: "I'll go! Senior brother, you won't blame me for stealing your name, right?"

Sun Jing shook her head repeatedly and said embarrassedly: "What kind of name is not a title? The main reason is that this girl is too crazy. Her classmates and friends are not good at it. You are still in the probationary period. You will lose your job in just one word. I'd better go! At least I've worked in the Junwei Group for almost ten years, and the general manager still wants to give me some face."

Peng Bai's favor for Sun Jing increased greatly. If he had changed to someone who was only for himself, he would have nodded repeatedly and wished he could fly over immediately! So Peng Bai decided to solve this problem for Sun Jing.

"It doesn't matter. Anyway, I'm just a chef on the probation period. At worst, I don't have this job. I'm quite experienced in dealing with those troublemakers." Peng Bai smiled and held Sun Jing who was preparing to go over, said very casually, then walked around the kitchen of the small stove and walked towards the private room where the general manager's daughter had dinner.

When he knocked on the door and entered, Peng Bai frowned. This private room was no different from a tobacco restaurant. There were twelve people sitting next to a large table, including six women and six men. Each of them was wearing heavy makeup, showing a sense of slutiness that was inconsistent with his age. The men looked about nineteen years old. Now the children are precocious, and Peng Bai is not sure how old these children are.

These twelve people have one thing in common, that is, everyone has a lit cigarette on their mouths and hands, and Peng Bai also smokes, but they smoke high-end cigars. He doesn't touch ordinary cigarettes like this. The twelve cigarettes emit smoke together, making the whole room look smoky.

"Do you have any opinions on the dishes we cooked in Xiaochang?" Although Peng Bai was very disgusted with these people, he had a professional smile on his face. After all, the customer is God!

"What's your opinion? Your plate of lion ball tastes too unauthentic! And this plate of four-flavored fish, why do I only taste three?" A man asked with a squinted look at Peng Bai.

"Haha! I wonder how the lion ball you mentioned is not authentic? We are all professionally trained chefs, and the basic taste should not go wrong." Peng Bai kept a smile on his face, but he was thinking in his heart that if he changed the environment and changed his identity, he would definitely beat this man who looked like a gangster. These two dishes were made by Peng Bai himself, and the taste was not authentic? It was obviously a troublemaker!

"Hey! What's your name? Don't you know me?" One of the six girls asked loudly with the thickest makeup.

"This is Aili Kassel, the daughter of the general manager." The waiter Xiao Wu quickly introduced to Peng Bai. Xiao Wu didn't want Peng Bai to say the wrong thing and lose his job. Although it is still easy to find a chef to find a job, he is pitifully small at such a high salary.

"Oh! So it's the daughter of the general manager! Is there any problem?" Peng Bai asked with a smile as if he was suddenly enlightened.

"My friend Wiesin is a top student in Bekali, the best cooking academy in the southern part of the World League. He said that the taste of the dishes is not authentic, then it is not authentic." Ailee Kassel said loudly.

Peng Bai looked at the boy who was asking just now with a very strange look, and asked with a smile: "So Mr. Wieshin, isn't this dish authentic?"

Wiesin exhaled a breath of smoke and pointed to the lion ball made by Peng Bai and said, "This lion ball should be made of fish, shrimp, crab meat and starch, right? Then the taste should be delicious, but I didn't taste delicious."

Peng Bai really wanted to go up and beat this guy. Peng Bai had made this plate of lion balls dozens of times. Even Le Xiaodao praised his deliciousness. What kind of scallion does this guy have? He actually picked the bones in the eggs and insisted that the dishes he made were not delicious.

"I used this lion ball, sea bass, coastal white shrimps, and salt lake crab meat, all of which are fresh ingredients, and they are all based on the process during the production process. I wonder if Mr. Wieshin has any special opinions?" Peng Bai still kept smiling, but his tone was a little more severe than before.

"This is also called a lion ball. Let's go, I'll make you a lion ball. If the lion ball I make is better than what you cook, then you will pay for this meal." Wiesin shouted arrogantly.

The others immediately responded and shouted.

Peng Bai said indifferently: "Okay! Please here."

After Peng Bai said that, he turned his head and led the way, followed by twelve dans who could not connect with good people no matter how they looked.

"Peng Bai." Sun Jing saw Peng Bai coming over from a distance, thinking that he was going to fight, so he rushed to Peng Bai's side in a few steps. The other two chefs who were cooking turned off the stove and rushed up, feeling like they were taking action at any time.

"It's okay, but this top student in Baccaroli wants to give me some advice on making a lion ball." Peng Bai said with a smile.

Sun Jing and the other three then looked a little slower and let the side. From the process of Peng Bai cooking just now, these three chefs knew that Peng Bai's cooking skills were very superb. Although they didn't know how superb they were, it is certain that none of these three chefs were as good as Peng Bai's cooking skills.

This lion ball was carefully burned by Peng Bai. There were eighteen lion balls in a plate, each lion ball was only one quarter of the size of a normal four-happy meatball. Peng Bai made two plates in total, and one of them was naturally destroyed by the four of them. It goes without saying how the taste was. It depends on the fact that these three chefs almost fought for the belonging of the last lion ball.

"I'll prepare what materials you need." Peng Bai said with a smile.

Wiesin looked at Peng Bai with his eyes squintingly and said, "I will use whatever materials you use. Don't say I bully you. I want you to be convinced by the fact that you pay for us."

Peng Bai pointed indifferently in the vegetable cutting room next door, and there were naturally prepared materials and unprepared materials. As for which Wiesin wanted to choose, it was his own freedom.

Wiesin obviously wanted to show his skills in front of Peng Bai, so he actually chose the living ingredients. From the most basic steps, the poor vegetable cutter was squeezed aside. The originally spacious vegetable cutter was suddenly overcrowded.

The Wizing Knife skill was obviously trained hard, and a kitchen knife shone in his hands, and soon the materials needed were prepared.

"Yeah! That's pretty good!" Peng Bai nodded and smiled.

"What does it mean is pretty good?" Aili shouted unhappily, obviously she thought Peng Bai's words were insulting her friends.

Peng Bai curled his lips and said, "The sea bass bone is mainly a main thorn. According to the cutting method of this top student, it is easy to destroy the spikes on the main thorn, resulting in the thorn being unclear and it is easy to prick the mouth when it tastes."

"Fuck, I have been practicing my knife skills for six years. How could it be as unbearable as you said?" Weissin cursed.
Chapter completed!