90s Hong Kong Little Chef

A 21st-century mainland woman inexplicably transmigrates to 1990s Hong Kong? If it were anyone else, they would surely be at a loss. But Ye Shuyi is not just anyone. Falsely accused and framed by h...

Chapter 27 Escort Home

Chapter 27 Escort Home

Ye Shuyi gave a thumbs up: "Not bad, not bad! You are indeed an outstanding graduate. From now on, Ye's pastries will depend on you!"

Xie Yanfei touched his head sheepishly: "Compared to Sister Shuyi, I am just a small witch meeting a big witch, showing off my skills in front of an expert."

"Hey, don't underestimate yourself, you can definitely become a first-class chef!" Ye Shuyi encouraged.

In the afternoon, Xie Yanfei started tinkering with his pastries instead of going to the front to greet customers.

This caused Wu Shuorong to complain.

"Ms. Ye, it's ok for you to teach Ah Xin how to cook. Now Ah Fei has started to study pastries. What about me and Ah Lin? Have you forgotten? Or can we only be waiters in the front, serving tea, water and dishes?" The big man wiped the sweat from his face.

The weather is hot, the air conditioner is not working, and I still have to walk around, which is so torturous.

Although he had endless energy, he felt a little unbalanced when he saw his colleagues sitting idle in the kitchen.

"Well, I understand. One of them still needs to hone his cooking skills, and the other is very good at baking pastries. I originally wanted to divide them into batches, and then assign other tasks to you after they have achieved certain success." Ye Shuyi explained.

When Wu Shuorong heard this, he was shocked.

I was too rash.

"I'm sorry, Miss Ye, I thought you didn't plan to train me anymore."

That's why I'm so anxious.

"I've tasked A Fei Pie with developing new pastries because I've tried his pastries and they're quite good, so he's qualified for this task," Ye Shuyi said. "Now, I'd also like to know how good you are. Prepare the ingredients tomorrow and make your best dish!"

Wu Shuorong knew that this was the opportunity given to him by Miss Ye!

Of course he agreed: “Okay, if I do well, will Miss Ye teach me other skills?”

"Can."

After getting the assurance, Wu Shuorong happily went to serve tea and water.

Ye Shuyi thought, at this rate, should she hire someone again?

These employees are not simple people. Some of them know how to bake, some have worked as chefs in big hotels, some have run restaurants at home, or some have great culinary talent.

None of them are suitable for serving!

Since Wu Shuorong has been assigned a task, Dong Lin'er must also be assigned one.

She used to be the eldest daughter of a wealthy family, so she was not spoiled by doing these hard jobs.

Just not very proficient yet.

"Alin, come here first, I have something to tell you." Ye Shuyi greeted.

"What?" Dong Lin'er put the ashtray in her hand on the table.

She had just emptied the ashes into the trash can and hadn't cleaned the ashtray yet.

"Alin, your family used to run a building, right?" Ye Shuyi asked.

Dong Lin'er didn't understand and nodded, "Yes, why is Sister Shuyi asking this?"

"Tell me first, why is the restaurant closed?" Ye Shuyi asked.

"We were originally renting a shop, but the landlord suddenly raised the rent, and we were having a hard time paying it. Then, a big restaurant chain called Xunweige opened across the street, and it took away all our customers. Business was slow, and our chef was fired."

"Fire a squid" means to fire someone. "Fire a boss squid" means to fire the boss, or to quit your job on your own initiative.

"Is that so? That means I'm just unlucky." Ye Shuyi felt it was a pity.

"Yes, but doing business has always been like this, there are many uncertainties." Dong Lin'er sighed.

"Alin, do you usually help out in the restaurant?" Ye Shuyi asked.

"Yes, I basically manage the restaurant, including bills, hiring, and payroll. My dad comes over every now and then, and if there are reservations, he'll cook. But he rarely takes orders, it depends on his mood."

He is an old man who knows how to live.

"Oh, he's good at cooking?"

"Yes, but he said that cooking is a kind of enjoyment, and it loses its fun if it becomes a tool for making a living. So after he opened the restaurant, he only cooked once in a long time," said Dong Lin'er.

"Alin, would you like to help our store with the bills?" Ye Shuyi asked.

"Ah? Sister Shuyi, this is very important, aren't you afraid that I will cook the books?" Dong Lin'er asked directly.

"Don't worry, it's not like I don't check the account books at all. Uncle Ye also checks them. Besides, I don't think you'd cook the books. I'm a good judge of people." Ye Shuyi grabbed her hand and shook it. "Alin, are you willing to do this?"

"Of course I am willing!" In fact, one of the main reasons why Dong Lin'er manages the family restaurant is that she likes management.

She felt that keeping such a large restaurant in good order was a very fulfilling thing.

Unfortunately, her family's restaurant went bankrupt, leaving her with no place to display her talents.

She had no interest in cooking and originally thought that Sister Shuyi would let her learn to cook like everyone else.

Now Sister Shuyi actually asked her to take care of the accounts! This is simply too perfect for her.

"That's a deal! But Arong has to cook tomorrow, so I'll ask Ruoxin to come here to help. You'll need to wait until the day after tomorrow to sort out the account books." Ye Shuyi said after thinking for a while.

"no problem!"

Afterwards, Ye Shuyi told Ye Junhui that she wanted to recruit a few more people.

No skills are required, just an ordinary employee.

Ye Junhui said: "We are just a small shop, do we need so many people?"

Now there are four.

"I have other arrangements for these people now, Dad. They won't be greeting guests at the front desk anymore. I need someone to take over. Is that okay?" Ye Shuyi requested.

"Okay, Shuyi, just do whatever ideas you have in the future. Your father is old, and your mother is leaving with someone else, so this store will belong to you and Zhizhi in the future. Zhizhi is still young now, so you are the most suitable person to manage it." Ye Junhui believes in his daughter's talent.

"Dad, you have good taste."

She had no intention of being modest.

After everything was arranged, Ye Shuyi posted the recruitment information at the door.

Chen Nanfeng came again in the evening.

"Mr. Chen, aren't you busy?"

It’s okay for one day, but why did it come on the second day? Will it come on the third and fourth day?

Ye Shuyi didn't want to start this.

"Are you having a bad day today? You get angry as soon as you speak." Chen Nanfeng was not upset by her words and showed concern for her immediately.

"No, today was pretty good. If there was one thing that was the most unpleasant, it would be seeing you after get off work." Ye Shuyi felt very awkward and her heart was filled with anxiety.

"What's wrong?" Chen Nanfeng was confused.

He didn't do anything.

Could it be that he repeatedly brought up that matter last night, making Ye Shuyi unhappy?

"I'm sorry, I kept asking you last night. That thing is over, don't be angry." Chen Nanfeng comforted.

"Young Master Chen, I want to ask you a question." Ye Shuyi turned her head and looked at him.

"You ask."

"Why did you come to me? Aren't we the boss and employee?"

Chen Nanfeng said as a matter of course: "I'm worried about your safety! Who knows if you will offend someone again today and then be retaliated against halfway?"

"Yeah. That's a good answer. But have you ever thought about whether my accident has anything to do with you? You face so many cases every day in the police station, and there are many people who encounter similar situations as me. Do you escort them home one by one?"