In the 21st century, Chen Qingqing transmigrated to become cannon fodder in Nanshan Village of the Great Ning Dynasty. In a year of famine and a waning moon, her wicked grandmother, to support her ...
Chapter 307 Must Keep Him
Qingshui Town,
During the past six months or so, Chen Feng has been a busy man in Qingshui Restaurant, with endless work to do every day.
Cleaning the yard, picking and washing vegetables, picking up slop, taking out the trash, slaughtering chickens and geese, wiping the table and washing dishes, rubbing the big spoon, etc.
In short, he was the only one who did the dirtiest and most tiring work in the restaurant.
Even so, he had no complaints.
Because he could learn cooking skills by cleaning, washing dishes, picking up slop and taking out the trash.
The chefs who cooked the dishes did not avoid him, and he memorized the whole process of the chefs cooking and preparing the ingredients every day.
Over time, he could see clearly what ingredients the chefs in the kitchen used, the heat they used, the cooking techniques they used, how long it took to cook, etc.
Although he didn't make a penny in the past three years, he has learned all the signature dishes of the master chefs and is just waiting to show off his skills in the future.
At this time, Chen Feng squatted on the ground and rubbed the big iron spoon hard.
He was particularly happy today because Manager Wu had promised him that as long as he finished today's work, he would be able to go home tomorrow.
The last time I went home was during the Chinese New Year. Under my sister's management, our house had three courtyards built and the sugar factory business was booming.
If he hadn't promised Wu Shiren, he would have wanted to leave here a long time ago.
Chen Feng was eager to go home and planned to hire a carriage and go straight home as soon as he finished his work...
Wu Shiren was chatting with the accountant Wang Decai. When the topic of hiring a few odd jobs came up, Wu Shiren couldn't help but sigh.
"Looks like there will be some extra expenses in the future. It would be great if that idiot didn't leave!"
Wang Decai narrowed his triangular eyes and smiled, "Boss, this is not difficult. Just say that the store cannot hire anyone at the moment and let him work for a few days."
"No, Decai, that idiot has come to me alone several times, and I've been making excuses. I've already promised him to get out tomorrow!"
"Boss, why don't we ask our young lady to help persuade him."
"Don't mention Cuihua. That child is so troublesome. She's so treacherous and doesn't even support me as her father."
"You're just going to let Chen Feng go like this?" Wang Decai shook his head and chuckled.
Wu Shiren grabbed the rind of his head and sighed helplessly, "Just go, he might stay at home for a while and then come back to me to arrange some work for him."
"You're wrong. Once he leaves here, he'll never come back."
Wang Decai frowned as he spoke. Years ago, a relative of his went to Nanshan Village and heard about the newly built three-courtyard house of Chen Feng's family.
I thought that idiot Chen Feng was so poor that he couldn't even afford to wear pants, but I didn't expect that he was actually a hidden rich young master.
Don't look at that boy who usually looks listless, but he has many cunning schemes. In the past three years, he has been serving tea and water to the chefs in the kitchen and fawning over them.
They mistakenly thought he was a fool, but unexpectedly he had learned all their skills.
If Chen Feng were to leave here, it would definitely be a disaster for him and those master chefs, and they might even lose their jobs.
As the saying goes, if a man does not work for himself, he will be punished by heaven and earth. In order to make a living in the future, Chen Feng will be sorry for you.
A gloomy look flashed in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice, "Boss, I've heard that Chen Feng's sister is a formidable girl. She's good at making sugar and practicing medicine. Her family lives a better life than you, the owner of this restaurant. How could Chen Feng come back after leaving?"
"No way, since his sister is so capable, why is he still staying here doing odd jobs? Is he really stupid?"
"You don't understand this, don't you? Chen Feng is not someone who doesn't want to make progress. You think he just works stupidly all day long, but actually..."
Wang Decai looked around and said in a low voice,
"Actually, he stayed here to learn cooking. As far as I know, Chen Feng is not just a handyman now. His cooking skills are no less than any of our chefs."
Hearing this, Wu Shiren was stunned at first, then he couldn't help but burst into laughter, "Decai, you are such a joke. I have already ordered that no one is allowed to teach Chen Feng how to cook. How can he cook!"
"Boss, I'm not kidding you. Do you remember that we had dinner with the chef last month?"
"Of course I remember. That day, Zhao Tian, Wang Qi, Li Liu, Sun Cai, Chen Xiaoer, and Chang Dashan—all the chefs in our store—were there. I was so happy that I drank a few more glasses, and ended up falling flat on my face as soon as I left. Thinking about it now makes my teeth hurt."
"Do you still remember the dishes we had, such as the steamed Anyang fish, the braised pork with crystal sauce, and the braised pork elbow?"
"Of course I can't forget that. The steamed Anyang fish is always better than ever. And the braised pork elbow is even more authentic. It's fatty but not greasy and melts in your mouth."
Wu Shiren licked his lips as he spoke, looking as if he was still not satisfied.
"Now that you mention it, I'm really a little greedy. Let's have a good drink later."
Wang Decai waved his hand to refuse, "Boss, you don't know, all the dishes on that table are Chen Feng's cooking."
Wu Shiren didn't even think about it and blurted out, "Impossible, absolutely impossible."
"Why not? Think about it, the chef was drinking that day, so who was cooking in the kitchen?"
"Yes, who cooked it?" Wu Shiren's mind flashed. He seemed to have seen Chen Feng fiddling with the wok on the stove before. Every time he saw him working in the kitchen, he was always slow. He thought he was serious about his work, but it turned out that he was stealing Chen Feng's skills.
Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth.
"This son of a bitch actually became a master chef right under my nose. He's such a smart ass."
"There's nothing wrong with becoming a chef, but I'm afraid..." Wang Decai left the conversation in suspense halfway through.
Wu Shiren was so anxious that he kept urging, "Decai, we've been brothers for so many years, if you have something to say, just say it directly, don't hesitate like a woman."
"I'm afraid he'll go to another restaurant to be a chef, and then we'll lose our signature dishes. In my opinion, we can't let him leave. We have to find a way to keep him here."
"Yes, yes, you're right." Wu Shiren nodded continuously. "Brother Decai, you have a lot of ideas. Please help me think of a solution."
"What's the difficulty?" Wang Decai said, he walked up to Wu Shiren and whispered a few words in his ear.
Wu Shiren hesitated, "Will this work?"
"If he really doesn't know how to be ashamed, then we'll implement the second plan. We must make him suffer a little, so that he will never be able to be a chef in his lifetime, and he will never dare to come to Qingshui Town again."
"Okay, then let's do as you say. And bring Zhao Tian, Wang Qi and the others along as well."
"Okay, I'll tell someone to arrange the banquet right away."
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