Transmigrating: I Own a Small Restaurant

Liu Qinghuan rarely transmigrated, even more rarely inherited a small restaurant, and even more, incredibly, the small restaurant came with a task system!

Completing tasks earns rewards, lead...

Chapter 303 Dishes

As soon as Liu Qinghuan entered the door, he found that there were quite a lot of things in the warehouse.

"These are dried wild vegetables. I brought them back with great enthusiasm, intending to make dumplings with them. But in the end, we were too lazy and no one was willing to do it, so we dried them and put them here."

The soldier saw Liu Qinghuan looking at the two large bags of dried shepherd's purse and explained.

"This is good stuff, but it's not specifically for making dumplings. I'll have someone carry it out later and soak it for tomorrow."

"I've made a note of it."

“Is this soybean?”

"Sometimes I can't bear to see the land sitting idle, so I plant crops every year on the island, but I don't eat much, so this is what's left."

"It's too late to take it out to soak. This is the most authentic when fried with kelp."

"Is there such a way to eat it? We've always just taken kelp and potatoes, added some chicken nuggets, and made a dish out of it."

Liu Qinghuan took over and jokingly said, "It's just that potatoes are not easy to find, right?"

The soldier scratched the back of his head and smiled sheepishly. "Before, the food in the kitchen was terrible, so everyone tried their best to cook their own special meals. Now that Madam is here, who would bother with the tasteless potatoes they baked themselves?"

"It seems like you guys know in your heart that the food in your kitchen is terrible. These are all top-quality ingredients, yet you just mess with them. This is disrespectful to the food."

"Madam is right. It's not that no one reacted, it's just that the kitchen staff acted like it was up to you to eat or not. We can't starve to death." The soldier had not been a member of the kitchen before and had just been transferred here by Ma Zhang Gu. He did not cover up anything for the kitchen.

"It's not the kitchen's fault, actually. There are less than 30 people in total, and they're responsible for feeding tens of thousands of people. They're lucky they can cook the food."

“Sometimes, it’s half a lifetime.”

Liu Qinghuan: ...

"So, we still need to add more staff to the kitchen. Especially in this state of war preparedness, it's okay to eat a little late on weekdays, but it's not appropriate to let the soldiers go to the battlefield hungry." Liu Qinghuan analyzed this to himself and made up his mind, "No, I still have to ask Ma Zhang Gu for more people. At least a hundred people are needed."

"Don't think there's anything wrong with having a fireman. On the battlefield, hundreds of people won't even see him, but in the kitchen, he can be very useful."

"Madam, you are right."

Liu Qinghuan continued to walk around the warehouse, and found that there was nothing left, so he closed the door and left.

"From now on, the warehouse must be strictly managed. I'll go to the kitchen myself. Call Ma Zhanggu. I have something to say to him."

"yes."

Pedra Branca is neither big nor small. You have an army of more than 20,000 soldiers, and you manage the logistics like this. There is no military discipline at all.

You are used to being lazy in normal times, so when it comes to enforcing orders, who will listen to you?

When Liu Qinghuan returned to the kitchen, the aroma of the first pot had already come out.

"Madam, do you have any instructions?"

They all knew that Liu Qinghuan had gone to the warehouse, so they wanted to ask if there would be any different dishes for tomorrow.

"I see there's some leftover kelp and seaweed in the warehouse. How about making some dumpling soup with the seaweed and eggs tomorrow morning? Most people on this island are from the north and like noodles. I'm afraid they won't be able to just eat rice all the time."

"I'll listen to my wife. I know everyone loves noodles, but with over 20,000 people, who can rush to make steamed buns or noodles?"

The people in the kitchen felt that Liu Qinghuan understood them quite well. Since the number of staff had doubled right from the start, they also liked to talk to Liu Qinghuan more.

"Yes, I was just about to talk to Ma Zhanggu about adding more people. After the battle is over, we can have some dumplings and have some fun."