"Good morning, Chef Xu."
March marks a new beginning. After her vacation, Song Jiayu came to work at the state-owned restaurant and greeted her old colleagues one by one.
"Good morning, you're finally here. Will you be the chef for today's meal?" Chef Xu really wanted to take off his chef's clothes. There was no fun in cooking big pots of food every day.
Song Jiayu agreed and took out a goose she had brought with her. "Look, it's an authentic country goose. It weighs six pounds without the feathers. Look at Chef Xu's cooking skills~"
It's rare to come across good ingredients, so Chef Xu immediately became interested. "It's quite plump. How about we have a roast goose today?"
Someone wanted to make roast goose, so of course she agreed. She nodded quickly, fearing that Chef Xu would go back on his word and the roast goose that was about to reach her mouth would fly away. "Chef Xu, take your time today. Leave everything in the kitchen to me."
"Okay, but let's go 50-50 today."
According to the agreement with Chef Xiao Song, Chef Xiao Song usually finds the ingredients, and then Chef Xu uses the Xu family's secret seasoning to cook them. It is usually 2:8, with Chef Xiao Song taking 8 and Chef Xu taking 2. This is why chefs in this era will never starve. When they cook for people, they either charge money or collect the food.
If Chef Xu likes the dish he is going to make today, like today's roast goose, he will choose a 50-50 split and pay half of the money for the goose.
It was thanks to Chef Xu's cooking skills that she could eat the delicious roast goose, so of course she agreed. Just thinking about it made her so greedy.
"Xiao Liu, Dafeng, hurry up and get this basket of onions. Also, cut the pork belly thinner later. The leeks are fresh. Aunt Pang and Sister Fen, wash the leeks. Let's beat about thirty eggs and fry them. Mix them together. Once I've adjusted the seasoning, we'll make the egg and leek dumplings..."
As Chef Xiao Song gave the order, the entire kitchen started to operate, and everyone had their own role and started to get busy.
…
"Everyone follow me in, I have tickets and money, I'll treat you to a meal at the restaurant today!"
The person who said this was not very old. He had the youthfulness and vigor of a young person. He looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old, and the people gathered around him were all of average age.
The only man who looked to be in his twenties was wearing a leather jacket, his hair glistening from hair oil. He walked with his legs splayed outwards, his eyes filled with disdain for the first person to offer a meal. He said, "Xiao Bao, I remember your husband was just a rag collector. Can you still afford it?"
"Of course!" The eighteen-year-old man called Xiaobao patted his chest.
A group of people entered the state-owned restaurant. Unlike their first visit, they found a table to eat, then looked at today's menu and ordered food. Finally, Xiao Bao paid for the ticket with Sister Fen and waited for his name to be called.
"Xiao Bao, are you really rich?"
"I've already said I'm rich. My family can't compete with you. But I'm the only son of Mr. Bao. If he doesn't give me his wealth, who else can he give it to?"
"Okay, you've already treated me to dinner three times. Okay, then join our group. First, come and meet our big brother. See? This leather coat can only be bought at the department store in Beilin City. You haven't been to a department store, right? That's our rich people's paradise."
“…”
The person who came out of the kitchen and stood at the food window was Song Jiayu. She had a mission to watch a show today, and the protagonists were Xiao Bao, Lao Bao and Lao Lao Bao.
I heard Aunt Fat's voice again. I turned around and saw that Aunt Fat had also come. Behind her was Chef Xu who was originally in the kitchen watching the roast goose.
Chef Xu coughed uncomfortably after being glanced at by Chef Song's clear eyes. He then said, "I see you guys always have a show to watch, so I came out to see what's so good about it."
Aunt Fat also looked guilty and nodded: "Yes, that's it."
Song Jiayu turned her head away and thought, okay, it doesn’t matter if there are a few more people standing at the food window. As long as they don’t feel weird, there’s nothing we can do if the diners feel weird.
"Bao Zeming is here to get the food."
Xiao Bao, who was having a great time with his friends, came running over. He even had a mission and opened his mouth to ask, "Good sister, can you let me eat your lip balm and kiss me?"
As soon as these words came out, the table where Xiao Bao was sitting erupted in laughter and curses.
It was obvious that they knew Chef Song's temper and were deliberately trying to make trouble for the 18-year-old Xiao Bao, who was... a big boy with clear eyes?
Song Jiayu didn't care whether this clear-minded boy knew that he was being fooled or not. She was the one being teased. No one in the compound dared to mess with her, and the state-owned restaurant was about to become the dominant force among diners.
He immediately reached out and grabbed Xiao Bao's ear, grinning grimly, "What? You still want to eat my lip balm? Do you believe I'll pull your ear off?"
"It hurts, it hurts, I believe it, I won't kiss you anymore, please let me go..." Xiao Bao begged for mercy with a frown on his face, and he really looked like Baozi.
Song Jiayu loosened her grip and handed the plate to the person. When Xiaobao returned with the food, two very impolite laughs were heard behind her at the small food pick-up window.
Auntie Fat: "Pfft, kiss, kiss."
Chef Xu: "Hahaha, how stupid must this kid be!"
Song Jiayu: Damn it! I didn’t see the good show! I became a part of the good show!
The three people's food pick-up windows were operating as usual, with people coming to pick up their meals from time to time.
Just when the three of them were feeling a bit bored, a man wearing a patched cotton-padded jacket that reached all the way to his toes came to the gate of the state-owned hotel. He walked with big, aggressive strides. After entering the door, he glared at the people eating at the ten or so tables in the lobby. In just three seconds, he found his target.
"Bao Zeming, you little bastard! You've grown wings! You actually used the high school tuition I gave you to eat and drink like crazy outside! If your high school teacher hadn't come to see me today, I would have thought you were in school!"
While cursing, Lao Bao walked to the table, took one look at the meat dishes and dumplings on the table, and glared again, "I've never eaten anything so good, you're really good!"
After saying that, in order to avoid wasting food, he grabbed several dumplings and stuffed them into his mouth. There was black mud-like dirt on his fingernails, which made several 17 or 18-year-old young men from wealthy families who saw him feel unhappy, especially the young man in the fur coat, who almost vomited out what he had eaten.
He made a few retching motions, which made Old Bao even angrier. He didn't scold Little Bao, but scolded the group of young men: "It's you who led my little Bao astray. You're a bunch of bad friends. You're eating the food my son treated us to, and you still dare to complain?"
The young man in the fur coat sneered, but before he could say anything, Xiao Bao stopped the frantic Old Bao and said, "Dad, that's the son of the garment factory director. I'm treating him just to please him. Don't offend him!"
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