Wen Zhichao took him to the kitchen and Xia Ruzheng followed.
The chef was still shocked by the cleanliness and tidiness of the kitchen. Could it be that they had cleaned it just for him? Even state-owned restaurants might not be so well-maintained!
The chef washed his hands and was about to start cooking when Xia Ruzheng interrupted him: "Can I give you a question?"
When applying for a chef position, of course you can do what you are best at, but being the best does not represent your level, and neither does being the worst. To see your true level, you have to look at your performance on the spot.
The chef was stunned for a moment and said, "Then tell me!"
Xia Ruzheng thought for a moment and said, "Let's make some fish-flavored shredded pork and then some soup!"
Fish-flavored shredded pork is a very common dish. Although it is a common dish, it requires a lot of skill. The taste varies greatly from person to person, not to mention the soup, which is one of the most challenging dishes in Cantonese cuisine.
The chef was a little embarrassed: "I don't know how to make fish-flavored shredded pork. I only cook Cantonese food."
Xia Ruzheng showed a look of contempt without any hesitation, "Chef, if you can do it, then do it!"
"Then let's change it. It seems like you can't make Mapo Tofu or Twice-Cooked Pork. Let's just make Cantonese-style steamed fish."
While the chef was cooking, Xia Ruzheng stood at the door. Wen Zhichao wanted her to sit down and avoid being exposed to the fumes, but Xia Ruzheng was unhappy and said, "The kitchen is an important place, the heart of a restaurant. We can't let outsiders stay there alone."
Wen Zhichao shook his head helplessly. It seemed his wife was unhappy, otherwise she wouldn't be so disrespectful. But his wife was right. The kitchen couldn't be opened to anyone. If someone did something bad, the food would really be ruined.
Since his wife was going to be there, Wen Zhichao brought a chair and placed it next to him, asking Xia Ruzheng to sit on it. Xia Ruzheng's anger towards Wen Zhichao subsided a little. What happened to this guy this time? He actually found such an unreliable chef for him.
The chef had to wait while they steamed fish and stewed soup, so Xia Ruzheng took advantage of this opportunity to go in, stir-fry some shredded pork with fish flavor and a mapo tofu, and served them on the table along with the chef's soup and fish.
"Let's compare notes. Yours is typical Cantonese cuisine, and mine is Sichuan cuisine. Let's see if there's anything we can learn from each other."
Wen Zhichao only then realized that his wife was so angry this time that she even cooked for him herself. She seemed to be trying to crush others!
The young chef was also sweating, not only because he was hot from cooking, but also because he was nervous.
The young man would not believe that a person could open a restaurant in Guangzhou by relying on Sichuan cuisine, so he thought that the proprietress must be able to cook Cantonese cuisine as well. Not only can she cook Cantonese cuisine, but she can also cook Sichuan cuisine, which is even better than the chef himself!
After Xia Ruzheng urged him to eat two bites, the young man felt that his arrogance was really a joke. This proprietress was much more capable than him.
Xia Ruzheng tasted the young man's cooking without hesitation. To be honest, it was not bad. I guess this was the reason why the young man was so arrogant when he first entered the store.
Wen Zhichao looked at the chef he had hired, who was almost about to kneel down and sing "Conquer" to his wife (eh, what the hell), and guessed that this time it would definitely not work. He said, "Then let it be..."
Xia Ruzheng said, "Okay, that's it. The monthly salary is thirty, and you'll be responsible for taking customers' orders for lunch and dinner. You'll also have to help serve dishes, wash dishes, and cut vegetables. There will be gifts on holidays. Do you want to do it?"
Wen Zhichao looked at his wife in surprise. He was extremely surprised. His wife's temper was becoming more and more unpredictable!
What else could the young man say? The boss lady's cooking skills had already crushed him into slag. The boss lady didn't need to hire anyone at all. Although she was here to save the situation, she was not here to put out the fire.
"Fuck, boss lady, I'll do it!"
Xia Ruzheng nodded in satisfaction. "My rule here is that the probation period is one month, and the first month's salary is also thirty yuan. But if you don't perform well, I can fire you at any time. If you perform well, do your job well, and get along well with your colleagues, then I will keep you. Do you understand?"
The young man nodded hurriedly and wanted to kneel down to the Queen!
Du Juan and Hai Chao exchanged a glance, both of them looking pleased. They wanted to take advantage of the boss lady, but they were dreaming! The boss lady could conquer the world with just one spoon, could you guys do the same?
In fact, this is a story about the Queen finally breaking out.
With such a chef, Xia Ruzheng's life was indeed much more relaxed. He put a stool and a table at the door to collect money, and cracked melon seeds when he had nothing to do. Sometimes the tape store would send the latest tapes and radios for the boss's wife to listen to songs, and Xia Ruzheng began to gain weight.
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