"Brother, you've finally arrived." Dongfang Fuxing was waiting at the gate early in the morning, as if he had been waiting specifically for Wang Shouren.
This made Wang Shouren feel numb all over.
If this happened in later generations, given his status, he would absolutely not get involved in something like the food street.
But this was 1984, and the concept didn't exist yet; he was the first one.
When the higher-ups heard that he wanted to do this, they gave him their full support.
And so, he came to follow up in person.
"A high-ranking official like you is waiting here too? What, is someone even higher up coming to take a look?"
"No, I was just waiting for you, brother," Dongfang Fuxing said cheerfully.
"Get excited? That's not the time yet."
It's not too late to let the higher-ups take a look once it's operational.
"Wait for me? I'm just here to freeload, don't expect me to do much." Wang Shouren was shocked.
How can you be so shameless?
Are they addicted to getting ideas for free or something?
"Hahaha, you're joking, brother. Sisters-in-law, let's go!"
Upon hearing Dongfang Fuxing's words, the secretary behind him couldn't help but twitch his lips. In the entire capital, only this man dared to openly stroll around with two wives. There were others who had concubines before, but they all eventually left.
Many people are discussing this as a topic of conversation, saying that this person is really lucky. If it had been found out a few years earlier, who knows what kind of trouble they would have been in.
"Let's go, let's go. I'll just eat, I don't recommend it."
"Hahahaha, bro, as long as you can hold back."
"Pfft..." Qin Jingru couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Wang Shouren had one bad habit: he always liked to come up with ideas, and his ideas were often wildly imaginative.
He Yuzhu swore he had never seen such a novel interview in his life.
What's a chef's interview like? It's nothing more than cooking a few dishes for the interviewer to taste. To be honest, he's actually incredibly lazy at heart.
For so many years, I haven't been able to level up and I'm still stuck at level 6 chef (the highest level chef in the steel mill is level 6).
If it were anyone else, they would have been promoted to a different position long ago.
In later generations, He Yuzhu would be the kind of guy who can't step out of his comfort zone, but he still has a certain reputation in the culinary world of Beijing.
After all, this simpleton had previously studied at Fengzeyuan Restaurant and had some expertise in Shandong and Sichuan cuisine.
Coincidentally, the person who came to assess him today was his former senior.
"Zhu Zi? Well, we're old acquaintances. Your skills are good, you haven't fallen behind. But what's going on with you, kid? Haven't you gone back to see your master?" Li Huai frowned slightly, but he didn't seem to find fault with He Yuzhu's skills.
"Senior brother, I..." He Yuzhu scratched his head awkwardly.
Since He Daqing left, he had lost contact with those people from before. For some reason, he just didn't want to see anyone he and He Daqing knew together. However, compared to He Yuzhu in the original story, who was exploited and drained of his life by Qin Huairu, he was better off in that year. He couldn't find love, so he could only throw himself into his work to distract himself from his pain. Plus, he was naturally talented, so his cooking skills improved rapidly.
"Alright, don't explain to me. You're in your forties. After this is over, come with me to see the master." Li Huai waved his hand. Did he not know what kind of person He Yuzhu was? A simpleton, he must have run into some trouble. Before, they could barely take care of themselves, but now, the situation was much better, and besides, He Yuzhu's skills were indeed impressive now.
Li Huai then had the idea of rekindling their past relationship.
The woman sitting next to Li Huai said with a smile, "Master Li, you can't just give this chef a score because you know him."
"Don't worry, these are all jobs where skill speaks for itself. I won't joke around with my future." Li Huai immediately straightened his posture. He couldn't afford to offend the woman beside him. "The taste is perfect, it looks, smells, and tastes great. In terms of skill, she's even better than me."
Upon hearing Li Huai's words, Sha Zhu chuckled foolishly.
Liu Zhaodi immediately said shyly, "Senior brother, you flatter me."
Li Huai glanced at Liu Zhaodi and thought to himself, "Zhu Zi has found a good wife." But on the surface, he said, "To be honest, there's nothing wrong with saying it. It's a good thing that Zhu Zi hasn't fallen behind all these years. I give him a 4 out of 5."
"What does 4 points mean?" Liu Zhaodi paused for a moment, then said somewhat embarrassedly, "I'm sorry, senior brother, and this younger sister, we don't really understand the rules here. What happens after the scores are given?"
"After the scores are given, go to the next room. Someone there will explain everything to you in detail." The woman still had a smile on her face, but it seemed even wider.
That's novel.
Do we have to go to the next room?
However, Sha Zhu and Liu Zhaodi didn't ask any further questions. After thanking them profusely, they entered the next room. The next room also contained two people: one was a refined-looking man with glasses, resembling a scholar; the other was a capable-looking woman with short hair. After taking the note from He Yuzhu, the short-haired woman exclaimed "Whoa!"
"Four points, your skill is truly rare."
"Comrade, I don't really understand what this 'four points' thing is all about. Could you tell us?" Liu Zhaodi asked somewhat uneasily.
"Four points, according to the rating system, is enough to be a master chef. It's only level two skill, which is enough to qualify for state banquets. Originally, there was a five-point system, but the higher-ups thought about it and changed it, so the maximum is four points. Therefore, your score is considered full marks."
"Really? That's good, that's good."
He Yuzhu also smiled.
"Alright, the cooking skills are fine. Now, let's get to the next question. What kind of restaurant are you two planning to open?"
"Is there a difference?" He Yuzhu asked, somewhat puzzled. A restaurant is a restaurant. Smaller ones are called "guanzi" and larger ones are called "jiulou". What's the difference between the two?
“Of course there’s a reason for that.” The short-haired woman smiled. “What do you two think is the difference between a roadside eatery and a fancy restaurant?”
"Food at hole-in-the-wall restaurants is cheap." That's Liu Zhaodi's opinion.
"The food is better in big restaurants." This is He Yuzhu's opinion.
"So, do you two think that if you're eating at a fancy restaurant while staying at a hole-in-the-wall eatery, would you pay the price of a fancy restaurant?"
Liu Zhaodi and He Yuzhu exchanged a glance and shook their heads.
This isn't about taste... A hole-in-the-wall restaurant selling the taste of a fancy restaurant? Are you crazy?
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