From the time Jiang Ziming boarded the ship until now, in less than a day, it can be said that he has undergone obvious changes. First of all, at least he can control his own emotions now, unlike the decadent look who didn't care about anything when we first met.
Another thing is that he has been cooking for several years, but now he can cook a large table of dishes. This is a very obvious improvement.
"Brother Ziming, I believe you also know what my purpose is." Zheng Gan said leisurely after lighting a cigarette.
Jiang Ziming nodded. He was just depressed and had lost his goal, but he was not a fool. He knew it when Zheng Gan and the others went to his house.
"I am just an ordinary person. At most, I am luckier than others, so I have achieved a little bit of success. But I have never forgotten that I am an ordinary person." Zheng Gan rarely spoke the truth. One of the things he did very well was that he always had self-knowledge.
I have never become arrogant just because I got the map plug-in. I still live the same life as ordinary people. At most, the quality of my life has improved a lot.
"My main goal in making money before was to achieve financial freedom and give my family a good life. But recently I've discovered that some things are just enjoyable. I haven't been fishing or sailing for a month, and I felt a little sad. But once I'm on the boat, that energy and spirit comes back."
"This is actually similar to your cooking skills. If you like it, then you like it. If you can still think about doing it without the pressure of life, then it means you like it from the bottom of your heart. I talked so much with Brother Ziming today, not entirely because I want to hire you to help me. Think about it carefully. If you want to come out and play with me in the future, feel free to call me."
Zheng Gan threw away the cigarette butt, and without giving Jiang Ziming a chance to answer, he turned around, picked up the fishing rod and went to play.
"Passion?" Jiang Ziming was completely stunned, the words Zheng Gan had just said constantly playing in his mind. "Yes, it is passion. I have loved cooking since I was a child, that's why I pestered my father to teach me. By the time I was thirty, my cooking skills had finally become quite good. But a single failure in a competition made me give up my childhood love."
Jia Teng saw Jiang Ziming's situation from the other side and was a little worried. He was about to go forward to check the situation, but was stopped by Zheng Gan.
"Uncle Teng, let Brother Ziming think about it himself. As long as he can figure it out this time, there will be no problem."
To put it bluntly, Jiang Ziming's situation is that he cannot accept his own failure, but as long as this can be overcome, things will definitely become the same as before, or maybe even better.
In fact, this is like a cultivator encountering an inner demon. As long as he overcomes the inner demon, his cultivation can basically be improved.
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The next morning, Zheng Gan, who was still sleeping, was suddenly woken up by a loud noise. He immediately got angry and walked out of the cabin with a messy hair, angrily saying,
"So are you crazy so early in the morning? What are you doing? Can't you let me sleep well?"
Everyone was on deck, gathered around a table, apparently eating something.
Before anyone could say anything, Jiang Ziming came out of the kitchen carrying a large bowl. Upon seeing Zheng Gan, he smiled and said hello, "Are you awake, Agan? Come have breakfast! I made some seafood porridge for you to try."
Zheng Gan rubbed his eyes when he heard this, then slapped himself again. He realized that he was not dreaming, and his whole body was numb. Then he asked in shock,
"No, Brother Ziming? What's going on with you?"
"Isn't this what you told me last night? I've figured it out, so I couldn't wait to get up this morning and make some breakfast for everyone." Jiang Ziming said with a smile, and he didn't look as decadent as before.
"What you said last night?" Zheng Gan felt even more confused. To be honest, although what he said did make sense, it was mostly his inner thoughts. In fact, there was still a bit of pretense, but he didn't expect that he could really make sense.
"Yes, come and try the porridge I made, otherwise they will grab it all. After dinner, let's discuss the business of your restaurant." Jiang Ziming put the seafood porridge on the table.
Just as he said, this group of animals didn't care how hot the seafood porridge was and started to grab it. Lin Hao almost poured it into his mouth.
When Zheng Gan saw this, he quickly put the matter aside and quickly joined the crowd scrambling for food. Otherwise, there would probably not even be a speck of oil left on the plate.
Zheng Gan, who was half full, smacked his lips, feeling a little unsatisfied. He lit a cigarette and found a deserted place to chat with Jiang Ziming.
"Agan, my senior brother has told me the details of your restaurant. I have no problem being the head chef, but I have conditions," Jiang Ziming said.
Zheng Gan nodded. He didn't have any other thoughts. "Do you think you can get them to work for you for free after you've enlightened them?" "What are you daydreaming about?"
"Brother Ziming, just tell me. Whether it's about salary or anything else, it's easy to talk about."
Jiang Ziming shook his head. "I don't really have any big demands on money. A normal amount is fine. But there's one thing you must do as I say. Otherwise, I'll just owe you a favor."
"But it's okay."
"That is, I hope that all the ingredients used in your restaurant in the future must be fresh, and there must be as few problems as possible. Those high-end ingredients cannot have any problems at all, and must be absolutely fresh."
After Jiang Ziming stated the conditions, there was a glint of hope in his eyes. In fact, he was very grateful to Zheng Gan in his heart, so he also hoped to work with Zheng Gan. However, he lost the previous competition because of the lack of ingredients. Even though he has come out of it now, he still has this requirement.
Moreover, he used to be a chef in a restaurant, so he was naturally very familiar with the ins and outs of the kitchen. He also knew that if all the ingredients were prepared according to his standards, the cost would definitely increase a lot.
Sure enough, Zheng Gan frowned after hearing this condition. Although he had never worked in the catering industry before, he still knew some basic common sense.
Does that mean that if I buy fresh beef today and don't use it all today, I can't put it in the refrigerator? That would be a huge waste, and the cost would increase significantly.
But he also needs to make money by opening a restaurant, but it is too difficult to find a master of Shandong cuisine like Jiang Ziming, so he is quite conflicted.
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