After that, the business of the dining car was getting better and better. He prepared a total of 50 servings of [Yangchun noodles], and they were all sold out in less than two hours.
As for how much money he made, he didn't care at all. After packing up all the things and cleaning the area around the dining car, he hummed a little tune and rode his tricycle back to the hotel.
"Master Du, you're closing up so early? It looks like business is good."
The third cook in the hotel restaurant, whose surname is Wu, had dealt with Du Shaojie before. If it weren't for someone's help today, Du Shaojie would have to find a place outside to wash the vegetables.
[Yangchun noodles] are simple, but things like shallots also need to be washed.
Wu Jianfei was not busy at the moment. He was smoking outside the back door of the kitchen when he saw Du Shaojie riding over on a tricycle.
So he casually said hello.
"Thanks to you, business is good."
Du Shaojie parked the dining car and locked it.
"It seems that your cooking skills are not bad! By the way, Master Du, I am very curious. As a snack stand owner who lives in a hotel for a long time, what level of chef are you?"
Wu Jianfei is a second-level chef, 26 years old this year, and a local.
He is a very eloquent person, and he always speaks without restraint, often offending people without knowing it.
Even if Du Shaojie has a good temper, he still feels that the question asked by the other party is a bit abrupt.
Who stipulates that small vendors can't live in hotels? Of course, ordinary small vendors can't afford to live in hotels for a long time. It is normal for the other party to be curious, but it shouldn't be asked so bluntly.
"It is said that Chaoyang aunts are highly vigilant. If you ask me, the men in Beijing are not much less."
Du Shaojie smiled and continued, "I am a special second-level chef, Master Wu, you can't look down on people."
Wu Jianfei was still wondering what "Chaoyang aunts" meant, but he heard a sentence that shocked him.
The other party is a "special second-level chef"? I didn't hear it wrong.
He looked at Du Shaojie with some suspicion, but the other party nodded solemnly.
"Xiao Wu, come in quickly. You have been smoking for half an hour. It is really outrageous."
At this time, Wu Jianfei could not say anything else. There was a roar from the kitchen.
He was frightened. It was the head cook who called him. He ran back quickly. If he went back late, he might be hit on the head with a big spoon.
Du Shaojie had not eaten yet, and he was too lazy to go out at this time, so he simply went to the hotel restaurant. He ordered two dishes, a bowl of rice and a bottle of beer. He
ate and drank leisurely in the lobby, while Wu Jianfei was busy in the kitchen and told jokes.
The protagonist of the joke was naturally Du Shaojie. Wu Jianfei felt that he was bragging. How many such young special chefs can be found in the whole capital?
And they are special second-level chefs.
The head cook did not care at first. It is not illegal to brag, so he can brag if he wants.
But when he finished his work and went outside to smoke, he suddenly smelled the residual smell of the dining car. He is an old chef. Although he is only a first-class chef, he is knowledgeable and can feel the difference from the taste alone.
Could it be that this young man surnamed Du is not bragging?
The next day.
The head cook saw Du Shaojie who was washing ingredients outside the kitchen.
"Master Du, my name is Yue Qing, and I am the chef of our hotel restaurant."
Yue Qing first introduced himself, and then started chatting with Du Shaojie.
Unlike Wu Jianfei, he did not try to test the other person's background, but just talked to the other party about some cooking problems.
Du Shaojie made a few perfunctory remarks, but stunned Yue Qing.
They are all experts. Although they have not started yet, their understanding of cooking has exceeded his imagination.
Wu Jianfei, that fool, dared to say that he was bragging?
"Master Yue, I can't talk to you anymore. I have to go to the stall later."
Du Shaojie didn't care what Wu Jianfei thought, nor did he care about Yue Qing's purpose. He went out to set up the stall purely because he was itching to do it, and also to kill time.
His mentality was not understood by others, and he didn't want to explain it.
"Okay, you go ahead and we'll talk when we have time."
Yue Qing was not familiar with Du Shaojie after all, so he stopped talking when he heard him say that.
After Du Shaojie finished his work, he rode his tricycle to the stall slowly. He had just the right time to set up the food truck and do some preparations before he could start selling.
However, today's customers came earlier than yesterday, and before he finished his work, a line formed in front of the food truck.
"Is this [Yangchun Noodles] really as good as they say?"
"I don't know, so I came to try it."
"It's really delicious. I ate a bowl yesterday and I want to eat it again today."
Amid everyone's discussions, Du Shaojie made preparations and said, "It's ready now. How many bowls do you want, classmate in front?"
"Give me three bowls."
Du Shaojie started to cook noodles, and several small tables were soon filled with people.
There was no way, the conditions were like this, and the customers in line behind had to wait until the people in front had finished eating before they could have a place to eat.
The soup noodles are hot, you can't just hold them in your hands and eat them, right?
The waiting process also prolonged the dining time, otherwise 50 servings of [Yangchun noodles] might be sold out in half an hour.
"Sorry, they are all sold out. Students who want to eat, please come early tomorrow."
There are still many people in the queue, and Du Shaojie can only apologize to everyone.
He didn't come to make money, he just wanted to kill time, so he wouldn't make himself too tired.
Some people came because they heard about other people's propaganda. At first, they had a nonchalant attitude, but they didn't get to eat after queuing for a long time, and they suddenly felt unbalanced.
"I don't believe it. I'll come 20 minutes earlier tomorrow to see how delicious his [Yangchun noodles] are."
"That's right, that's right. Boss, can you prepare more tomorrow? How many people can eat so little?"
Du Shaojie smiled and said nothing when he heard these words.
It's not impossible to increase the quantity, but the key is that he doesn't have a place to process the ingredients in advance, and it's not hygienic to operate in the open air.
[Ding! 】
【Task: Use the dining car to sell 100 servings of plain noodles every day for a week, and achieve rave reviews. 】
【Reward: 5,000 exchange points, authentic (Jiangnan Baihua Chicken) recipe. 】
Du Shaojie was packing up the dining car when a new task came unexpectedly.
This time the task was not complicated, and there was no penalty for failure, but Du Shaojie's eyes suddenly lit up.
It was not because of the 5,000 exchange points reward, but because of the authentic [Jiangnan Baihua Chicken] recipe. This dish belongs to Cantonese cuisine, and its recipe is complicated and difficult, and the cost is high. Currently, few people can make it.
It can be said that it is almost lost.
Even the authentic recipe of this dish was not included in the simulation scene, but now it was taken out as a task reward, and he was excited all of a sudden.
This task must be completed!
Back to the hotel, it was still early, and it only took 1 hour to sell all 50 servings of [Yangchun Noodles].
When parking, Du Shaojie met Yue Qing again.
"Master Du, so early?"
"Yeah, there aren't many ingredients prepared, and they will be sold out in a short while."
Du Shaojie saw that the other party was trying to get closer to him, and he couldn't help but feel moved.
Starting from tomorrow, he needs to set up a stall near the Normal University to sell [Yangchun noodles] for a week, 100 servings a day. It would be great if the hotel restaurant could provide him with more convenience.
Putting aside other things, can the soup stock be arranged?
In view of the fact that the task has a requirement of "rave reviews", he dare not be careless. It is best to use the soup stock to make the soup base of [Yangchun noodles], which will taste better.
"Prepare more, the business is so good, don't worry about leftovers."
Yue Qing walked closer, took out a pack of cigarettes, took out two, and handed one to Du Shaojie.
Du Shaojie waved his hand and said, "I don't smoke, thank you! Master Yue, it's not that I don't want to prepare more, I'm just a guest appearance, how can I prepare the ingredients in advance?"
"Haha, isn't this easy to do? I'll say hello to the leader later, and you can come to our kitchen to prepare the ingredients tomorrow, right? But I also have a condition, I hope you can take the time to teach us a few tricks."
Yue Qing felt like a pillow when he heard it.
Through the previous chat with Du Shaojie, he felt that the other party's cooking skills should be very good, at least much better than his own.
The hotel is not a high-end hotel, so the overall hotel restaurant is just like that, neither high nor low.
Yue Qing took the opportunity to sell it well, and then invited him to take the time to do a demonstration for the kitchen staff in the kitchen, which may be a test of teaching.
"Okay, it's better to do it on the same day. I don't have anything to do now. If it's convenient, I will show my ugliness."
Du Shaojie nodded repeatedly. Whether Yue Qing was willing to provide him with convenience or he went to the restaurant to do a few demonstrations, it was a small matter.
Seeing that the place was so straightforward, Yue Qing immediately threw away the half-smoked cigarette butt in his hand and said, "Then please!"
Afterwards, Du Shaojie went to wash his hands, and Yue Qing gave him a clean chef's uniform to change into, and the two walked into the kitchen.
"Master Du, why are you here?"
Wu Jianfei saw Du Shaojie and couldn't help being stunned for a moment.
Then he suddenly widened his eyes. Did the other party want to show off his skills? This is bad. I said yesterday that the other party was bragging. Is he going to be slapped in the face today?
Most of the people in the kitchen knew the "joke" Wu Jianfei told, and now, they were all excited, waiting to see Wu Jianfei's own joke.
"Everyone, let me tell you something. Master Du is a top chef. I spent a lot of time talking to him to give us a demonstration. Wu Jianfei, after you finish cooking this dish, give the workstation to Master Du."
Yue Qing is the absolute authority in the kitchen, and he has the final say.
How dare Wu Jianfei say no? He quickly finished the work at hand and stepped aside.
Someone handed Du Shaojie an order sheet. There weren't many dishes on it, only three, namely [Beijing-style marinated pork shreds], [Stir-fried lamb tripe], and [Kung Pao chicken].
He knew how to cook all these dishes. They weren't difficult dishes, so he could cook them easily.
The ingredients and side dishes were all ready, so Du Shaojie started heating the pan.
For the first dish, he chose [Stir-fried lamb tripe].
This dish required quick stir-frying, with enough heat in the pan, and it had to be stir-fried thoroughly so that all the flavors could blend into the ingredients. (End of this chapter)
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