Chapter 95 Promotion The "Four Stove"
stall owner and the middle-aged woman were arguing happily. The woman held up the meat in her hand for the people around her to see. Some said it was rice pork, some said it was not, and the scene became even more chaotic.
Perhaps it was a professional habit, since he had already squeezed in, Du Shaojie also took a closer look.
"This is definitely not rice pork!"
He immediately had the answer and shouted.
"You say it's not, so it's not? What do you do?"
The middle-aged woman also got angry at this time and directly confronted Du Shaojie.
"Hey, how can you talk like that? Didn't you ask everyone to help judge? It seems that the truth is only on your side, right?"
Su Dapeng was unwilling and got ready to quarrel.
Du Shaojie pulled him and said,
"Auntie, please don't be anxious. Listen to me. Rice pork is the egg of pork tapeworm on the pig. It looks like a cyst the size of a grain of rice, hence the name.
Look at this piece of meat again. First of all, the color of the meat is brighter, while rice pork looks darker. Secondly, some of the cysts on it are obviously lymphatic tissue, not what you think."
Food identification is the basic skill of an excellent chef. After so much study and practice, Du Shaojie can tell whether it is rice pork at a glance.
Seeing that he was speaking in an orderly manner, everyone basically accepted his statement.
"Lymphatic tissue is not good either. Change me a piece of meat. I'm too lazy to argue with you anymore."
Seeing this, the middle-aged woman knew that she was in the wrong, so she stopped targeting Du Shaojie.
But she couldn't get off the stage just like that, so she asked to change the meat.
"Change it, but you can't talk nonsense anymore."
The stall owner didn't want to continue arguing. Arguing would definitely affect his business and it would not be cost-effective.
He then exchanged a piece of meat for the other party, and the middle-aged woman also paid the difference, and then left in a hurry. The onlookers also dispersed one after another, and Du Shaojie and Su Dapeng also planned to leave.
"Young man, thanks to you today! Didn't you just ask the price of pork? I'll cut you which piece you like, and it's 80 cents per kilogram."
The stall owner recognized Du Shaojie. The young man was tall and strong, and his appearance was also handsome, and it was easy for people to remember him.
The other party had just helped him out of the predicament, and he felt that he should show some appreciation, so he decided to sell some pork to the other party at cost price.
"No, thank you!"
Du Shaojie didn't need meat now, so there was no need to take advantage of this.
"No, if you don't want it, I will. I'm with him, give me two kilograms of meat."
Su Dapeng was not happy. Nowadays, no one has enough meat coupons. If you can find pork with a price similar to that of the butcher shop, it would be a pity not to buy some and take it back.
The stall owner glanced at Du Shaojie, and when he saw that he nodded, he cut two kilograms of meat for him according to Su Dapeng's request.
Su Dapeng paid the money, took out a cigarette box from his pocket, and rolled a cigarette with the stall owner. After a few words, they became friends.
This amazed Du Shaojie. He felt that his social skills were okay, but compared with Su Dapeng, they were a little bit inferior. If it were in the future, Su Dapeng would definitely be suitable for sales, and he would definitely be a "sales champion".
Back to Chunfeng Lane, the two went back to their homes.
The next day.
When Du Shaojie went to work at the restaurant, many people looked at him with strange eyes.
"Xiao Du, congratulations. Not only did you successfully get the third-level chef certificate, but you also got the first place in the exam."
It was Dong Jun who broke the atmosphere and took the lead in congratulating Du Shaojie.
Others immediately began to applaud, which also showed that most people still recognized Du Shaojie.
"Thank you, Master Dong! Thank you everyone!"
Du Shaojie smiled and clasped his fists to everyone, feeling very happy.
At this time, Zhong Fuxiang came in, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "You are good! Now I have something to announce. Due to Xiao Du's outstanding performance during this period, with the approval of the leaders, it has been decided to transfer him to the position of the kitchen head."
After Du Shaojie came to Xijiang Hotel, he successively experienced the two positions of "chopping board" and "cooking table". After Zhong Fuxiang's announcement, he became the "fourth kitchen" of the hotel.
The scene was suddenly silent. The people who had just fully released their goodwill to Du Shaojie, especially the young chefs, could not help but feel mixed emotions.
A little envious, a little jealous, and a little convinced, in short, the mood was very complicated.
"Thank you for the trust of the leader! Thank you for Master Zhong's teaching! I will definitely do a good job in the new position."
Du Shaojie had to say that this was an attitude problem and must not be sloppy.
Zhong Fuxiang nodded and motioned everyone to go to work.
Until noon, everyone's expressions were very serious, and their hands kept moving, as if they were competing with themselves.
Zhong Fuxiang found that most people's labor efficiency was very high today, and they all showed their strongest side.
That's right, Cao Dachuan and he hoped to see this situation.
Du Shaojie then discovered that the fourth stove was mainly responsible for stir-frying and cold dishes, such as green vegetables, hot and sour potato shreds, stir-fried pork with peppers, cold mixed three shreds and so on.
He didn't care, even if it was a simple "stir-fried Chinese cabbage", he would try his best to do the best.
Xijiang Hotel has its own raw material supply channels. Even in the severe winter season, there is no shortage of vegetables, but there are fewer varieties than in summer.
Therefore, he was quite busy at noon and in the evening.
Zhong Fuxiang checked behind him several times during this period, and seeing that the other party's level of performance was still stable, he stopped worrying about things here.
At the end of the day, Du Shaojie fried the dish "Hot and Sour Potato Shreds" no less than 20 times. At a certain moment, perhaps because of a blessing in his heart, he suddenly had a new understanding of this dish.
The [Sour and Spicy Shredded Potatoes] cooked this time were slightly different from usual ones, and the texture and taste seemed to have improved.
Dinner time was very busy, and he had no time to check it, so he decided to wait until night.
Every night was when he counted the harvest of the day, and it had become a habit.
When Du Shaojie got home from work,
he found that there were guests at home. The visitor was Aunt Wu, an old neighbor who lived not far away. When he entered the door, Wang Yuxiu was just about to send the guest out.
Du Shaojie greeted Aunt Wu, who responded and walked out of the yard carrying a large plastic pot.
Wang Yuxiu sent Aunt Wu away, closed the door, and then said mysteriously: "Son, I sold her the excess cooking oil in our house."
Du Shaojie shook his head and said helplessly: "Mom, I was joking that day, did you take it seriously? Cooking oil can be stored for a long time and will not go bad."
"I have kept enough, and I guarantee that there will be no shortage of oil at home during the New Year."
Wang Yuxiu was quite proud. Whenever anyone asked, she would say that it was distributed by her son's unit and he couldn't finish it, so he sold some.
However, there is indeed a lot of cooking oil at home. Du Shaojie didn't count the prizes he took out, and there were also those distributed by the farm, bought in the regiment, and purchased in fixed quantities, etc.
But this thing really can't be sold for much money. It's okay once or twice occasionally, but it will attract attention if it happens too many times.
"Mom, don't sell things from home casually in the future. Even if you want to sell, you have to let me know in advance, okay? Let's go in first, it's cold outside."
Du Shaojie smiled and explained, and Wang Yuxiu nodded frequently.
She sold a total of ten kilograms of cooking oil to the other party today. The current price of cooking oil in the grain store is 1.62 yuan per kilogram, and it is 2 yuan (per kilogram) when sold outside. Many people are scrambling to buy it.
After entering the house, he washed his hands first, and then Du Shaojie checked the homework of his two sisters.
Xiaomei and Xiaoya's academic performance is currently at the forefront of the class, thanks to Qi Yan and Liang Meiqin's long-term tutoring.
Tomorrow is Saturday, Qi Yan should be back, and he plans to go see her.
Before going to bed, Du Shaojie checked his gains today as usual.
[Bound Chef: Du Shaojie]
[Level: First-class Worker]
[Current Works: Stir-fried Pork with Green Peppers, Spicy Shredded Potatoes]
[Overall Rating: Low, Medium]
[Bonus: Hotel Management Tutorial (Fourteen) (Fifteen)]
[Reward: Pork Fat (6 kg), Simulation Training Duration (60 hours)]
[Special Reward: None]
[Duration: 103 hours\850 hours]
Today's harvest is very good. The [Spicy Shredded Potatoes] that he has made countless times has received an overall rating of "medium", and the ordinary [Stir-fried Pork with Green Peppers] has also received an overall rating of [Low].
This filled him with energy, and he began to aim at the next Level 2 Chef exam.
"I have to wait for two more years! I must take down the Level 2 Chef in two years!"
Then, Du Shaojie entered the simulation training scene and began to practice pork offal dishes. Including but not limited to [Stir-fried Kidney Flowers], [Stir-fried Liver Tips], [Stir-fried Kidney and Liver], [Sour Cabbage and Pork Intestines], etc.
He plans to focus on practicing this type of dishes in the near future.
Unconsciously, he stayed in the simulation training scene for 13 hours, and only withdrew when he was exhausted.
[Duration: 90 hours\850 hours]
In the next two days.
Du Shaojie performed well at work and was considered to have established his position as the "four stoves".
Saturday.
After work, Du Shaojie went directly to Qi Yan's house.
After knocking on the door a few times, Qi Yan came out of the house and was quite surprised to see Du Shaojie: "Shaojie? How come you, a busy man, have time to come to me?"
"Look at what you said, you only come back once a week, and I came to see you as soon as the weekend came."
The two walked into the house while talking.
"Where are the uncle and aunt?"
There was no one in the room. Du Shaojie took off his schoolbag and put it aside, and asked with a smile.
"They went to visit and will be back soon. Shaojie, please sit down first, I'll make you a cup of tea."
Qi Yan shook the thermos and found that it was empty, so she went to the kitchen to get a pot of water and put it on the stove next to the fire wall.
At this time of year, every household has already started to light the fireplace, and the whole city has not yet implemented centralized heating. Units with the conditions burn their own boilers, while residential areas like Chunfeng Lane have to burn firewood for heating.
Qi Yan then chatted about work, and when the water boiled, she went to make a cup of jasmine tea for Du Shaojie.
"The program rehearsed by the propaganda team has won several awards, but I don't intend to invest too much energy in literature and art, so I went to the principal and said that I don't want to lead the propaganda team next semester."
Qi Yan didn't look as depressed as before, and her tone and expression were very flat.
But Du Shaojie knew her very well, and knew that the more the other party was like this, it meant that her patience was running out.
(End of this chapter)
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