Half-hugged by Ling Ran, he stepped into the restaurant and saw the proprietress standing behind the counter facing the door with a smile on her face. Zhou Xiang also smiled. "Dear proprietress, I haven't seen you for a long time and I miss you so much!"
Zhao Yun quickly walked out from behind the counter and greeted Zhou Xiang and the others, "Ms. Zhou, Mr. Ling, welcome."
Ling Ran hummed calmly, and Zhou Xiang chuckled, "Boss lady?"
Zhao Yun nodded, "This restaurant is contracted by my wife and I."
"Oh, it looks good, but the place seems a little small!"
"Yes! There are five private rooms on the south side, and the hall on the north side can accommodate eight tables."
Zhou Xiang nodded. "Oh, we can only handle 13 tables? This winery is a large company. There must be more than 130 guests coming today, right? Principal Ji is currently working at No. 1 Middle School, and there are many teachers and staff. How should we arrange it?"
As early as when she received Zhou Xiang's call, Zhao Yun knew that today's event could no longer be arranged as a buffet, so she immediately found her brother-in-law and asked him to help rent the large conference room of the bank opposite.
They also borrowed tables and chairs, as well as chefs, from the company's other two restaurants. "Don't worry, Miss Zhou. Today's banquet will be held in the large conference room of the bank across the street."
During the call, Zhou Xiang, not knowing that it was the proprietress, admired the aunt's ability to adapt to the situation.
Now, after hearing what the proprietress said, I sincerely admire her and the boss for making the Sijiqing Hotel one of the most famous hotels in Huai County. With just one phone call, they spared no manpower and resources to turn this originally low-class buffet into a formal wedding banquet.
"Well! Very good. Since we have accepted this, we must do our best to make it perfect. Otherwise, a good wedding banquet will become a buffet in the countryside because there are not enough seats. It's really low-class."
"Yes, yes, Miss Zhou is right." Zhao Yun nodded in agreement.
"Come to think of it, you're not far from the winery! Why did Principal Ji choose to have the wedding banquet here when it's so far away? I guess your chefs are really good at cooking, right?"
Zhao Yun accepted this reason with a clear conscience, "Miss Zhou, you've hit the nail on the head. Chef Zhu from our restaurant is a level three chef!"
"Is that so? Then I'd like to see this chef's style in action."
Zhou Xiang made this request, and Zhao Yun was eager to do so. "Okay, I'll take you two to visit the kitchen."
"Thanks!"
"You're welcome."
Yu Si could only stare blankly. At home, Zhou Xiang was snatched away by her in-laws, and now at the restaurant, the boss's wife got there first. Why was she always one step behind others?
Beyond the north hall is the kitchen, which still uses anthracite stoves. At the head of each of the two rows of stoves stands a burly chef.
Zhou Xiang knew Master Zhu, an elderly, overly praised chef, a Level 3 chef! Currently, the best chef in Huai County was a Level 2 chef, also at the catering company.
However, Master Zhu was hired by Zhao Yun and his wife with a high salary. They were worried that he would change jobs, so Zhao Yun's daily task was to curry favor with Master Zhu and keep him stable. This made Master Zhu's temper increasingly arrogant. He often spoke in a choking way and often lost his temper and found fault with the kitchen workers, dishwashers and handymen.
The other chef, Master Yan, is younger. Perhaps because chefs are the only technical talents in a catering service company, he also has a hot temper and orders everyone in the kitchen what to do.
At this moment, Zhao Yun accompanied Zhou Xiang into the kitchen. Master Zhu and Master Yan, who always hated outsiders entering the kitchen, smiled brightly, "Miss Zhou is here?"
How rare is that? In his previous life, Zhou Xiang often heard: "Back there, it's time to clean up the stove!"
As a novice, how could she know that cleaning the kitchen stove was the chef's job? Moreover, the dishwasher in this restaurant not only washed dishes full-time, but also helped wash vegetables and wait staff in their free time. She was an all-round talent.
When meal time is over, the guests have left, and the waiters have finished their work, there are piles of dishes and chopsticks, but there are no waiters, handymen or waiters to help. Only the handymen who are fed up with the situation help to rinse the washed dishes in the sink with clean water and take them out.
Seeing that his wife was a little absent-minded, Ling Ran changed from hugging her to holding her hand.
Zhou Xiang came to her senses and realized that this restaurant carried the helplessness and sadness of the 19 most important years of her life from the age of 19 to 38 in her previous life. If she had not resolutely taken unpaid leave and left Huai County after her divorce, she might still be standing by the sink washing countless greasy dishes until her retirement.
"I heard there's a Level 3 chef here. I came to observe him in action. I hope I didn't disturb your work."
"Don't disturb me, don't disturb me." Master Yan answered first.
Zhao Yun pointed at the chubby chef in his fifties facing them and said, "This is our restaurant's third-level chef, Chef Zhu."
Zhou Xiang nodded slightly to Master Zhu, "Master Zhu."
Master Zhu wrinkled his fat face with a smile, "Miss Zhou, welcome to visit our kitchen."
"I'm just curious about what the restaurant kitchen is like. After all, you're usually not allowed to enter the kitchen of a restaurant."
Master Zhu didn't know how to respond to this. He also didn't like customers entering the kitchen at will, okay?
Zhao Yun quickly tried to ease the atmosphere. "The younger one is Master Yan. The two standing by the three stoves on the inner side of the stove are also our catering company's master chefs, Master Zhang and Master Cheng. They're here to help with the cooking today."
"Hello, Masters!"
Master Zhang and Master Cheng smiled and nodded, "Hello, Miss Zhou!"
"Okay, everyone, where does that door lead to?"
Zhou Xiang pretended to have just seen the back door of the kitchen and pointed to the door that she had entered and exited countless times.
Zhao Yun and the four masters were all stunned. Behind that door was the dirtiest, messiest and smelliest place in the restaurant.
"Why? There's no light behind that door?"
Zhao Yun regained consciousness. "Yes, yes, yes. A restaurant is a place for eating. How can there be a place that cannot be exposed to the sun? It's almost dinner time, Miss Zhou, do you want to go and take your seat first?"
Zhou Xiang shook his head. "The door is just a few steps away. Since there's light, I'll take a look. After all, I might not have this opportunity again."
After saying that, Zhou Xiang walked over and pushed open the door without waiting for everyone's reaction.
Behind the door, there was still the gray, rough, and perpetually damp cement floor. On the two-meter-long cement platform, there was an 80-centimeter pool. To the right of the pool was an inverted water tank. On the upward bottom of the water tank was a red plastic basin. On the ground next to the water tank was a bag of low-quality laundry detergent.
Further to the right is a shelf for stacking washed dishes. To the right of the shelf is an extra-large refrigerator. To the right of the refrigerator are a bunch of miscellaneous items. Tables and chairs that are not usually used in the hall are also stacked inside.
Looking at the red plastic basin, Zhou Xiang seemed to see the man bending over every day to wash the endless dishes. After washing the dishes used by the guests, there were still dishes used by his own employees. Therefore, the first thing he did when he went to work every time was to wash the dishes after the previous meal.
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