The atmosphere in the kitchen became stagnant for a moment.
The rich aroma of rice porridge wafts from the wok.
The sound of "gurgling" cooking is very regular.
Fu Yu looked at Zhao Meng through the hazy heat.
Zhao Meng also looked back.
Eyes facing each other.
Fu Yu: Chef Zhao?
Zhao Menghu's eyes widened and he winked desperately: Look at my hair! Look at the pot! Confused! !
Fu Yu was reminded, and then he remembered that he had forgotten to show off and stir!
You really can’t be careless!
Because he knew that the bottom of the wok would not burn and that no matter how the heat was adjusted, the heating temperature in the pot would remain at the optimal state, so he neglected it.
Fu Yu hurriedly tried to make amends.
He took a wooden spatula and began to stir in the two spatulas in turn.
Zhao Meng breathed a sigh of relief sincerely.
Judging from Fu Yu's stirring posture, there should be no paste at the bottom.
What a blessing!
Bring to a simmer.
After about ten minutes, Fu Yu poured the prepared seafood into two pots.
He cuts the material very quickly.
Others didn't see anything interesting, but Yao Shi's eyes lit up.
It's not because Fu Yu has fast hands.
It's not because there was no splash of rice soup when the seafood was poured into the pot, which shows that Fu Yu's technique is very stable.
It was because he discovered that when Fu Yu was cutting materials, all the materials were distributed in equal amounts.
He was even sure that the amount of seafood added to the two woks was exactly the same, and even the number of pieces was equal.
Only by practicing this technique all year round, practice makes perfect, can it appear casual but actually be precise.
However, Zhao Meng and Gu Yunwu were not aware of this brilliant detail.
Because the process of cooking seafood porridge is very familiar to them.
Cook rice and add seafood.
After the seafood is cut and cleaned, they are piled together directly. Anyway, they are put into the pot to cook at the same time. No one will deliberately place them separately by category.
The seafood cut up by Fu Yu was also piled together randomly.
But when cutting the ingredients, he subconsciously followed the guidance of the green line, cut all the seafood into two parts very quickly, and accurately added them to the two woks.
Yao Shi nodded appreciatively.
Zhao Meng felt relieved. Fortunately, nothing happened.
As soon as the seafood comes out of the pot, its unique aroma suddenly spreads out.
"Hey! What are you doing? It smells so good!"
Yao Shi and others turned around when they heard the sound, saw clearly who was coming, and greeted each other: "Boss!"
Dong Juntian is in his early forties. He is not tall and thin, but has a round beer belly.
"Oh, everyone has been busy for a long time and is a little hungry. I asked someone to make some seafood porridge for a midnight snack." Yao Shi stepped forward and asked with a smile: "Boss, have you eaten? Do you want to join us?"
Dong Juntian sniffed: "I did eat it, but it smells really good, so please bring me a portion!"
While talking, Dong Juntian walked a few steps inside, and was surprised to find that the person standing in front of the stove making porridge was a young man.
The home chef, two chefs, and a few outside workers were standing around and watching, with no intention of helping the cook.
This is the assessment site?
Dong Juntian remembered that Yao Shi had mentioned to him a while ago about allocating two quotas for the chef to become a full-time employee.
In fact, Dong Juntian has always been in charge of the management of hotel personnel.
For example, if there is a shortage of waiters or in the kitchen, how many people should be hired? He decides on the number of people.
As for which waiter or kitchen worker had outstanding performance and was promoted or promoted, he always let Yao Shi communicate with the hotel manager about these matters.
When you come over and say hello to him when you make a decision, he will basically agree.
After all, he rarely interacts with grassroots staff. To be honest, the heads of various departments must know the people under them better.
Thinking of this, Dong Juntian raised his head and looked at the young chef who was standing in front of the stove.
At first glance, his profile looks handsome and a bit familiar.
Oh, I remembered it.
This little worker’s name is Fu Yu.
When he came for the interview, the financial accountant Xin Li told him that there was a new handsome guy in the kitchen.
Curious for a moment, he went over to take a look.
The young man is quite energetic. He has just graduated from a chef school. He has a green face and average clothes. He doesn't have much temperament, but his face is better.
Now standing in front of the stove wearing a chef's uniform, he looks much more elegant.
There were two pots placed on the stove at the same time, and they were steaming hot. They must be cooking porridge.
Make porridge?
Why does this pot look like a wok?
Dong Juntian turned to look at Yao Shi and asked seriously: "Hey, why do you still use a wok?"
Yao Shizheng secretly regretted it.
He originally wanted to use the seafood porridge to give Fu Yu a good beating. After all, he planned to recruit Fu Yu to the music restaurant in the future.
But he never expected Dong Juntian to come suddenly.
Dong Juntian was also a cook at that time. Although the restaurant was passed down from his father's generation, he had some attainments in cooking skills.
Now that I saw Fu Yu actually cooking porridge in a wok, if nothing else, the matter of becoming a regular employee was basically in vain.
Yao Shi glanced at Zhao Meng subconsciously.
Sure enough, Zhao Meng's face looked ugly.
Except for today's incident, Fu Yu's usual performance is quite good.
After all, if Fu Yu wasn't good, Zhao Meng wouldn't value him so much.
Now the boss is here, Fu Yu uses a wok to cook porridge in front of the boss...
Zhao Meng quickly exchanged glances with Yao Shi.
Yao Shi explained: "Oh, the previous customer placed the order in a hurry. 80 seafood porridge sets must be delivered to the central square before the time limit of ten o'clock. The kitchen did not have time to cook, so in a hurry, he could only use the wok temporarily. It’s a big deal.”
When Yao Shi said this, he took the matter on himself.
Sure enough, Dong Juntian's face softened a little, but he still said with disapproval: "No matter what, we can't fool customers in terms of taste and quality. Pay attention next time."
Yao Shi felt relieved, knowing that this matter was over.
At this time, Fu Yu had already opened the lid of the pot, added some salt and pepper, and finally sprinkled with shredded ginger and chopped green onion, and started to serve the porridge.
Ordinary round mouth porcelain bowl.
Fu Yu habitually serves porridge according to the instructions of the green line.
Three spoons of rice porridge, two pieces of shrimp meat, one piece of crab, two pieces of herring, and three pieces of squid.
When the wooden spoon rises and falls, all the ingredients are evenly distributed and placed in equal amounts in the porcelain bowl.
Several porcelain bowls are placed side by side.
If you look closely, you will find that several bowls of porridge are almost exactly the same, both in terms of the height of the rice soup and the angle and quantity of shrimp, crab and other seafood floating in the porridge.
Accompanied by the boss and the head chef, the workers were not in the mood to appreciate the presentation of the seafood porridge.
Yao Shi, on the other hand, looked at the bowls of porridge placed side by side on the kitchen table, with a look of surprise on his face that could not be concealed.
This porridge is rich and exquisite!
Dong Juntian also walked closer, stretched his head and looked at several bowls of porridge, and the expression on his face became more relaxed.
"This little chef's skills are pretty good!...Hey, Yao Shi, look at his serving plate, the angle of the crab shells, and these pieces of seafood. This is how he captures all the essence in a bowl of porridge. It’s exposed, but... it’s obviously full, but it doesn’t make people feel deliberate. Is this something you specially trained for? It’s an improvement, it’s much better than the previous serving!”
"You must continue to maintain it in the future, this is good!"
Yao Shi was stunned for a moment when he heard Dong Juntian's praise.
This is to attribute the credit to him. Do you think he specially prescribed the porridge serving technique for training?
Yao Shi suddenly felt brighter on his face: "Okay, boss, but this is all due to their own efforts and high cooperation."
He turned around and glanced at Fu Yu, his eyes full of appreciation.
【Ding! Obtain the favor of NPC chef Yao Shi: +5]
Fu Yu was overjoyed that he could finally gain Chef Yao's favor again!
