Just when I was about to pass by the corridor,
The door suddenly opened.
A short, thin man stuck his head out to see if there was anyone in the corridor.
When he happened to meet me face to face, the triangular-eyed chef was stunned for a moment by my unfamiliar face.
"You, what do you do?"
I didn't answer directly either.
"I'm the new chef. I just reported in yesterday!"
"Really, who transferred you here?"
I know that I have a lot to say, and I can’t tell everyone. Before leaving, Mr. Yao once said that the interpersonal relationships among the chefs of He Xiangfu are very complicated, so it’s better to be careful.
I answered smoothly,
"I applied for it myself!"
The triangular-eyed chef frowned and said,
"What does applying for a job mean?"
I smiled and said,
"Applying for a job, you are looking for a chef, so I signed up and came!"
While they were talking, two more heads popped out of the room, one with a round face and the other with a square face.
The three of them stuck their heads out at about the same height.
These two people also looked me over from top to bottom.
"Well, since you're new here, come on, have a few sips, and please come inside!"
I couldn't resist, so I was half pushed and half dragged into the house.
I took a look and saw that the structure of this room was similar to my own room. It also had a bed, a small table, and four chairs.
Just add me, there are two people on each side of the small table.
I saw peanuts on the table, a plate of cold dishes, six or seven pig's trotters, and two jars of rice wine.
I drank this kind of rice wine in my old workplace.
The sour taste is not high, but after drinking too much, it will make you feel worse.
I was confused. It was noon at this time. According to my understanding of industry rules, noon was the busiest time for chefs. It stands to reason that Prime Minister He's Mansion should be a place with strict management and regulations. Why these three chefs would be drinking in their dormitory at this time is confusing.
The triangular-eyed chef noticed my confusion.
"No, it's okay. It's noon, and there are more than a hundred chefs available to the three of us. We three brothers just want to have a drink together."
"From now on, we will be neighbors. If we have nothing to do, we will make something delicious, drink some wine, and talk about life."
"In this life, you should enjoy yourself in time, don't hold it back and make yourself unhappy!"
Alas, I think the mental state and attitude of these people are basically consistent with what I want and how I want to live here.
The triangle-eyed man said again, "Come on! What else are you looking at? Just take two bites!"
"No one came to check at noon!"
I said,
"Okay, then I'm not polite, just take two bites!"
Just like that, you drank one cup and I started drinking it one cup at a time.
However, these three people were talking in a roundabout way while drinking. They wanted to ask me what I do and how I got here. What did you do, what other dishes do you know how to cook, and what are your best dishes? etc.
I just stuck to one principle, kept it vague and perfunctory, and tried not to tell the truth, because I didn’t know what impact these three people would have on me.
One jar of rice wine was finished, and then two more jars came.
I drank until around 3pm. I was sleepy and couldn't open my eyes.
Because he went from Yao Mansion to the Prime Minister's Mansion in the past few days, and when he first arrived in Liang Kingdom, he was beaten severely and his body had not fully recovered.
So I'm tired.
So the three of them continued to drink, went back to the dormitory, took off their clothes, and fell asleep.
I don’t know how long I slept for, but then I felt someone knocking on the door.
Unexpectedly, the person who knocked on the door was the tall-breasted female chef, who rushed into the room without any explanation.
I was startled.
The fat female chef in front of her was not wearing a chef's uniform, but a female slave's outfit.
The clothes are pushed to the side and tied in the middle.
She closed the door and breathed a sigh of relief.
After the female chef took a breath, she took small steps to my bed.
I'm extremely nervous.
Because I am in a first-level sleep state under the quilt.
I held a corner of the quilt tightly in my hands, and when I saw the fat chef approaching, I was busy wrapping it up in it.
The female chef said angrily,
"They say you are a special person and that you have a flexible mind, but let me see, you are a bit too feudal!"
Hey, I didn't expect that people from this dynasty could still say the word "feudal". Isn't this right?
I had a nagging feeling in my heart that if a man and a woman were in the same room, something would easily happen. When I was working in my original unit, I had too deep feelings about these contents. This is a taboo in life!
I couldn't just arrive at the prime minister's house and let someone poke my spine over something like this.
But the fat woman's strength was too great. She lifted off the quilt with one stroke, then took off her clothes and pounced on him.
It turned out that the female chef, like herself, was wearing nothing underneath her uniform.
I really learned this lesson.
Because while drinking with the three male chefs, they already talked about this female chef.
Said that the female chef’s name was Meihua.
When they were talking about the name, I was stunned for a moment, why was she also called Meihua.
It should be a coincidence or God's arrangement.
The plum blossom in my imagination is not as fat as her!
They said that the plum blossom turned out to be the front desk clerk.
Later, because of her gluttony, she made herself fat.
However, it is precisely because of her gluttony that she is particularly sensitive to food.
For example, if a chef makes a dish or uses the wrong seasonings, he can tell by just touching the smell with his hands.
This is her strength.
Therefore, the average chef cannot tell her what dish to cook, what ingredients to use, and what level of heat to cook.
And she speaks outright. If she knew that any chef was cutting corners or doing other tricks in the processing procedures, she would immediately turn her back.
It will make you unable to get off the stage on the spot.
So the chefs here are a little afraid of her.
Everyone was stunned when they saw her.
But Little Triangle Eyes said that this female chef only respects Master Qiu and does not care about anything else.
But the female chef who made everyone mad was right in front of me, so I desperately pulled the quilt back, but at this time, it was already too late to say or do anything.
Because I used too much force,
All of a sudden, I woke up,
It turned out to be a dream.
"Clang, clang, clang!"
"Clang, clang, clang!"
Unexpectedly, someone really knocked on the door at this time. I quickly wiped the sweat from my forehead.
...
The person who knocked on the door turned out to be a fat female chef. The clothes she was wearing today were the same as the clothes she wore in his dream just now.
It's not white work clothes, but the kind of slave clothes that are made of linen and are tucked to the side and tied in the middle.
At this moment, I was stunned for a few seconds and quickly got dressed.
The female chef Mei Hua was walking in front of her in the corridor, and I was following behind.
Mei Hua asked casually without looking back,
"Boy, how did you sleep last night?"
I said it was okay.
"I heard that you and Wang Bing drank together yesterday?"
I didn't think about the drinking yesterday, and Mei Hua also knew about it.
In this case, we can't hide it anymore.
"Yes, they had to make me drink some yesterday, but I didn't drink much before I felt sleepy and fell asleep!"
"I'm telling you, you should spend less time with those people in the future."
“I can’t tell the difference between good guys and bad guys!”
