After I received the order, I organized people to start picking cherries.
Everyone was very skillful, and in less than a morning, they picked basket after basket of red cherries into the courtyard, washed them separately, used water, and divided them into 181 parts. Not leaning, a small family. Because it seemed like a lot when put together, it was divided into 181 portions, so there wasn’t much left in each basket.
However, I feel honored to see the first task completed by the people organized by Xiangshantang.
At this time, Mei Hua came in from outside. This was Mei Hua's habit. She always arrived after ten o'clock. The chefs said that she had the habit of taking an early nap.
"Who did this? What did it do?"
An employee replied, "Ah, Master Liu Bancheng arranged for us to pick this. We want to give one to each family in the backyard. They will be delivered soon."
Meihua walked closer and kicked the basket on the ground. "Here, why are these half-baskets and half-baskets? You have so many delivered at once, why don't you deliver them to a few buildings first and then deliver them all!"
"Liu Bancheng, who asked you to do this? When you did this, why didn't you tell me that you were sending half a basket of baskets away? You couldn't consolidate it first and then send it away! Ah! And there are so many, just send them out together. You have to do it first, first then, what you give in the end is no longer fresh.”
"We give it this way every year. We give it this way every time. Why did we change it today? Have you asked Master Qiu for instructions?
Just now, instead of asking Mr. Qiu for instructions, you at least told me! ah! I said Liu Bancheng. You just came here and you can't make your own decisions! "
"There is a sequence of services. You must follow the rules. You must first ask Master Qiu for instructions. When you are done, at least tell me."
Although I feel unhappy, it doesn’t matter if I have a cherry head. Unexpectedly, a person who doesn't praise his own efforts and goes online speaks so rudely? But I’m new here, so I’d better bear with it.
So he said, "Yes, I should tell you and understand my previous experience, but I think the cherries will still be ripe. Isn't it different if we send half a basket this time and then send half a box later? Otherwise, the leader will be late today If it’s different, if you see others eating but you haven’t eaten, will you have any objections?”
In fact, at this time, although I was still speaking very calmly and slowly, my face was already red. I know myself.
But I spoke loudly, which probably alerted Mr. Qiu next door, who also came over.
"What's wrong?"
Meihua said after seeing Master Qiu coming.
"Master Qiu, look at this. Master Liu didn't even tell me, so he divided these into more than 180 parts and sent them over together. Look, I've been doing this for so many years, and there are still half a basket. It’s not ripe yet, it’s still green!”
“Don’t we deliver to the East District first and then to the West District every year?”
Yes, the backyard is divided into the East District and the West District. The East District contains ministers from the Ming Dynasty, or key departments of Xianyang City. The Western District belonged to the families of some frontier generals or courtiers who had failed to obey orders in the imperial court.
Meihua kept expressing her point of view.
"Should we send the good red ones to the East District first?"
I looked towards Mr. Qiu, because I had asked Mr. Qiu for permission beforehand, and wanted to taste them all.
Mr. Qiu said, "Yes, yes, Chef Plum Blossom is right. That should be done first in the East District, then in the West District. Send the good ones to the East District first, and then pick them in the West District."
I said that's not right. After you sent it to the East District, the West District saw that they didn't get it. They also enjoyed the salary of Daliang State. Why did the East District go first and then the West District.
The section chief said, "What's wrong with this? We have been working here for many years and you are new here. How could you know this!"
After she finished speaking, she looked at me and then at Master Qiu.
Mr. Qiu patted me on the shoulder, "Oh, that's right, that's it. You must follow the chef's advice. If you have anything to do in the future, you have to ask the chef first?"
I said, "Why!"
Mr. Qiu's face turned a little pale, "No matter why, you have to ask the section chief first!"
What is the logic?
Do I think about everything I do? Do you think this is wrong?
Then the service should have standards, it should be fair, and it should be average, because we are all our service objects, and there should be unified standards regardless of whether we are big or small.
The service is divided into different objects, so are the requirements different? If it is not taken care of, or is taken care of later, then there will be opinions, and then there will be opinions on how to do it? Why not treat them all equally, because they are all our service recipients.
Mr. Qiu smiled bitterly and said, "I'm going to He Xiang's place later, so let's call Chef Meihua a share. If you do this, just cooperate with her!"
I said, "I can't cooperate. I think I'm not at fault in this matter. How about that? You guys handle it. Chef Mei, please prepare a portion!"
These slaves didn't know what to do, so the chef had already started preparing to divide the food.
I turned around and went back to the dormitory.
On the first day of construction, I was completely disgraced.
A thing with no gold content or any technological content, just an ordinary trivial matter, so complicated. I really want to have the opportunity to report this matter to He Xiang. What kind of Xiangshantang style is this?
But when I think about it, it seems that it is not that simple here. Originally, he was justified, but Master Qiu wanted to speak to Mei Hua.
It seems that the work of Xiangshantang is not like that of Yanguo's border troops, where Ding is Ding and Mao is Mao.
Judging from the looks in Qiu Ye and Mei Hua's eyes, Qiu Ye seemed to have some leverage in the hands of the head chef. His opinions were originally correct, but he still listened to the incorrect opinions of the head chef. Or maybe they were in an old relationship or something else. I didn’t want to think about it anymore and quickly went back to the dormitory.
There was nothing to say all night. The next morning, after Mei Hua arrived, I took the initiative to talk to Mei Hua.
"I'm sorry, after thinking about what happened yesterday, you did the right thing. You have rich working experience in Xiangshantang. You will have to teach me in the future. You are still my head chef. I am still a new recruit!"
When I said these words, my face should be relatively stiff.
Mei Hua raised her eyes like this and curled her lips, "It's okay, it's okay. Let's learn from each other. It's not a big deal. I was not good yesterday either!"
The reason why I say this is because after I lay down last night, I dreamed about Mr. Zhang, and I also dreamed about Mr. Zhang repeatedly reminding me.
"You are acting out of loyalty, and you are too simple-minded. Didn't you say that you should see through everything and don't tell the truth? Work in Xiangshantang cannot be like your life in the border army. Why do you work so well? You must learn to be tactful, learn specific problems, and analyze concretely. . What's more, you have a more important task that I assigned to you, which is to find the person I asked you to find and ask him what I want to hear."
On the third day,
The sun is high in the morning, and the plum blossoms are humming a little tune.
At the corner of the kitchen hall, I took out a handful of sugar from my pocket and sprinkled it on the square table.
