Xie Fu said with a smile: "We are recruiting chefs." He read out the words above.
After hearing this, the man asked in confusion: "Does the palace still lack a chef?"
The middle-aged man who posted the notice heard the conversation and turned around and said: "I am hiring the lady's royal chef, and the monthly salary is a hundred taels."
The monthly salary of one hundred taels shocked people. Is this money from the Wang family and not silver? Even the annual salary of a first-class official in the dynasty was only one hundred taels.
Of course, there are also subsidies for salary, job land, servants and other subsidies.
But a hundred taels per month is really appalling.
When Fu Xie heard the words "Queen Chef", he felt something in his heart. It took no effort at all. Seeing how thin she was, she should have taken good care of her body long ago. The title of "Queen Chef" was justifiable.
Instead, he cooked the food himself in the name of a friend, which seemed like he was deliberately trying to please him.
No matter what, the disease must be cured first, and the body must be taken care of first, otherwise everything else will be empty talk. Even when she first met her, she was sallow and thin, looking malnourished, not to mention that she is seriously ill now.
The man asked: "Is the palace still short of chefs?"
The middle-aged man responded: "Miss has no appetite and can't eat anything, so I'm recruiting someone who can cook."
Xie Fu secretly thought that he was sick and couldn't eat any delicious delicacies, so he stepped forward and said, "How about I give it a try?"
The middle-aged man who posted the notice glanced at Xie Fu, probably because he was too young, and asked: "Are you here to join in the fun?"
In the past few months, the chefs have changed almost every three to five days. In total, there have been about twenty chefs, and every chef has a great background, and all have decades of cooking skills, and some even have The old royal chef retired and returned to his hometown.
It is no exaggeration to say that none of these replaced chefs are famous chefs and are not sought after by famous restaurants.
But what's the use of making dishes that don't suit the young lady's taste? Seeing that the young lady is losing weight day by day, she doesn't fall ill first, but starves first.
Of course, he didn't know the details, but he had only heard about them.
Xie Fu responded: "No."
The middle-aged man said displeasedly: "I don't have time to fool around with you."
Xie Fu smiled faintly: "You have to let me give it a try. I'm interested in applying, but you turned me away. Wouldn't it be derelict in your duty?"
You can convince this middle-aged man with just one sentence. Whether it works or not has nothing to do with you. As a servant, you just need to act according to the rules and do your job well.
The middle-aged man changed his words and said, "Okay then, I'll take you over and give it a try."
After scanning the crowd, more and more people were watching, and left with Xie Fu.
This is not a recruitment of servants, but a first-class super-skilled chef. With a hundred taels of money per month and the name of the Wang family, I believe the news will spread in no time.
With such a high remuneration, people with truly superb cooking skills will not be tempted.
In fact, in the past few months, most of the super celebrity chefs in the cities around Jinling have been found.
Experts among the people, although it may be slim, but you still have to give it a try.
When we arrived at Yifang, the courtyard was taller than the average house, and it was considered a large courtyard. However, Mr. Xie didn't know whether it was an individual household or the courtyard of the Wang family.
Before entering, I heard the sound of boiling oil coming from inside.
Entering the courtyard, you are greeted by a good guy.
I saw dozens of stoves in the spacious yard, divided into two rows, about a foot apart. Each cook had his own stove, and he was so busy that the yard was filled with the fumes of firewood and oil.
Those who didn’t know better thought that the Wang family held a banquet with hundreds of tables.
Xie Fu took a quick look and saw that the chefs were both male and female, all a bit older, including some with sixty-year-olds and white beards, the youngest of whom was in his forties or fifties.
Dozens of stoves were already occupied, and not far away there was a team of dozens of people, apparently showing off their cooking skills one after another.
It seems that the competition is very fierce. I originally thought that with my cooking skills, I would be able to get the position of royal chef, but now the competitors are all culinary elites.
An expert will know if it's there as soon as he makes a move. The skill of the knife, the strength of the spoon, and the control of the heat all take decades of effort.
This made Xie Fu feel that he was just an average person in front of this group of culinary elites.
Just make peace with what you have come to, and you will have to come up with your trump card soon.
An old man who was nearly sixty years old came over. He was also wearing the same clothes as the servants of the Wang family, but the color was darker, and he obviously had a higher status.
The middle-aged man immediately greeted him respectfully: "Manager Song."
Manager Song nodded, his eyes falling on Fu Xie, looking at him in a habitual way.
The middle-aged man immediately said: "This person is here to apply for a job as a chef."
Manager Song was surprised when he heard this: "So young?"
You must know that any one who dares to apply for the royal chef has decades of cooking skills. How can it be so easy to get a hundred taels per month? This cannot be fooled, not to mention that there are two gourmets, Shi Nansheng and Huo Jianli, sitting in to judge. .
These days, the youngest chefs he met who applied for jobs were in their early forties, and this person was quite famous and was a disciple of the royal chef.
Xie Fu watched Manager Song sizing him up and smiled slightly.
"Well... since you're here, let's give it a try and line up over there."
This tone obviously did not take this young man seriously.
Just then, a young woman quietly walked in from the door. She was wearing a green dress. The simple clothes were decorated with some patterns. For the eighteen-year-old daughter, it was enough to show off her peach-like mature beauty.
She has a delicate and beautiful face, a magnolia hairpin in her hair, and a few strands of long hair on her cheeks like disobedient willow branches, giving this woman a bit of a girlish charm.
The woman walked to one side as soon as she entered the door, obviously intending not to alert anyone and observe secretly.
Perhaps on such an occasion, the appearance of such a beautiful and charming young lady attracted too much attention, or perhaps her identity was a bit unusual.
Butler Song immediately laid his eyes on her, stepped forward to greet her, and said respectfully and politely: "Miss Yan Yu, why are you here?"
This woman is Yan Yu, Wang Wanzhi's personal maid. She is just a maid. It can be said that she has no power at all, or it can be said that she has great power. Others are willing to listen and do what she says. This is power.
Yan Yu responded: "Let me take a look."
She was very concerned about the selection of chefs. It could even be said that she was anxious and looking forward to it. Could it be that there was no chef in the world who could give the young lady something to eat.
If this continues, the young lady will starve before she falls ill. The young lady in front of her is losing weight day by day. Her miserable and terrifying appearance makes Yan Yu feel heartbroken and uncomfortable.
God, please help me, save the lady.
While Yan Yu was feeling sad, she suddenly felt a gaze staring at her. When she saw it was a young man, her face immediately turned cold.
Xie Fu saw Butler Song's respectful behavior just now and knew that this woman's identity was unusual, so he stared at her specially, hoping that she would recognize a hero.
However, the other party seemed to have been watched too much by men, and instinctively regarded Xie Fu's eyes as a man's eyes when he saw a beautiful woman.
Thank you Fu for giving me what you thought was a refined smile.
This elegant smile fell in Yan Yu's eyes, but she felt that she was being teased rudely. Her red and phoenix eyes suddenly let out a cold gaze, her eyebrows were deeply furrowed, furrowing deep anger marks, and the chill emanating from her body spread to the side. Butler Song felt as cold as falling into a glacier.
"Where are the bold servants?"
Yan Yu's tone was full of cruelty. She was in such a bad mood that she had nowhere to vent her worries.
Manager Song immediately said angrily: "What are you looking at? This is Miss Yan Yu."
Looking at his tone, he wanted to beat up Fu Xie and stand up for Yan Yu.
Xie Fu politely called Miss Yan Yu, but his eyes flashed and smiled. You have a sharp eye, don't you think I am very different?
He winked and smiled at the young lady for no reason, even if she didn't misunderstand him.
Yan Yu pointed her finger at Xie Fu and said angrily: "Who is he?"
Manager Song responded: "This person is here to apply for a job as a capable chef."
Yan Yu was surprised when he heard this, "Are you so young?"
She had no idea that this man was applying for a job as a capable chef. After all, none of the royal chefs who were finally hired these days were in their forties or fifties.
Yan Yu looked at Xie Fu curiously.
Xie Fu still smiled, and those clear black eyes seemed to be conveying some message like Yan Yu, a very bold look, a very aggressive look, and a very gentle look.
This made her feel that she had to look at him with admiration, and she blurted out: "Let him try it quickly."
Yan Yu would be desperate now, no matter how old or young, she would give it a try anyway.
Xie Fu was a little disappointed. That was all. He thought he would be hired directly.
Butler Song said "Uh...", obviously feeling a little uncomfortable with Yan Yu's method of going directly through the back door.
Xie Fu said, "I'll line up."
Yan Yu took a special look at Fu Xie's back. Among these older chefs, he was so young that he was indeed a special sight.
Soon Yan Yu was attracted by the fiercely competitive scene.
The chefs on dozens of stoves showed off their cooking skills, and the sound of cooking and the splashing of oil and water could be heard all the time.
There are two people sitting in the middle, one is Huo Jianli, the most famous gourmet in Jinling.
The other person has a bigger background and is Shi Nansheng, a gourmet from Suzhou.
Shi Nansheng even founded a magazine called "Food List", which was very popular among celebrities and nobles, and they were eager to circulate it. This magazine would list delicacies from various places and comment on the famous dishes of major restaurants. The dishes would be divided into red lists according to their quality. and black list.
Restaurants that are on the red list immediately become famous and business is booming. If they are on the black list, it is bad and the business immediately plummets. Therefore, famous restaurants in various places welcome and dislike Shi Nansheng.
The "Gourmet List" even reached the court, which shows that Shi Nansheng has great influence in the field of food.
Shi Nansheng and Huo Jianli served as judges.
One after another delicious dishes were brought to the table, and the two of them just picked up their chopsticks and took a bite without commenting, only for elimination and to be determined.
Yan Yu saw that Shi Nansheng and the two of them tasted more than a dozen dishes and made the decision to eliminate them. There was not even one pending decision among the dozen or so people, which showed how demanding the requirements were.
After the decision is made, the final selection will be made.
These chefs were already one in a hundred elites, but now they have to stand out from the elite, and they are considered one in a million.
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