The kitchen in Fujinglou has already started to be busy. After all, during the New Year's Day holiday, there were too many customers coming to Fujinglou today, so everyone in the kitchen is busy.

As the chef, Sun Mingxing stared at every stove in the kitchen.

"Be careful to control the fire and don't fry it.

Be careful to turn the spoon and don’t push it hard. If the tofu is pushed out of shape, it will be bad.

Hurry up, hurry up, speed up the food over there, don’t be in the ink spells there.”

It can be said that Sun Mingxing is really staring at everyone, paying attention to every dish on every stove, and ensuring the quality of each dish.

And there are still orders coming in.

With more and more customers, the kitchen of Fujinglou is really busy.

At this time, Quanjie ran to his master and asked, "Master, this order is the order ordered by Senior Brother Feng and others on the upper floor. There is no ordering the children's dishes alone on it, but today Ruoru, Xixi and Feifei are all here. Do we make some adjustments to the taste?"

Sun Mingxing also reached out to take the order and took a look at the dishes on the order.

Then he nodded and said, "Well, since you have children, the taste is a little lighter, don't give it too heavy. Also, pay attention to the order of serving and adjust some dishes suitable for children to the front serving."

After the explanation was completed, Sun Mingxing also personally prepared to start cooking.

However, at the same time, another order from the elderly people on the tour group upstairs was delivered.

"Master, this is the order of the old man's tour group upstairs. Do we also need to release and adjust some flavors?"

Sun Mingxing took a look again and said, "For the elderly, the taste is lighter, so don't add too much oil."

Speaking of this, Sun Mingxing directly called his eldest disciple over and asked the eldest disciple to take over the task of cooking for Feng Yifan and his team upstairs.

As for Sun Mingxing, he went to the cooking tables of the elderly travel group upstairs to order orders.

An apprentice in the kitchen was puzzled when he saw that his master had made arrangements like this.

But the other disciples were not as brave as Quanjie, and they dared to ask the master directly, so they could only ask Quanjie quietly.

"Xiaojie, why did Master hand over the tables of Senior Brother Feng to the senior brother and do it for the old man in the tour group by himself?"

When Quanjie heard other senior brothers ask this, he immediately whispered: "Don't you understand this? The reason why Master personally cooks for the elderly in the tour group is because the taste of the elderly is difficult to master, and the physical functions of the elderly are slightly poor, and whether it is cooking or cooking, it must be more refined."

A senior brother still didn't understand: "But, it seems that the senior brother and we can do these things, right? Just tell me the master."

Another senior brother whispered: "Besides, if the master doesn't cook for Senior Brother Feng's tables, aren't he afraid of being criticized by Senior Brother Feng for excuses?"

Quanjie glared at the senior brother who said this and said, "What do you think? Do you think Senior Brother Feng is such a stingy person? Tell you, Senior Brother Feng won't care about those things. What Brother Feng cares about is that our overall service has kept up."

Several senior brothers were still a little puzzled, and one of the senior brothers continued to ask: "What is the service that keeps up?"

Quanjie pointed to the elder brother and said, "It's just when cooking. Did you consider that Senior Brother Feng brought the child here?"

When several senior brothers heard this, they were stunned for a moment, and then the few people quickly understood.

Then a senior brother asked again: "My junior brother, then do we have to consider the children when we prepare the dishes later?"

Quan Jie nodded and said, "Of course, according to whether the other party has an elderly person or a child when ordering, the most important thing is to consider the different taste needs of the guests. These are the waiters in Fujinglou must also undergo some training in the future."

The group of brothers were stunned when they heard this, but they didn't expect it to be so troublesome.

But Quan Jie said very seriously: "Tell you that in the two restaurants of Senior Brother Feng, they all order orders like this. While ordering, they will ask the guests about their taste preferences. If there are elderly people and children, they will also take special care of them."

After hearing this, the brothers and brothers in Fujinglou probably understood a little.

Quan Jie said seriously: "If we want to get a star rating in Fujinglou, these must be done."

When they heard that the restaurant had won the star rating, the brothers all immediately became respectful and each one was very serious.

At this time, the senior brother shouted: "Quanjie hurry up and serve the food, don't talk nonsense there."

When Quanjie heard the shout, he quickly ran to the elder brother.

While serving the dishes cooked, the eldest brother said to Quanjie: "You kid are already capable now, right? You can go to Su Ji and Senior Brother Feng to learn cooking. Do you think you are already amazing, so you can not take your senior brothers seriously here, right?"

Quanjie was stunned when he heard this, and then quickly said, "No, senior brother, I definitely don't have that kind of idea."

The eldest brother continued, "Quanjie, I tell you, don't forget who your master is. Don't think that if you enter Suji, you can learn cooking with Feng Yifan, and you will become one level higher than other brothers."

Speaking of this, the eldest brother pointed to the dish in his hand and said, "Do you think you can make this dish?"

Quanjie took a look at the dish on the plate and it was a very simple and unpretentious "Fried Lotus Pond".

But the more you stir-fry the dishes like this, the more it tests the chef's skills.

The plate of fried lotus pond in front of me is clear in color and bright in color. The most important thing is that although every dish has sauce on it, it actually doesn’t make people feel that the sauce is very thick at all.

Moreover, when you eat it last, you cannot make people feel thick.

It can be done, but in fact, it will not be able to live with the sauce when eaten. This is the real skill of a chef.

Quanjie looked at the eldest brother and immediately said humbly: "Brother, I can't do this trick."

The eldest brother said, "Since you can't do it, please stop blowing the things that are not available and study hard. What did Master ask you to go to Su Ji for? Did you ask you to play? You asked you to learn hard. You have the time to blow your kung fu here to blow to your fellow brothers. I wonder if you help in the kitchen?"

Quanjie immediately agreed: "It's the senior brother, I'll go serve the food now."

Then, Quanjie also took the dishes from his elder brother seriously, adjusted the dishes, and then quickly rushed out with the dishes and rushed upstairs to serve them.

Seeing Quanjie running up to serve the food, the group of people laughed and joked with him.

Ma Xiaolong asked with a smile: "Uncle Master, are you wrong? How can you just serve one plate? We ordered the dishes together, and then there were guests at three tables. Shouldn't you serve us three tables together? Uncle Master, you wish you were not qualified."

At the same time, the waiters at Su Ji and Ruo restaurant immediately followed suit.

"Chef Quan, why don't we come to help you serve the food? You are so unprofessional, our chef Ma has given his advice."

Quanjie knew that Ma Xiaolong was deliberately trying to make a fuss about himself with everyone.

He said without being humble and arrogant: "One plate after another means that our dishes are all made freshly. For this plate, of course, we should serve the dishes for the elderly first, and the rest of you can wait for a while."

Ma Xiaolong said again: "So, you are really unprofessional, if you serve food like this, you will be scolded every day when you go to Suji in the future. If you don't believe me, please ask everyone."

The waiters naturally followed suit and shouted, "Yes."

Quanjie put the dishes down and said seriously: "Okay, wait, I will definitely serve the dishes later."

When Quanjie was about to turn around and leave, Feng Ruoruo suddenly called him and said, "Uncle Xiaoquan, don't leave. You didn't even sign up for us when you served the dishes. You are not good at this."

Quan Jie was originally going to leave, but he could only stop hearing Feng Ruoruo's words.

When Ma Xiaolong and others heard Feng Ruoruo's words, they couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Quan Jie turned around and looked at Ma Xiaolong and others laughing.

Although Feng Yifan didn't laugh, his eyes were a little slight and unhappy when he sat there looking at Quanjie.

So Quanjie still realized that he was not able to cook the dishes this time.

Then, Quanjie carefully picked up the dishes, placed them carefully, and then signed up the name of the dishes: "Fried lotus pond, please use it slowly."

After hearing Uncle Xiaoquan’s name, Feng Ruoru smiled and gave Uncle Xiaoquan a thumbs up.

"Uncle Xiaoquan is great."

Yang Xiaoxi and Chen Yaofei also gave thumbs up and praised: "Great."

Quanjie was really embarrassed to be praised by three little girls so much. He scratched the back of his head with his hands behind his back, and didn't know what to say for a while.

Feng Yifan smiled and reminded: "Why don't you go down quickly? The food behind hasn't been served yet."

After being reminded like this, Quanjie quickly turned around and walked downstairs.

When everyone saw Quanjie's appearance, they were all laughing happily.

The old people in the tour group were curious when they saw Feng Yifan and the others joking with the people serving the food.

The old lady asked directly: "Chef Feng, are you really familiar with the people in Fujinglou? You are actually joking with the people in Fujinglou like this."

The old lady next to her said, "Yes, I think the person who served the food was wearing a chef's uniform. It should be the chef here, right?"

Then an old man exclaimed: "It is indeed Chef Feng who can let the chef serve the food in person."

Feng Ruoruo smiled and said, "Uncle Xiaoquan is serving. He wants to learn cooking with my father, so he is going to my grandfather's restaurant to be a waiter."

When the little girl said something, the group of old people were a little surprised.

Is a chef from the kitchen of Fujinglou who can only be a waiter?

When they saw the old people, Feng Yifan smiled and explained: "This is the rule of our Suji Heruo Restaurant. If you want to learn cooking from us, you must first start with the work of the hall. You must first pass the food for three months. If you perform well after three months, you can only enter the kitchen."

After listening to Feng Yifan's explanation, the old people nodded and praised.

"This is a good method."

"Yes, you can first examine the character."

"Well, you can also hone your mind."

"The key is that being a waiter at the hall can get in touch with guests and better understand the taste of guests, which will also be helpful for being a chef in the future."

...

All the elderly in the tour group could understand it, and all the elderly in Feng Yifan's three families also said that this method is indeed good.

Su Jinrong said: "Actually, my father did it this way at the beginning, but now many restaurants don't do it, and now young people learn to cook, so many of them cannot endure the hardship."
To be continued...