Chapter 580 Asking for a monthly ticket for the party(2/2)
So I have to be busy all the time.
Just now, he also took the time to look at Chen Nian.
After all, Mr. Huo is a favorite for them, and he is the one who can dominate their stay or not.
Although he was far away and had not heard what Mr. Huo said to Chen Nian there, from beginning to end, all he saw from Mr. Huo was gentle and smile.
Even after eating the aged sea cucumbers, he nodded and left.
This made him recall the time when Mr. Huo gave him guidance.
At that time, Mr. Huo showed no mercy at all. He poured the unqualified dishes he had made into the trash can and asked him to remake them.
Although Mr. Huo kept guiding him when he was reworking, his expression was not as gentle as it is now.
"I'm so lucky! Mr. Huo's temper is much better now, but it's a pity that I didn't catch up with the good time." Huang Su sighed in her heart, extremely jealous.
Especially when I think of Mr. Huo's plan to accept Chen Nian as his disciple, it feels even more uncomfortable.
Until now, he doesn't think that the dishes made by aged are better than himself.
After all, by age, if you don’t even have half of your age, how can you be better at cooking than a master like yourself?
Of course, Chen Nian would not take the initiative to bring his own dishes to let Feng Su taste them.
For the old age, flavonoids are just the target of wool.
Anyway, there are still about 80 days before the Platinum Star ends this voyage, so if you want to learn some Fujian cuisine, you have to find Xiao Huang.
Although the dishes Xiao Huang can only be considered a little bit more moderate, his theoretical knowledge is still very solid. If he doesn't do it well, his basic skills and poor understanding of cooking.
If you have to describe it, you just treat work as work.
Less love.
But after not having a long rest, Chen Nian was told that the crab noodles, lion heads and scallion roasted sea cucumbers outside had almost made, so he needed to add some more.
It’s easy to say that crab noodles and lion heads are just taken out of the pot, but the sea cucumbers still need to be made after boiling onions.
So Chen Nian started to get busy again.
I was busy for more than an hour.
McGrady just came to the kitchen and told them that everyone could stop now.
And everyone has 10 minutes to clean up themselves and then go to the lobby outside.
Because of the evening party, one of the important processes is to announce the results of previous dishes voting.
Chen Nian, who had already prepared, took off the chef's clothes with his subordinates.
Then, after taking turns to wash himself on the faucet, everyone's eyes widened, they took out a brand new set of chefs from the cabinet and put them on them properly.
"Can this be like this? They are too strong, right?" None of the other chefs expected that there would be such an operation.
"Young people will come."
But not everyone thinks that, and some people think that Chen Nian does this to the surface.
Isn’t it normal for a chef to have oil on his body?
What to pretend?
What does he mean?
Do you want everyone to cook now and you are very clean?
But Chen Niancai doesn’t care about these things, even if he is a chef, he still wants his image.
At least if you let others see you clean, you will feel that the dishes you made are very clean.
On the other hand, if the chef's clothes are covered with oil stains and yellow, it would be strange if the guests were not disgusted when they saw it.
Finally, the five old people walked out of the kitchen cleanly, forming a sharp contrast with most people.
Everyone was taken to the hall by the waiter and then placed on both sides as if waiting for a military parade.
Of course, Chen Nian is not used to this form, after all, he has never set up such a formal queue since the military training in college.
But he could only obey the arrangements.
The blue-collar chefs are standing in a relatively back seat and closer to the guests watching outside, while the red-collar chefs are standing in a relatively forward seat.
Then Chen Nian found that the red-collar chefs were all dressed cleanly.
Obviously, I was prepared for it.
I also understand that if a chef wants to contact guests, he must maintain his image.
After scanning the above, Chen Nian looked at the guests outside.
As a result, he saw Vivian at a glance in the crowd.
And Anna actually stood beside Vivian.
It seems that the two of them still know each other.
Anna's face was not as haggard as before, and her complexion was much better.
After discovering Chen Nian's gaze, Anna also waved her hand to this side.
But Chen Nian didn't do anything big, so he could only smile lightly.
"I guess that kid Gero is fine, otherwise Anna wouldn't have the heart to come to such a place."
Chen Nian thought to himself.
Just as Chen Nian looked around, Mr. Huo appeared from the side of the stage and then strode to the stage.
"Ladies and gentlemen, ladies alemen, the party tonight is about to enter the next stage. We have launched a vote to let everyone vote for their favorite dishes. Today, all the chefs have come here, and we are about to announce it.
Chapter completed!