The canteen of FAW Real Estate is very spacious. After all, it is a listed company, and the environment of the canteen is still very considerate of employees.

The kitchen of the canteen has been divided into four areas and is provided to the four catering companies for their respective use.

"Boss, is this the dish we're going to make later?"

Yang Yun took the menu handed to him by Wang Hao, and after a glance, he was stunned. He stared at the menu listed by Wang Hao, and his chin almost fell to the ground.

The others were quite curious. What did Wang Hao get out of something? It actually surprised Yang Yun so much, so he hurried over.

"100 servings of white cut chicken, 100 servings of fried chicken, 100 servings of spicy chicken, 100 servings of salivating chicken, 100 servings of chicken soup..."

"100 servings of fried eggs, 100 servings of fried rice, 100 servings of braised eggs..."

As for the others, there are more than ten dishes such as fried pork ribs from wild plums, fried duck from sour plums, wild mushroom soup, etc., each dish is served 100 people.

Everyone stared at the sight of half of the paper being dishes related to chicken, and there were so many, all of them looking in disbelief.

Gao Qi looked at Wang Hao with a confused look: "Boss, you want to have a chicken feast. There are only 10 chicken dishes and 5 egg-related ones. You can't sell chicken, so come here to sell chicken, right?"

Not only Gao Qi, but everyone thinks that Wang Hao has made this menu with great thoughts, otherwise who would have played like this during the cooking competition?

Everyone looked at Wang Hao with a confused look on his face, wondering how his mind was growing.

Wang Hao had known that they would have this expression, and without giving any explanation, he directly ordered: "Just cook according to this menu!"

After hearing this, everyone was even more black. Yang Yun said, "Boss, even if you want to show how delicious your beauty chicken is, there is no need to make 100 servings for each dish. I saw that other catering companies are making it with the goal of small quantity and exquisiteness. We can make two servings for each one, so that we can ensure the maximum quality and quantity. If you make too much, I worry that the taste of the dishes will not be as good as expected!"

Gao Qi and others nodded frequently, agreeing with Yang Yun's statement that this dish is like this. Whether it is styling or working hard when cooking, it will be more than one level higher than such large-scale production.

If you give 100 servings of every dish like Wang Hao, the taste and exquisiteness will definitely be disproportionate.

Wang Hao still insisted on his point of view: "It's okay, I know what I'm saying!"

Everyone didn't know why Wang Hao could persist like this. Yang Yun frowned: "Boss, even if you do it as you said, we don't have that many ingredients, and the manpower is a big problem. There are only 6 of us, and you only have 7 of us, so we can't finish it at all!"

Wang Hao was about to answer, but his phone rang: "Hey, Brother Wang Ping, okay, ask someone to bring the ingredients, just say it's a beauty catering!"

Wang Hao looked at Yang Yun and others in confusion expression: "I have people ready the ingredients, and we can start cooking directly later!"

Without waiting for everyone to question, Wang Hao directly started to assign work: "Yang Yun, you all worked in the canteen. This clear division of labor is the key to our victory today!"

"Gaoqi, you are the chef of our beauty catering. All dishes must be prepared and tried before they can be served!"

Everyone looked at each other, but they didn't expect that Wang Hao was so arbitrary. However, since the boss had already made decisions, he could only obey his orders.

Not long after, Wang Ping brought a bunch of trial dishes from seven people, and entered the kitchen. He slept for 50% to finish it. The other catering companies were so big that they looked at them.

"What are they doing? Are they planning to be the Manchu and Han banquet?"

"I don't know either, but they only have 6 people. They have to finish so many dishes. Wouldn't you go until tomorrow?"

Since the kitchen was divided into four areas and was blocked and closed, although everyone was curious, they didn't know what Wang Hao and the others were going to do.

After Wang Ping left, the seven people he brought were kept. All of these seven people were waiters from Yunqing Hotel, and they were borrowed from Su Xiaoyun with shamelessness.

There are more than 30 dishes, each dish costs 100 servings, which means that each dish needs to be made at least 20 plates and more than 600 plates of dishes, so that six people can finish it. You can imagine how large the project is.

Wang Hao and the seven waiters were not idle either, and helped divide the dishes into plates, etc., so busy that they were busy.

Two hours later, the chefs from three Chinese catering companies have begun to serve the prepared dishes to the table one after another, while Wang Hao and the others are still busy making them.

"What are they doing? Why are so many people busy inside?"

"I don't know, I saw that they had cooked a lot of dishes and they could hardly put down the shelf!"

"They don't really plan to cook hundreds of dumped dishes, right?"

Everyone was talking, but unfortunately they couldn't see clearly what Wang Hao and the others were doing inside, so they could only guess outside.

Song Feng sat in the hall, drinking red wine: "Stinky farmers are smelly farmers. They have to command their own dishes. This kind of operation style is simply a shame for the catering company!"

Lin Guangcai from Qingfeng Company and Zhao Miaoying from Huisheng Catering were also very curious. This boss went to the kitchen to direct, which was relatively rare.

After another half an hour, the dishes from the three catering companies were basically cooked and served, but Wang Hao's beauty catering was not served in a piece of food.

Li Qinglan beat her eyebrows and planned to go in and remind them to ask Wang Hao to hurry up. Although there is no time limit for this cooking competition, it cannot be done endlessly.

But at this moment, Wang Hao came out with seven waiters: "Put together all the tables over there and the tables over there!"

With everyone's confusion, Wang Hao directed 7 waiters to put half of the canteen's tables into long shapes, with as many as six.

Song Feng looked at Wang Hao's actions and almost couldn't hold the wine glass. With a foolish look, he jumped up from the stool: "I, Cao, this guy is so fucking flying! Are you planning to hold a party, 6 long tables, are you going to serve hundreds of dishes?"

The others also looked at each other, and they just spliced ​​four tables into a large table with about thirty dishes on it, which was a fine route when walking.

However, Wang Hao put at least 50 tables together, and he threw all the chairs aside. This way of playing is absolutely ashamed.

"This..." Li Qinglan didn't know what Wang Hao was going to do, and looked at each other with several judges.

At this moment, the sound of cooking finally stopped in the kitchen, and then seven waiters rushed into the kitchen.

Not long after, the seven waiters, together with the six Gao Qi, each came out with two plates of dishes and placed them on the table.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!