I just want to fish in peace

Chapter 62 I don't want to be a chef
At nine o'clock in the evening, Haihe Tower.

Chef Wu Yongfu said: "Boss, I won't be coming tomorrow."

Hearing this, Fang Jie's heart tightened, and he pretended to be calm and asked: "Old Wu, how many years have you been with me?"

"Almost ten years." Wu Yongfu said with emotion.

"Am I sorry for you?" Fang Jie asked again.

"Boss, you are very kind to me. Among my colleagues in the town, my salary is the highest. Even compared with the head chefs of those big restaurants in the county, my salary is not bad." Wu Yongfu felt a little guilty.

The water flows to the lower places, and the people go to the higher places.

Someone offered an annual salary of 120 million, and Wu Yongfu had no reason to stay in Haihelou.

"Can you wait a few more days?" Fang Jie asked.

"Sorry." Wu Yongfu gritted his teeth. The Wanghai Building opposite will open tomorrow.

Knowing that the other party insisted on leaving, Fang Jie did not curse, but pretended to be calm and said: "You go."

Not long after Wu Yongfu left Haihe Tower, several of his apprentices followed him.

Fang Jie, depressed in his heart, walked home on foot.

These years, he has made a lot of money, especially last year and this year.

Relying on the top-quality seafood caught by his nephew Fangyuan, Haihe Tower has gained both fame and fortune.

The head chef left with a few apprentices, and there were only a dozen chefs left in Haihelou.

Without Wu Yongfu to support the business, Haihelou's seafood business must suffer serious losses.

If you can't find a chef with superb cooking skills, you might as well rent out Haihe Building.

Fortunately, the house in Haihelou is his own, so the pressure is not too great.

Fang Jie's wife, Zhang Rong, asked in surprise, "What's wrong?"

"Wu Yongfu ran away with someone." Fang Jie replied.

"Wu, why is he like this? If it weren't for you, he would be where he is today?" Zhang Rong was furious.

"Don't talk about it, let's find a way to find a chef with superb cooking skills." Fang Jie said.

"Dad, Mom, the fish cooked by Brother Ping'an is at least ten times better than the fish cooked by Wu." Fang Fang said.

I have rubbed off on the equation of meals many times, and I miss Fangyuan's dishes every day.

"Brother Ping'an's cooking skills are better than Chef Wu's?" Fang Li, Fang's sister, looked a little puzzled.

"Sister, you don't know that the fish and twice-cooked pork cooked by brother Ping'an are absolutely delicious in the world." Fang praised endlessly.

"It's a pity that Brother Ping'an doesn't want to be a chef." Fang Jie's eyes lit up, and he frowned again.

"It should be no problem to ask him to come over for a few days." Fang Fang smiled.

"That's a good idea." Fang Jie nodded, and immediately took out his mobile phone to make a call.

Fang Yuan who answered the phone asked, "Third Uncle, what's the matter?"

"Ping An, help me for a few days." Fang Jie said.

"What?" Fang Yuan asked.

"The chef of my restaurant took people away." Fang Jie explained the situation.

Fang Yuan hesitated for a few seconds and said, "Uncle Third, I can help you for a week at most."

The third uncle's family is very kind to their family, and Fang Yuan cannot remain indifferent.

If you find a chef with superb cooking skills, you will definitely not be able to do it in two or three days.

For a week, you should be able to find a good cook.

Fang Yuan who hung up the phone felt somewhat helpless.

Life is alive, nine times out of ten it is unsatisfactory.

He just wants to fish, not to be a cook.

The third uncle and his family are very kind to his family, and Fang Yuan is not a hard-hearted person.

"The chef who plays a guest role for a week must be prepared that the third uncle will not be able to find the chef."

After talking to his parents about the situation, Fang Yuan and Mu Xueying went upstairs.

"Tomorrow you will be a chef, and I will live broadcast beside you." Mu Xueying smiled.

"Wife, you are so kind." Fang Yuan was deeply moved.

"Anyway, it's just for fun. It's good to broadcast your cooking live." Mu Xueying smiled slightly.

At the beginning of eleven o'clock in the evening, the two embraced each other and fell asleep.

At nine o'clock in the morning, Fang Yuan and Mu Xueying came to Haihe Tower.

"Peace, Yingying." Fang Jie greeted the two with a smile on his face.

"Brother Ping An, Sister Ying." Fang Fang and Fang Li called out.

"Third Uncle." Fang Yuan and Mu Xueying called out.

The beauty shop of the third mother, Zhang Rong, is next to Haihe Tower.

"Ping An, what dishes can you cook?" Fang Jie asked.

"I can cook fish, shrimp and crab, as well as braised pork, twice-cooked pork, braised pork with preserved vegetables, and cold dishes." Fang Yuan said.

He wanted to fish, so he planned to make some seasonings and dipping sauces.

In this way, the existing chefs in Haihe Tower can handle it.

"Peace, I'll take you to the kitchen." Fang Jie smiled.

"Third uncle, can I live broadcast his cooking?" Mu Xueying asked.

"Of course." Fang Jie said without hesitation.

Coming to the spacious, bright, clean and tidy kitchen, Fang Jie introduced Fangyuan and Mu Xueying to a dozen chefs.

The eyes of many chefs were full of doubts, Fang Yuan turned a blind eye, he didn't like to argue with others.

As an advocate that silence is golden, he believes that facts speak louder than words.

To put it bluntly, Fang Yuan knew that he couldn't speak up to others.

People who can speak well can turn black into white, and crooked into straight. They don't have such ability!
After getting acquainted with the kitchen, Fang Yuan started to work.

Things like braised pork and twice-cooked pork can be prepared in advance.

Twice-cooked pork is boiled first and then fried. You can cook the meat first.

Whether the twice-cooked pork is delicious or not, the cooking step is very important.

The meat was not cooked through, and the twice-cooked meat had a fishy smell.

Cooking skills are not enough, let's make up for it.

Twice-cooked pork Twice-cooked pork, the more times you cook it, the better it is.

Put in various spices, Fangyuan put the pork belly and Erdao pork into the pot and cook.

Some of the more than a dozen cooks in the kitchen stood aside to watch the excitement, while others stood in the distance chatting.

The types of work in the kitchen are divided into stoves, loads, chopping boards, water tables, etc.

There are no guests yet, and the chef is not much to do.

Fang Yuan is not a professional chef, and he doesn't know the division of labor in the kitchen, and he doesn't want to know.

Usually cooking at home, it is impossible to give him a few assistants.

In his opinion, a skilled chef can turn ingredients into delicious dishes with kitchen utensils and condiments.

The kitchen is divided into stove, load, cutting board, water table, etc., which looks like an assembly line operation.

Perhaps the division of labor in the kitchen is due to the masterpieces of some chefs who are arrogant and suppress apprentices.

The chopping board is responsible for cutting vegetables, and after a lifetime of work, it is only a matter of practicing knife skills.

Doing lotus is to do chores for the chef who cooks. If you ask more questions, you may gain something.

The water platform is responsible for slaughtering, such as killing fish and chickens.

Fangyuan took out various seasonings and made some seasonings and dipping sauces.

"Master Fang, which culinary school did you graduate from?"

"My cooking skills are all self-taught, and I have never been to culinary school."

"Looking at your appearance, your cooking skills seem to be very good."

"It's okay, I can only cook some home-cooked food."

"Can I try this dip?"

"random."

"So delicious?"

Hearing this, the chefs came forward to try it one by one, and they were both surprised and happy.

At eleven o'clock, there were earth-shattering firecrackers outside, but it was the Wanghai Tower opposite Haihe Tower that opened.

The opening of the big bargain, Wanghailou [-]% off, all of a sudden, the business is booming.

Seeing that there was no room for seating in the Haihe Tower, many people walked into the Haihe Tower.

The people in Southwest Mansion love food very much. For the sake of delicious food, they don't hesitate to queue for an hour or two.

Here in Southeast Mansion, there are too few people who are willing to line up.

Seafood with the same quality, as long as the cooking skills are not much different, the taste is similar.

"Fatty, what good food do you have?"

"Today's braised pork, twice-cooked pork, and fish, shrimp and crab are all delicious."

"No way? I heard that your Chef Wu has gone to the Wanghai Tower opposite."

"My cousin does the cooking himself. To be honest, it's your luck that Uncle Zhang can eat his dishes."

"Then you order a few dishes for us, three meat, two vegetables and one soup."

"Uncle Zhang, braised pork, twice-cooked pork, grouper, how about these three dishes?"

"Vegetarian dishes and soup dishes, how do you arrange them?"

"My cousin is only good at making twice-cooked pork, braised pork and fish, shrimp and crab. You can order what's on the menu."

"If it doesn't taste good, I won't give you money."

"Okay, if you don't think it tastes good, this meal is mine."

　Ask for collection, ask for investment, ask for recommendation ticket, ask for monthly ticket

　　
　
(End of this chapter)