Siheyuan: Starting with one acre and three fen of land

In the lounge of Beijing Hotel, Master Fan, who had just returned from a meeting, was sitting upright in a chair.

With a soft "dong" sound, he put the teacup in his hand back on the table.

The sound seemed like a signal, and everyone in the room put down their teacups and looked at him.

“Masters, this is roughly what we talked about at the meeting today.

There has been a lot of commotion in the kitchen lately, and things have been settled.

Please pass this message on so that everyone can work with peace of mind."

Those present here are all master chefs and obviously will not care too much about this matter, and their reputations do not need to be verified.

However, they have many disciples, both big and small, under them, and it is related to their livelihood.

"Okay! Now that this matter is settled, it's good. I wonder what the specific rules are?"

"Yeah yeah!"

A chaotic sound suddenly filled his ears, and Master Fan had to raise his hands and clap his hands to raise his voice.

"Everyone, please listen to me."

Seeing that several people stopped talking, he nodded and continued to explain the details.

“The assessment team’s work cannot be handled by us alone, as it requires too many people.

There is still some time before the assessment, so first we need to draw up a high-level review list.

In addition, we must take the lead in organizing colleagues in the four-nine cities and deploy the personnel this time.

Cooperate with government staff to ensure this large-scale assessment of cooks is done well.”

As a key unit, the Beijing Hotel naturally has excellent chefs.

Those who can stand out in the kitchen are master chefs with superb skills and unique specialties.

The Four-Nine City is not big or small.

As an ancient city with a long history, there is never a shortage of famous restaurants in the city.

The restaurant kitchen is where hidden talents gather, and there are many famous chefs.

The chefs of other restaurants are equally as good as those of the Capital Hotel, except that they are inferior in administrative status.

They are indispensable for participating in assessment matters and conducting high-level reviews.

Chefs all have their own skills, and everyone in this circle knows how good their skills are.

Master Fan saw the thoughtful expressions on everyone's faces and continued.

"Let's discuss the review list today, and then notify everyone.

After the list is submitted and confirmed, we will discuss and determine the specific matters together.

What do you think? "

After saying that, he glanced at everyone, asking for their opinions.

"Master Fan, would you like to invite the masters there?"

One of them thought about it, pointed his finger upwards, and asked Master Fan.

Master Fan turned his gaze towards the person who had asked the question, and when he saw his gestures, he immediately understood.

After a brief pause, he replied, “Let’s ask them first to see if they have this intention.

If you want to come, you can add me when the time comes. If not, forget it."

Red Wall is a sensitive place after all, and the status of the chefs there is somewhat special.

Everyone also realized the benefits of doing so and unanimously agreed with his proposal.

Next, everyone recommended their familiar friends, and the room became lively.

He Yuzhu, who had a day off, didn't know about these things.

Spending a day strolling around the city with his wife and children made his recent monotonous and busy life much more relaxed.

Early in the morning, He Yuzhu rode his bicycle to the kitchen in the morning light as usual.

What caught my eye were Master Cheng Tianxiang and his apprentice who were busy working, with steam rising from the steamer on the stove.

As for the work in the kitchen, He Yuzhu only needs to cook a few dishes as a token of his appreciation.

When he comes to work every morning, the first thing he does is come to the kitchen to say hello.

Doing this is to show respect to others. Don't take other people's kindness for granted.

The importance of good teammates cannot be overstated.

After hearing the call, Cheng Tianxiang stopped stirring with the spoon and looked back.

"Hey, Master He, you're here! It will be ready soon, so we can eat together."

Xiao An, who was sitting in front of the stove and making fire, greeted quickly: "Master He, good morning!"

He Yuzhu smiled and nodded to Xiao An, then walked to the stove and took a look inside.

“It’s still the same old three!”

The three items for breakfast are millet porridge, steamed buns, and a dish of pickles.

Unless the kitchen receives advance notice, it will be changed upon request.

Hard work and simplicity have never been just a slogan, but something we practice and take the lead in implementing.

In the past few months, the practice of serving soup bowls with meals is a change brought about by He Yuzhu.

Considering the contributions made by He Yuzhu, he did not ask for any other rewards.

The bosses couldn't refuse his small request, so they made an exception and agreed to it.

Otherwise, Chief Chen would have to set a trap for people in order to trick them into eating meat.

It is not easy to get people to agree.

Cheng Tianxiang put the spoon in his hand into the basin on the stove and turned his head to look at He Yuzhu.

"Haha! The chiefs and the others said they've gotten used to it and can't change it."

As he said this, he walked to the cupboard, reached out to take out the jar of pickles, and prepared to put them on a plate.

"Master He, your pickled vegetables are really good. Recently, the leaders have been asking me where I learned this new method."

He Yuzhu smelled the fragrance of the porridge, picked up the spoon and started stirring it in the pot.

He replied, "Hey, this is really good."

After Cheng Tianxiang finished loading the plate, he put the jar back, turned around and walked over.

He didn't ask about the pickles anymore. It was a personal secret recipe and he couldn't ask about it casually.

The secret recipe is for the guys who eat their own meals. If you ask more, you will cross the line.

What a secret recipe means is a steady flow of money.

"Master He, let me tell you something."

He Yuzhu held a spoon in his hand and turned around in surprise, with a questioning look in his eyes.

"Master Cheng, do you need help with anything? Just tell me."

Seeing Cheng Tianxiang's serious face, I thought he had something to ask for.

Cheng Tianxiang waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no, I don't need any help.

It’s not my personal matter, it’s my official business.”

He Yuzhu raised his eyebrows, put the spoon back into the basin, and waited for his next words.

“Yesterday, a colleague from the Capital Hotel came to see me and told me about the recent wage reform.

We need to make a jury and ask if we are interested in going.”

He Yuzhu understood clearly that it was because of this matter, and he secretly calculated it in his mind.

Now that I've been transferred here, the focus is not cooking, but other things.

Besides, his master, uncle, or senior uncle will definitely be on the judging panel.

It would be embarrassing if I missed a few.

After thinking this through, he came up with an idea.

"Master Cheng, what do you think? Do you agree?"

Seeing that he didn't nod in agreement immediately, he asked for his response.

Cheng Tianxiang roughly understood He Yuzhu's wishes and couldn't help but agree with him more.

I didn't misjudge him. He has a bright future.

His expression changed, a smile appeared on his face and he shook his head.

"I'm already under a lot of pressure to serve the chief well, so I don't have the energy to do these things."

He Yuzhu laughed and gave him a thumbs up: "Then I will learn from you!"