Siheyuan: A Cook in the 60s

The moment it is served in person.

The leader first threw all the affairs of Cao Wei to Java.

My goodness, is this thing made by a human?

How can it be so delicious?

The leader and the top leader didn't say much, they just slurped their noodles.

Simply can not stop.

Wait until you come to your senses.

Both of their stomachs had grown bigger and they were lying on the chairs groaning.

"Good fellow, if you don't know, you would think it was drugged." The leader couldn't help but sigh, and seeing the look on the boss's face, he laughed: "Why are you the same as me?"

"It's always like this." The big boss shook his head. "In the past, it wasn't so exaggerated. To be honest, I've asked Xiao Cao to cook for me for more than ten years. Probably, it started around 63. Until I went to the south, his cooking skills were pretty good in my impression. He improved very quickly in those years. I originally thought that after I came back, his cooking skills would probably be improved to a higher level. Who would have thought that when I ate it for the first time after I came back, I had exactly the same idea as you."

"I really suspect he drugged me."

lead:……

"Is it really that exaggerated?"

"Do you think this tastes exaggerated?"

"Ah, every generation has its own talented people. This taste is absolutely amazing. Although I don't know the details of it, in my opinion, this bowl of noodles is the most delicious thing I have ever eaten."

This evaluation is really high. The leader doesn't like to eat too extravagant food, but at this position, even if he doesn't want to, there are real chefs to cook for him. No matter what it is, the standard will not be too bad. Under this level of cooking for many years, it still tastes the best, so it is not an exaggeration to say that this thing is "the pinnacle".

"Let's take a break?" the big boss suggested.

"No, just let him come out. I have something to ask him."

"That's okay."

Cao Wei had no idea what trouble he had gotten himself into, and at the moment, he was cleaning the kitchen.

Li Li stood by and watched.

"Do you always clean up like this after work?"

"Yes, the kitchen is not clean. I feel uncomfortable all over. Besides, it smells after a long time. It's not good."

The two of them hadn't communicated for long when Cao Wei was called out.

When he saw his leader, he was stunned for a moment, then returned to normal.

Wow! This is the boss!

Cao Wei didn't think it was a big deal for the leader to appear. He had big men on both sides, so it didn't matter to him. He just needed to do his job well. In fact, this world is just a huge makeshift team. Sometimes, tension is caused by oneself. Only by relaxing can we better meet challenges.

"Xiao Cao, come here, I have something to ask you." These words were not spoken by the big boss, but by the leader.

Cao Wei was shocked and walked over.

"Come, sit down." The leader said seriously and in a friendly tone. The main reason for his friendliness was his round belly.

Cao Wei was not polite either. He sat down, with only one-third of his butt touching the chair, and his hands on his knees. He looked very well behaved.jpg

"Don't be so nervous, relax. I heard that you are planning to open a restaurant."

"Oh, yes." Cao Wei nodded.

lead:……

This guy is really not nervous at all. Is it because he is confident in his tricks? Or something else?

"Then tell me about your plan."

"There are big ones and small ones. Which one do you want to listen to?"

"Don't keep us in suspense, just say what you have to say!" The big boss glared at Cao Wei.

"Okay." Cao Wei was not polite, and his eyebrows were dancing with joy when he talked about this: "For the small one, we can build a canteen, and for the big one, we can build a restaurant and a canteen."

"In other words, the big one is included in the small one. Just say the big one." The leader's ability to grasp the key points is quite strong.

"Okay, then I'll talk about it. Let's talk about the canteen first. The model of the canteen is similar to that of the steel mill canteen, but mine has more things. For example, in an ordinary restaurant, a meat dish costs about one dollar and a half to two dollars. The meat dishes in my canteen are probably controlled at around a few cents."

"How can we control it to just a few cents?" The big boss was a little confused.

"You mean, lower the amount?"

"Yes, that's right. If you want to eat, you can order more. I don't have much else here, but I have a lot of dishes." At this point, Cao Wei chuckled, "You two also know that I'm a cook. I'm telling you the truth, so don't be unhappy. My apprentices have been coming and going over the years, and they only cook potatoes, sweet potatoes, potatoes, and sweet potatoes. Occasionally there are meat dishes, but they are also big pot dishes. You can't practice good cooking skills in a steel mill."

This is a bit presumptuous. Anyone with a narrow mind will think that you are scolding him.

"Are the conditions worse now? I was thinking about letting them practice in this cafeteria."

The two leaders didn't care about this.

The leader is more concerned about the relationship: "So, you think that your cafeteria serves as a training ground for chefs."

"With so many dishes, the more you cook, the better you will become. Also, my canteen doesn't plan to use a very large pot. One pot can only produce ten servings at most. With more practice, your skills will improve. When your skills improve, you can go work in a restaurant."

The two leaders looked at each other.

The leader laughed: "This is really a complicated matter. What about the restaurant?"

"There are three types of restaurants. The first type is when there is something going on at home, so people go to a restaurant to celebrate. They just order food from me. It's pretty much the same as outside, with one dish after another. This type of food is the best for training. The second type is when we consider taking on banquets, like wedding banquets. It's also appropriate to hold it in a restaurant. The specifications of the banquet and the chef can all be booked in advance."

"As for the third option," Cao Wei said, and stopped talking: "I haven't thought about it yet."

The leader ignored the "third type" he mentioned.

But I saw the innermost things.

"That is to say, you divided the chefs in your restaurant into three levels. The first level cooks in the cafeteria, the second level cooks for individual guests, and the third level cooks for banquets. Right?"

"Oh, that's right!" Cao Wei slapped his thigh and said, "You are the leader, that's what I think. This way, the cooking skills of the younger generation can be improved slowly. To be honest, the cooking skills of my apprentices are terrible. What will we do if there is no one to take over in the future? You don't know that my master is so worried that his hair has turned white."

If my colleagues heard this, they would probably scold me for being shameless...