Siheyuan: A Cook in the 60s

Others are not aware of the charm of the first restaurant.

It is impossible that Cao Wei was not aware of this.

When he saw his name on the newspaper headlines, he knew that everyone would be exhausted today.

With a backbone, everyone proceeded in an orderly manner.

A normal pot can produce about four or five dishes. Each group of people was almost swinging the big spoon until it was smoking. This situation started at 10 o'clock in the morning and ended at o'clock in the evening.

Even so, there were still many people who didn't get to eat and they cursed when they left.

Liu Lan said all the good things she could.

By the time it was finally finished, it was already eight o'clock in the evening, and after cleaning up, it was already nine o'clock.

At this time, there was no one standing in the kitchen.

Everyone was leaning against the wall with lifeless eyes. That scene scared Qin Jingru when she pushed the door open.

Cao Wei still had some physical strength. After all, all those years of training were not in vain.

Liu Lan also followed behind Qin Jingru. At this moment, in this cold winter, she looked like she was steamed in a steamer, and her whole body was covered in sweat.

The people in this kitchen are not much different.

"Okay, okay, let's all go back. We have to work tomorrow." Cao Wei clapped his hands and shouted.

Hearing this, the people on the ground couldn't help but tremble.

Howling.

"I'll give you some extra money. Don't worry, when the monthly salary comes, you won't lose anything."

There are many people here, some were brought in by Cao Wei from the steel mill, and some were brought in by the chefs that day. No matter which one it was, it was the first time for them to encounter such a work intensity. My goodness, cooking one dish after another without stopping, who has ever encountered this before? Technology? At the beginning, I had such an idea, but later on, I was numb.

Hearing that there was money to be added, everyone felt a little happier. But even though they were happy, they still had to pack up and go home.

Cao Wei, Qin Jingru and Lou Xiaoe were the last to leave.

Today, Lou Xiao'e also got to see a lot of people. Everyone had to go in.

Jing Yu was also at the scene, and at two o'clock in the afternoon, she ran out to coordinate supplies.

There are so many people here, and without his coordination, I don’t know if we can hold on.

Everyone is physically and mentally exhausted.

Qin Jingru, on the other hand, looked tired but her face was flushed.

"We made a lot of money today. If we do this every day, we will get our money back in less than a year and make a lot more." Qin Jingru drew a circle in front of herself.

"Don't think too highly of yourself. Everyone just comes here to try something new." Lou Xiao'e is no stranger to this kind of situation. The newly opened restaurants in Hong Kong all have good business in the beginning, but gradually, their skills become the key to success.

"That's not necessarily true." Cao Wei shook his head: "You forgot, we are still accepting the banquet. I think we still have to recruit this person."

"It would be better to divide it into two shifts, breakfast and lunch, lunch and dinner. Otherwise, if we continue like this, we will be exhausted. Jingru, everyone will be paid double the salary this month."

"Yeah." Qin Jingru nodded. She was not stingy about this because she knew how hot it was.

The three of them discussed the future of Samadhi Tower with great interest.

The families of other employees who work in Samadhi Building are looking forward to their family members' return.

There are quite a few, and I even want to go out and look for them.

As soon as Zhao Boxue returned home, he saw Yi Meng waiting for him in the hall.

"Have you eaten?" Zhao Boxue put down his clothes and asked.

"I've eaten. How about you? Are you busy today? Why are you staying up so late? Wasn't it quite early yesterday?"

"Oh, don't mention it." Zhao Boxue sighed: "Master told me that it would be very busy, but I didn't expect it to be this busy. Today, the hand that swung the spoon did not stop. At the beginning, I was still thinking about things like the heat, but later, I became numb. I didn't even think about it and just put the ingredients in. I think I know where the master's saying 'it's only practice that makes the difference' comes from."

"Are there a lot of people today?"

"No, it's so crowded, and even with this, there are still many people who can't get any."

When Yi Meng heard this, she frowned and said, "Will you be so tired in the future?"

"Probably. Master should be able to make adjustments." Zhao Boxue collapsed on the chair and let out a sigh: "If it weren't for the set of standing exercises that Master taught me, I really wouldn't be able to hold on today. In all these years, I've never felt as tired as I do now. My wife..."

"Huh? What's wrong?" Yi Meng asked.

Then, Zhao Boxue fell silent.

Yi Meng was startled and hurried over, only to find that he was snoring softly and had really fallen asleep on the chair.

The same situation is happening in many families: one second, they are excitedly talking about how many people came today, and the next second, they fall asleep.

"What a shame!" Cao Wei sneezed, sniffed his nose, hugged Qin Jingru and Lou Xiaoe, and fell asleep.

At night, the wind blows quietly.

It blew into the Jing family, passed through Jing Yu's red eyes, and checked today's data under the light of the desk lamp.

Jing's mother came in: "Go to sleep, we'll see tomorrow."

"Mom, you don't know. My goodness, we turned over at least 20 tables today. We were busy from morning to night and never stopped. Cao Wei's restaurant has about 100 tables on the first floor, and the second floor is a private room, but those are all large private rooms, specially used for banquets, and there are also about 100 tables. They cooked nearly 6,000 tables of food... Do you know how much money this cost?! It's crazy, it's crazy!"

"I said, go to sleep!" Jing's mother walked over and put the account book back.

Jing Yu wanted to say something, but then her mother glared at her.

Jing Yu shrank his neck and behaved himself.

"Sleep, sleep, hehe..."

The lights are off.

Mother Jing returned to the bedroom, and Father Jing quickly asked, "How is it?"

"That's crazy. Six thousand tables."

"Duo... Duo Shao?" Father Jing's voice was a little distorted.

There are six thousand tables. Even if there are only ten people at each table, there are still sixty thousand people. But the problem is, this is just a restaurant. There is also a big cafeteria next to it!

Even if the consumption of a table is only ten yuan, it would be 60,000 yuan.

This is the amount of consumption on this day. No wonder the kitchen staff is so exhausted.

It was a miracle that Cao Wei's few hundred people could survive.

"My goodness, this turnover is one million a month? Isn't this too outrageous?"

"That's outrageous. Look at how much they spend on groceries every day. If they continue to spend at this rate, I don't know if others will have any objections."

"What's your opinion? When will other state-owned enterprises be able to achieve this amount of turnover?"