Picking up a fool to farm

Yan Chenyi felt the old man's gaze, he turned his face to look, and saw that the old man was looking at him, but there was light in those dirty eyeballs.

After thinking about it, he understood the reason. He remained calm and continued to do the simplest addition and subtraction of the Arabic numerals just a few times on the straw paper.

Anyway, no one can understand Arabic numerals, and he uses them very smoothly.

Taking a look at the account book, copying a set of numbers on the paper at hand in a blink of an eye, the calculation is much faster than typing it out with an abacus.

No way, who told him that he can't use the abacus, it would be good if he could dial a few beads and listen to the sound.

The owner of this restaurant is surnamed Zhang, so we call him Boss Zhang.

Seeing Yan Chenyi glanced at him, Boss Zhang turned back and continued to scribble on his hand, coughed, and asked with a shy old face: "Mr. can also cook?"

One must know that a gentleman stays away from the kitchen, and ordinary people would not let their men into the kitchen, especially Yan Chenyi's image in his heart is very noble now.

Yan Chenyi didn't raise his head, and hummed lightly, but his brows were slightly frowned.

He wrote the calculation formula in his hand twice again, he sighed, raised his head to interrupt what Boss Zhang was about to say, and said, "Boss, there were many mistakes in the restaurant's accounts last year, this..."

Leave three points behind the words, some things can't be said, as long as the old man knows it in his heart.

When Boss Zhang heard his words, his complexion darkened, he waved his hands and sighed, and said, "The last accountant is my old lady's nephew, so don't say anything, don't say anything."

Yan Chenyi didn't ask any more questions, and copied the correct account to the empty book beside him, and after thinking about it, he tore off the original account book, found some paste and pasted it on the new page Before, he said: "I'll write the correct ones, and post the wrong ones. If the boss checks the accounts in the future, he will be able to see it more clearly."

Boss Zhang quickly nodded, thinking that Yan Chenyi's method is good.

"Take a break, sir. I'm not busy looking at the accounts." Now that the old man had other plans, he asked with a smile, "Have you tried the dishes in our restaurant, sir? Do you have any comments?"

Yan Chenyi put down his pen, glanced at the old man, thought for a while, shook his head and said: "I haven't eaten it, but my brother's taste is terrible. If he says it's not good, it must be bad."

Yan Chenyi's words were not nonsense, he found that Sibo's eating habits were good and he was not picky about food, but he was very talkative.

If he finds something unpalatable, he will tell you bluntly that it is not tasty.So Yan Chenyi believed in his words, could it be that you still expect a fool to tell lies?too difficult.At least he hasn't taught it yet, and Sibo probably won't either.

Boss Zhang opened his mouth, but he couldn't refute.

How should I put it, this is the case with food, even if there are only a few kinds of delicious food, he doesn't care, but he knows that the chef in his restaurant has been working for many years, at least he is better than the chefs in other restaurants. The workmanship is better.

"Boss, can I have a look at the menu? Or invite the master chef if he is not busy." The master chef in Yan Chenyi's mouth is a respectful title for the chef in the kitchen.

Boss Zhang nodded and got up to invite someone in the kitchen himself.

Yan Chenyi blinked, and said in his heart that it seems that the boss still has to look at the face of the chef, but that's true, restaurant business people don't have to rely on these chefs to support themselves and make money, it's the same in modern society.

He stretched himself, stood up and moved around, not to mention, he was hungry too.

When he came out of the room, he saw Sibo who was eating in the yard, but the man's complexion was not good at the moment, as if the thing stuffed into his mouth was some kind of poison, his frowning face lost his usual cheerfulness when eating.

"Are you full?" Yan Chenyi sat next to him, reached out to take the spoon he used to scoop up the pork rib soup and put it to his mouth, first smelled it, and then tasted it.

Smack your lips, the taste is okay, not brilliant, not bad, just plain.

He raised his eyebrows, and picked out a few more stir-fried vegetables to taste in his mouth, all the same.Although the dishes look very rich, the taste is really mediocre, no wonder Sibo would say it is not delicious.Even I feel that the taste is so-so, and I have no desire to eat another meal after eating it once.

Sighing, he thought to himself that this cook really wasted such fresh vegetables and meat. If it weren't for this big restaurant in this city, I'm afraid this restaurant would have been ruined by now.

"Chenchen, I want to eat your cooking." Sibo pouted, leaned over and rubbed Yan Chenyi's shoulder with his face, resentful about the bad lunch.

Yan Chenyi smiled and patted him on the shoulder, quite helplessly.

"This is not home, let's make do with something to eat, good boy, we'll go home after I finish my work in a while."

Yan Chenyi was coaxing Sibo, who was losing his temper, to eat two more mouthfuls of steamed buns. Usually a man can eat three big steamed buns and drink two bowls of soup, but today he only ate one and a half steamed buns and didn't drink a bowl of soup. He was a little worried starve the man.

Yan Chenyi never thought about it, he completely regarded Sibo as a child and then raised him...

"Come here, sir, let me introduce you. This is the master chef of our restaurant, Master Liu." Boss Zhang brought a 40-year-old middle-aged man to the backyard, and hurried when he saw Yan Chenyi coming out to eat Go up and introduce them.

"This is the newly invited Mr. Accountant, surnamed Yan."

Master Liu nodded and glanced at Yan Chenyi.

He was called to the backyard by his boss just after he finished his work in the kitchen. He thought it was something, but he didn't expect it was just to introduce a young man to himself.

Boss Zhang was a little embarrassed, and he had long been impatient with Master Liu's attitude, but he couldn't say anything more. After all, he relied on the cook to open the restaurant. If the cook quit, then he wouldn't have to open the restaurant.

After the war, it is so easy to find a cook.

Ugh.

Yan Chenyi smiled at Master Liu, stood up and asked him to drink, Boss Zhang sat down, and poured a cup of tea for the two of them, with a very respectful attitude, after all, what you want to say later may offend others, so you have to put on a show first yes.

Master Liu's expression softened, and he took a sip of tea.

Sibo looked at him with squinted eyes, then glanced at the food on the table, and snorted.

Don't look at him as stupid, but he has a good nose, and he can smell the oily smoke from Master Liu's body.

Thinking that this person is the one who made such unpalatable things, Sibo was not happy.

He would directly react when he was unhappy, and he opened his mouth and said, "The dishes you cook are not delicious at all, and they are not as delicious as Chenchen's random cooking."

The corner of Yan Chenyi's mouth twitched, and he turned to cover his mouth.

Master Liu took a sip of tea and swallowed it, neither vomited nor spit it up, but Boss Zhang was smiling and his face remained unchanged.

"What are you talking about, kid! I've been cooking for most of my life, and no one dares to say that the food I cook is not good!" Master Liu reached out and patted the table, staring at Sibo.

Sibo shivered, and although he was a little scared, he still stuck his neck and said: "It is, it is unpalatable."

Yan Chenyi frowned, pulled Sibo's hand and squeezed it, and Sibo immediately calmed down obediently.

"Master Liu, my brother said too much, I apologize to you on his behalf." Yan Chenyi got up and bowed to Master Liu, then sat down and continued: "But I still have to say something, I offended you."

Master Liu frowned, but said nothing.

How come the boss is also sitting beside him, even if he is rampant, he knows who the boss is, even if he doesn't want to hear it, he can only endure it.

Yan Chenyi glanced at Boss Zhang, saw the old man looking at him with a smile, he was relieved, and said to Master Liu: "I know that Master Liu has been a cook for many years and is familiar with the things in the kitchen, but the business of the restaurant is good or bad. Most of the sources come from the kitchen, and our restaurant can be regarded as one of the best restaurants in the county. Although the food is good, the taste is very mediocre," he said, pointing to the pork rib soup, not caring Master Liu's complexion was now sour, so he continued: "The pork rib soup should be fragrant, fresh, and not greasy, but this pork rib soup has a thick layer of oil floating on it, and the taste is also simple."

Master Liu's face turned red, but he didn't say anything to refute.

Boss Zhang nodded at the side, and asked, "Sir, do you have any suggestions?"

Yan Chenyi smiled, "If you put some kelp and corn, or radish and other side dishes, it will not only reduce the greasy, but also increase the umami taste."

Sibo on the side nodded again and again, and interjected, "Chenchen puts some corn in every time he cooks pork rib soup, it's delicious."

"Besides, if you put less potato shreds in it, it will enhance the flavor even more. If you don't want to see the potato shreds, you just need to remove them when they come out of the pot." Yan Chenyi bowed his hands to Master Liu again, humbly Said: "I only know a little bit of superficiality, Master Liu is not to blame."

Master Liu waved his hand, but after thinking about what he said carefully, he felt that it was really the case.

This Master Liu is also a weird person. If he likes someone, he can say anything. At first, he felt that Yan Chenyi was young and had no abilities, but after hearing his two simple words, he looked at him differently. .

"Then tell me about this fried three delicacies." Pointing to another fried three delicacies, Master Liu raised his chin.

Yan Chenyi glanced at it, then picked up the chopsticks to taste it, and said lightly: "There are many kinds of vegetarian stir-fried delicacies. If you take the dish in front of you as an example, if the eggplant inside is wrapped in flour and deep-fried, it will be delicious. It can keep it soft without collapsing into a lump." Picking up the chopsticks, he picked out two pieces of potatoes, "If the potatoes are sliced ​​and fried, they will be crispy, and then there is the green pepper, the common green pepper. They all have a slightly bitter taste, which many people don’t like, but soak them in sugar water for a while before making them, not only will the eyes look brighter, but the taste will also be much better.”

Boss Zhang's eyes are very bright at the moment, looking at Yan Chenyi's expression is like a weasel who found a chicken cub, it's so scary.

Sibo moved a little, hugged Yan Chenyi's arm, and glared at Boss Zhang.

Master Liu stood up and said, "I'll go and do what you said once. If you're right, then I'll listen to you. If it's not right, I can't forgive you."

Yan Chenyi stood up, "Why don't I do it, how about Master Liu?"

Master Liu nodded and led him to the kitchen.

Sibo hurriedly followed, and was so happy to be able to eat the food cooked by Chenchen!