frightfiction Chapter 373 Hostility
Chapter 373 Hostility
Yongnian Building, kitchen.
Everyone is working, but everyone is distracted.
Even the air was impetuous and the atmosphere was particularly weird.
Someone suddenly shouted excitedly:
"They were scolded!"
After blurting out the words, he became aware of the atmosphere around him and instantly became depressed.
The oldest man sitting on the chair against the wall is Song Lin, the head chef of the Yongnianlou branch, who is in charge of the entire kitchen.
Song Lin's name sounds elegant, but he has never been a good-tempered person. All his disciples have been scolded.
But now, he said nothing, just puffed on his cigarette in the corner and sighed sadly.
Seeing that he didn't get angry, the other chefs and apprentices couldn't help but whisper:
I'm sure this person didn't leave at the beginning... Ugh! What was I thinking! How could I be thinking about a traitor?
He seemed ready to rush out to protect Song Lin at any time.
"...That's enough! Stop arguing, what are you arguing about? The sky is about to fall again! Just get on with their work!"
There is no sense of déjà vu in the eyes.
I was wearing a white chef's uniform and a low hat. My skin was dark and wrinkled, and the corners of my mouth were tightly pursed with a hint of wrinkles. You could tell at first glance that I was a bad-looking person.
The kitchen in Yongnian Building is extremely small and occupies only one floor, but is distributed on the eighth floor.
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Who makes Ling Ying the eldest son of Master Wang De and also the junior brother from whom Wang De started learning cooking?
"..."
"Manager Wang, should I introduce you to him?"
I raised my head and happened to meet a pair of deep, white eyes from upstairs.
However, that decision was not made by Manager Nanzhi alone, but by Wang Yong, the person in charge of the entire Yongnian Building.
...Wang De understands all those principles.
Yongnian Building, which occupies an antique building on a less popular street in Yanjing, has a very small interior space.
Wang De came back to his senses, snorted, and then looked at Song Lin and others:
Because it is still early, there are no customers dining outside the store and have not left yet.
Although Nanzhi is a manager, he still respects Wang De.
"Yes, there are so few new restaurants outside of Yanjing City now. There are so few new restaurants with internet celebrity or molecular cuisine. Our restaurant always uses the same old recipes. How can we keep eating there?"
"Zhizhi, what is he looking at?"
"..."
At present, the first floor is the chapel, and the seventh and eighth floors are the private rooms.
Ling Ying shook her head and said something, then looked away as if nothing had happened.
When I left, smaller discussions broke out:
Song Lin and other guests all looked towards the person who came.
Why go through the main entrance?
It would be even more troublesome if there was a big disturbance due to our identities being recognized.
"But really, next time, every customer will ask you if you have any new dishes recently, saying that they are tired of the same old dishes."
After all, what can support a restaurant in the long run is nothing else but the taste itself.
Ling Ying dared not say a word to Wang Yong.
"I saw netizens say they were worried about damaging our reputation. I'm worried too, haha."
"Master Song, why are you here?"
The kitchen is divided into cold dish area, hot dish area and pastry area. There is not even a dedicated area for food processing. It cannot be said to be very professional.
"What do you think?"
Therefore, from the perspective of fewer considerations, it is better to go through the front door and visit the area where guests often come.
Nanzhi is Lingying's nephew, and Wang Yong is Wang De's senior brother.
Nanzhi stood in the kitchen and introduced Xiaojia to everyone, but did not invite Song Lin and us to leave.
"Avoid who?"
Wang De shook his head, trying to get rid of the messy memories from his mind.
After Wang De finished scolding, he put his hands behind his back and walked out of the kitchen.
I said, "The kitchen is the most important part of your Yongnian Building. Except for the chef and the waiters who are responsible for serving the dishes, other employees are allowed to enter. So you should leave for the time being and wait until you finish cleaning up after work tonight, or wait until you finish work tomorrow morning. You can't take a look. That's the general privilege you give them! Other employees have it! Oh, by the way, avoid the head chef in the kitchen..."
As the head chef, Wang De was very confused about the restlessness of the people below.
Song Lin and others who were originally chatting and laughing, came up quietly.
But the current situation is what it is, and we must change it, otherwise we will be washed away on the beach by the tide of the times.
Fu Chao walked towards Song Lin.
Even the children clung to the little man's legs and showed no fear of the new grandfather.
In fact, the more established and famous a restaurant is, the higher the status of the chef.
"Ohhhh, shut up!"
But she also affects my mood.
"Are we really going to do a variety show? Why do we have to do all this fancy stuff in our nice restaurant?"
"Master, if you feel great!"
"Master is also struggling. After all, can the boss be blamed for the incident, or is it because our Yongnianlou's business has been bad recently?"
Only Nan Yi was standing in the same position, behind Song Lin.
Considering the seniority, Wang De is also Nanzhi's elder, so he should be respected.
If the incident of the variety show shooting had been brought up by someone else outside the store, Wang De would have started scolding him a long time ago. With my mouth, I can scold that person to death!
"We can't keep going like this. The restaurant is filled with smoke and foul smells!"
Chef is a traditional industry, and Yongnianlou occasionally adheres to tradition. It is very accepting of internet celebrities, variety show shootings and the like.
"Hum! Louder! Is he tired of living and dares to mention this recipe outside the store?"
Wang Deqia glanced at Nan Yi and his expression became dazed, as if he saw some memory from the past...
"Not only are they tired of eating, but some old customers also said that our dishes are no longer as tasty as before. Could it be that this recipe is..."
It has a total of eight floors, and although they appear to be connected by old wooden stairs, there is actually an elevator hidden deep in the corridor, which is a combination of new technology and retro structure.
"Didn't the Master protest?"
The other party was none other than Wang De.
Because, what I saw was just a big shot, and the tail of Yongnian Building was not yet falling and struggling.
Nanzhi laughed and thought to himself that it was troublesome.
So generally speaking, the young chef sitting in the position of head chef would not be afraid at all even when talking to the manager who manages the entire branch, and he is on equal footing with me.
A vicissitudes of life voice came from the stairs.
I finished my apprenticeship in my teens. 40 years have passed. Wang De can be said to be taught by Wang Yong, and he has always dared to follow me.
At this time, we had just been led out of Yongnian Building through the front door by Manager Nanzhi.
The chef is the one who controls the taste.
Behind my majestic face, the chefs below shrank their heads like quails and dared not to refute.
"It was a spur of the moment decision."
If all of us, a huge group of people, retreated, we would attract very little attention.