Food Circle Plug-in Emperor

  Chapter 62 Don't even want a face

   Fu Yu went back to the dormitory with the shopping bag in hand.

  Open one of the cigarette cases and take out a pack, and repack the rest.

   Wait until the evening to find a chance to send it to Zhao Meng.

   Fu Yu returned to the back kitchen and handed Zhao Meng a box of Zhonghua.

   Zhao Meng received the cigarette, and smiled helplessly: "You boy, it's really... okay, just treat it as a celebration for me."

   Zhao Meng can see how frugal Fu Yu usually lives.

  So occasionally Fu Yu respects him like this, and Zhao Meng will find an opportunity to make it up to him afterwards.

  Fu Yu asked curiously: "Chef Zhao, is this a happy event for you?"

Zhao Meng laughed and said, "Didn't the stock I bought before start to rise? I was thinking of waiting, but just now my friend said it was about the same, so he helped me sell it. Guess what? This number!"

   Zhao Meng stretched out four fingers.

  Fu Yu's eyes lit up: "Four thousand?"

   Zhao Meng opened the cigarette case, touched the lighter, and said, "Add a zero."

   Fu Yu was stunned, and asked, "Chu Zhao, I remember you haven't bought this stock for a long time, right?"

   Zhao Meng nodded: "I bought it on the 6th of last month."

  Fu Yu suddenly regretted: "I knew I could earn so much. When you invested money, you should have brought me one."

   "As far as your little money is concerned, let's save it honestly. There are risks in this stock trading. It's easy to say if you make a profit. What if you lose? I'm just a small speculator, earning some pocket money."

   Zhao Meng said and waved his hands: "Hey, hold on, I'll go out to smoke a cigarette."

  Fu Yu agreed and glanced at the kitchen wall, the order list pasted on it was cleared, and no new order list came in for the time being.

  So Fu Yu started to clean up the messy kitchen counter.

  When I was cooking before, I accidentally spilled the oil, and it became greasy and flowed into a puddle.

   Fu Yu wiped with a paper towel.

  The paper towels are too absorbent, and the oil penetrates the paper surface and stains your hands.

  Looking at the greasy and dirty hands, Fu Yu couldn't help feeling emotional.

   I also spent a day in the back kitchen.

  Others have money to invest in stocks to earn living expenses.

  He has to live frugally for living expenses, for fear of spending an extra penny.

   It's true that people have to throw more than others!

   Fortunately, there are systematic subsidies now.

   Thinking of the money he had earned recently, Fu Yu wiped his hands and couldn't help but took out his phone to check his account balance.

   Okay, although it is still more than 20,000, it is almost close to 30,000 anyway.

   Put away the phone.

  Fu Yu couldn't help muttering in a low voice: "This can be transferred directly from the bank, why can't you be more considerate? It's a mature system anyway, can't you learn to make money by yourself?"

  The system seemed to be dead, silent.

   Today is the night shift, and Fu Yu worked until 10:30 in the evening, and then he clocked in and went back to rest.

   Called home as a matter of routine.

   His mother told him to pay attention to his body and not to be too tired.

   As he agreed, he beat his leg.

   After his mother finishes talking, his father will answer the phone.

  His dad asked him if he had enough money? Not enough to ask for at home.

  Fu Yu's heart was sour, and he was bragging.

   Wait until his parents are reassured, and then hang up the phone.

  Lying on the bed, physically and mentally exhausted.

   After thinking about home for a while, I fell asleep before I knew it.

   Have a good night's sleep.

  The next morning, Fu Yu got up on time, washed up and went to the front hall to check in.

  The electronic voice in the punch card machine reported crisply: "Signed in, thank you!"

  At the same time, an electronic notification sounded in Fu Yu's ears:

【Ding! Daily task: complete ten times of independent cooking, task completion reward: RMB 20, task experience +10]

【Ding! Continuously sign in to daily tasks for 10/10 days, task completion reward: ingredient selection skills (advanced), current task completion progress: 9/10】

  Daily tasks can also expand into chain tasks?

  Good thing!

  But the content of this task is that he is about to achieve his goal, so he deliberately made such a difficult task to make him unable to complete it, right?

   Independent cooking ten times?

  Yesterday, Zhao Meng basically let him practice on the stove while teaching. It seems that he only cooked seven dishes in total.

  The business in the restaurant is too prosperous, no matter how much Zhao Meng wants to take care of him, he still has to focus on the business in the restaurant.

   This daily task is a bit difficult.

   But looking at the rewards he could get after completing the task, Fu Yu was really tempted.

  There is a paragraph in Yuan Mei’s Suiyuan food list that reads: ingredients account for four points, and cooking skills account for six points.

   It can be seen that the quality of the ingredients is important to a dish.

  Ordinary vegetables and seafood, Fu Yu can also identify the freshness, but it is limited to common ingredients.

  But now the vegetables, fruits and meat vegetables sold in the market are basically sprayed with drugs to promote ripening and freshness, which leads to excessive pesticides, unclean cleaning, and differences in the taste of vegetables and fruits.

   Therefore, if he can acquire the skill of selecting ingredients, it will really help him in his future cooking.

  On the way to the back kitchen, Fu Yu was thinking about how to express to Zhao Meng his urgency to be in the kitchen.

   If it really doesn’t work, just hang out with your face.

  And what if Zhao Meng's personal skills can be obtained?

   After all, the title of Rising Chef is really impressive.

  It is said to be random, but the probability is still quite high.

  Fu Yu arrived at the back kitchen and found that Zhao Meng was not there.

  He asked Sun Qingning: "Where is Chef Zhao?"

  Sun Qingning really admires Fu Yu now, and his attitude is getting closer.

   "When I came over, I saw Zhao Chu and Yao Chu went to the front together."

  The two were talking, when Zhao Meng came back with a sullen face.

  The air pressure around him was too low, Sun Qingning saw it, and hurriedly oiled the soles of his feet to get away.

   Zhao Meng announced with a cold face: "All of you, come here, I have something to say."

   Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.

   What happened again?

   Several small workers from Zhao Meng's side hurried over.

  Zhao Meng stretched out his head again to call the little worker at Gu Chu’s side: “Yao Yihang, you guys also come here.”

   and others all came to the front.

Zhao Meng took a deep breath, obviously showing his lingering anger: "Chef Gu is not feeling well, so he asked for leave, and Chef Yao was temporarily transferred. Today, I will be in charge of the back kitchen. You all should be more diligent. In addition, because there are not enough people, Yao Yihang cooks independently today, and the order list will come later, you choose the dishes first, and leave the rest to me."

  Yao Yihang hurriedly agreed: "Okay, Chef Zhao."

   Zhao Meng ordered a few more routine orders, and then dispersed everyone.

  Everything was as usual at Gu Chu, while Zhao Meng called Fu Yu over alone.

   "You should also take a day off today. I just told Yao Chef that you will go directly to the music restaurant in a while, and he will take you to the stove today."

   Fu Yu was a little surprised: "Chef Yao is taking a break today because there is work at the music restaurant?"

"What would you say if you have work!" Zhao Meng was obviously not in a good mood, and his voice was a little sullen: "The boss is busy going fishing today, so he invited Chef Yao to join him. pushed."

  Fu Yu nodded: "So that's the case."

   Fu Yu asked casually: "Chef Gu looked fine yesterday, why did he suddenly get sick?"

  Zhao Meng snorted coldly: "I don't get sick sooner or later, but it's just today! Who doesn't know his thoughts!"

  Zhao Meng really looked down on Gu Yunwu, this guy is really good, just for a small worker assessment, this is not even face.

The more he thought about it, the more angry Zhao Meng became, and his voice was sullen: "Yesterday, when Wang Yuxuan was delivering the dishes, he met Gu Yunwu and went to the boss. Chef Yao told me just now that the boss talked to him yesterday and asked him to try his best in the back kitchen. A bowl of water is level!"

  If it wasn't for yesterday afternoon when he bumped into the boss talking to Chef Yao in the parking lot, Fu Yu suddenly heard Zhao Meng complaining, and he still couldn't understand where his anger was.

  But now when the front and back are combined, Fu Yu immediately understands!

   This is clearly Gu Yunwu trying to mess with him!

  Gu Yunwu is resting, Yao Chef is not there, and the back kitchen is all supported by Zhao Meng.

  Zhao Meng is too busy to take care of himself, so he definitely doesn't have time to guide him.

  He even had problems going to the stove alone.

  Yao Yihang is successful, and he can start cooking after receiving the order.

   This is clear, we must prevent him from practicing!

  Thinking of this, Fu Yu couldn't help but sneer.

   The abacus is pretty good, but it's a pity that it's me this time!

  I have to show you what it means to be superior in skills this time!

  (end of this chapter)