It’s not easy to be an interstellar chef

Su Chaoqi's assessment criteria are two: one is that the food is served quickly, after all, street snacks will have long queues if they are slow, and the other is that they are delicious.

Wang Yue expressed doubts on behalf of all the students: "How can it be considered delicious? You didn't give us anything to eat."

Su Chaoqi replied: "It's enough that you feel it tastes good when you eat it."

Wang Yue was not very confident: "How do we know what is delicious? You don't have a sample for us to refer to."

Su Chaoqi shook his head. She had no intention of giving them any samples to taste. If they ate the samples she made, they would subconsciously try to recreate the taste she made. But if street snacks all have the same taste, what's the point? .

"Life is full of flavors, sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, salty, sour and delicious, sweet and bitter. As long as you think it tastes good to you, others will definitely think it tastes good too, so just make your own judgment based on your taste." .”

Wang Yue didn't think bitterness was delicious, but this statement was too philosophical. She didn't know how to respond, so she could only frown and say nothing against it.

But fast food can still be practiced. Qin Xin is very generous and allows them to use the ingredients as they please, but they must finish the food themselves.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye, and then it was time for the assessment.

The examiners were Yue Ming and his friends. Ten people came. Su Chaoqi did not participate. As the examiner, she had to sit in the examination room and observe each student's technique, movements and hygiene, and give scores.

It is up to Yue Ming and his friends to taste the cooked food and rate it.

Morissa and Yue Zheng also came and participated in the scoring as judges.

Although Yue Ming did not invite them, Qin Xin did, and they found it interesting and came to take a look.

"How do you calculate this assessment?" Morissa asked curiously.

Su Chaoqi explained to her: "Everyone makes a portion and puts it out. You choose according to your eyes and give points. In the end, the points are accumulated and added up. Everyone can only eat one piece of the tofu."

Morissa frowned: "That's not fair. The more people eat it, the higher the score. What if something delicious is only eaten by one or two people?"

Su Chaoqi asked her, "If you eat something delicious, wouldn't you recommend it to others?"

Morissa paused. She really knows how to do it. If it is recommended by many people, it means it is really delicious, so the score will naturally be high. If it is not recommended by others, it will naturally be unpalatable.

This kind of testing method is also interesting. Since it is Su Chaoqi's decision, Morissa will wait and see what happens.

After the assessment started, everyone quickly started to work. The oil was heated to high temperature and made a sizzling sound. The scraper made a lot of sounds on the iron plate.

It's a bit like returning to a busy street market in a previous life.

Su Chaoqi was in a daze for a moment, then quickly observed everyone's movements and scored them on the optical brain.

The assessment content is to make three servings of sizzling tofu in ten minutes. This is also a great test for unskilled people. Skilled people must also be very focused to ensure that they do not make mistakes.

After ten minutes, everyone placed their sizzling tofu in their positions and left, and then the judges entered.

There are corresponding numbers on each table. The judges only need to score each number on the optical computer. Everyone's score will not be displayed on the optical computer, but everyone will always have a mouth. Asked, this question will give you an answer.

At the beginning, the first judges all selected randomly. It was said to be random, but it also depends on the eyes. This is the "color" in "color, fragrance". Good-looking things will attract more attention.

After tasting, they either nodded or shook their heads, and then communicated with each other, tasted what the other had just eaten, or went to find the next eye-catching food.

Yue Ming sighed: "I used to think that every dish has a different taste, and the method and process are all fixed. Even the ratio of seasonings and periods are given. No matter how different people cook it, it won't change. But I didn't expect that it would." It’s so far apart.”

His taste is stronger, and he likes those with a lot of chili peppers, but Morissa's taste is more sour and sweet, and what she likes is the one with a little more tomato sauce.

Everyone else has their own tastes, but there is still a relatively concentrated choice of whether it is delicious or not, but everyone's score is different.

But if there are more people giving scores, the total score will naturally go up.

Some people finally looked at the ones that had not been touched or only ate one or two pieces, tried to take a bite, and then looked disgusted and finished one piece with a frown.

More than a dozen people ate with satisfaction and said goodbye with their round bellies in their hands. The stall left behind was left to Qin Xin and Su Chaoqi to clean up.

Qin Xin checked the scores with Su Chaoqi and determined which people were to be sent away.

The total score given by the jury is subtracted from the score given by Su Chaoqi during the exam, and the final score is the score each person should have.

Su Chaoqi glanced at the rankings and saw that Wang Yue's results were pretty good, ranking in the top three, and he was immediately relieved.

Although she was not familiar with this old classmate, she was still an acquaintance. If she was too bad, even though Su Chaoqi would not be affected, it would be a bit disappointing.

"I want to choose a manager," Qin Xin asked Su Chaoqi for his opinion, "How about Wang Yue?"

Qin Xin's words were of course a show of goodwill to Su Chaoqi. Wang Yue had some relationship with Su Chaoqi, so Qin Xin didn't mind letting Wang Yue be the manager. And from another perspective, it was better to communicate with someone he knew than with someone he didn't know. It’s easier to communicate with people you know well.

But Su Chaoqi vetoed it: "She is young and can't control people. Just knowing me is not enough to convince the public, and she will be questioned. She was asked to be responsible for delivering messages before because she knows me. I don't know other people so I chose her." She should be replaced by someone else."

If Wang Yue had a tough temper, he wouldn't have been bullied when he went to school. Persimmon has always been picky about the weak.

Qin Xin had no objection. For her, anyone could do it. It didn't matter whether it was Wang Yue or anyone else, so she picked the person with the highest score.

After passing the test, it was time to prepare to set up a stall. The students who passed the test the next day were assigned to sell sizzling tofu in the streets and alleys.

Not to mention the snack seller, even Qin Xin was a little nervous.

Su Chaoqi was very confident that the business of this kind of snacks could not be bad. It was not bad in the Blue Star era, so would it be bad in the interstellar world.

But it’s also very tiring.

Of course, no one felt the same on the first day. They even felt that it was too late to go out, and there was no way they could go out to work until eleven o'clock.

Su Chaoqi also gave an explanation for this: "Most people have just taken nutritional supplements in the morning, and the feeling of fullness makes people less likely to have appetite, so it is better to go out at noon."

This statement is not convincing, but it would be better to sleep more in the morning, so everyone feels that they have earned something.

So at eleven o'clock they went out.

There is no sales requirement on the first day. It is just a test in the market. Even if one copy is not sold, it doesn’t matter. In the worst case, we will come back and adjust the plan in time.

But even so, they are still very uneasy. This uneasiness is an instinct for unknown things.

After Wang Yue arrived at the place where she set up her stall, she took out a table from the allocated space button. When she opened the panel of the table, there was an iron plate for cooking tofu. Ingredients and seasonings were placed in the belly of the table. The front facade of the table He also posted a sentence: Sizzling tofu, 50 star coins.

The location where she set up her stall was at the entrance of a residential complex. It was not the lunch break yet, so the entrance to the complex was a little deserted, but there were still some people who looked at her with curiosity when they saw her setting up her stall here, but they obviously had no intention of doing so. Come forward and ask.

There are also many stalls in Xingxing, many of which sell their own handicrafts, so Wang Yue's stall did not attract any strange looks.

But what Wang Yue took out was not a handmade product.

Wang Yue didn't care about other people's eyes. She was very nervous now.

Su Chaoqi said that you can't wait for others to ask before you start cooking. If you don't put things out, others will never come up and ask. So Wang Yue spread a portion of tofu on the pot, turned on a low heat, and heated it slowly.

A passerby looked at it for a while, then came up to him curiously: "What is this?"

Wang Yue was in a nervous mood at this time. She was startled when someone suddenly spoke to her, and then she subconsciously blurted out the sentence she was silently repeating in her heart: "Would you like a piece of sizzling tofu for fifty SGD a piece?"

Then he realized what the other person was asking and immediately changed his mind and said, "This is sizzling tofu, a kind of food."

"Eat?" The pedestrian looked at Wang Yue suspiciously, "Are you a chef?"

Wang Yue immediately denied: "I am not a chef. How can a person like me be a chef?"

This is what Su Chaoqi has repeatedly emphasized. He cannot admit that he is a chef. Once he admits it, he is lying and will put himself into an unfavorable situation.

Pedestrians were puzzled: "Then you say this is food. You are not a chef and you can't sell food."

"You cannot sell food made from exotic animals," Wang Yue explained, "You can still sell food made from plants."

Wang Yue has memorized these regulations very firmly. She also told pedestrians which regulations, which chapter and which article.

A passerby checked and found out that it was true. In other words, Wang Yue was setting up a stall legally.

"Can plants be eaten?" The pedestrian turned to another question, "I've never heard of it."

"Of course you can eat it," Wang Yue said confidently, "The main component of tofu is protein, followed by carbohydrates and fat, as well as some trace elements. You can test my tofu and you will definitely not find any harmful ingredients. "

The pedestrian believed it because Wang Yue's expression was so confident that people couldn't help but believe it, but he still had doubts: "Is the food made from plants... delicious?"

Wang Yue rolled his eyes: "I can give you a piece to try. If you think it tastes good, you have to promote it to me on social media."

The pedestrian thought for a while and felt that his deal was worth it, so he nodded: "Okay."