Wishing Restaurant didn't want to explode

A hearty voice came through the microphone, "Chef Liao, where have you been recently?"

It's always a pleasure to keep up with old friends.Liao Chu smiled, came to the window with his trouser pockets in his pockets, looked at the bustling crowd outside, "I didn't go anywhere."

The person who made the call was Huang Lie, a headhunter with a bold and vicious vision.I told Liao Chu before that the decline of Old Taste Restaurant is inevitable, and it is not suitable to stay for a long time, and suggested that he change jobs immediately.

Later, the old man became seriously ill, and the young master's family showed their sharpness. The conflict of ideas between the two generations became apparent, and the core members of each of them also had constant conflicts.

Everyone in the group panicked, and many people took the opportunity to run away.

Liao Chu has always been extremely sensitive to people's emotions and emotional changes, how could the Young Master not see the changes in targeting him?

I just don't want to go, and I can't go.

The old man was kind to him and helped him quickly grow from a rookie to an executive chef who can stand on his own, gaining both fame and fortune. If he leaves at this time, the old taste will really be over.

In life, there are always things more important than money.

Huang Lie said with a smile: "I know you are unhappy, it's good to take a rest, but life has to look forward, move the dead and live, it's better to develop in another place.

Remember Mr. Yang of Shanghai Yuanju Group?Some time ago, he also contacted me, saying that he would like to invite you to sit in the town. The annual salary will be increased by 10% on the basis of the old taste, and it will increase year by year after that, and a long-term contract can be signed.If you have other requirements, you can discuss them. "

For a catering group, an excellent executive chef is a golden signboard and a Dinghaishenzhen, which definitely deserves special treatment.

Liao Chu raised his eyebrows, "I'm afraid it's not that simple, right?"

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and the same is true for the catering industry. The northern cuisine is very different from the southern cuisine, and chefs often form cliques. In fact, it is difficult for a wild person like Liao Chu to survive anywhere.

But he happened to be doing well, it all depends on his strength.

Dissatisfied?That's it.

Huang Lie just laughed, "You don't have to worry about this, Yang is always very sincere, no matter how the old man supported you back then, he will only do better."

Liao Chu didn't make a sound.

Hearing no sound from the other side for a long time, Huang Lie said again: "Brother, Mr. Yang is really sincere, why don't you meet first?"

The annual salary of executive chefs in first-class catering institutions starts at least one million, and Old Taste is one of the best.

In other words, as long as Liao Chu nods, he will earn 10 yuan more than before every year, which is not counting other benefits.

"Uncle?" The little girl ran over and hugged him from behind, "Who are you talking to?"

Liao Chu rubbed her head with his backhand, and moved the phone away, "A friend."

Huang Lie on the other end of the phone faintly heard the voice of the child, and asked in surprise, "Are you married?"

You have children, but you didn't invite yourself. You don't treat me as a friend!

"My sister's child," Liao Chu said, "thank you and Mr. Yang for your kindness, but I really have no intention of going elsewhere for the time being."

Huang Lie was taken aback, "Did you do it alone?"

Unexpected and reasonable, with his talent and age, he should make his own way.

Working for someone else is not as fun as being your own boss!

Guoguo looked up at Liao Chu, only to realize that he was on the phone, and hurriedly covered his mouth, his big eyes that were exposed were darting around.

She knows she can't be interrupted on the phone.

This little clever ghost.

Liao Chu laughed, "That's right, I mainly want to take a rest."

If you go on like that, you will lose your life, so what's the use of making more money?

Huang Lie misunderstood, thinking that it was the behavior of the old and young master that chilled him.

"That's fine. Anyway, experience in your field is the most important thing. The older you are, the more valuable it is." Huang Lie smiled brightly, "Even if you want to change places in the future, there is still time. You must contact me when the time comes."

Liao Chu nodded over the phone, "Definitely."

Huang Lie asked the address of the restaurant again, Liao Chu said: "Little door face, if you play around, I'm afraid you won't be able to get into the eyes of the old man."

Huang Lie laughed loudly, "The mountain is not high, and the water is not deep. Since it is your brother Liao's stove, does it matter whether it is big or small?"

Qingjiang City, tsk tsk, the diners there are lucky!

At the level of executive chef, the things that need to be responsible gradually shift from the kitchen to the front desk, and more people still participate in the overall layout and development of the restaurant, which belongs to the management level.

Unless it is a special VIP order, the general chef will not open fire easily.

Recalling Liao Chu's craftsmanship, Huang Lie also had a little drooling.

He looked at his itinerary, um, he's going on a business trip next month, why don't he just go and have a look?

The big deal is to take the high-speed rail for an extra three hours, just to see what unique attractions Qingjiang City has.

The two chatted for a while, and then hung up.

Guoguo asked in a muffled voice, "Uncle, can I talk?"

Liao Chu picked her up and walked downstairs while saying, "Yes."

"Uncle's friend, does Guoguo know him?"

"I don't know each other, but maybe one day I can get to know each other?"

"Is it fun to make friends?"

"It depends on who your friends are," Liao Chu put the little girl on the ground when he came to the lobby on the first floor, "You will make friends when you go to kindergarten."

When she heard about the kindergarten, the little girl pursed her lips again and groaned, "But Guoguo doesn't want friends, Guoguo only wants an uncle..."

Liao Chu folded his arms and looked down, raising his eyebrows.

Guoguo quickly lowered her head and rubbed her toes against the ground, "I see, uncle said to try bravely."

Liao Chu flicked her braids in satisfaction, "It's awesome."

"Uncle, uncle, what are you eating today?" A child's sadness is like thin clouds in the sky, coming and going quickly.

"Roast suckling pig." Liao Chu said.

"A pig who is not picky eaters again?" Guoguo swallowed.

"Probably." Liao Chu didn't expect a story to have such great stamina.

Speaking of making good soup earlier, it reminded him of another popular dish in Guangdong Province: roast suckling pig.

Yesterday he contacted a supplier he knew before and said he wanted some fragrant pigs.The other party really has the goods in stock, and they delivered them overnight, and they got both ends early this morning.

They are all small and tender piglets of the same color, weighing about eight catties, which are most suitable for the conditions of roast suckling pigs.

This is a hard dish with a long history. As early as the Southern and Northern Dynasties, it was recorded in Jia Sixie's "Qi Min Yao Shu": "The color is the same as amber, and it is like real gold. It disappears when you enter it. It is as strong as snow, and it is creamy and creamy. Extraordinary."

Even today in modern society, roast suckling pig is still the C position on many important occasions.

For example, in the minds of many old Cantonese people, roast suckling pig is a must for ancestor worship during festivals.

Not only is it demanding on the ingredients, but also the seasoning and heat of the ingredients are indispensable, and ordinary shops dare not sell them with signs.

But Liao Chu dared.

A good chef can be a terrible killer if he goes astray, because they are all experts in handling knives.

At this time, Liao Chu was disemboweling the fragrant pig, removing the excess ribs and shoulder blades and spreading them out.

The sharp blade swims between the flesh and fascia, like a dexterous white fish, full of sharp killing intent, but also has a deadly beauty.

Paoding Jieniu, that's all.

Marinated in the morning, baked in the afternoon, just right for dinner in the evening.

When Ji Peng came to eat at noon, he went to the back kitchen first, "Boss, what's for dinner?"

There are only three major events left in his recent life:

Breakfast, lunch and dinner.

The waiter Guoguo poked his head out from the side, and said loudly, "It's a pig!"

Liao Chu threw a heavyweight bomb with a calm expression, "Roast suckling pig."

Ji Peng took a breath, "I want it! Make an appointment first, how much?"

After hearing the amount, the black-skinned boy was unusually silent.

He mechanically ordered his lunch, walked to the corner, and suddenly started pulling out his phone to make a call.

In China, eating has multiple meanings, and a small dining table is the beginning and end of many loves and hatreds.

How many deals have been concluded in this way.

The same is true of Boss Ji.

When his son called, he was chatting with someone for a drink, so he pressed the button to hang up.

But a few seconds later, the phone rang again, and the partner smiled and said: "It seems that there is something urgent, why don't Mr. Ji answer the phone first."

Papa Ji got up apologetically, "Alright, everyone, use it first."

He went outside to pick up the phone, and the eldest son's heart-piercing shout immediately came from the receiver, "Dad~! Something serious happened!"

Papa Ji's expression turned pale, "What's the matter?"

Could it be a car accident? !

Ji Peng choked up and said, "Chef Liao said that there is roast suckling pig tonight. I want to make an order, but..."

Not enough money!

Roast suckling pig? !

Father Ji, who had been lucky enough to taste it a few times, was eloquent instantly, and calmly said, "Sure! How much is it?"

Chef Liao's craftsmanship must be trustworthy.

The black-skinned boy who received the support suddenly gained confidence and quoted the price sonorously.

In fact, the prices of Liao Kee restaurants have always been high, but most of the residents in this area live affluent lives and are willing to pay for delicious food, and don't care about spending more to satisfy their appetites.

But this number still instantly knocked the boy down.

"It's worth it, I'll send you the money right away." Boss Ji is well-informed after all.

For a chef of Liao Chu's level, he would have to double his price in any star-rated restaurant.

He also ate nearly ten thousand pieces of roast suckling pig!

So up to now, Boss Ji still can't figure out why Liao Chu came here.

Even if you stand on the top of a mountain yourself, you should build a big shop, right?

But that's other people's business, anyway, it's his own family that is taking advantage now, and he hopes that the other party will never leave for the rest of his life.

When the call ended and we returned to the dining table, the friend asked, "How is it?"

Papa Ji's expression has long since returned to calm, "It's nothing serious, but I'm afraid I won't be able to accompany you all at night."

Anyway, the details of the cooperation have been discussed almost, the overall situation has been decided, and the rest can be done by the assistant.

Oh, isn't making money just to improve the quality of life?

entertainment?Where is it important to eat roast suckling pig!

When Ji's father arrived in the evening, he found that the interior of Liao Ji restaurant was quite chaotic, and his son was the center of the whirlpool.

Liao Chu roasted two in total, and kept half for himself to eat, and the remaining half was not enough for the old diners, so Ji Peng's behavior of monopolizing one caused public outrage.

Everyone said that this is a society that emphasizes equality and justice, so the roast suckling pig should also be divided equally.

And the sunset red combination means respecting the old and loving the young.

"We're all going to die soon, and we won't be able to see the sunrise tomorrow if we don't keep them all together. You're still young, wait for the next batch!"

Hu Shun said in his heart, you are full of spirit and quick thinking, who will believe you when you say you are going to die!

Besides, Boss Liao himself admitted that making roast suckling pig was inspired by me!

"Come on, kid, grandpa has something to discuss with you," old man Song smiled kindly, "it's a whole pig, you can't finish it all by yourself, don't be indigestible at night, grandpa Share it for you?"

Ji Peng tried unsuccessfully to struggle, and couldn't help looking at his wrist in horror:

The opponent's skinny palm like a chicken's claw is so powerful!

But he decided to guard the roast suckling pig to the death, because the strong aroma wafting from the oven would drive people crazy, and any fool knows it is absolutely delicious.

"It's not me alone, but also my dad, my whole family!"

"It's not good for children to lie," Old Man Li said, beating on the suona, "Didn't your mother and brother go on a trip a while ago?"

Ji Peng: "..."

Please don't worry about such small details, okay?

"Grandpa, don't do this, I paid the money."

"Hey, I'll transfer it to you, and I'll give you another hundred to buy candy!"

At a critical moment, Mr. Ji fell from the sky, and Ji Peng cried out, "Dad!"

If you come a little later, our roast suckling pig will be lost!

then……

There were two people who were surrounded and "coerced".

Ji Peng: "..."

What do you say you are useful for!Hostage?

President Ji: "..."

Careless.

He looked at the suona dangling in old man Li's hand, his eyelids twitched, and he deeply suspected that the other party would use it as a stick in the next moment.

This is a ruthless character who once singled out an entire western orchestra.

The father and son looked at each other, and both saw helplessness and grief from the other's eyes:

It seems that if I don't spit out something today, I'm afraid I won't be able to get out of this door.

But after all, Ji Peng was the first to discover and place an order, so the father and father still enjoyed a little preferential treatment:

The Ji family father and son shared one with Liao Chu, and the remaining one was retailed.

In addition, there is no special reason to make reservations afterwards, first come, first served, at most half a piece at a time, and those who succeed are not allowed to place another order within three days.

Everyone was quite satisfied with the result, so the tranquility returned to the Liao Kee restaurant, and they began to enjoy the hard-won delicacies.

Two crispy-skinned suckling pigs were neatly placed on the chopping board, burnt red and oily, with a strong aroma, and the smell alone was enough to eat two bowls of rice.

I don't know who swallowed the saliva first, and immediately after that, everyone's stomachs began to growl.

My dear mother, I am dying.

Liao Chu wiped the blade clean and pressed down slowly.

"Crack~!"

The shiny shell shattered in an instant, like crystal amber candy.

The fat and tender interior is exposed, the rich and clear gravy surges, and the more intense and complex aroma blows towards the face, like a hurricane rolled up on the ground, blowing everyone's souls away.

Mother, I have worked hard all my life, and I am not worthy of anyone!

Old man Song stamped his feet from behind and shouted, "Don't waste the juice, cover rice, cover rice!"

What a delicious gravy!

The near-water tower wins the moon first, Guoguo gets a plate first, and then opens his mouth in full view, ah!

Wow~ She opened her eyes in surprise, is this a pig?It was completely different from anything she had eaten before.

The outside is crunchy, fragrant and sweet; the inside is tender and melts away after a few chews!

"It's not fleshy!" said the little girl with a glossy mouth.

Everyone was shocked.

But after hearing her gulp and swallow it, she said firmly: "Fatty meat can't be so delicious!"

Not even pigs who are not picky eaters!