Food Circle Plug-in Emperor

Lin Xuesong hung up the phone and turned to greet the waiter: "Your Manager Jia just said, contact the back kitchen right away. Go over and see if the food can be served?"

The waiter was helpless and wanted to explain that if the back kitchen’s dishes were ready, there would be a waiter to pick them up.

But saying this kind of words to the customers who are urging the food is completely playing the piano to the cow.

So, the waiter replied with a particularly good attitude: "Okay, please wait a moment."

After finishing speaking, the waiter withdrew, turned around and went to another box in charge of her to wait for dispatch.

back kitchen.

Fu Yu finally freed up a stove.

He glanced at the menu, there were ten dishes in total, and the easiest ones to make were fried clams in sauce and pot-packed pork.

Fu Yu ordered Zhang Jinyu to prepare the ingredients, while he put the freshly cooked dishes on the plate.

When the dish in his hand was handed over, Zhang Jinyu also prepared all the ingredients.

Fu Yu started cooking.

Pick all the clams first.

Throw away dead and stale ones.

Then, slice the green onions, ginger, and green and red peppers obliquely, and cut the dried peppers into sections for later use.

Blanch the clams in a pot of boiling water until the shells open, then remove and drain the water.

Put the pot on the fire and heat the oil, add the onion, ginger, and pepper segments and sauté until fragrant.

Put the drained clams into the pot and cook with cooking wine.

Add Korean chili sauce and oyster sauce, and stir fry evenly over high heat.

Stir-fry until the soup dries up, and sprinkle with shallots.

Zhang Jinyu stood beside him and watched Fu Yu cook.

Looking at a plate of popped clams in sauce, all the clam meat is firmly attached to the shell. If you look closely, there is not even a piece of clam that has fallen off.

Zhang Jinyu endured it again and again, and leaned forward and asked, "Chu Fu, how did you manage to fry the clams so that the clams don't fall off?"

After all, when the clams are stir-fried, the shells collide with each other, and it is inevitable that the clam meat will fall off.

It is actually normal for a few pieces to fall off in a plate, but it is impossible for ordinary people to ensure that none of them fall off.

At least Zhang Jinyu has never seen anyone who can do this.

Fu Yu thought, as long as there is a system, anyone can do it.

On the mouth, he said: "This fried clam is a special test of cooking skills, especially when you throw the spoon. You must control the force of throwing and the speed of retracting. It's like practicing Tai Chi. , the opening and closing of yin and yang, the combination of hardness and softness, and both internal and external cultivation. Do you understand?"

Zhang Jinyu: "."

It's so deep, but I just don't understand it.

Fu Yu was making a plate here, and turned around to greet Zhang Jinyu: "Pass me the hot broccoli."

Zhang Jinyu turned to take the bowl, and when he raised his hand to Fu Yu, he accidentally touched the handle of the shovel in the pot.

The shovel picked up the quilt by the sleeve, and swept it sideways towards Fu Yu.

Fu Yu reached out and grabbed the spatula out of conditioned reflex.

The shovel did not fall, but he touched the oil with his hand.

Zhang Jinyu repeatedly apologized: "Hey! I'm sorry, are you okay, Fu Chu?"

Fu Yu shook his head: "It's okay, pass me a tissue, this hand is full of oil"

Before he finished speaking, the cell phone in his pocket rang suddenly.

Fu Yu didn't bother to wipe his hands, and hurriedly ordered Zhang Jinyu: "Jinyu, help me take out the phone!"

Zhang Jinyu hurriedly took out Fu Yu's cell phone, glanced at the caller ID on it, and reported, "Fu Chu, an unfamiliar number."

Fu Yu thought it was a call from a courier, and hurriedly said, "You can answer it for me, it should be from a courier, just let him put it at the front desk."

Zhang Jinyu helped connect the phone: "Hello? Huh? Who is it? Hello, what's the matter? Oh, wait a minute!"

Zhang Jinyu held up the mobile phone and handed it to Fu Yu: "Fu Chu, let you answer the phone."

Fu Yu reached for the tissue and responded casually, "Who is it? Let him wait a while! I can't take it!"

Zhang Jinyu sent a message: "Wait a moment, him."

Fu Yu wiped his hands with a tissue, while Jia Rundong hung up the phone directly.

Zhang Jinyu hurriedly reported to Fu Yu: "Fu Chu, the other party has hung up."

Fu Yu snorted, and asked casually, "Isn't it a courier?"

Zhang Jinyu shook his head: "No, what did he say he was from? It's too noisy here, I couldn't hear clearly."

Fu Yu didn't take it seriously, and said casually: "If there is something urgent, I will call again. It's okay, don't worry about it."

What are they supposed to do here?

Jia Rundong was sitting in the office over there, completely sullen.

He heard what Fu Yu said clearly on the phone just now, and asked him to wait a while?

Still can't answer the phone?

Don't have long hands?

Jia Rundong stood up angrily and hurried to the back kitchen.

Their managers get off work at five o'clock every day.

It's not yet time, he is sorting out the problems that occurred during the inspection of the front hall today, and the upcoming National Day, the promotional activities in the store.

Now that he received a call from Lin Xuesong, he hurriedly put down his work and dealt with this matter first.

When Jia Rundong arrived at the back kitchen, he saw Zhao Meng and Gu Yunwu were there, while Fu Yu was standing in front of his kitchen counter and was busy shaking the spoon.

Seeing Jia Rundong coming, Zhao Meng greeted with a smile: "Manager Jia, why are you here?"

Jia Rundong quickly waved his hands, walked over to Fu Yu and said, "Have the dishes in Box 205 been cooked? If not, let's do it now!"

Fu Yu kept moving his hands: "I'm doing it! A dish has already been served."

Jia Rundong felt relieved, knowing that the dishes had already been served, he was relieved.

But seeing Fu Yu talking to him, he didn't even glance over from the corner of his eye, and he suddenly became angry.

This kid is too crazy!

He knew that Fu Yu had just become a full-time employee for a month or so, and now he has officially started accepting orders.

Moreover, in this short period of time, he has made two innovative and improved dishes one after another, and he has gained a firm foothold in the back kitchen.

But in Jia Rundong's eyes, Fu Yu is just a newcomer.

The newcomer is not humble and obedient, and behaves honestly with his tail between his legs

This person is really a bit too rampant!

Jia Rundong looked at Fu Yu and said, "Xiao Fu, there is a rule in the store that as long as it is working hours, the mobile phone must be kept open at all times. I called you just now, why didn't you answer it?"

Fu Yu then turned his head and looked at Jia Rundong with a surprised face: "Is there any answer? Who called me?"

Fu Yu's words were completely unintentional. He really didn't remember when Jia Rundong called him.

He never got a call at all?

As for the call that was picked up by Zhang Jinyu just now, but he didn't even hear the name clearly, it was directly attributed to the harassing call by Fu Yu.

But what he said, in Jia Rundong's ears, was merciless.

Jia Rundong felt as if he had been slapped on the face, it hurt so hot!

This is the first time since he became the front office manager, someone has talked to him so shamelessly!