Chapter 14 Oily Noodles (1)

Wen Mingtang followed Jiang Laosou and Zhang Caimai with his luggage on his back.

On the way there, Jiang Laosou told her about the treatment at the Dali Temple's public kitchen yamen.

"The treatment for public chefs in all yamen in the capital is the same. They are paid 500 cash per month, have two days off per month, and have food and accommodation in the yamen."

Wen Mingtang knew that Zhao Sishan's job of collecting pawns for him would definitely be good, but he didn't expect it to be so rich. You must know that the monthly expenses of an ordinary family of three are only 800 yuan, and hers is 500 yuan, including food and accommodation.

It's included in it, so if you calculate it this way, the monthly surplus is at least more than half of your salary.

Besides, this is considered a yamen position. Unless there is a change of dynasty, Dali Temple is no longer a yamen position. Otherwise, there is no need to worry about the boss running away or extortionate wages.

It is a good job that is stable and includes food and accommodation! Of course, considering that this is the official chef of the Dali Temple Yamen, the word "stable" needs to be mentioned separately.

The group of people walked and chatted, and by the time they reached the Yamen of Dali Temple, it was already dusk.

After dusk, it was already time for the officials of various ministries and yamen in Chang'an City to go off duty. However, yamen such as Dali Temple were really uncertain due to cases and so on, so it was difficult to say whether they would go off duty on time.

When Wen Mingtang and others arrived at Dali Temple, the lights in the Yamen of Dali Temple were brightly lit, just like daytime.

"I guess another case happened!" Old Jiang shook his head and said casually, then led Wen Mingtang to the dining hall of the back office.

The evening meal in the dining hall has been removed. At this time, there are no Dali Temple officials eating, only a few servants are chatting around the table over a pile of fried melon seeds.

Seeing old man Jiang suddenly bringing a young lady in, several of the handymen were startled, stood up quickly, and called out "Master Jiang" unevenly.

Although he is the chef of the imperial kitchen next door, he is still in charge of the job temporarily. He is half the master of the house, so naturally he cannot act arrogantly.

Old Jiang smiled at them, nodded, and asked, "Where is Ji Caimai?"

"It's in the room!" A little girl of 12 or 13 years old said crisply, "I'll call you right now!"

After that, he ran out in a hurry, and not long after, a middle-aged man in his forties came over.

When the middle-aged man saw Old Jiang, he cupped his fists and saluted, and called out, "Master Jiang!"

Old Man Jiang nodded towards him, pointed to Wen Mingtang beside him and introduced: "This is the new cook that the old man hired for your Dali Temple. She just came out of the palace. Her craftsmanship is very good. Even the cooks in the imperial dining room are very good at it."

Praise!"

When Ji Caimai heard that this was the new cook hired by Old Man Jiang, Ji Caimai was stunned for a moment. When his eyes fell on Wen Mingtang's face, and he looked carefully, his expression suddenly became subtle.

Wen Mingtang noticed the change in Ji Caimai's expression and knew something was not right.

As expected, Ji Cai sneered the moment he bought it, and said: "The cook Zhou was a close disciple of the Hongyunlou chef! Not only did the dishes come out mediocre, I heard that there was also trouble. If Lin Shaoqing hadn't taken action earlier,

If she is transferred, the person her family will come to visit is not the Imperial College but our Dali Temple!"

After hearing this, Wen Mingtang couldn't help but smile bitterly: I didn't expect that Chef Zhou in front of me would be so good at stirring things up. There had already been a lot of trouble here in Dali Temple.

With such a "jewel" in front of me, no one would be able to avoid the cook who is almost the same age.

These words were really rude, but old man Jiang was not shy at all. Hearing this, he immediately smiled and said: "Old Ji! Those students in our Imperial College are only thirteen or fourteen years old, after all, they are still

It’s okay for a half-year-old child to be unable to make the decision! But you, the youngest official of Dali Temple, are so weak, how can you ask your family to come to your door? Besides, you, the official chef of Dali Temple...tsk, tsk,"

Having said this, Old Man Jiang shook his head, winked at Ji Caimai, and said, "When it comes to many things, which one can compare to you, Dali Temple?"

The implication: Don’t you know where the public chef of Dali Temple is?

"The position of public chef has been vacant for more than half a year. I finally found one for you, so don't take it!" Jiang Laosou said, reaching out and patting Ji Caimai's shoulder, pointing at Wen Mingtang, and said, "Mr. Wen

If you are dissatisfied, Madam, just change it! No matter if you change to twelve or thirteen, you will still be at the top of the list. You are like a knight, and the yamen next to you can't catch up even if you want to.

Up."

Ji Caimai: "..."

What Jiang Laosou said is really hard to argue with. What's more, Dali Temple's official chef is really short of people.

So, after thinking about it for a while, Ji Caimai finally nodded.

Then, regardless of what Wen Mingtang was good at, Ji Caimai said: "Currently, our chef is preparing lunch and evening meals. We are short of someone who can prepare morning meals. Can Mrs. Wen make morning meals?"

The three meals a day are divided into morning meal, lunch meal and evening meal. For most cooks, the midday meal and evening meal are "regular meals" and can best be used to create various kinds of food. However, the morning meal is not suitable. There are only a few kinds of tricks.

It has always been extremely difficult for chefs to stand out as chefs and is the easiest to be ignored.

As soon as Ji Caimai opened his mouth, he placed the person in the seat of the chef. Who would believe that he had no intention of embarrassing Wen Mingtang?

If Wen Mingtang could detect these discords, how could someone like Old Man Jiang not notice them?

He had a guilty conscience at first, so he placed the good-natured young lady into a place that everyone avoided, such as the public kitchen of Dali Temple. Now, seeing that Ji Caimai had given Wen Mingtang a direct blow, Jiang Laosou quickly spoke up and tried to stop her.

He said: "Ms. Wen is an excellent cook of green plum pork ribs. Why not arrange for her to be seated at lunch or evening meals so that she can make full use of her talents?"

When Ding Caimai was talking to him, he specifically mentioned that Mrs. Wen was very good at cooking green plum pork ribs, thinking it was her specialty.

When the new chef takes office, she will immediately serve up her specialty dishes, so that she can quickly establish a foothold here.

Furthermore, although Zhang Caimai had mentioned that if there was a vacancy in the Yamen's public kitchen, Mrs. Wen would be transferred out of the Dali Temple's public kitchen, but it was still uncertain when the Yamen's public kitchen would be vacant.

What if we have to wait for a year and a half? It is always better to gain a firm foothold and avoid blaming those Dali Temple officials who have "many things" to do.

It's okay that old man Jiang, the clinker, didn't help, but this help aroused Ji Caimai's displeasure. He looked at Wen Mingtang aside with a half-smile, and said: "Master Jiang, what you said is wrong! Which yamen in this capital?"

How can the public chef choose the seats for three meals? When you are busy, you have to cook all three meals. If Miss Wen can't cook breakfast, why not go to restaurants outside and look around?

Where’s the chef of Shishi or Mushi!”

This sentence made Old Jiang speechless: Although Ji Caimai's words are a bit nitpicky, they are also true. The cooks in this public kitchen all cook three meals a day. If Wen Mingtang really only cooks lunch or evening meals

It’s really hard to explain.

But this morning meal... it's really hard to stand out!

Jiang Laosou hesitated for a moment and looked at Wen Mingtang: "Ms. Wen, can you prepare this morning meal?"

Compared to his hesitation, the girl was actually more cheerful! She smiled at him, opened her mouth, and said in a crisp voice: "You can do it!"

This cheerful response made the critical Ji Caimai raise his eyebrows, a little surprised. However, thinking of Chef Zhou from before, his somewhat relaxed expression darkened again.

That week, the cook was so cheerful and diligent when she was new. No, she was still... anyway, he didn't dare to trust such a young lady casually!
Chapter completed!