Zhou Chen has a deep impression on the proprietress Jin Meilin in his memory, because she has been trained a lot. Lu Meilin is the kind of person who whenever she sees you not working seriously and not pleasing to her, she will immediately roar like a lion and become fierce.
He can even scold you bloody and without any mercy.
However, Lu Meilin is very evil, but she is very mean-spirited and can talk and coax. Jin Meilin relies on her to get most of her business. Under her management, the employees in the hotel rarely cause trouble.
On the other hand, Jin Meilin's boss, Lu Meilin's man, Boss Jin, is a pretty guy who doesn't ask much about things. He looks really good, but his behavior is a bit effeminate. He rarely asks about things in the hotel. If he does, it must be...
Use it if you are short of money.
Zhou Chen held a spoon and stood next to his uncle Huang Degui, frowning slightly.
Although Jin Meilin is also a big hotel, the kitchen environment is really poor, and it is incomparable to the kitchens of big hotels 20 or 30 years later.
He does not have severe mysophobia, but he feels that he will never be able to stand being in such an environment for a long time.
But there is no time to understand the plot now, so he can only start doing his own job for the time being.
He had reason to wonder whether it was because he cooked a lot in Zeng Shaonen's world that the system assigned him as a chef in this world?
In fact, there is nothing wrong with being a chef. At least it can satisfy one's appetite. But the problem is that Zhou Chen doesn't want to be a chef every day. Occasionally cooking is fine. He cooks and cooks in the kitchen every day, and cooks and cooks.
He really couldn't stand dealing with ladles.
What's more, he is currently in a large hotel with good business. If he gets busy, he will definitely be busy.
Fortunately, Zhou Chen also cooked often in the previous world, and he still had memories, so cooperating with his uncle was smooth and smooth.
Huang Degui was very surprised: "Ah Chen, you performed well today and your cooking skills have improved."
"Really? That may be because he has enlightened himself." Zhou Chen replied casually.
Huang Degui laughed and scolded: "You are already thirty and you are still enlightened. If you study hard like this, if you can go to a big hotel to be a chef in the future, you will be successful in your life."
Zhou Chen didn't say anything. Being a chef in a big hotel was not his goal. He had to first figure out the plot of the film and television world he was in, and then act according to the mission. Unless the identity of a chef was necessary, he would definitely not work for much longer.
Even though this was just Shanghai in 1991, he still had many ways to make a fortune, both fast and slow money.
While the kitchen was busy, suddenly a fat woman with curly hair and a fur coat appeared at the door of the kitchen.
"Oh, Lao Huang, what are you uncles and nephews doing there? Hurry up and get to work and get two more copies of Farewell My Concubine."
Huang Degui shouted: "I know, boss lady, do it now."
"Hurry up, Momojijiji, don't keep the guests waiting and delay my business. I want you to look good. As for Lao Chen, this old guy must have gone out to smoke again. He smokes every day, one pack a night.
, no wonder his mother-in-law ran away with someone, she could have beaten him to death..."
Lu Meilin cursed and left the kitchen. She had such a mouth. There was no one in Jin Meilin who had not been scolded by her, let alone Jin Meilin. Even on the Yellow River Road, she had scolded many people. Lu Meilin, who dominated the Yellow River Road, was not a waste.
A false reputation.
"Ah Chen, Farewell My Concubine."
"knew."
It started at around five o'clock and was busy until around nine o'clock, when Zhou Chen was able to rest. I have to say that Jin Meilin's business at night was really good. Including private rooms in one night, there must be at least thirty tables of guests.
Zhou Chen followed Huang Degui to the alley behind the kitchen. Huang Degui took out a cigarette and handed one to Zhou Chen.
Zhou Chen pushed back and said, "From today on, I plan to quit smoking."
As he said this, he also put the cigarette in his pocket into Huang Degui's hand, leaving Huang Degui stunned.
"Quit smoking? Can I quit this thing?"
"If you want to quit, you can quit."
Huang Degui looked at his nephew in surprise. He didn't notice it just now, but now he suddenly realized that his nephew seemed different. It was his eyes that were different.
"Achen, you are a little strange today. Are you worried about something? Tell me, I am your uncle and I must be here to help you."
Zhou Chen knew that although he had inherited his memory, there would definitely be changes. Huang Degui, who had been getting along day and night, found that it was normal for things to be different.
"It's nothing, uncle, I'm just thinking, do I really want to be a chef all my life?"
Huang Degui didn't take it seriously: "What's wrong with being a chef? You don't have to worry about food and drink, the salary is not low, and the iron rice bowl is easy to win. If you are not satisfied, then what do you want to do? Do you still want to gamble?"
Having said this, he suddenly looked wary and stared at Zhou Chen.
"Achen, you keep telling me, have you been feeling itchy again lately? Don't forget the oath you swore in front of your mother's shrine. If you gamble again in the future, you will never find a woman and have no children or grandchildren.
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"hiss!"
Zhou Chen took a breath. Although he did not make this oath, but now he has inherited everything. This oath is too cruel. He can't find a woman and cut off his children. How cruel is it to dare to do such a poisonous thing?
oath.
There is a god three feet above your head.
Although he has never encountered this kind of thing, he still has the attitude that he would rather believe it than not. After all, there is even a system for traveling through the film and television world, and there is really a god who can't guarantee it.
Originally, he still wanted to rely on his gambling skills to make his first pot of gold, but this vow somewhat deterred him.
He had used this skill before, and it was indeed a magical skill that made money very quickly. However, except for making the first pot of gold, he had never used this skill before. The more he used it, the more dependent he would become.
Big, he doesn't want to become a gambler.
"Don't worry, uncle, I have sworn an oath and I will never gamble again."
"Remember what you said, I promised your mother to take good care of you. You will be thirty soon. Working hard, marrying a wife in the future, and living a peaceful life are better than anything else."
"I know, uncle."
Zhou Chen didn't find Huang Degui annoying. He knew that the other party was really thinking about him, but he was no longer the person he was before. He had to know the plot before making any judgment about his own life.
After smoking, Huang Degui threw the cigarette butt on the ground and crushed it with the sole of his shoe.
"Let's go, pack up and get ready to go home from get off work."
"good."
I went back to the kitchen and tidied up, and it was already past ten o'clock. Although the salary in a big hotel is not low, it is really busy, and the get off work time is relatively late. The restaurants on Huanghe Road are open until nine o'clock. Common thing.
Zhou Chen was about to go back when suddenly a short-haired girl wearing Jin Meilin's waiter clothes ran over.
"Ah Chen, I have a day off tomorrow, let's go to the Bund to play together?"
Zhou Chen looked at this short-haired girl. She was not ugly. In his memory, she was Jin Meilin's waiter. She came from out of town. Everyone called her Little Jiangxi. She had been with Jin Meilin for a short time and had a good impression of him.
However, Zhou Chen was not interested in her and refused coldly: "I have to go to work tomorrow."
After saying that, he ignored little Jiangxi's disappointed expression and left the hotel directly through the back door.
As soon as he unlocked the bicycle, Huang Degui came over with a cigarette in his mouth and unlocked the bicycle next to him.
"Achen, you kid is so clueless. Although little Jiangxi is from out of town, he looks pretty good, so you don't like him at all?"
Seeing that his nephew was about to turn thirty, as an uncle, he was naturally anxious about his nephew's marriage.
He knows his nephew's situation best. He doesn't have his own house in Shanghai, but still lives with his father and his wife. Although he is a chef, he has only been working for a few years and has no savings at all.
It was impossible to find a local girl in Shanghai under such conditions, so he wanted his nephew to be less picky and find a wife from out of town.
"It's not that I don't look down on others. With my situation, what right do I have to look down on others? It's just that I haven't considered this yet. Making money is the first priority."
"I'm not asking you to get married right away. You can get along first."
"Not interested."
Having just traveled through time, how could Zhou Chen have the heart to fall in love? Love without a financial foundation is not reliable. Besides, in which world has he ever lacked a woman?
In this situation, making money is more important than falling in love.
"You kid, you really don't make people worry."
Huang Degui has nothing to do with Zhou Chen. He is just a chef and has no education. If you expect him to educate Zhou Chen, it is really difficult for him.
The two of them rode bicycles and returned home one after the other.
Huang Degui has been a chef for more than 20 years. Apart from drinking and smoking, he has no other bad habits. In addition, his family does not have any big expenses, so he can still save money for living. He bought a second-hand house a few years ago.
on the second floor of a two-bedroom house.
Huang Degui lived in one room by himself, and Zhou Chen's cousin Huang Youcheng lived in the same room, with upper and lower beds, Zhou Chen slept on the bottom, and Huang Youcheng slept on the upper bunk.
Huang Youcheng is sixteen years old and is in high school. He lives on campus and only comes back a few times a month. Usually only Huang Degui and Zhou Chen live at home.
To be continued...