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Chapter 78 Seeing him, I thought of myself back then

Chapter 78 When I saw him, I thought of myself

Author: Lao Tuo

Chapter 78 When I saw him, I thought of myself

Small courtyard.

Hongdou and Aunt Agui were sitting in the tea room. Following Ma Ye's skillful movements, the teacups prepared for them were filled with green tea with a rich aroma.

Seeing both of them looking forward to it, Ma Ye's enthusiasm for drinking tea was also aroused.

Only by drinking tea with such tea lovers can we feel the tranquility of time.

After sighing in his heart and complaining about Zhang Wentao, Mr. Ma was about to put the cup in front of the two of them.

Aunt Agui, who was already a little impatient in waiting, turned sideways and asked Xu Hongdou: "Hongdou, I heard from the villagers that you are helping Ayao look after the store, but do you want to stay with us?"

Xu Hongdou smiled and waved her hands quickly to explain: "No, no, no, I'm a volunteer, I don't get paid. I just find something to do and help out."

"Help?" Aunt Agui nodded and continued, "But it's okay, people always have to find something to do."

Speaking of this, Aunt Agui thought that everyone in the courtyard seemed to have something to do, but the old horse making tea was busy practicing immortality every day, so she glanced at him and said: "Laziness is a disease."

Mr. Ma raised his eyebrows and said with a sly smile: "Point me."

Aunt Agui picked up the teacup and asked: "By the way, Hongdou, I heard that Zhang Wentao in our yard is not an ordinary person, is that right?"

"He..."

"Maybe, what's the matter?" After Xu Hongdou finished speaking, he picked up the tea cup, put it to the tip of his nose and smelled it. He took a sip and said with a smile, "Well, it smells so good. What kind of tea is Mr. Ma's?"

"This is Ming..." Mr. Ma was about to answer, but Aunt Agui interrupted him: "It tastes good, but it just tastes like tea."



"Isn't it just smoking? Isn't this the reason why we can be eliminated?!"

"Yes, we are just here to apply for an apprenticeship. There are so many things to do."

"Isn't that right? He actually requires us to stay in the kitchen for 12 hours a day. Isn't this obviously squeezing us?"

After arriving at the back kitchen, Zhang Wentao followed Shi Tiandong to the front hall to conduct the necessary interviews after making arrangements in the back kitchen in an orderly manner.

Not many people came, and most of them were introduced by Sun Xiaowei’s friends.

Although one or two had studied as chefs and some had working experience in other restaurants, Zhang Wentao simply looked through everyone's resumes and put all these useless things together.

Looking at the people who came for the interview in front of me, I stated my requirements.

very simple

1: No smoking.

2: Able to work in the kitchen 12 hours a day.

Apart from that, there is nothing else.

However, with these two requirements alone, more than half of the applicants will be eliminated.

When Xie Liang heard the first request, he was secretly grateful. Fortunately, his brother Ayao asked him to quit smoking when he saw him smoking not long ago.

Although I have a history of smoking, I am now quitting smoking and should be counted among the non-smokers.

But before he could be happy for long, Zhang Wentao walked up to the remaining applicants and said calmly: "Extend your hands and let me take a look."

After hearing this, several people quickly stretched out their hands.

After a quick glance, Zhang Wentao pointed at two of them and said, "You can go."

The yellow marks on the index finger nails do not hide the fact that they smoke.

In fact, there is a reason for Zhang Wentao's request. It is not because he does not smoke, nor because smoking will damage the sense of taste. It is because if a person smokes for a long time, his hands will have the smell of tar from tobacco.

This kind of smell that sticks to your fingers will be stained after it comes into contact with dough or some ingredients.

Italian cuisine itself has many dishes that are closely related to pasta. The main purpose of recruiting apprentices is to let them deal with trivial things in the kitchen. He also wants them to be responsible for making various handmade pasta, pizza dough, sun-dried tomatoes, etc. every day.

A relatively unskilled job.

As for the 12-hour requirement, Zhang Wentao also has his own ideas.

Besides lunch and dinner, he wanted these people to spend more time in the kitchen and learn.

If you want to take this path, you must be willing to work hard and endure hardships.

Every chef who has made a name for himself, whether it is Chinese food or Western food, has done little by little from the most basic work. Talent is only one aspect, but the sweat behind the scenes is the key.

Italian cuisine is not very particular about innovative dishes. As long as you master the skills and become proficient, long-term persistence will naturally pay off.

Seeing that there were only two people left at the end, Zhang Wentao looked around and asked Shi Tiandong: "What do you want?"

Shi Tiandong replied without a smile: "I didn't."

A restaurant can only make one sound.

Zhang Wentao asked him out of respect for him, and his answer was also out of respect for Zhang Wentao.

Zhang Wentao nodded, and when he looked back again, he found that the young man he had seen at the door of the restaurant in the morning had a somewhat uneasy look on his face. He turned his head and walked towards him.

He spoke lightly, but his eyes were sharp: "Why, if you have any ideas, say it now. You won't have the chance to express it when you get into the kitchen."

Xie Liang swallowed hard after hearing this.

Under Zhang Wentao's sharp gaze, he glanced nervously at Xie Xiaochun, who was quietly communicating with Sun Xiaowei behind Zhang Wentao. He gritted his teeth and said, "I...it turned out that I smoked, no...but only for a few days."

Zhang Wentao said nothing and had no expression. He just looked at Xie Liang coldly.

The more such a look, the more Xie Liang felt inexplicably flustered and felt a little ashamed. After all, he was introduced by Xie Xiaochun.

If you don't get hired because of such a trivial matter, it's okay to embarrass yourself, and let your sister be embarrassed along with you.

After a while, Zhang Wentao kept looking at him, and he murmured: "Well... I really only smoked for 2 days, and then I quit. I promise to work hard after I come to the kitchen, and I also promise that I will never smoke again."

Already."

"Are you sure?" Zhang Wentao opened his mouth and asked, with an indescribable dignity in his words.

Xie Liang was stunned for a moment and replied: "I promise."

"I hope your guarantee is not worthless." After Zhang Wentao finished speaking, he glanced at the young man next to him who was also a little trembling, and then said:

"From today on, as long as you two stay in the kitchen, my requirements for you are first: wear gloves. Second: obey the work arrangements."

"If you can't do it, you only have one chance."

After saying that, he turned around and said hello to Sun Xiaowei, showed a polite smile to Xie Xiaochun whom he had met before, and walked to the kitchen with Shi Tiandong.

"Why, if he's not satisfied, I can just ask Xiaowei to let him go."

Just as he was about to walk into the kitchen, Shi Tiandong looked back at Xie Xiaochun and Xie Liang and said.

Zhang Wentao shook his head: "The kid just did okay, it would be good to give him a chance, but he reminds me a bit of when I first started working."

"When I first started working, I was the same age as him."

"That's right." Shi Tiandong smiled.

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