Xiaosheng is not a nerd

Chapter 344 Give it a try
Xie Fu said with a smile: "This is hiring a chef." He read the words above.

After hearing this, the man asked doubtfully, "Is there still a shortage of chefs in the palace?"

The middle-aged man who posted the notice heard the conversation, turned around and said, "The lady's royal chef is recruited, and the monthly payment is one hundred taels."

The monthly payment of one hundred taels really startled people. Is this money from the Wang family not considered silver? Even the annual salary of a first-rank official in the dynasty is only a hundred taels.

Of course, there are salaries, job fields, servants and other subsidies.

But the monthly payment of one hundred taels is really appalling.

When Xie Fu heard the word "royal chef", his heart moved, it didn't take much effort, seeing how thin she was, she should have taken good care of her body long ago, and this "royal chef" was justifiable.

Instead, he cooks in the name of a friend, which seems to be a deliberate attempt to curry favor.

No matter what, the disease must be cured first, and the body must be healed first, otherwise everything else will be empty talk, even when she first saw her she was pale and emaciated, looking malnourished, not to mention she is seriously ill now.

The man asked, "Is there still a shortage of chefs in the palace?"

The middle-aged man replied: "Miss has no appetite and can't eat anything, so I specially recruit a chef."

Xie Fu thought to himself, he was sick and couldn't eat any delicious delicacies from mountains and seas, so he stepped forward and said, "How about I have a try?"

The middle-aged man who posted the notice glanced at Xie Fu, probably thinking that he was too young, and asked, "Are you here to join in the fun?"

In the past few months, the chefs have been changed almost every three to five days. It has been calculated that there have been more than [-] chefs, and each chef has a long history, and all of them have decades of cooking skills. The old royal chef who retired and returned to his hometown.

To put it bluntly, none of the replaced chefs were famous chefs, and none of them were sought after by famous restaurants.

But what's the use of making dishes that don't suit the young lady's appetite. Seeing that the young lady is losing weight day by day, she collapses from starvation before falling ill.

Of course, he doesn't know the details, but he has only heard a little about it.

Xie Fu replied: "No."

The middle-aged man said displeasedly: "I don't have time to fool around with you."

Xie Fu smiled lightly: "If it's okay, you have to let me try it. I wanted to apply for the job, but you rejected me. Wouldn't it be dereliction of duty?"

One sentence can convince this middle-aged man, whether you can do it or not has nothing to do with you, as a servant, you only need to follow the rules and do your job well.

The middle-aged man changed his words: "Okay then, I'll take you there to have a try."

After scanning the onlookers, more and more people took Xie Fu away.

This is not the recruitment of servants and servants, but the recruitment of a first-class super chef. This month's money is one hundred taels plus the name of the Wang family. I believe the news will spread all at once.

With such a high salary, people with real cooking skills will not be tempted.

In fact, in the past few months, super famous chefs in the surrounding cities of Jinling have basically been found.

The master is among the people, although it may be slim, but you still have to try.

When I came to Yifang, the gate was taller than ordinary houses, and it was considered a large family compound, but Xie Fu didn't know whether it was a family or a Wang family compound.

Before entering the door, I heard the sound of oil pan boiling from inside.

Come in the gate, catch your eyes, good guy.

There are dozens of stoves in the spacious yard, which are divided into two rows, separated by about ten feet, and each chef occupies one stove exclusively.

Those who didn't know thought that the Wang family hosted a banquet with hundreds of tables.

Xie Fu took a quick scan and found that there are men and women in the chefs, and they are all a bit older. There are some sixties and white beards.

Dozens of stoves were already fully occupied, and there was a line of dozens of people not far away, obviously showing off their cooking skills one by one.

It seems that the competition is very fierce. Originally, I thought that with my own cooking skills, the post of royal chef would be easy to grab, but now the competitors are all elite chefs.

Experts will know if there is one as soon as they make a move. The skill of the knife, the strength of the spoon, and the mastery of the fire, all of which have not been decades of effort.

This made Xie Fu feel that he was just an ordinary person in front of this group of culinary elites.

If it comes, it will be safe, and after a while, I have to take out my own trump card.

An old man in his sixtieth year came over, wearing the same clothes as servants of the Wang family, but the color was darker, obviously his status was higher.

The middle-aged man immediately greeted him respectfully, "Song Guanshi."

Steward Song nodded, and his eyes fell on Xie Fu, looking at him in a habitual way.

The middle-aged man immediately said: "This man is here to apply for the position of Neng Chef."

Song Guanshi was surprised when he heard this: "So young?"

You have to know who dares to apply for the royal chef, who doesn't have decades of culinary skills, how can it be so easy to get a hundred taels of money this month? .

These days, the youngest chef he met who came to apply for the job was in his early forties, and this person was quite famous, and he was a disciple of the imperial chef.

Xie Fu looked at Guanshi Song and looked at himself, smiling slightly.

"Well... Now that you're here, let's try it, and go in line over there."

This tone obviously did not take the young man seriously.

At this moment, a young woman walked in quietly at the door, wearing a green dress with a few patterns on the plain clothes, which was enough for the 18-year-old daughter's family to fully reveal her peach-like mature beauty.

The face is exquisite and beautiful, a magnolia hairpin is inserted in her hair, and a few long temples stick to her cheeks like disobedient willow branches, which add a bit of girlish charm to this woman.

As soon as the woman entered the door, she walked to one side, obviously intending not to disturb anyone, and secretly observed.

Perhaps it was because of such a beautiful and charming young lady who was too eye-catching on such an occasion, or maybe it was because her identity was not simple.

Steward Song immediately set his eyes on her, went forward to meet her, and said respectfully and politely, "Miss Yan Yu, why are you here?"

This woman is Yan Yu, Wang Wanzhi's personal maid. She is just a maid. It can be said that she has no power at all, and it can also be said that she has great power. What she says, others are willing to do what they want. This is power.

Yan Yu replied, "I'll take a look."

She is very concerned about the selection of the chef, and it can even be said that she is anxious and looking forward to it. Is there no chef in the world who can make the lady eat something.

If this continues, the young lady will starve before she falls ill. The young lady in front of her is getting thinner and thinner day by day, and Yan Yu's heart is both heartbroken and uncomfortable with her miserable appearance.

God, please help me, save Miss.

When Yan Yu was feeling sad, he suddenly felt a gaze staring at him, and when he saw a young man, his face turned cold immediately, and it was true.

Seeing Steward Song's respectful behavior just now, Xie Fu knew that this woman had an unusual status, so he deliberately stared at her, hoping that she would recognize a hero with her eyesight.

However, the other party seemed to be seen too much by men, and he instinctively took Xie Fu's eyes, hoping to recognize a hero with his eyes, as the eyes of a man when he sees a beautiful woman.

Xie Fu returned what he thought was a refined smile.

This elegant smile fell into Yan Yu's eyes, but she felt that she was being molested inappropriately by her eyes. Danfeng's eyes suddenly released a cold gaze, and her eyebrows were deeply frowned, showing deep anger marks. Steward Song felt as cold as falling into a glacier.

"Where is the bold servant?"

Yan Yu's tone was full of cruelty, she was in such a bad mood that she had nowhere to vent her worries.

Song Guanshi immediately said angrily: "What are you looking at, this is Yan Yu girl."

Look at this tone, I wish I could beat up Xie Fu and stand up for Yan Yu.

Xie Fu politely called Miss Yan Yu, but blinked and smiled. You have discerning eyes, don't you think I am very different.

Winking and smiling at the little lady for no reason, it is impossible not to be misunderstood.

Yan Yu pointed her finger at Xie Fu, and said angrily, "Who is he?"

Guanshi Song responded, "This is to apply for the position of Neng Chef."

Yan Yu was surprised when he heard the words, "So young?"

It never occurred to her that this man was here to apply for Neng Chef. After all, none of the royal chefs who were finally hired these days was not a 50-[-]-year-old chef.

Yan Yu looked at Xie Fu curiously.

Xie Fu still smiled, and those clear black eyes seemed to be conveying some message like swallow language, very bold eyes, very aggressive eyes, seemed to be very gentle eyes.

This made her feel that she had to look at him with admiration, and she blurted out: "Hurry up and let him try."

Yan Yu will be desperate, no matter how old or young he is, he will give it a try anyway.

Xie Fu was a little disappointed, that's all, he thought he would hire him directly.

Steward Song said "Eh...", obviously feeling a little bit troubled by Yan Yu's way of going directly through the back door.

Xie Fu said, "I'll go in line."

Yan Yu deliberately took a deep look at Xie Fu's back. Among the group of older chefs, he who was too young was indeed a special sight.

Soon Yan Yu was attracted by the fierce competition.

Chefs from dozens of stoves show off their culinary skills, and the sound of cooking, oil and water splashing is endless.

There are two people sitting in the middle, one is Huo Jianli, the most famous gourmet in Jinling.

Another person with a bigger background is Shi Nansheng, a gourmet from Suzhou.

Even Shi Nansheng founded a journal called "Gourmet List", which was very popular among famous officials and nobles, and they rushed to circulate. This journal will list gourmet food from all over the world, and comment on the famous dishes of major restaurants. The dishes are divided into red list according to their quality and black list.

The restaurants on the red list immediately became famous and their business boomed, but if they were on the black list, it would be bad, and the business immediately plummeted, so famous restaurants all over the world welcomed and disliked Shinansheng.

The "Gourmet List" even spread to the court, which shows that Shi Nansheng has a great influence in the field of food.

Shi Nansheng and Huo Jianli are the judges.

One after another delicious food was served on the table, and the two just took a sip with their chopsticks, and did not comment, only eliminated and pending.

Yan Yu saw that the two of Shinansheng tasted more than a dozen dishes in a row, and they all made the decision to be eliminated. There was not even one of the dozen to be confirmed, which showed how harsh the requirements were.

And to be determined, but also to make the final selection.

These chefs were already one of the elites in a hundred, but now they are going to be the best among the elites, they are considered to be one in ten thousand.

(End of this chapter)