The heavens set sail from the courtyard

Chapter 113
After Wang Gang and Hu Dawei had lunch in the cafeteria, they drove away from the campus and came to a restaurant called Li Ji Sichuan Restaurant.

This Liji Sichuan restaurant is not far from the Stanford campus, only ten minutes by car.

In the car, Hu Dawei also introduced to Wang Gang that Li Mingan, the owner of Li Ji Sichuan Restaurant, is a Chinese-American. Three generations of his family have worked hard in the United States to make Li Ji famous.

Later, after the old man passed away, Li Ji was handed over to Li Mingan, but he didn't have the talent to be a chef, so he couldn't learn the old man's skills anyway, so he had to hire a chef.

With the increasing number of Chinese restaurants in recent years, Li Kee's business has also been affected to a certain extent.

Not long ago, Master Qian, Li Ji's chef, had a family matter in China. After returning to deal with it, he opened a restaurant in China and called Li Ming'an to resign.

After Li Mingan received the call, he lost his temper in the store, which was seen by many people.

After Li Ji lost Chef Qian, the dishes dropped so much that more than half of the regular customers left, making Li Mingan very worried, and he was recruiting chefs everywhere.

However, there are not many Chinese chefs in the United States, even fewer with good craftsmanship. Although Li Ming'an offers a lot of money, he has never been able to find a suitable person.

Li Mingan even sent his idea to China, hoping to find a good chef in China, and then bring him to the United States, but the progress has been very slow.

Hu Dawei drove the car to the door of Li Ji Sichuan Restaurant, and Wang Gang got out of the car and carefully observed the door of Li Ji.

Li Ji's decoration style is very Chinese, and there are two red lanterns hanging on the door.

Hu Dawei took Wang Gang in, and Wang Gang found that there were not many customers in the restaurant. It was lunch time, and the occupancy rate was less than [-]%.

"Boss Li, settle the accounts!" Hu Dawei walked towards the cashier, where a middle-aged man in his forties was looking through the account books, his face full of sadness.

"It's David! Are you coming to eat?" The man is Li Ming'an, the owner of Li Ji Sichuan Restaurant.

"I've already had lunch." Hu Dawei pointed at Wang Gang and said with a smile, "I brought this little brother here for an interview."

"Interview?" Li Ming'an followed Hu Dawei's finger and saw Wang Gang, slightly taken aback.

The main reason is that Wang Gang's appearance is too young, so that he misunderstood.

"We have no shortage of waiters here."

Hu Dawei said: "He didn't come to apply for a waiter. Isn't there a shortage of chefs in your store? I'll bring him over to try."

"Is he a chef?" Li Mingan didn't believe it: "Has he graduated as an apprentice?"

Wang Gang looks thin, tall and young, and he doesn't look like an experienced chef at all.

Being a chef is a job that requires a lot of skill. Without a few years of study, you are not even qualified to turn a spoon.

"Boss Li, you'll know if I'm skilled or not if you try it." Wang Gang saw that Li Ming'an didn't believe him, and didn't even bother to explain. There's nothing fancy about cooking skills, and he knows everything after trying the dishes.

Seeing Wang Gang's self-confidence, Li Ming'an couldn't help but be convinced. In addition, he and Hu Dawei had known each other for many years, so he believed that Hu Dawei didn't bring someone here to play tricks on him.

"Okay then! Let's go to the kitchen and try to make a dish."

Li Mingan came out from behind the cash register, and then led Wang Gang and Hu Dawei to the back kitchen.

"Your cooking skills are really all right!" Hu Dawei walked behind and asked secretly in Wang Gang's ear.

"Don't worry!" Wang Gang said with a smile.

He really wanted to ask Hu Dawei, if his cooking skills are not good enough, how would you end up?

But Wang Gang didn't say anything in the end, for fear of scaring Hu Dawei.

The three of them walked into the back kitchen, and Wang Gang found that Li Ji's kitchen was not small and well-equipped, but there were a few chefs, who were still young, and there was no business, so the chefs were resting, and the stove was empty.

"What's your name, and what are your specialties?" Li Mingan turned to Wang Gang and asked.

"My name is Su Mingzhe. You can call me Jack. My specialty dishes are Sichuan cuisine and Tanjia cuisine." Wang Gang said calmly.

"Tan's cuisine, that's official cuisine, not many people know it now, is your cooking skill passed down from family?" Li Mingan asked.

"good."

"I'm a Sichuan restaurant. When you come to test the kitchen, you must try Sichuan cuisine. Which dish are you best at?" Li Mingan asked again.

"I'm best at braised elbows, but that's a kung fu dish, so I can't make it in a while." Wang Gang thought for a while and said.

"Then you can fry Kung Pao Chicken! You can use whatever you want in the kitchen." Li Mingan said.

Wang Gang nodded, rolled up his sleeves and walked around the kitchen.

To be honest, Li Ji's back kitchen is still very formal and clean, and Wang Gang can't pick a business.

He casually picked up a kitchen knife and shook it, then lifted the wok and shook it, and then put it down.

Hu Dawei was not a chef, so he didn't understand what Wang Gang was doing, seeing that he hadn't been cooking, he hurriedly said, "Jack, start now!"

Li Ming'an stopped Hu Dawei, but instead showed a thoughtful expression.

"He is now familiarizing himself with kitchen utensils. You must know that every chef has his own kitchen utensils. The weight of a knife and the thickness of a wok will affect a chef's performance.

I kind of believe he's a chef now. "

When Hu Dawei heard this, he felt a lot more at ease.

Wang Gang on the other side, after trying the kitchen utensils, tried all the seasonings again, even the oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and sugar, and even tried the bean paste.

The light in Li Mingan's eyes became even brighter.

As soon as Wang finished testing the seasonings, he began to prepare the main dish of Kung Pao Chicken.

He is very careful when selecting ingredients, even the diced chicken is selected piece by piece before starting to cook.

Wang Gang skillfully turned on the stove, scooped up a spoonful of oil without even looking.

Then Li Mingan's eyes straightened.

Wang Gang cooks very neatly. He doesn't need to see where the oil is or where the salt is. The set of movements is smooth and smooth, and soon a plate of Kung Pao Chicken with all the colors, flavors and flavors is placed in front of Li Mingan.

Hu Dawei swallowed a mouthful of saliva when he smelled the aroma of Kung Pao Chicken.

"It's delicious!"

Li Ming'an nodded and said: "Cooking pays attention to the color and aroma. Although I haven't tasted your Kung Pao Chicken, I know it's top grade just by looking at the color and aroma."

Wang Gang said: "Although the seasonings in your kitchen are complete, some of them are not authentic. I can only do so much."

Li Mingan's eyes lit up, but he didn't say anything, and took a bite of the dish first.

"The peanuts are fragrant and crispy, and the diced chicken is soft and tender. The two are perfectly matched. What's more, the seasoning and heat are just right. Good, good."

After taking a bite of the dish, Li Mingan put down his chopsticks and said to Wang Gang, "When can you come to work?"

As soon as Wang Gang heard it, he knew that he had passed the interview.

It might be that the aroma of Kung Pao Chicken wafted out, and all the chefs who had been resting ran over, and Li Mingan happily let everyone taste it.

"This taste is absolutely perfect."

"How can there be such delicious Kung Pao Chicken?"

"This taste seems to be even more delicious than Chef Qian's frying before."

Wang Gang's Kung Pao Chicken quickly conquered all the chefs, and they were full of praise.

Hu Dawei saw that it was similar, so he pulled Li Mingan aside to talk about salary and benefits.

The three of them sat down, and Li Ming'an immediately said: "The monthly salary is [-] US dollars, and two meals a day are included, but you also know that we don't have any days off for catering."

Wang Gang and Hu Dawei looked at each other, they were quite satisfied with the salary, but Wang Gang's identity was a big problem.

"I'm still a student, and I need to go to school during the day." Wang Gang said to Li Ming'an.

"Are you an international student?" Li Mingan frowned and said, "Then you have a student visa."

Hu Dawei said: "That's right, Jack is a graduate student who just entered school today."

Li Ming'an had a headache and said, "Your student visa is a bit troublesome, but it's not impossible to solve it. David and I can go to the school to coordinate, but you go to school during the day, what about my afternoon market?"

Wang Gang said: "I have seen my class schedule, and basically there is no class after 11 o'clock. I can rush over and work for three hours, which should not delay the lunch market."

Li Ming'an frowned and said, "In this way, you won't be able to do much other than cooking at my place."

The chef's job is not just cooking. Basically, he has to work more than ten hours a day, and he can only take a break at noon.

If Wang Gang wants to work and study part-time, the daily working hours will be limited.

"Let's do this! The salary is reduced to 4500 US dollars, and I will only let you cook. Your work proves that I will do it." Li Mingan said tentatively.

Wang Gang thought for a while, then saw Hu Dawei nodding to him, and agreed.

"David, come to school with me in the afternoon and apply for a work permit for Jack. It's best to let him go to work as soon as possible." Li Mingan said urgently.

(End of this chapter)