From selling box lunches to becoming a famous Chinese chef

Chapter 343: Refusing to use connections to come to be a disciple

In the next few days, Feng Zhengming was not waiting for the young chefs who were summoned back to Quancheng.

It is an employment certificate from the Provincial Department of Labor.

The Provincial Department of Labor formally hired Feng Zhengming as a technical consultant for young chefs.

This very formal letter of appointment really surprised Feng Zhengming.

According to the contents of the appointment letter, Feng Zhengming was officially hired by the Provincial Department of Labor and will receive a monthly allowance from the province.

This is tantamount to saying that Feng Zhengming has truly entered the upper echelons of the provincial culinary industry.

After the appointment letter from the Labor Department was sent, the Quancheng Culinary Association directly made Feng Zhengming the vice president.

Afterwards, the Provincial Culinary Association also completed Feng Zhengming’s previous membership application at lightning speed.

At the same time as the membership card was issued, Feng Zhengming also became a director of the Provincial Culinary Association.

"Master Cheng, I made you lose face before. It doesn't matter if you hate me. You can't harm me like this, right? Your son can't even teach Master Wang, and he almost ordered the chef of your Jubinyuan. Now let him Come to my place, are you going to order the dry rice shop that I haven't decorated yet?"

What Cheng Guosheng didn't expect was that his son would disobey the discipline and dislike the hard work in the kitchen. He not only contradicted Mr. Wang head-on, but also almost caused an accident in the kitchen at Jubinyuan.

Feng Zhengming himself does not care much about these names and identities.

Cheng Guosheng knew that if he continued not to discipline his son, if he, as a father, did not discipline him, it would not be long before his son would turn to the road of crime.

Cheng Guosheng found out about his son's situation when he took the time to go back to his hometown during the Chinese New Year.

"No more school?" Feng Zhengming was a little surprised.

When Cheng Guosheng came to find Feng Zhengming, his attitude was quite sincere.

Most people can't find any breakthrough in this subterfuge.

"Master Cheng, how old is your son this year? I think he looks like a high school student. Doesn't he need to go to school?"

After all, the other party is the chef of Jubinyuan, and he can be regarded as a very famous master chef in Quancheng.

Cheng Xiaojun only went to junior high school and did not go to high school at all.

Feng Zhengming looked at Cheng Guosheng, who was standing next to him. His hair was almost shawling his shoulders and he had a cynical expression on his face.

Feng Zhengming naturally refused to become a disciple very clearly.

Even some people from the Quancheng Cooking Association would bring their children and nephews to visit Feng Zhengming, hoping that their children and nephews could learn from Feng Zhengming.

He still knew very well that the purpose of these people was to get their nephew and him to participate in the catering reception.

Now the people in the Culinary Association have completely put aside their status in front of Feng Zhengming.

At first, Cheng Guosheng begged his master, Master Wang, to let him take his son with him.

But there are always some people who persevere.

Master Wang also agreed and took Cheng Guosheng with him for a while.

For example, Cheng Guosheng brought his son with him today and came to see Feng Zhengming in person, hoping that his son would become his disciple.

Some people directly brought their nephew to the door, asking them to become Feng Zhengming's disciple.

He arranged for his wife and son to stay in the Jubin Garden.

Cheng Guosheng's original idea was that he and his wife would keep an eye on his son. Since his son was not good at studying, he might as well learn to cook from him. He would be able to cook a few dishes in the future, and he should be able to eat and not be left hungry. .

In the view of Feng Zhengming and his family, this series of blessings with various names is to enhance Feng Zhengming's status and give him the qualifications to participate in this foreign youth visit and exchange and be responsible for catering reception work.

Seeing that my son graduated from junior high school, he did not go to high school for a year.

"I know that coming to Zhengming will definitely make things difficult for you. There is nothing I can do about it for my son. I have to come to you, otherwise my son may really be ruined."

It turned out that Cheng Guosheng was too busy with work and had little time to take care of his son, so he simply asked his wife to take his son with him at his hometown.

But in the eyes of some people, they think his identity is completely different.

"Sorry, apprenticeship is definitely not possible. First of all, I am still very young. Secondly, my master is still teaching apprentices. My craftsmanship is incomparable with the master, so I am not qualified to accept apprentices."

Being said like this by Feng Zhengming made Cheng Guosheng blush and felt very ashamed.

Just like many people in the Quancheng Cooking Association, they only regarded him as Master Yan's apprentice before.

Faced with this, Feng Zhengming said that he hoped his nephew could learn more from Feng Zhengming, and it would be okay to follow him in the food stall business.

No matter who came to the door and tried to become a disciple, Feng Zhengming always refused with these words.

He completely turned into a street gangster.

Cheng Guosheng said embarrassedly: "You are also a chef. You know how busy we are in the kitchen. Master just gave me the kitchen in Jubinyuan not long ago. In the past few years, I have been busy with work and caring for the children." Not caring enough.”

After Feng Zhengming listened to Cheng Guosheng's words, he suddenly felt dumbfounded.

Before Cheng Guosheng could say anything, the big boy standing there rushed to say, "I won't go to school a long time ago."

After living in his hometown for more than a year, Cheng Guosheng's parents doted on their grandson and prevented Cheng Guosheng's wife from telling him the truth.

So after the New Year, Cheng Guosheng brought his wife and son to Quancheng.

Feng Zhengming never expected that Cheng Guosheng would bring his son to become his disciple.

As a result, the son was getting older and older, and Cheng Guosheng's wife could not control her son at all.

At this time, Cheng Xiaojun actually smiled and said: "You are right, my dad asked me to come here just to harm you. If you keep me here, I might do it to you one day."

As soon as he finished speaking, Cheng Guosheng stood up suddenly and slapped his son with his hand.

"Shut up and see what you look like?"

Cheng Guosheng took action, which made it difficult for Feng Zhengming to get angry, but he did not try to persuade him.

Watch quietly as Cheng Guosheng scolds his son.

When Cheng Guosheng sat down again, Feng Zhengming said: "Master Cheng, you have also seen that I don't think your son may like cooking. You yourself know how hard the work of the kitchen is. If he doesn't really like cooking, I don't think so." He is suitable for the kitchen."

Cheng Guosheng was also stunned by what Feng Zhengming said, and turned to look at his son.

The father was really sad at this moment.

He didn't want his son to live in a muddle-headed life for the rest of his life, and in the end he wouldn't even be able to eat.

But Feng Zhengming's words and his son's behavior these days made Cheng Guosheng understand that his son might not be suitable for being in the kitchen. Feng Zhengming looked at Cheng Xiaojun who was slapped and did not dare to say anything but still looked unconvinced.

"As for you, go back with your father. Now you must be unconvinced and don't understand your father's painstaking efforts. Since you think your father is in charge of you, it's better to do this. Tell your father today about your future plans. What do you want to do? I can help you persuade your dad to let you do it, but you can’t break the law or commit any crime."

Cheng Xiaojun was stunned by these words. Originally, he was still unconvinced by his father's slap in the face.

Now listening to Feng Zhengming's words, he was really speechless.

Feng Zhengming could see that although Cheng Xiaojun was not convinced by his father's control of him, because he was too young, he had no idea what he wanted to do? What can be done?
Seeing that Cheng Xiaojun remained silent for a long time, Feng Zhengming said: "It seems that you don't know what you want to do yourself? Then you should continue to work honestly in your father's big restaurant. When you have figured out what you want to do, I will tell you My father said, go ahead and do it.”

"After all, let me go back to work." Cheng Xiaojun couldn't help but mutter.

Cheng Guosheng was a little annoyed: "Don't you work hard? What can you do? I ask you to go back to study, can you learn? Do you still want to hang around on the street from now on?"

Feng Zhengming smiled and said: "Master Cheng, don't be angry. I think it's better to give him a period of time. You and your sister-in-law will leave him alone and let him do what he wants to do."

Cheng Guosheng immediately said: "No, if we don't care about him, won't he turn the world upside down?"

Feng Zhengming said: "It won't be a huge disaster, at least not in Quancheng."

After hearing this, Cheng Xiaojun's eyes kept rolling, as if he was thinking about what he wanted to do?
Seeing Cheng Xiaojun thinking, Feng Zhengming continued: "Master Cheng, I told you and your sister-in-law to leave him alone, even for food and accommodation. Since he is not willing to work hard in Jubinyuan, then you should just leave him alone. Even if you have food and accommodation, don’t give him money and let him go out and find a place to eat and live on his own.”

Cheng Guosheng was stunned when he heard what Feng Zhengming said. He didn't expect Feng Zhengming to give such an idea.

Cheng Xiaojun, who was standing by and listening, was also surprised by Feng Zhengming's words.

After staring at his son for a while, Cheng Guosheng finally shook his head helplessly.

"No, Zhengming, you don't have a child yet, and you don't understand how your parents feel. Fortunately, I can say that his mother will definitely not be willing to let him out. We don't know how much trouble he will cause. We are really worried. "

After listening to Cheng Guosheng's words, Feng Zhengming also laughed secretly in his heart.

It seems that Cheng Xiaojun's mother is reluctant to give up, but this is just an excuse for Cheng Guosheng. He himself is obviously reluctant to do that to his son.

From this, Feng Zhengming has already concluded that Cheng Xiaojun himself must not be wanted.

Even if he has a talent for cooking, he will love cooking in the future.

Feng Zhengming didn't want him to cause trouble here, and Cheng Guosheng and his wife would come to visit him again.

"Since Master Cheng is still worried, I can only say this. I understand how pitiful parents are. Master Cheng, you and your sister-in-law can only worry about it. It is your parents' responsibility to educate your children. You cannot put this If you pass the responsibility to others, neither Master Wang nor I can take your place."

After listening to Feng Zhengming's words, Cheng Guosheng also realized his failure in educating his son.

As Feng Zhengming said, not only did he fail to educate his son well before, but he is now trying to pass the responsibility for this education to others.

In Jubin Garden, he recommended it to his master.

Now I came to Feng Zhengming, and I wanted to push it to Feng Zhengming.

Cheng Guosheng figured this out, bid farewell to Feng Zhengming, and led his son away.

Seeing Cheng Guosheng and Cheng Xiaojun leave, third senior brother Yang Bin walked out of the kitchen.

"Okay, junior brother, you are mature now. I thought that if Cheng Guosheng came to visit you in person, you might accept his son out of face."

Feng Zhengming said directly in front of the third senior brother: "Accept it? We are not a garbage disposal station."

Yang Bin was stunned for a moment, then he came back to his senses and laughed.

"Hahaha, that's right. If you want to throw away your own garbage, you should throw it at the garbage dump. Why should you throw it to us?"

Feng Zhengming added: "We don't want those who have learned some basic skills. Cheng Guosheng's son not only has no basic skills, he is not even a down-to-earth person who can work. How could I want such a person?"

Then he said with a serious face: "In the future, we must also pay attention to recruiting people. It is not only to see if they can work, but also to see if they are practical. If they are the kind of people who are not practical, even if they have skills, we will not Absolutely not, let alone those who rely on connections.”

Yang Bin also agreed with this point: "That's right, you can't be unreliable and looking for relationships."

The two brothers reached a consensus. In the next few days, some people came to the door, but basically they continued to reject them.

Fortunately, soon, the young chefs who had received the notice rushed to Quancheng one after another.

Feng Zhengming naturally had more things going on.

He is not at the restaurant most of the time, and has no way to go to the food stall.

So people who wanted to find him couldn't find him at first, and gradually no one tried to push people into Feng Zhengming's side.

Among the young chefs who came to Quancheng, there was naturally Xia Hui's younger brother Xia Mingye.

He returned to Quancheng and immediately went to the dry rice shop to find his sister.

Xia Hui was naturally very happy when she saw her younger brother rushing over.

But she still acted like a big sister and educated her younger brother.

"You come here this time, but you have to fully cooperate with me, uncle, do you understand?"

Xia Mingye nodded: "Sister, I know that Uncle Feng is our chef this time, and we must all listen to him."

Before Xia Hui could speak again, Xia Mingye asked first, "Sister, are you going to go this time too?"

Seeing her brother asking this question, Xia Hui lightly tapped her brother on the head.

"Of course I want to go. My ranking in the Provincial Young Chef Exchange Competition last year was quite high. Don't think that just because you came in second, you can look down on your sister. I have learned a lot from my uncle during this time."

Xia Mingye said: "Hehehe, I also learned a lot from my grandpa at home."

"Hmph." Xia Hui pouted slightly and said confidently, "The things I learned from my uncle are definitely more practical than those at home. Don't forget that we are responsible for receiving foreigners this time."

Xia Mingye immediately became serious: "Sister, will the food we cook really be liked by foreigners?"

When asked by her younger brother, Xia Hui didn't know how to answer for a moment.

At this time, Feng Zhengming came back from outside and saw Xia Mingye coming, and was very happy to say hello to him.

"Xiao Ye is here? You came at the right time. The accommodation for us has been arranged. You can bring your things and come with me later."

Xia Mingye greeted Feng Zhengming respectfully, and then took the opportunity to raise his doubts.

Feng Zhengming smiled after hearing this: "How can you not have confidence in our own dishes? As long as we can cook well, I believe our own craftsmanship will be recognized by foreigners."

Seeing Feng Zhengming's confident face rekindled the confidence of Xia Hui and Xia Mingye.

(End of this chapter)