From selling box lunches to becoming a famous Chinese chef

During the Lantern Festival, the first cooking program recorded by Feng Zhengming was finally broadcast.

The provincial TV station specially coordinated the time and, by collecting suggestions from various letters, finally decided to broadcast the program at noon.

This time happens to be the lunch break time for many people.

During lunch break, everyone can learn how to cook from Feng Zhengming, the national number one scholar.

The first episode of the program aired the first dish recorded by Feng Zhengming, Osmanthus Pork.

Huiquanlou has been open for business since the Lantern Festival and has received many reservations.

Feng Zhengming couldn't watch TV anymore, so he could only lead everyone to work in the kitchen of Huiquanlou.

While they are busy, some people are still thinking about the program filmed by Feng Zhengming.

"Chef, your cooking show is officially airing today. Shall we watch it together?"

"That's right, it's really rare to see a chef teach cooking on TV."

"Chef, can we go and take a look together?"

"I want to see it too."

"You guys are really something. Haven't you seen enough in the kitchen?"

"Yeah, can't you see it in the kitchen? Just learn it well in the kitchen."

"The dishes taught on TV are all home cooking. You should learn them well in the kitchen."

Feng Zhengming smiled and said, "Okay, everyone, just work hard. Many things taught on TV are not applicable in the kitchen. You can follow what I teach on TV. It's fine to do it at home, but it won't work in the kitchen."

One apprentice couldn't help but ask: "Chef, why is what we teach on TV not applicable in the kitchen?"

Feng Zhengming explained very straightforwardly: "The simplest point is that the fire in the kitchen is much more powerful than the gas stove at home. Think about it, if you cook in the kitchen with the fire I use on TV, will the food be edible?"

This was said very straightforwardly, and everyone understood it immediately.

"Yes, the gas stove at home doesn't have as strong a fire as the one in our kitchen."

"If I follow the way chefs on TV cook over high heat, I will definitely burn it."

"Really? And the chefs on TV teach very carefully, so they are very slow. How can the kitchen staff be that slow?"

Feng Zhengming heard what everyone said and nodded: "It's OK as long as everyone understands. Okay, everyone should be busy and serious. No matter what you do in this world, the word seriousness is the most feared.

If you really want to learn the skill well, you must first be serious and do it conscientiously according to the requirements.

Your skills will naturally improve gradually, and one day you will suddenly find that your skills have become very good."

After hearing what Feng Zhengming said, the apprentices in the kitchen suddenly became more confident.

Just at this moment, a waiter suddenly ran in and shouted.

"It's on air, it's on air, Chef, you're on TV."

When the waiter called out for the dish, Feng Zhengming, who had already done some psychological preparation for everyone in the kitchen, did so.

At this moment, everyone subconsciously wanted to rush out and watch TV together.

Feng Zhengming quickly shouted again: "Why are you shouting? Everyone is out watching TV. Who will do the work in the kitchen? Don't you know that it's open for business? Don't you know what you should do?"

This was the first time that Feng Zhengming got angry like this in Huiquanlou.

It scared everyone.

The waiter who ran in shouting was even more frightened.

Feng Zhengming did not indulge him: "If you can do it, do it well. If you can't do it, let Manager He pay you back. Then leave."

At this moment, Feng Zhengming was actually trying to control his temper.

Even though he was very annoyed, he didn't utter a single curse word.

The waiter was still stunned by what Feng Zhengming said, and stood there almost crying.

Fortunately, He Yunqing heard the noise in the kitchen and came in from the front at this time.

When He Yunqing came in and heard Feng Zhengming getting angry, he quickly pushed the waiter out.

Then He Yunqing said nothing, but just told the other waiters to serve the dishes quickly.

The kitchen also fell into silence, with everyone doing their job and working hard.

But the atmosphere in the kitchen became noticeably depressing.

Normally everyone would joke around, but now no one dared to speak.

After a long time, it was the fifth brother Cao Zhiguo who took the initiative to break the silence.

"No one is talking anymore? Are you going to make the chef angry? If you want to watch TV, just finish your work and then watch it. Besides, do you need to watch TV to learn how to cook?

So don't just follow the crowd and make a fuss.

Come on, stop being so tense. What's that like? You should work like a real worker."

Cao Zhiguo's words gradually eased the atmosphere in the kitchen.

Although there was still no joking and joking as usual, everyone became more natural and some people started talking.

In the end, the lunch dishes were all prepared according to Feng Zhengming's requirements.

Moreover, there were some dishes that were obviously better than usual, maybe because Feng Zhengming was angry.

After a round of dishes was over, Feng Zhengming also relaxed.

"I lost control of my temper today and got mad at everyone. I hope you will be more serious when working in the kitchen in the future.

As you have seen, today when you were serious, you were able to cook very well even though the other two chefs and I didn't have to do much.

Remember, no matter how famous you are, people are attracted by your craftsmanship.

If you lose your craft, your reputation will be ruined in an instant.”

Feng Zhengming's words were a warning to the young chefs and apprentices in the kitchen.

It was also a warning to himself.

He used these words to remind himself that no matter how great his reputation was, he still had to protect his skills.

If you can't maintain your craft, your reputation will only cause more trouble.

Of course, if Feng Zhengming wants to lie down.

He was now completely able to lie down directly.

After all, he is famous enough, and he also owns Huiquanlou and three dry rice shops.

By commanding the chefs under him to do the work, he can also maintain everything he has.

But how could Feng Zhengming be satisfied with this?
He wants to establish his own set of standards for Shandong cuisine.

All restaurants and hotels serving Shandong cuisine must be regulated.

First of all, he must be able to do it himself before he can set standards and regulate others.

So today's anger is not so much directed at the waiters and everyone in the kitchen.

It would be better to say that Feng Zhengming was angry at himself.

He felt that he was a little lax.

This will cause the waiters and the kitchen staff to become a little lax.

After thinking about it, I realized that I might have to go out frequently and record programs for the TV station.

The kitchens of Huiquanlou and Ganfanpu cannot let their guard down.

Once he relaxes, he dare not imagine what will happen when he is not around?

Feng Zhengming said a few words with a serious face.

"I hope we can all encourage each other. I hope that one day in the future you will be able to leave Huiquanlou and become famous outside, and you will not call me a bad chef or a bad boss in front of others and behind their backs."

After hearing what Feng Zhengming said, everyone in the kitchen finally came to their senses from their silence. First, an apprentice spoke up: "Chef, we won't scold you. I don't know what others think, but I understand your intentions."

One apprentice took the lead, and the other apprentices also expressed their understanding.

Then the young chefs also expressed their willingness to follow Feng Zhengming.

Qi Jiale even made a joke to ease the atmosphere.

"To be honest, Chef, I hope that one day I can become the head chef in the kitchen of one of your restaurants, so I will definitely follow you loyally and wait until I am able to become the head chef in the future."

Qi Jiale's words made some people laugh.

Gu Zhicheng asked with a smile: "Xiao Qi, you are not thinking about taking the position of head chef, right?"

The other half of the group, who had not laughed yet, were completely amused by Gu Zhicheng's words.

The kitchen instantly regained its former joyful atmosphere.

Amidst the laughter and joy, everyone had obviously undergone some changes.

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Everyone has started to have new goals in their hearts.

By the time Huiquanlou closed for the Lantern Festival, it was already close to three in the afternoon.

Most of the customers come to order banquets for the Lantern Festival, and most of them are family gatherings.

Many people have to leave their hometowns again after the Lantern Festival.

So it is natural for family members to drink a few more glasses, and when they drink more, they naturally talk more.

Time passed as we chatted.

Although Feng Zhengming was angry with the kitchen staff and the waiters.

But he still did not forget to send blessings to the customers who came to eat during the Lantern Festival.

He also gave each table a portion of Yuanxiao that Lu Chongshan and he made by hand.

The chef personally sends his blessing and also provides Yuanxiao service.

Even several tables of customers who came to Huiquanlou for dinner on the Lantern Festival today cried.

The crying customers are about to leave home, either to study or to work in the south.

Their crying is because they are reluctant to leave their hometown and family.

They were also very grateful to Feng Zhengming for his efforts during the Lantern Festival.

When it came time to pay the bill, several tables of customers wanted to pay more.

Feng Zhengming naturally wouldn't want it.

He just smiled and responded: "When you go home, come to Huiquanlou again."

This statement received positive responses from customers at every table.

The business is finally closed and everyone in Huiquanlou can take a rest.

Feng Zhengming also found the waiter who made him angry.

"Why do you still want to continue working in Huiquanlou?"

The waiter suddenly raised his head, looked at Feng Zhengming and nodded vigorously.

"think."

Feng Zhengming also nodded: "Okay, stay here, but you have to work hard. Can you always be a waiter? You have to work hard in the kitchen and learn some skills."

The waiter nodded quickly: "I know the chef, I will work hard to get into the kitchen."

Feng Zhengming also warned: "In the future, talk less and do more. Before you say anything, think about whether you can say it. If you can't say it, try not to say it."

The waiter nodded vigorously again: "I'll remember that, Chef, I won't make the same mistake again."

Feng Zhengming suddenly asked: "How old are you?"

The waiter was stunned for a moment, then answered: "19."

Feng Zhengming smiled and said, "No wonder you're yelling. You should pay more attention in the future, watch more, think more, do more, and talk less."

The waiter nodded again in agreement.

After communicating with the waiter, Feng Zhengming walked back to the lobby of Huiquan Building.

I saw He Yunqing waiting for me with a smile on his face.

"Uncle He, are you trying to tell me not to put too much pressure on myself? Don't be too anxious? You've done a good job. Will you help me keep an eye on Huiquanlou? After the Lantern Festival, I can go to Yancheng to open a new store without any worries?"

He Yunqing nodded happily: "Chef, you can actually do stand-up comedy."

These words immediately made Feng Zhengming laugh.

"You have to amuse yourself at least."

He Yunqing nodded: "Not bad, he knows he is joking, which shows that our chef is still very strong."

Feng Zhengming responded in a low voice: "The pressure is indeed a bit great."

"I understand that you are worried about the branch."

Feng Zhengming sighed: "Yes, I am worried about the quality of some dishes at the branch."

He Yunqing comforted him: "Some things, if you do them well, you should believe that the results will not be too bad."

Feng Zhengming suddenly asked: "Uncle He, do you think I am walking too fast?"

"Hahaha, your pace is really fast, so fast that none of us expected it. We can hardly keep up with you."

After saying this, He Yunqing put away his smile again: "But we are all trying hard to catch up. We all hope that we can be worthy of you, the national champion, and follow you to get things done."

Without waiting for Feng Zhengming to speak, He Yunqing continued speaking.

"Think about it, your senior brothers in the kitchen, and those young chefs, including Xia Hui and Xia Mingye, the brother and sister sent by the Xia family to you.

What are we doing here? Isn't it to follow you and pass on and promote Shandong cuisine?"

When Feng Zhengming heard this, he looked at He Yunqing seriously.

"So you should trust everyone. You should believe that the person you choose to be the chef in the kitchen of a certain restaurant is sincerely trying to catch up with you and will make the dishes of the branch restaurant well."

Feng Zhengming smiled again: "Uncle He, you are really good at persuading people."

He Yunqing smiled and said: "I have experienced too much. Huiquanlou is where I started working. I witnessed its former glory and also watched it decline in my hands.

Maybe you don’t know, but I once felt that our Shandong cuisine might have fallen behind the times.

As the pace of life becomes faster and faster, people are flocking to the south, and the various food cultures in the south are gradually beginning to influence us.

I really feel that our Shandong cuisine will eventually be abandoned by the times.”

Feng Zhengming could tell that these were He Yunqing's real thoughts.

He must have really thought so.

He Yunqing stared at Feng Zhengming: "But your appearance made me understand that no matter when it is, as long as I don't slow down and keep chasing, I will definitely become the trend-setter.

The times can be influenced by people, and Shandong cuisine can also be reborn in the hands of capable people like you."

Feng Zhengming was a little embarrassed: "Hahaha, Uncle He, I'm really embarrassed by what you said. I suddenly realized that a cultured person like you, Uncle He, is really hard to resist when he praises others."

He Yunqing encouraged with a smile: "I am speaking from my heart, Zhengming, believe in yourself, you can control everything, and you have the right to get angry."

Feng Zhengming nodded: "I understand. From now on, I'll have to trouble Uncle He to take care of Huiquanlou."

He Yunqing promised: "Don't worry, chef, I will definitely help you keep Huiquanlou safe."

At this time, Feng Zhengming felt at ease.

With He Yunqing and his fellow apprentices, he believed he had enough time to go to Yancheng and get the new store back on track. (End of this chapter)