The boss cooks, and the bankrupt company opens a state banquet restaurant

Chapter 203 Return, the evaluation system emerges

Cauldron stew, as the name suggests, is a dish stewed in a large pot.

Northeastern big pot stew has even spread across the country. There are many restaurants of this kind in almost every city. Some restaurants are even ingenious and have earthen stoves built directly under the customers' dining tables. When someone is dining, they use a flamethrower to light firewood for stew. .

This unique way of dining was indeed popular for a while, but when everyone discovered that there seemed to be no difference between wood-fired stew and gas stew, this kind of restaurant slowly declined.

Su Chen once analyzed this problem when he was a anchor.

After all, it is too difficult for modern people to make money.

It was easy for everyone to go to a restaurant, and everyone wanted to eat something rare and unusual.

Stew in a cauldron?
Can't I stew it at home?
This is true for outsiders, but for locals who have been eating this dish since childhood, they have a deep affection for the food form of big pot stew.

No matter what you stir-fry, I am not full, but when you take out the big pot and stew it.

Sorry, give me a bowl!
So when the third uncle shouted those words, the guests who were about to leave sat down again in confusion.

But the guests who had already left halfway turned back uncontrollably.

The guests who were still sitting were all gearing up, but when they thought that everyone had become more qualified, they calmly waited for the dishes to come out.

When stewing in a big pot, the important thing is a big one!

After the last hard dish was served, Su Chen used only one pot to stir-fry the stir-fries, and finally heat the staple food, while the remaining four pots were used to make stews.

Even so, there is definitely still a little too little time.

So, Su Chen actually prepared some ingredients the night before, such as fried tofu and so on.

For vermicelli, I chose sweet potato flour.

If you are in Jingzhou, you must use potato flour.

Then there are the meatballs. Half of the pre-fried meatballs are used to make sweet and sour meatballs, and the other half is given to the big pot to stew.

In fact, the ingredients for this one-pot dish are very simple: fried tofu, pork belly, Chinese cabbage, sweet potato noodles, and pork meatballs.

It's so simple that there aren't many ingredients.

The production method is also very simple, which seems to verify the saying on the tip of the tongue that high-end ingredients often only require the simplest cooking method.

Although these ingredients are not high-end, they are very accessible to the people.

Most of the guests who sat back down looked at the aunts and the uncles who were far away from helping with their throats trembling.

Each of them was carrying a stainless steel basin as big as a washbasin, and then walked happily from the courtyard and placed the big basin in the middle of the dining table.

Li Ming pulled his neck and looked at it.

"Pork stewed vermicelli? And Chinese cabbage, meatballs and fried tofu?"

To be honest, it’s very enjoyable to watch!
Wang Ruolin reached down silently. She just unbuttoned her jeans, and now she pulled the zipper down a little. "Bring me a bowl. If you have more soup, I'll eat it with the steamed buns."

Yes, this is what Su Chen did.

There are many dishes in the basin, but there is also a lot of soup, which is not only rich but also thick.

It’s as if these soups were born to be dipped in steamed buns!

As the judge, Li Ming was responsible for serving everyone food.

There was a large spoon in the stainless steel basin, and he put a spoonful into each person's bowl. By coincidence, almost everyone had a bowl, and there was nothing left in the basin.

'How can this master chef calculate so accurately? '

With a silent sigh, Li Ming lowered his head and looked at the stew in the bowl.

Not much pressing, just pick it up with chopsticks!
The sweet potato vermicelli stewed until almost transparent is sandwiched with a few slices of soft Chinese cabbage, as well as fried tofu cut just right for the mouth, and mixed with a slice of lean pork belly.

"Fuck!"

When the dish was in his mouth, Li Ming raised his neck and inhaled sharply.

Don't lower your head or the stew will fall off.

It wasn't until the temperature of the food in his mouth cooled down that he blushed and started chewing.

"Damn it, why is a stew so delicious?"

Surprised!

In this stew, the vermicelli is springy yet chewy, the fried tofu is tough on the outside and soft on the inside, and the cabbage really melts in your mouth.

But he said that the pork belly was neither fat nor greasy, lean but not woody.

The combination of simple ingredients can produce such amazing flavors!
"It's delicious!" Li Ming immediately took one of the remaining steamed buns from the table, broke off a piece and put it in the bowl. He pressed it down hard with his chopsticks until the steamed buns absorbed the soup and turned into a sauce color. There is also a faint sheen on the surface.

Only then was it brought to the mouth.

The satisfaction of carbohydrates rushes over, accompanied by the rich sweetness and meaty aroma of cabbage.

Isn’t this level of deliciousness too foul?
It is simply tailor-made for mankind’s pursuit of delicious food!

'How can I survive in the Northeast after eating this kind of stew? '

Not long after, Li Ming picked up the stew in the bowl, dipped the steamed buns in the rich soup, and ate it all in just a few bites.

There was a vague burp in his chest that he wanted to burp, but his body told him that he couldn't.

That's not anger, that's food. If you want to fight, just spit it out!

Because now Li Ming has eaten up to his throat.

The same goes for Wang Ruolin. The zipper of her jeans was once again compromised. If she hadn't worn a long shirt today, I'm afraid Wang Ruolin would have had to wait until the guests had left before she dared to stand up.

That zipper is all the way down.

'If I ever wear tights again, I'll be a dog! '

Hu Dan, who was slightly artistic, pointed his cell phone at Su Chen who was chatting in the courtyard and clicked!

Facing the empty table again, click!

Open Moments, post the picture, and edit a paragraph.

[The spoon chef put a mark on my taste buds when I was young, like a peacock king raised by military forces. It allowed me to experience extreme enjoyment when I still didn’t understand food, and turned my future days into ruins.】

They are not the only ones who are stretched to the point of bursting.

Originally there were some scattered steamed buns, fried cakes and shaomai left on the table.

Now?

The aunt next to me held the Shaomai and ate it directly with the soup. She didn't let go of the soup dripping from the corner of her mouth, she stuck out her tongue and rolled it away!
The uncle next door broke open the steamed bun and put the vegetables in the bowl, and performed a live performance of three bites of a steamed bun with vegetables!

There were also children who had already left the show, but now they all came back and lay next to their parents' legs.

"I'll still eat, I'll still eat!"

What's even more outrageous is that director Han Wenhu, who usually looks a bit bookish, now brings the basin in front of him.

"No one ate it, right? No one really ate it?"

The people at the table were all villagers from Hanjiagou, and they all leaned back on their chairs with their big bellies on their backs.

"Can you eat it? There's nothing in there?"

"Isn't this old Han really good at eating? I haven't stopped talking today. Isn't your two hundred yuan a loss to your wife?"

"Yes, that's a lot for two hundred yuan! That's too much, Old Han!"

Han Wenhu was not embarrassed at all. He stood up and grinned at everyone, "Well, let's help old Han's CD. He should be happy. Otherwise, it will be troublesome to deal with the leftovers at night!"

This is the case in the countryside.

The leftovers from the banquet looked good and were put away. The not so good ones were basically fed to the livestock.

Sometimes there is too much leftover to eat, and it is difficult to share it with relatives. After all, these are all leftovers. In the end, we can only let the dishes get moldy and throw them away.

So if there is no food left at the banquet, the host will be happy.

You don't have to do any extra work yourself, which means that today's banquet was well prepared and the guests enjoyed themselves.

There was nothing in the vegetable basin, but Han Wenhu actually took a spoon and rubbed it hard around the edge of the basin, then scratched it back and forth on the bottom of the basin a few times, and finally got the spoon on it. All the soup on the basin was gathered together, and it could actually hold half a spoonful! ! !
"Are you watching? Hehe!" Han Wenhu picked up half of the steamed bun in his bowl, swirled it in the spoon, and took a bite with the soup.

After another spin, all the soup and steamed buns were eaten.

The villagers looked stunned.

Is this okay?
You haven't eaten in eight hundred years?
After Han Wenhu finished this bite, he sat back on the chair with satisfaction, "I was still thinking that today's meal was delicious, so I took a plastic bag to pack some of it. Isn't there any shit left?"

Depressedly, he took out the plastic bag and threw it on the table.

"Who says it's not the case! I had a great time eating today!" The villager at the same table also took out a plastic bag.

Seeing this, everyone else took out the same things from their pockets and put them on the table.

More than a dozen people looked at each other and burst into bursts of lively laughter.

In the end, Han Cheng stood at the entrance of the alley with two packs of cigarettes in his pocket. Every time a customer left, he handed him a cigarette and said a few words.

Finally, all the guests were sent away.

Looking at the time, this meal actually lasted until 2:30 in the afternoon!

It's outrageous!
We usually have a big banquet, but if the meal starts at twelve o'clock, most of the people will be gone.

Breathing heavily, Han Cheng dragged his tired body towards the courtyard, but Liu Shengnan stopped him halfway.

"Where's the red envelope?"

Han Cheng then remembered, "I've wrapped it up and kept it at home. Can I give it to you now?"

"Yeah, just give it now."

The two sneaked into the house and came out again.

Han Cheng came to the table where everyone was chatting and said, "Boss Su, you've worked hard these past two days!"

Su Chen waved his hand, "I usually do this, it's nothing."

Han Cheng reached into his pocket and pinched the red envelope, "If it hadn't been for you this time, I'm afraid Shengnan and I wouldn't have been able to hold the wedding."

He took out the red envelope and stuffed it directly into Su Chen's pocket without any explanation, "This is a little thought. You are also happy about it, but you must not refuse it!"

These two sentences blocked Su Chen's refusal. When he wanted to say something again, he saw Liu Shengnan looking at him pitifully, "Boss, be sure to accept it! It's not a lot, just a little thought!"

Su Chen could only smile and nod, and felt the thickness with his elbow.

'Blank! Did he give you a red envelope of 10,000 yuan? '

But he didn't say anything.

Han Cheng took out other red envelopes and gave Liu Abao a big red envelope of 5,000 yuan!

After thanking each other, he sent 888 red envelopes to each of the bridesmaids. Although Ling Shuyu did not participate, in Liu Shengnan's words: "Mr. Ling got the bouquet today, so he had to accept this happy red envelope!"

Another 888.

After receiving the red envelope, the girls happily took Liu Shengnan to take selfies.

Su Chen was indeed a little tired. Someone moved two chairs for him and Abao in front of the stove, and they sat lazily on the chairs.

Su Chen: "Okay, I've left all the dishes. Let's get ready to eat."

The eldest cousin came over with clenched fists and said, "Finally we can eat! I knew the food today was delicious. Those pots are cleaner than my face. It's so awesome!"

The third uncle sneered, "Maodan doesn't want to eat, but he has already eaten."

"Who said I had eaten it?"

The third uncle looked at Han Maodan sideways, "When you were getting something in the alley just now, when did your wife pass by and she didn't feed you a few mouthfuls? Are you embarrassed to be so confident now?"

Seeing Han Maodan's face turn red at the Third Uncle's joke, the relatives and friends in the yard burst into laughter, and the festive atmosphere of the wedding banquet continued.

Zhang Li is actually quite good at hiding things, but she always got eaten for some unknown reason in the past.

The dishes that were hidden now were brought to the table safely. Because some of the ingredients were prepared in just the right amount, and there were people crammed into each table later, the dishes for the thank you meal were not complete.

Even so, no one said anything, after all, we are all a family.

More than a dozen people gathered around a table, toasting together and blessing each other!
The meal lasted from three o'clock in the afternoon until nightfall. After the meal, these relatives, friends and neighbors helped clean up the yard.

Liu Shengnan’s wedding ended perfectly!
Night, inside the house.

Many people were making noises about having a wedding ceremony. Su Chen called Liu Shengnan to another room alone, and everyone else was also there.

"Now that the wedding is over, we won't stay any longer."

"Ah?" Liu Shengnan was stunned, "I just finished my work, and I have to have a meal tomorrow before leaving! And it's too unsafe to drive overnight."

Su Chen shook his head, "No. They didn't do anything today. If they feel tired on the road, they can rest. You can do your job. Just come back to work after your honeymoon. Don't worry about the wedding leave."

Liu Shengnan wanted to say something else, but Su Chen smiled and raised his head, signaling her to stop talking.

The girls hugged Liu Shengnan one by one, and got into the car outside the alley as Han Cheng and his family bid farewell.

Liu Shengnan stood at the door until he could no longer see the car's taillights before turning back to the house. Unexpectedly, his eyes were filled with tears.

In less than half a year, she had already regarded everyone who came from Delicious Food as her own family.

In the past, Liu Shengnan worked as an intern at an accounting firm for a period of time when he just graduated.

For a promotion or for the end-of-year evaluation, the seniors in the firm fight openly and secretly.

When Liu Shengnan first entered the workplace, he had a question that he couldn't figure out.

Obviously everyone wants to get along with each other from morning to night, and colleagues even spend more time with each other than family members, but why can the relationship be so bad?
Until she joins in the deliciousness.

Slowly I realized that this thing had something to do with the boss! ! !
For example, in the current delicious food, Su Chen has never said what the specific positions are. If you want to appoint yourself a general manager, no one will care. Anyway, the salary level is there, and it will definitely increase when the time comes. . In addition, apart from a little bit of work every day, most of the time is spent chatting and eating delicious food, and no one has the nerve to take the initiative to raise wages!

Under this environment, Liu Shengnan unknowingly regarded the delicious friends as his best friends, and even as family members!

Although I don’t say it, I feel like it.

Back inside, she sighed and reached into her bag to get some foundation to touch up her makeup.

But I encountered a hard bag first, which was a bit thick when pinched.

"boss"

Before leaving.

Su Chen counted eight bills from the red envelope and put them into his pocket. The rest of the money was stuffed back into the red satchel worn by the bride when no one was paying attention.

After all, this is here to help, not to make money.

Besides, for Su Chen, happiness can be absorbed, and red envelopes are a sign of affection. If they are too big, they will change the taste.

In the night, Zhang Jiayi drove one car and Bai Xiaobo drove another.

The two cars hurriedly got on the highway and sped towards Jingzhou.

The girls are indeed doing better, but Su Chen has been very tired these past two days.

He was about to fall asleep with his eyes squinted in the back seat. Ling Shuyu, who was sitting next to him, looked at the side of his boss's face slightly.

My mind couldn't help but recall the scene that happened during the day.

She clenched her fist and hit her head with her knuckle.

'I am a non-marriageist! ! ! '

In order to drive away that outrageous thought, Ling Shuyu took out his mobile phone and opened WeChat, which was directly to his elbow.

"Ah, what's going on!" Su Chen just squinted and woke up in a daze after being hit like this.

Zhang Jiayi, who was driving in front, glanced at the rearview mirror, pursed her lips and snickered.

Little Short Legs is right, this is so delicious!
Ling Shuyu tilted his cell phone over and leaned his upper body slightly to the side. The fragrance of his hair instantly penetrated his nose.

"You've been busy these two days, so I didn't say anything about it. This is the message Uncle Lu sent back. It's very reliable."

Su Chen took his mobile phone and turned on the reading light on the roof of the car.

His eyes opened wider.

"Notice about national chef registration and evaluation?"

Ling Shuyu lifted the hair on the side closest to Su Chen, "Yes, this is an internal document from the Chinese Cuisine Association. Although it is said to be an internal document, it has caused quite a stir and has spread throughout the circle."

When Su Chen opened this file, he remembered the dinner party in Jingzhou before coming to Northeast China.

At that time, the president of Sichuan and Hunan provinces seemed to have mentioned something about this evaluation system at the dinner table.

Even the reason why they came to find Su Chen had a lot to do with this evaluation system.

Su Chen opened the document, and the dense words came into view, especially the wording was mostly in official languages, which made it very uncomfortable to read.

The phone was returned to Ling Shuyu, "Can you tell me something?"

Just know you need me!

Mr. Ling raised the corner of his mouth unnoticeably in the darkness.

"This document looks like it has a lot of content, but in the end it's just about one thing."

"Huh?" Su Chen closed his eyes again and pinched his eyelids with his fingers, as if he was doing eye exercises.

"Evaluation system! An evaluation system sponsored by the Chinese Cuisine Association."

"Does it have something to do with us?" Su Chen asked very directly. He only cared about this issue.

"If you want to have it, you have it."

What is this nonsense?

Su Chen suddenly became energetic, because Ling Shuyu rarely said such ambiguous words, but as long as she said this, it showed that it was difficult to balance the pros and cons of this matter.

"Elaborate."

Ling Shuyu also became serious, "The evaluation system is actually a new addition to the official website of the Cooking Association."

As Ling Shuyu talked about it, Su Chen also began to understand this thing.

To enter the evaluation system, you must first be a registered member of the association.

The so-called registered member does not mean that you become a member of the association after registration. This is something that exists independently outside the association. Only after registration can you be eligible to enter the evaluation system.

The most interesting thing about this evaluation system is that all its evaluations come from big data!

Use big data evaluation to grade registered members!

This level adopts China's simplest grading method, from level eight to level one.

Level one is the highest level.

Hearing this, Su Chen asked the fatal question, "Are there any benefits after increasing the level?"

Ling Shuyu didn't say anything when he was interrupted. He really liked his boss's attitude of asking questions at any time, "The advantage is fame. Those who can stand at the top of the pyramid will always gain benefits that others cannot imagine."

Indeed, fame is probably the only benefit.

This thing doesn't give you money or a job, it's just a title.

In the future, when you encounter someone looking for trouble, you should say: I am a first-level member of the association!
It's quite funny when I think about it.

"That's right, you continue."

Ling Shuyu simply put her phone away. She could almost memorize the document.

"The evaluation is divided into several areas. The first is the capital verification link. The specific number of assets corresponding to what level is not stated in the document."

This is the first, asset link.

Su Chen took a breath, "No, a registered member of the Culinary Association must refer to a chef, right?"

"Yeah." Ling Shuyu nodded, "That's right."

"What assets can a chef have? They work so hard one after another. You are just like Cui Yufen's group of apprentices. They say they are famous chefs, but in fact their monthly salary is only 20,000 yuan at most. What assets can they have?"

"Boss, please don't be impatient."

Ling Shuyu did not continue with the topic of capital verification, but continued with other aspects.

"The second one is the cooking skills. But this cooking skill does not require a dedicated person to taste it, but to examine the customer flow of the restaurant where the member is located and the evaluation of the diners."

This is quite reasonable. Only big data can handle this kind of thing.

"The third is popularity. It's not just popularity on the Internet or within the industry, but popularity across the entire network."

It sounds a bit like a celebrity.

"Fourth is the record."

When he said this, Ling Shuyu's expression was obviously strange.

"For example, for example, you and I are both eighth-level members, but in fact there are rankings among members of the same level. If you want to go further, you have to compete with me, but how to compete and how to judge the outcome? It’s not detailed in the document.”

Gee, this is interesting.

It feels like playing DOTA and climbing the ladder.

Su Chen raised his last doubt, "Let's put it this way, for example, Lu Yongliang is a master of E cuisine, and Cui Yufen is a master of Shandong cuisine. How can they compare? They are not the same thing."

Ling Shuyu said, "I don't know. Detailed documents should be released later. Right now, they are only in the preliminary registration and review stages. What about boss, should we also register?"

Su Chen thought for a while.

I feel like we can't rush this.

The Chinese Culinary Association is definitely one of the top associations. They have spent so much manpower and material resources to develop this kind of system. Su Chen doesn't believe it if there is no deep meaning behind it.

Since the document is still an internal document and the things described are vague, it means that there are still some things that have not been smoothed out.

There is no need to be anxious now. There are thousands of chefs across the country. Why are they anxious?
And when it's time to get anxious, someone will be more anxious than you are.

Beijing.

Lu Yongliang, who left Jingzhou, did not return to Hubei Province, but continued to stay in the guest house on Shang Mingke's side.

The leaders of the group also knew who this person was and welcomed Lu Yongliang's visit. Many leaders also expressed the hope that if given the opportunity, they could taste the works of the master of state banquets.

This is the position of a cook
You can say that being a cook is a third-rate profession, but if you really want to be top-notch, you will really be popular wherever you go.

But now Lu Yongliang came to the Grand Hotel.

This is Cui Yufen's old home. Lao Cui not only works here, but also lives here. It's no different from home.

"Level 7? What kind of dog-eye evaluation, I am actually only level 7? Report it, you must report it! This evaluation system is not accurate at all!" Lu Yongliang puffed his beard and stared, as if he wanted to kill the person responsible for the evaluation. .

Cui Yu frowned and looked at him in boredom, "Stop yelling, you are not the only one who commented like this. That was done by big data, what's the point of yelling? Am I only at level five?"

The first half of the sentence sounded okay, and Lao Lu even raised his eyebrows.

In the second half of the sentence, Lu Yongliang almost vomited blood.

"No, let's go to the association competition now. I have to kill you! If I kill you, I will be at level five!"

Cui Yufen smiled proudly and said, "Put me down, you don't have enough assets. Why, why don't you come and work in our hotel? I'll help you raise your assets."

As the first batch of people to join the association, Cui Yufen and Lu Yongliang basically understood half of the rules.

In the capital verification process, what is being tested is not the chef’s own assets.

It is a comprehensive evaluation based on the asset level of the restaurant and hotel where he works, and then based on the chef's salary and position. I don't know how it is calculated specifically, but Cui Yu's position as executive chef of the Beijing International Hotel is actually Reached level four standard!
It's just that other things are a little lacking, so it's judged to be level five.

This evaluation method seems to give people the impression that, for example, Cui Yufen works at the Beijing International Hotel. If he can be the executive chef of such a famous hotel, it means that this person must have some skills.

As for Lu Yongliang?
I am an idle person who occasionally comes to the State Guesthouse to help out. What kind of position is there?
Thank God for being able to reach level seven, thanks to his position as the president of the Hubei Province Culinary Association.

"That won't work!" Lu Yongliang shook his head like a rattle, "I'm here to help you? Do you think I look like that kind of person?"

Cui Yufen nodded, "It's quite similar."

Just when Lao Lu was about to run away, Cui Yufen threw out his cell phone, "Why don't you inform fifth brother quickly? The earlier you register, the more advantage you will have. When there are more people, it will be difficult to upgrade your level!"

"That's right!" Lu Yongliang felt the same way.

But holding the phone, he was in a daze again.

I thought that you, Cui Yufen, do have a very high position. Even Cui Yufen's apprentice, Cuihualou chef Wang Peixin, is now a sixth-level member.

This shows that the position and the hotel behind it are really important.

So if I go to Taishui to take a job, it won't be a big problem for my fifth brother to be an executive chef, right?
No, the administration is not good, so I need to find someone more awesome, director chef?
Hey, when he thought about it, Lao Lu's mind immediately became active.

The reason is also very simple, he really wants to improve his level.

People outside don’t know, and there’s no official announcement, but these old men and women have a vague guess.

This is the layout of the Culinary Association. In the next few years, whoever can reach the top will definitely have a super grand thing that needs this person to host, but no one can guess what it will be.

To put it bluntly, the Culinary Association is probably a part-time job, otherwise it would be difficult to complete such high-tech things with their size.

What really made Lu Yongliang feel that there was something fishy here was that after the document was sent out, the state banquet chefs were not in a hurry and were in a wait-and-see mode.

But those bosses!

The owners of major hotels and restaurants are all anxious!

They all ordered their chefs to register quickly, and there were even several hotels in the capital that had begun to secretly renovate, which is very intriguing.

So Lao Lu knew that there must be someone behind this!
Seeing that he didn't move, Cui Yufen urged. "Hit me, why are you standing still?"

Lu Yongliang put his phone away, "What are you calling so late? Xiao Su must be sleeping. Let's talk tomorrow."

After saying that, Lu Yongliang folded his hands and stood up, "I'm going back to sleep too. I'm bored of playing this vanity fair game with you at my age."

Bian sighed as he walked out. Cui Yu's look made Cui Yu all he wanted to do was laugh.

Lao Lu regrets registering with me!
When the document was sent out, the owner of Cui Yu's hotel immediately notified her to register with the association, so Lao Cui just let Lu Yongliang come over, who had not yet returned.

As a result, Cui Yufen rated it as a five-level, and Lu Yongliang rated it as a seven-level, which secretly made Cui Yufen feel happy.

On the highway.

After listening to Ling Shuyu's report and her interpretation, Su Chen stretched his tired neck.

"This matter is in the clouds right now, so let's not rush into action yet. We can't run away, and there's no use fighting if it's not us. Let's wait and see what happens."

Ling Shuyu whispered, "Well, then you can rest."

Su Chen leaned back, closed his eyes slightly, and unconsciously fell into sleep again.

A few minutes after this dish fell asleep, Su Chen was woken up by the phone in his pocket.

"Who is it? It's so late."

I've been running on the highway for several hours. It's already past 11 o'clock in the middle of the night, and there's still someone on the phone?

Su Chen took out his cell phone with some irritation. When he lowered his head to look at it, he was shocked by the name on the phone.

Uncle Lu?

(End of this chapter)