Food Intelligence King

Chapter 66 Employee Motivation

The young man in the yellow shirt started tasting the steamed buns in the shop; he ordered four with fresh pork filling.

The filling is quite simple, just pork and scallions.

But it tastes good.

Peel two cloves of garlic, drink some millet porridge, and eat steamed buns one after another.

I ate with great peace of mind and satisfaction.

Because of his job, the guy in the yellow shirt usually comes into contact with many merchants and delivery riders.

He considered himself very knowledgeable about the food at all the restaurants in the area.

So people often ask him which restaurant has the best food.

The guy in the yellow shirt usually answers that the restaurants that don't do takeout are good, and then waits for the customer to ask for more details about the specific items before recommending one or two more.

After eating the steamed buns,

He thought to himself: If anyone asks me again in the future where to find steamed buns in Guangming District, I will definitely recommend this place.

I just didn't expect that this was a small shop that had only been open for a short time.

In my memory, only old shops that have been open for more than ten years can taste this kind of steamed bun.

This was also beyond his expectations.

The young man in the yellow shirt muttered to himself:

"I still don't have enough work experience."

It was the weekend, so customers weren't coming in as often, but the steamed buns sold out quickly, so Chen Zhou didn't keep them.

So when it came time for lunch, he asked his junior colleague for her opinion:

“Your sister-in-law is home on Sunday. She just told me that if you have time, you can come over for dinner. She made two dishes, so we can have a simple meal.”

If it's inconvenient for you, I'll cook you a simple dish.

The junior sister considered it for a moment.

She had tasted Ms. Lin's cooking at Chen Zhou's house the last time.

This morning, I also had a healthy breakfast prepared by Ms. Lin with Chen Zhou.

She thought:
My senior's family is very kind to me. They invited me to dinner, and I should have gone. I also really wanted to play with Tao Tao a little longer.

We didn't win or lose the last game of Connect Four. I was so embarrassed.

But if cooking is out of 100 points, I can only give Sister Yifan 50 points.
Chen Zhou's words interrupted Zhao Yilin's troubled thoughts.

"What are you thinking about? Are you on a diet and not eating either?"

"We still need to eat," the junior sister replied earnestly.
"Senior brothers, you've been so kind to me. Let me come over sometime and I'll treat you to a meal. How about next weekend? My salary from the design institute is due soon."

The junior sister seems to have become more sensible.

Chen Zhou was very pleased to hear this.

So for his lunch today, he simply stir-fried a side dish. Using ingredients from the restaurant, he made a plate of stir-fried green peppers, eggplant, and pork.

Cut the eggplant into chunks, coat them with flour, and then stir-fry them in oil.

Stir-fry the sliced ​​meat with a star anise until fragrant, then add green peppers and stir-fry until just cooked.

Add a little sesame oil.

Just before taking it out of the pot, Chen Zhou asked Zhao Yilin, "Do you want some cilantro?"

"I don't eat cilantro," the junior sister shook her head. "I think cilantro tastes weird. Actually, I can eat it with a little bit, but it's best to avoid it."

"Alright, alright."

Chen Zhou tossed the wok a few times, scooped the vegetables out of the pan, and packed them into a lunchbox. "You can eat it whether you like it or not."

"Senior brother, you're teasing me again." Zhao Yilin took the lunchbox, didn't put the lid on, and smelled it right there.

The spices and pork go very well together.

After the eggplant was stir-fried in oil, it became soft and mushy, with a brown sauce coating its surface.

The addition of green peppers makes the dish look much lighter and more cheerful.

These home-style dishes look especially comforting.

It would definitely taste delicious mixed with rice.

Zhao Yilin commented, "It doesn't feel like we're going to work; it feels more like we're bringing lunch to school!"

Chen Zhou instructed her, "Go back and cook some more rice yourself."

"Okay. See you tomorrow, senior brother!"

"See you tomorrow, be careful." Chen Zhou and Zhao Yilin locked the shop door and left separately.

As the junior sister rode her electric scooter, she saw Chen Zhou putting the kitchen knife into his bag.

Become curious:

"Hey, senior, it seems you brought this cleaver with you this morning too. Is it really necessary to be so careful now? What should I bring?"

Chen Zhou laughed and said, "There's no need to follow my example. Just put on your helmet."

"Ok."

The junior sister obediently put on her helmet and set off on her bike.

Chen Zhou then touched the kitchen knife inside the canvas bag; this side was made of Woolworths lacquer.

After using this cleaver, Chen Zhou felt a little uncomfortable using other cleavers.

Unfortunately, raw and cooked food are kept separate in the kitchen, so one knife cannot be used for multiple purposes.

I wish I had a set of these.

Because on Friday, I fulfilled my promise to give my junior sister money and even gave her a day off on Saturday.

Chen Zhou also felt that the little girl had become much more energetic.

Although she still speaks in a lot of gibberish, she is no longer the same person she was when she was at the design institute.

I remember when I first met my junior sister...

She always has phrases like "She dumped all the work on me again" and "It's so annoying" on her lips.

Looking back now, I realize I really loved my job.

I think I arrived at the store around 6 a.m. this morning.

She took the initiative to soak the rice and even learned how to cook porridge from Chen Zhou.

This is actually not difficult.

Chen Zhou had also copied it from Old Feng's recording.

As long as you follow the steps, remember how much rice and water to add, and how long to boil, it's very easy to learn.

The flavor of a store should be consistent.

A standard should also be established for the production process.

The junior colleague is a novice in the kitchen, so from her perspective, we can better summarize the relevant experience.

She was very serious and even took brief notes.

Tell Chen Zhou that she will be in charge of cooking porridge from now on.

Treat your employees well, and they will give you positive feedback in return.

This feeling is quite comforting.

Back home, Ms. Lin and Tao Tao were waiting for Chen Zhou to have lunch.

When he returned, the family gathered around the dining table.

Ms. Lin asked with concern, "Are you tired today?"

"Yes, it's quite crowded on the weekend. You wouldn't believe it, two delivery drivers came in today."

Chen Zhou chatted with his wife about the things they encountered while running the store.

Ms. Lin listened quietly, occasionally offering a few words of opinion.

Chen Taotao seemed to have been waiting for a while at noon and was getting a little hungry, so she busied herself cooking.

Looking at it this way, my wife's cooking is actually not bad. Her skills are good enough. As long as she picks a couple of dishes that our little girl likes, she can eat them with great relish.

Perhaps this is the unique filter that makes "the taste of mom" so special.

No one can replace him.

After dinner, Chen Zhou took a nap at home first.

The family didn't go out again and spent the weekend afternoon at home.

Chen Zhou took Tao Tao out to play and try some new things.

Ms. Lin would consider a little more, such as preschool education, regular exercise, hobbies, and so on.

She has higher expectations for her child than Chen Zhou does.

"He should at least be about the same age as other children his/her age."

Actually, my wife has a lot to think about every day. Although there's nothing particularly outstanding about it, isn't this just a series of choices she makes in all aspects of life?

(End of this chapter)