"What's the problem?"
Ma Hua frowned, pulled out his hair in fistfuls, and stared at the plain lion head in the casserole on the chopping board, trying hard to recall what happened before. His master told him all the details of this dish, intending to find the secret.
“Hey! It broke again!”
Not far away, another chef in the back kitchen who was second only to Ma Hua gloated and bared his teeth and snickered.
Ever since he came to the guest house, he has always been very critical of MCA. Not to mention that he is too young, and there are too many rules. It is not good if the clothes are dirty, and too many ingredients are used. Even the placement of kitchen knives and frying spoons Every position must have a fixed place, and the up and down, inside and out are so unconcerned that the cook, who is usually lazy, feels very uncomfortable.
Therefore, he was naturally happy to see that the other party had asked questions again.
The apprentices were also a little confused at the moment and were gathering together to whisper.
"Why can't it be done? I think what Master Ma makes is delicious."
"That's right, that lion's head is so fragrant. What does Chu Suo want?"
“Anyway, I think it tastes delicious, even better than meat!”
"You think it's useless? If what Chu said doesn't work, it just won't work."
Chu Heng was also looking at Ma Hua at this time, with a bit of hatred in his eyes.
As we all know, this guy wanted MCA here not only because of his craftsmanship, but also because he is a disciple of Silly Pillar and can bring people over if something goes wrong.
But now!
This kid is so confused that he can't remember to find his master.
So, Chu Heng sucked his teeth and thought for a moment, then decided to push him again: "You can study it carefully in the next few days and get the things out for me as soon as possible. Our guest house will open soon. , You kid, please don’t let me off the hook! Otherwise, I won’t be able to spare you!”
After saying that, he turned around and left.
"Master Ma!"
As soon as Chu Hengfang left, the apprentices ran over to comfort him.
"Smoke a cigarette and don't worry."
"Sit down and have a rest first. Let's study it later. As the saying goes, haste makes waste."
"Don't smoke." Ma Hua, who was helped to sit down in front of the bench, frowned. He nonchalantly opened the hand that handed him the cigarette, and after a moment of hesitation, he gritted his teeth and stood up, quickly came out of the kitchen, and ran to the phone booth on the street to call Silly Zhu. .
It’s not that he can’t remember to look for the master, it’s actually that he doesn’t want to look for him.
Nowadays, MCA is just like those young men who have just left the wings of their parents and gone out to make a career. It is the time when they want to start a career and prove themselves.
In addition, his character is like his resentful master, who loves face very much. He felt that going back to his master for advice when he was just a disciple showed that he was not good at learning, which was really a bit embarrassing, so he kept resisting asking for help.
But now the pressure from Chu Heng on him is getting heavier and heavier. He finally can't stand it anymore and has no choice but to put down his dignity and go to Silly Zhu, otherwise things will go wrong later. It's a small thing for him to be embarrassed, but a big one to shame his master. !
In the lobby.
Chu Heng, who was chatting with Bian Fei, glanced at Ma Hua, who ran across the phone booth diagonally, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and gave the young man a thumbs up.
Then he turned to Qiu Rong, who was arranging tasks for others, and shouted: "Lao Qiu! Go to the telecommunications office in the next two days and ask when our phone can be answered. This special girl It’s been waiting for two months!”
“Oh, okay, I’ll be there tomorrow.” Qiu Rong responded quickly, then turned around and continued to assign tasks to receive the goods later. Prepare.
"Xiao Qi, you are responsible for organizing the gay men to move the goods. Xiao Huang, I will leave the acceptance work to you. Be careful..."
Chu Heng stayed in the lobby for a while, and then followed There was a small door on the side, so I went to the basement and walked around, then climbed upstairs to have a look, and finally came to the logistics warehouse to find my sister-in-law and chat for a while.
Half an hour passed quickly.
The delivery truck from the furniture factory finally arrived. A total of seven or eight trucks of various types were blocking the entrance of the guest house, spewing black smoke. The compartments of each truck were filled with various furniture such as tables, chairs, benches, bathing beds, wardrobes, and bedside tables.
After receiving the news, Chu Heng rushed out and followed Qiu Rong to direct everyone to unload the goods.
The employees who had just been warned by him were also very active. None of them dared to be cunning, especially those thorny ones before. They were more proactive than anyone else, doing whatever they were tired of. No matter how heavy or heavy it is, no effort is spared.
"Put the table over there!"
"What is this? Bamboo bed? Second floor, send it directly to the second floor!"
"Hey, hey, be careful. Ah, you didn’t knock it, did you? Who asked you, I said this bedside table!”
There is strength in numbers. There are more than 70 men and women in the guest house, plus delivery people from the furniture factory. There are more than 100 people. After working together for more than an hour, several trucks of goods were unloaded, but not one by one. They were all exhausted and sweating profusely.
Then Qiu Rong, who was well prepared, quickly took out cigarettes and Arctic soda and passed them out to everyone.
“Come on, come on, let’s have a cigarette and take a break.”
“There are also sodas, whoever drinks them can help themselves!”
Chu Heng helped the furniture factory After the masters handed over a few bottles of soda, he took one himself. Just when he bit off the lid and was about to drink, he heard a sound like a broken gong coming from the door.
"Oh, it's quite lively!"
He immediately followed the sound and saw Sha Zhu walking in with a smile on his hands behind his back.
"Master!"
Ma Hua, who was squatting in the corner smoking, quickly threw away half of the cigarette in his hand, stood up and went to greet him, saying with a look of shame: "I'm sorry, Master, your disciple I am not good at studying, so I have to come all the way Please come here."
"Hey, what does this mean? When I was a disciple, your master was not much better than you." Silly Zhu changed his previous image as a strict teacher. He scolded Ma Hua, but instead comforted him in a friendly manner.
"Brother Zhuzi, what brought you here!" Chu Heng also came over at this time, with a warm smile on his face.
But when facing him, Shazhu didn't give him a good look, and immediately rolled his eyes: "I pretend to be confused because I understand, don't you know why I came?"
"Haha, I must know this." Chu Heng handed him a cigarette with a smile, said a few more polite words to him, and then accompanied Ma Hua to the kitchen with Silly Zhu.
The cooks and apprentices saw this and quickly followed.
Soon.
They went to the back kitchen, where the casserole with the vegetarian lion's head was still placed on the chopping board.
"Is this the one?"
Silly Zhu immediately stepped forward, asked for a pair of chopsticks, picked up a piece and tasted it. After tasting the soup carefully, he nodded and said: " It’s okay, but I didn’t control the heat well, and there’s also…”
Speaking of this, he suddenly paused, turned to the apprentice and the cook who were listening with their ears pricked up, frowned and waved his hands: "You guys all get out!"
A few people were stunned and understood. The secret recipe may be taught next, so come out of the kitchen knowingly.
Then Silly Zhu looked at Chu Heng, who had no consciousness, and glared: "What are you doing here, kid? Get out!"
"Should I go out too?" Chu Heng pointed at himself in astonishment. .
"You are not my apprentice, why don't you go out? Hurry up!" Silly Zhu didn't give any face at all, and drove him out of the kitchen with a bang.
Chu Heng, who was locked out, jumped angrily.
“Hey, look at your sophistication! I’m not a cook, so how can I steal your job?”