Chapter 223 My master is very powerful
Jiang Wengwen didn't know why and walked in.
Then...
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Jiang Weili was twitching and wanted to leave first. He used his vivid performance to explain to everyone what it means for high school students to play with their mobile phones in class. He turned around and saw his head teacher peeking out of the back window and walking hand in hand with his high school sweetheart dog on campus. I encountered the spiritual journey of the dean on the spot.
"Little...little boss, Ouyang and Luo Yu's dishes have been laid out. Since you didn't come back, the boss has already seen it." Sang Ming felt that no matter whether he was admitted or not, it was always right to call the boss directly. .
At first glance, these people look like a family, and they are all bosses!
Jiang Jiankang nodded to Jiang Feng, indicating that the two people just passed the test.
"Xiao Feng, this person next to you is..." Jiang Jiankang noticed Jiang Weili's unusual expression, and there was a trace of horror in his shock, a trace of surprise in his horror, a little surprise in his surprise, and a hint of shock in his shock. Looking at him with a lot of unexplained emotions, he found that he was actually looking at Jiang Weiming.
"Hygiene." Jiang Weiming said helplessly, with a hint of smile in his voice.
"Eh." Jiang Weng sneered, his no longer flexible brain working rapidly, trying to come up with a perfect reason why I was here in just ten seconds.
Wait, no, why is my master here?
Is it possible that my master also came to apply?
"You ran away from home again." Jiang Weiming shook his head helplessly with a smile on his face, just like he did more than 40 years ago.
Jiang Weili was the only son in the family and had no talent for reading. However, his parents wanted him to study so that he could stand out. He only studied in junior high school for 5 years. He failed to pass the technical secondary school and struggled to get into high school. He thought he would be successful after just three years. He was ready to graduate, but he didn't know that his senior year of high school coincided with the resumption of the college entrance examination.
After he failed the college entrance examination, his parents gave him two choices. The first was to repeat the exam, and the second was to break his leg and repeat the exam.
Jiang Wengsheng chose third place and wanted to learn to be a chef despite being chased and beaten all over the city by his parents.
When he was studying, he only went to state-owned restaurants for two meals. One meal was a reward from his parents when he finally passed the high school entrance examination, and the other meal was an encouragement from his parents before the college entrance examination.
Both meals were cooked by Jiang Weiming himself.
During the summer vacation of that year, all the people in the provincial capitals of Shu will never forget the scene when Jiang Weili’s parents chased him all over the city with a rolling pin.
Later, Jiang Weiming's parents refused to compromise and relented, so he ran away from home and went to Jiang Weiming's house to become a disciple.
After being caught by his parents, he ran away from home again and went to Jiang Weiming's house to become a disciple again.
He was caught by his parents again and continued to run away from home. He persevered and ran to Jiang Weiming's house to become a disciple.
Jiang Weiming's parents had no choice but to bring gifts to Jiang Weiming and beg Jiang Weiming to accept his silly son and let him do odd jobs in the kitchen and suffer a little before he could study well.
No one thought that Jiang Weshan would work for 40 years.
He was killing fish on the water platform, and his whole body was filled with the smell of fish. He could wake up at night when he smelled his own smell.
He was chopping vegetables on the chopping board, and his hands were replaced with new injuries every day. Once, he cut off half of his finger with a knife, which was dripping with blood. Although he was sent to the hospital in time, the finger was still crooked.
He was frying a pot on the stove, and his arms were covered with scars from oil splashes or burns. He practiced flipping pot until he got home at night and found that his arms were swollen. The next day, he went to a state-owned hotel to continue practicing.
His parents thought he would give up soon, but he kept at it year after year.
When half of his finger was cut off, his mother held his hand and cried in the hospital. While crying, she said, "Baby, your dad and I won't force you to go back to school. Stop doing it and come home with us. Do whatever you want.”
Jiang Wengshi could only stupidly pass the handkerchief to his mother and said: "Mom, I just want to be a chef."
In the fourth year when Jiang Weili was working as a busboy in a state-owned hotel, Jiang Weiming was accepted as his apprentice.
The kind of serious disciple who hands out tea and kowtows.
From then on, all the chefs in the provincial capital knew that Master Jiang, who was on par with Chef Wu and had been praised by foreign guests and leaders, had accepted an apprentice who was not very talented but was very obedient.
Later, the state-owned hotel closed down.
Self-employed restaurants are springing up all over the provincial capital.
Jiang Weiming entered a pretty good restaurant under Jiang Weiming's introduction and worked as a chef until he retired.
If his working life comes to an end and he enjoys his leisurely retirement time from then on, helping his son and daughter-in-law take care of his grandchildren, going for a walk with his wife, or raising flowers and plants, going to a tea house to drink tea, watch operas and listen to music, his Life will be peaceful and abundant.
But this is not what Jiang Weiming wants. He is Jiang Weiming's apprentice and his master's only apprentice.
He wants to be the glory and pride of his master. When others mention him, he will no longer say, "That Jiang Weifeng, he is Master Jiang's very obedient and filial apprentice.", but instead say, "Oh, it's that Jiang Weifeng." Ah, he must be Master Jiang’s very filial and powerful apprentice.”
There is no difference between the sixty-year-old Jiang Weiming and the twenty-year-old Jiang Weiming. The twenty-year-old Jiang Weiming can climb out of the window in the middle of the night and squat in front of Jiang Weiming's house all night waiting to become his disciple. The sixty-year-old Jiang Weiming can discuss it with his wife. He went to Peking to apply for a job as a chef without telling his son.
"Know?" Jiang Weiguo felt that the name Jiang Wengshi sounded familiar.
"My apprentice." Jiang Weiming said.
Jiang Weiguo:? ? ?
Jiang Jiankang:! ! !
Jiang Weiming smiled at everyone, and he actually looked a bit like Jiang Weiming, saying: "My name is Jiang Weiming, and I am a chef."
Jiang Weiming flipped through the resume in his hand. He and Jiang Weiguo were evaluated in the order in which Jiang Shoucheng was released, and the subsequent resumes were not read at all.
Jiang Weisheng’s resume is attached below.
Name: Jiang Health
Age: 63
Nationality: Han
Education: High school
Job intention: Stove
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Jiang Weiming's resume was handwritten, with a lot of skills and work experience densely written on a small piece of paper. Jiang Weiming glanced at ten lines and saw the last sentence directly: My master Jiang Yuanchao is the chef of the Shudi State-owned Hotel. He's awesome. Although I'm not as good as him, I'm still pretty awesome.
"His master is very powerful, I know, just admit him." Jiang Weiming smiled.
Jiang Feng & Jiang Weiguo & Jiang Jiankang:? ? ?
"Come here and help." Jiang Weiming said.
"Okay." Jiang Wengshi was extremely excited.
Just kidding, he is Jiang Wengshi, his master’s only direct disciple! As soon as Jiang Weiming raised his hand, he knew what to hand.
Jiang Weiming raised his hand.
Jiang Wengshi handed over the plate.
"The one next to me." Jiang Weiming said.
Jiang Wengshi handed over the plate next to him.
"I'm talking about that glass of water."
Everyone:...
This pair of master and disciple... don't seem to have a good understanding of each other. (End of chapter)