Chapter 325 The First Face
Needless to say, as more and more people know this nickname, there will definitely be people asking this kid about it.
"Are you really willing to give up? You spent nearly five yuan and ate a quarter of a chicken. Are you wronged? Don't you regret it? Use the money to buy one yourself. How good is it to eat a chicken?”
But what did the boy called “Big Head” say?
He almost always smacks his lips as a habit, and then nods very vigorously to admit it.
"Who says it's not the case! It's an injustice! It's such an injustice! I really regret it!"
But when asked, this man thought he had been caught in the act.
The words behind this "big head" will have a magical twist like "roast chicken with a big nest neck", which is guaranteed to make the person who asked him extremely popular.
"Oh, it's all evil! Ever since I ate this honey-roasted chicken, any chicken I eat in the future will have no flavor! It's like eating wood slag."
"Now Well, once you eat it, it will last a lifetime. I have no interest in other chickens anymore. Master Zhang is trying to save me money and force me to give up chicken. Do you think I should thank him or hate him?"
"I'm just waiting, when will this master do it again? I have to eat enough! Hmm, I'll buy it if it's twice as expensive! If it hurts, I won't think about it at all..."
Listen, even if you say these words, you can see that you have been a lifelong fan!
So after this incident, the craftsmanship of "Zhang Dashao" was completely recognized by the entire factory.
Even those who are disgusted with him tend to be more tolerant without realizing it, and they have to be somewhat respectful.
Because craftsmen rely on their craftsmanship to establish themselves.
Those who have unique skills, such as eating meat and being bright, should be respected by others.
You are incompetent, you are a vegetarian, you are wilted, you sit aside and shed tears, and there is no one to coax you.
This set is not determined by anyone, it is truly a way of life of craftsmen.
Our social tradition has recognized this since ancient times.
If nothing else, the attitude of the people who helped cook in the small canteen first became respectful.
Who doesn’t have the desire to make progress?
They all want to fawn over "Zhang Dashao", settle the relationship well, and learn this craft from him.
But this old guy is just so abominable and doesn’t teach at all!
Some people were even found to be stealing lessons and not even letting people watch them cook.
When it's time for him to show off his skills, he kicks everyone out of the kitchen!
After the leader had finished his meal, he let people in to clean up the pots and pans.
The cook over there is so angry that there is nothing he can do.
Later, there were rumors that the reason why "Zhang Dashao" had no relatives, no children, and no children was because of his bad temper.
As a result, the people who had helped him cook all gnashed their teeth behind his back and called him "an old loser" and "deserted".
But even so, people still can't help but admire his good craftsmanship.
Because of the simplest thing, the dishes that "Zhang Dashao" cooks in the small canteen every day are never left over when they are served to the table.
It’s the same even if you cook an eggplant or stir-fry cabbage.
Sometimes there is even no soup left on the plate.
This is indeed something we have only seen in our lifetime.
I am afraid that except for this old guy, there is no cook in the world who can do this...
"Hey, this man, is he really so amazing? Then we can meet him today."
"That's Jiangong, such a strange person. If we didn't know you, we wouldn't even be able to meet you. Go. Thanks to you, let’s meet this famous chef.”
Don’t mention it, Ning Weimin and Zhang Shihui couldn’t help but think after listening to Bian Jiangong’s talk. My strong desire is to meet this legendary Danshao master as soon as possible.
Unfortunately, Bian Jiangong was not as interested as them, and actually looked a bit grim.
"It's easy to meet. I've made an appointment. But I have to say it first. There's really nothing visible. To put it bluntly, he's just a stubborn old man with a weird temper. He's not as famous as meeting him. The most important thing is that we're going in. What's going to happen soon? Don't take it personally. No matter how unpleasant it is, don't argue with me in person, otherwise I will... in the future... huh?"
Ning Weimin and Zhang Shihui understood immediately. Here comes the point.
I know very well what Jiangong is actually worried about here.
The two of them looked at each other and smiled, and made their promises thoughtfully.
"That's it, that's it. We went to the appointment because we were afraid of embarrassing you. How can we cause you more trouble?" "Don't worry, no matter what, we understand the principle of respecting the elderly and loving the young. If so, If we don’t speculate more, we should just shut up. Anyway, we won’t talk to him. Isn’t that enough?”
In this way, a few people finally knocked on the courtyard door.
After a while, someone came to open the door.
The results really lived up to Bian Jiangong’s description.
The person who opened the door looked like he was repelling others from head to toe.
He is lean and has bright eyes.
But the stern expression obviously revealed a sense of alienation and precaution.
It is not like the image of a big-headed, thick-necked, honest and talkative cook that ordinary people usually imagine.
And the "outfit" looks puzzling.
The "people's clothes" that were washed white were still missing two buttons.
The vegetable soup left conspicuous marks on his chest.
This shabby and slovenly dignity is enough to keep people interested for ten and a half months.
No matter how you look at it, you feel that it has nothing to do with being a chef who earns more than 90 yuan a month. He looks more like a waste paper picker on the street.
The key is to show your distinct personal style with the first sentence you meet, so that you can almost knock someone off your feet.
“Who are you looking for? Did you go to the wrong door?”
"No, no, Master Zhang, it's me. Didn't we agree to come and look at the house today? That's right."
Bian Jiangong was immediately confused, he really didn't understand. "Zhang Dashao" why are you pretending not to know him?
"Oh, I remembered...it seems like something like this happened. I asked you to bring someone to show the house."
The one holding the door, hold the door first Chang Yin'er responded, but then Tu Qiong Dajian showed his intention to blame.
"But I have to ask, what time did we say? What time is it now? I thought you guys wouldn't be here today."
Okay, I'm just picking on the old guy.
And I have to say that Zhang Dashao's ability to bully people is really amazing.
He actually set an ambush for you on purpose.
Then use the method of concealing the virtual and the real, setting off the background and making insinuations.
One word is all it takes to get the most important point, just like killing someone with a knife at the throat.
And he doesn't use any curse words when he curses people.
The more I scold you, the more polite I have to be, and the more I have to forgive you.
Only this kind of curse can show that the words he cursed are true and conclusive, making people feel ashamed beyond words.
For example, just because Bian Jiangong and Ning Weimin were ten minutes late, he could say this to them.
"As the saying goes, a person cannot stand without trust. Is this how you guys do things? No wonder others say that if you have no hair on your lips, you can't do things well. Look, today, thanks to you, I Always remember this.”
"No, please don't explain. I know that you, like many people, are not late on purpose, but are just used to it. Right? For you, maybe ten minutes late shouldn't be too late. It's not too late. "I'm here early."
"So it's really not your fault, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have made an appointment with you, and I shouldn't have trusted you to be punctual..."
That's it. Not only can it embarrass the person, but it can also strengthen his power to scold you.
That is to the point and stings the opponent's face.
Is it any wonder that no one can stand his irritation?
Anyone who meets such a man may be left with a lifelong shadow.
To be honest, this kind of mental pain is not just the torture inflicted by "Zhang Dashao".
It was also because the person who was scolded by him had to forcibly suppress his desire to strangle this old guy to death at all times.
No wonder, no wonder Bian Jiangong gave so many instructions just now.
This old Bangcai is really good!
The rusher has reached the level of proficiency. It may take many people to train him.
At this level, it may be even better than his cooking skills.
(End of this chapter)