Chapter 12

Shua!

Everyone's eyes instantly looked at chef Bai.

Gao Jun's mood is even more excited, because he knows that the news of his becoming a full member will finally be announced.

Think of here, his eyes can't help but provocative looked at Zhang Ye one eye, the corner of the mouth peeps out a bit proud smile.

"The first thing I want to say." White chef's eyes fell on Zhang Ye's body.

Zhang Ye frowned slightly. Does it mean that the chef really wants to announce his dismissal?

Now that he has inheritance, he is not really afraid of being fired, but after all, he has been working in Yunhai hotel for two years, so it is better not to change his job.

"Zhang Ye, due to your hard work in the kitchen, I decided to promote you as a trainee chef. From today on, we will supply our customers with new products of the hotel The emperor fried rice. "

WOW!

There was an uproar.

"It's impossible. It's absolutely impossible." Gao Jun roared with disbelief: "Chef Bai, are you wrong? Zhang Ye is a country bumpkin who only needs to wash potatoes. What qualifications does he have to be a third chef?"

White chef's face immediately sank down, looking at Gao Jun coldly said: "are you questioning my words?"

Gao Jun's cold sweat suddenly came down and he did not dare to reply.

The treatment of Yunhai hotel is not generally high, especially the other relatives of vice president. They are still looking forward to climbing up in the future.

White chef in the end is the power of the kitchen, a look will let the whole kitchen silent.

"I also tell you that in my kitchen, there are always capable people who can survive. If Zhang Ye has the ability to conquer my taste buds, he is qualified to be the third chef. "

All of them look at each other face to face. They are all surprised. They look at Zhang Ye inexplicably, but he hasn't woken up from the sudden change.

"I tell you that Zhang Ye has not only become a three chef, but also has a 10% commission for every golden fried rice he provides. This is a special reward given to him by me and the hotel." White chef's last words directly fried the pot.

What!

10% commission.

How can it be? It's a special treatment for chefs. Even the second chef just takes his salary and doesn't get a commission at all.

For a moment, all eyes looked at Zhang Ye, envy, jealousy, such as knife sharp eyes fell on him.

Gao Jun's eyes were full of resentment, and he wanted to take up the knife and kill him on the spot.

"Chef, I don't agree. You're unfair. I'm worse than him." He was mad and yelled.

Chef Bai looked at him like a clown: "just now I said I would announce two things. Now pack up your things. You are fired."

What!

Gao Jun's face turned white in an instant. He looked at several employees who had good relations at ordinary times, hoping that they would come forward and say something good to themselves.

But he was disappointed, everyone looked at him with disdain, indifference, and even usually play well with their own little friends are still schadenfreude.

Until now, he realized how unpopular his kitchen in the cloud hotel was.

Gao Jun was swept out of the kitchen, and did not cause much noise in the kitchen.

But Zhang Ye's heart was deeply shocked, let him once again deeply understand the words he had heard.

The kitchen is the battlefield, and the chef is the king of the battlefield. Now he has obviously felt the majesty of the king.

In a word, Gao Jun can be swept out of the house. Even if his uncle is the vice president of the hotel, others still don't dare to complain.

In another word, I put myself in the position of the three chefs. When I look at the eyes of others, I have more respect than admiration. This is just the three chefs in Yunhai hotel.

Power is really a good thing.

Zhang Ye, you should remember that sooner or later, you will also stand at the top of the culinary world and let everyone look up to you like this.

For the first time, his heart was full of ambition.

"Zhang Ye, the emperor's fried rice, let's move it quickly. If you mess it up, I'll let you go back and wash the potatoes right away. " The stern voice of chef Bai came suddenly.

Go back and wash the potatoes? Don't be kidding. I've just decided on my ambition.

Zhang Ye's eyes were firm, and he did not hesitate at all. He immediately took out the eggs and cold rice from the cupboard.

The yellow and orange eggs beat in the white porcelain bowl and were quickly crushed by him. The sound of the crackle is like a wonderful symphony.

The eggs were soon beaten and put aside. He took the rice and stirred it carefully with chopsticks.

This is the necessary step of fried rice, need to let each grain of rice spread, can't stick together.

Although he didn't have an assistant, his movements were still so orderly. Only when he began to stir fry the rice and put the clear oil into the pot, did people come back.

"Powerful, I didn't expect that Ono had such a skill."

"Yes, I haven't seen it before. This boy is really deep."……

The low voices of discussion passed on to each other, but did not affect Zhang Ye's movements.

Shua! Shua! Shua!

Again and again, the heavy frying pan in his hand seemed light as if nothing, and the half cooked eggs began to solidify with the rice grains.

Sprinkle salt, sprinkle onion.

In just two minutes, the emperor's fried rice is out of the pot. It smells delicious and sounds tempting.

"Chef, it's done."

Zhang ye came up to chef Bai with a white porcelain plate, but he just glanced at the white chef and said directly:

"serve, Emperor fried rice."

The waiter was skilled and quickly took over the fried rice.

No one noticed that chef Bai's Adam's Apple moved, as if he wanted to eat it up.

The steaming emperor fried rice soon spread to the front hall and was placed in front of a cold beauty.

Huo Mingwei doesn't come here to eat today. She has been looking at the operation of Yunhai hotel since she came in. She is constantly calculating something in her heart.

The reason why we ordered the emperor fried rice with a price of 188 yuan is that it is a new product launched by the hotel today, and it is also marked as the work of a new chef.

This new chef is Zhang Ye.

Zhang Ye? Is that the man?

Yesterday, she met the man who claimed to be a handyman in Yunhai hotel. As a result, she became a new chef today.

These Is it really a coincidence?

Huo Mingwei's face showed an imperceptible sneer. She never believed that there was such a thing as coincidence in the world.

But when a dish of emperor's fried rice, which seemed like Jinsha, was put in front of her, she was stunned.

In front of the emperor's fried rice, the fried golden eggs are tightly wrapped with rice, and there is no rice white in sight. It is like a work of art against the background of chives.

Gently open with a spoon, the rich sweet smell immediately sent out, people can not help but relaxed and happy, like a day of their own tired into the sun for a whole day.

The feeling of being wrapped by the warmth of the sun makes Huo Mingwei a little trance. Is it really a coincidence?

She's a little unsure.

"Why? It smells good. What's the smell? " There are customers next to the surprised low call.

"Look, it's over there. What kind of fried rice is it?"

"Is it the emperor fried rice newly launched by the hotel today? The one made by a chef named Zhang Ye? "

"It should be. It smells good. I feel hungry again."

"No, I need another bowl."