Chapter 3： King instinct

Despite Uncle Cui's promise, Cui Qichao still has to do some work by himself, such as registering a company, applying for business licenses and other documents, and preparing information about the cafeteria tenders and plans.

As for employees, Uncle Cui has reminded that the previous cafeteria employees were actually contracted with the dispatch company. If he were to participate in the tender, then he could help to contact and directly hire the original staff, which would save trouble. A lot.

Cui Qichao didn't know much about it, so he naturally agreed.

He is counting his original capital, relying on the classification of this virtual plane and the settings given to him, and he has sufficient funds on his account to ensure early operation. After the canteen is put into operation, there will be benefits.

c. The big cafeteria does not operate externally, and it is strictly forbidden to collect cash. The meals are paid by the teachers and students with campus cards, and they are settled with the school finance department every month.

Of course, these are not the key points for Cui Qichao, who is carefully looking at the plan of a cafeteria to be tendered.

A cafeteria is on both sides of the student dormitory, one side is adjacent to the road, and the other side is facing the low hill in the school. A small park is built above for students to relax.

The cafeteria building has a total of five floors, including the ground floor. Here are the kitchen, refrigerator, various processing rooms, etc. The first, second, and fourth floors are restaurants, and there are also kitchens, offices, conference rooms and other places. There are thousands of square meters.

Cui Qichao was reluctant to be satisfied with this. He paid more attention to the entire campus of C University.

Where he lives, it is difficult for people to have such a large space for activities. Therefore, the virtual plane technology has also been called the future direction of human beings. Perhaps the technology is more mature and can enter ordinary people's homes.

Cui Qichao looked at it, and felt that the impulse in his body was almost impossible to hold back. He passed on the blood of the ancient emperor, and after he woke up, he dispelled his king's energy, and wanted to plant something here.

...

The company ljj did consider Cui Qichao seriously. On the bright side, he did not want to arrange a script for Cui Qichao, but secretly set the time after the admissions, and then arranged Uncle Cui for such a help.

-No matter what, heaven is always more fashionable.

Who knows that Cui Qichao used this plug-in, but he contracted the cafeteria by this, and Lin Lin knew that he could vomit more blood.

With the support of Uncle Cui, Cui Qichao won the bid without a doubt and became the project operator of the C freshman cafeteria. The original equipment and ingredients of a cafeteria were resold to him by the lost previous owner.

And all the staff of a cafeteria, when they saw the appearance of Cui Qichao, a potted millet pepper that had already bear fruit, appeared a little confused.

The surname "Cui" is more sensitive and shares the same surname as the principal. The general manager heard that he still returned to study abroad. Now seeing him, he looks handsome, and the fitted suit highlights his long legs and thin waist, which makes people wonder: Why would such a person choose to run a cafeteria? ?

Not only that, the general manager Cui also discussed with the dispatch company, revised the contract, and raised the salary for everyone. Now they feel a little unrealistic.

"Hello everyone, my surname is Cui, Cui Qichao. I have just read the original rules and can probably be used." Cui Qichao's introduction to himself is so simple that it can't be simpler, let alone no extra words, even the resignation of a new official. nothing.

He was unfamiliar with the composition of the staff, did not taste the dishes, and did not understand the business situation. Instead, he issued an instruction for the first time, "Now everyone troubles pulling up the pot plants together, and the turf outside the cafeteria area is also chopped."

Everyone: "???"

The first-floor chef Li Tingmei said what everyone thought: "Mr. Cui, why are you doing this?"

Cui Qichao glanced at her and said, "Just open source and reduce expenditure. I have seen the vegetables in the refrigerator, and I hope that these places will be replaced with peppers."

The cafeteria employees looked at each other and were not surprised by this approach. Where did Huaxia people not like to plant some onions, garlic and peppers, but this was said by Mr. Cui, which seemed particularly incompatible. And Mr. Cui is much more high-end than the average person. Even potted plants have to be replaced by peppers ...

The flower pots inside and outside the cafeteria are actually placed uniformly by the school. Every now and then, people from the flower company pull new fresh flowers to replace them.

Including turf is also part of the greening project. According to common sense, they should not be left to their disposal.

However, think about the relationship between President Cui and President Cui, which is also the scope of the cafeteria. Is it okay to pull out?

In order to show up in front of the new boss, everyone was just a little confused in their hearts, and immediately acted, peeling the seeds, peeling the seeds, drying them in the air, pulling out the pots and transplanting them.

Cui Qichao pointed aside, and my heart filled with satisfaction. He seems to have an innate sensitivity to the whole process of implantation. The time calculation of each joint has its own concept, and even has requirements on the technique.

Some chilli seeds have been sun-dried in the cafeteria before, and they can be used immediately. Cui Qichao stopped them when they wanted to plant. Later ridges are planted, set in a single line, and spaced ... 37.50 cm. "

The cafeteria workers were stunned.

Some of them grew up in the countryside and had land in their own homes. I thought that Mr. Cui was the leader and the command was under the command. How much research can be done on growing vegetables. I didn't expect this exit ... it's all up to 37.50 centimeters in detail!

The data must be inaccurate. They don't know, but it seems to be the case. Peppers like wet soil.

At the request of Cui Qichao, everyone almost used a ruler to measure the line spacing.

"Hey ... this, that, what is this doing? Anything else to eat?"

Cui Qichao looked at the sound, talking to a student wearing glasses, holding a campus card in his hand, his face blanked. In fact, ten minutes have passed since the supply time. During the holiday, there were originally few teachers and students, and the entire restaurant looked at the busy masters with doubts.

"Hello classmate." Cui Qichao borrowed the cafeteria to farm, but anyway, I remember that the main task of the cafeteria is actually to entertain the food of Master C. He glanced at the student, "Now the business hours have passed."

"Ah yes ..." Meng Chang said awkwardly, "Teacher, that, I'm late for reading, I just want to see if there are any leftovers."

Cui Qichao gave him a strange glance, "I'm not a teacher."

Meng Chang is even more embarrassed. Cui Qichao's suit and leather shoes look like a thief and he has been on campus for a long time. At first impression, he feels like a teacher. If he is not young, he would like to call the professor, "Sorry, I Thought you were a teacher at our school. "

"I'm in a cafeteria." Cui Qichao said lightly.

"..." Meng Chang thought to himself, from a cafeteria? What do you mean, has the first cafeteria used to find models to compete with the four cafeterias to recruit students?

Now the staff of the cafeteria are busy, Cui Qichao said: "Wait a minute, I'll go and see what else to eat, a pot is hot for you."

Meng Chang smiled to cry, "Yes."

Until now he has been very sure that this handsome guy is a canteen person-only the talents in a canteen have the quality that can be fried together with any ingredients!

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Cui Qichao usually gives up kitchen cooking machines occasionally out of interest and cooks some dishes on his own, but he does n’t know everything about the food here, because the kitchenware is familiar with these days.

All the leftovers at this point have been processed, there are still a few fried chicken legs, and a little vegetarian stir-fry.

Cui Qichao looked at the leftovers for a moment, thoughtfully. Since the blood awakened, his sensitivity to food has also increased. The precise calculation is not only expressed on the scale of cultivation, but also has a sense of taste.

Taste is also an extremely important criterion in improved cultivation from generation to generation.

He tasted the fried chicken drumsticks and vegetarian stir-fried rice dumplings. He had a bottom in his heart. He took out the fried skin of the chicken drumsticks and cut them into dices. It turned out that this vegetarian stir-fried rice dumplings was actually a little raw. It was only about seven times ripe on high fire. There are so many, it seems that Cui Qichao's eyes are all flaws.

Cui Qi hot oil, stir-fried onion **** and scented, chicken legs and scallion white are poured back into the pot, pick a few potted millet peppers and chopped in.

With Cui Qichao's subtle perception and control of the ingredients, after the dish was cooked back, this plate of chicken tincture was lightly filled with oil underneath, close to the edges of the ingredients, and the outer bottom of the dish was still white. The fried yellow chicken on the top, the yellowish white simmered in the white, the spicy red millet, and the green and turmeric make a simple home-cooked dish look bright, without the greasy cooking, but rather refreshing .

This refreshment comes from subtle control. The back-boiled chicken is white, and the oil, ingredients, and heat are used at the right time. Such control is not the same as the normal old chef's feel of cooking all year round. Cui Qichao relies on his knowledge, calculations and taste of ingredients. For this kind of ordinary canteen dish, Cui Qichao's slightly monotonous cooking skills are completely sufficient, and even very suitable.

Cui Qichao made another bowl of rice—at the same time, he took a deep look at the bowl of rice, put it in the tray together, and took it out to the classmate.

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Because of the sitting posture, before Meng Chang saw the dishes, he first smelled a seductive aroma. If he smelled the smell, he would know that the dish was ready for dinner.

Generally speaking, the dishes in a cafeteria are classified as faint or weird, and occasionally they appear normal. This kind of seductive fragrance makes Meng Chang a little skeptical that he has a problem with his sense of smell.

Cui Qichao put the food down. "Can you eat spicy food? I added some pepper to taste."

No wonder the scent is a bit puny, Meng Chang's drool was secreted in large quantities, and he nodded unconsciously, using chopsticks to scoop up a few chicken legs.

The original chicken legs, which are too salty and fry well, are colored by the soy sauce to a slightly burnt yellow color after cooking, and the ingredients burst into the aroma, plus the right spicy flavor of millet, just like the finishing touch.

A chopstick dish entrance, Meng Chang's hunger erupted with appetite.

He simmered a piece of scallion white again. The scallion white that was cut into small pieces was extremely delicious after frying twice, and had the sweetness of the vegetables. The fusion together neutralized the greasy feeling.

"His ..." The spicy flavor of Xiaomi broke out after chewing a few mouthfuls. Although not much, it was more for the spicy, but it was enough for Meng Chang, a southerner.

This millet's spicy taste is not the same as what he has tasted before. It is more spicy than ordinary millet, which is not available at all. How to say it in a second sentence? This is the spicy flavor of the soul. !!

But the more spicy I want to eat, the spicy taste stimulates Meng Chang to secrete a lot of saliva, the cheeks are hot, the forehead sweats, and I breathe a few sips, but I don't want to taste this, I can only spit it out. Leftovers ease.

When Meng Chang stuttered for half a bowl and looked up again, he found out that the handsome guy didn't know where to go. He probably also turned the ground with other people. After all, he said that he was a cafeteria ... wait.

At this moment Meng Chang suddenly awakened, a person in a cafeteria? By the way, this dish is a cafeteria!

Meng Chang took a photo of the remaining half of the dish almost dullly and sent it to the class group: "Classmates, I'm in a cafeteria now. A handsome guy cooked me leftover stew. Great delicious. "

There were a few more queuing responses in an instant.

"Ha ha."

"Ha ha……"

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