Chapter 1296

The night before the official business, Yang Song told shopkeeper Du all his rules.

"Put up a sign there, put up a notice and write all my rules. The largest font says that you can eat in the shop if you don't obey the rules. If you don't obey the rules, you won't be received."

"Chef Yang, isn't that good?" During the day, shopkeeper Du thought Yang Song was joking. It was an aftertaste program.

I didn't expect him to come. The rules are more and more complete than during the day.

No one is allowed to queue up. Everyone gets the number and starts to issue the number ticket half an hour before each meal. The number ticket is limited.

No one is allowed to jump the queue. Those who jump the queue can repent in time, apologize to the people in the queue, and even ask for a fine of twenty Liang silver. On the contrary, if they are blacklisted, Yang Song will never cook for him.

"What is the blacklist?" Du Lizhi is a young man, and his focus is different from others.

"It's a list. All the people on this list can't eat my dishes." Yang Song said: "I have to ask the shopkeeper to hire a painter to quickly draw a portrait, that is, a human face, as the basis for the blacklist."

In ancient times, this was the most troublesome problem. There was no ID card. The registered residence proved that it was just a few pieces of paper, and it was easy to break.

Moreover, there is no photo on registered residence certificate.

"The money for the painter can be deducted from my dividend."

Another advantage of the food trial meeting is that it can make the shopkeeper find out whether the cook's salary is more or less.

Yang Song changed from the initial base salary of 12 to 62, plus 10% of the dividend for each dish.

Shopkeeper Du is very interesting.

"Chef Yang, are there many rules?"

"Not much. I haven't finished yet." Yang Song then said, "the person in line needs to order immediately. You can't linger."

This is to prevent some people from occupying seats maliciously and occupying positions without eating.

"For such people, we Tianxiang building have the right to rush customers. We also ask the shopkeeper to say hello to the constable patrolling the street and send them directly to the county government prison. If they are hungry for three days, just whip them again."

Du Lizhi: "I don't know why. I always feel that chef Yang likes to send people to big guys to eat whips."

"Please tell the waiter from the shopkeeper to tell everyone who eats in the store not to waste. Order an appropriate amount of food. The chef hates those who waste food, and those who waste are blacklisted."

Many people order food in restaurants just to show off their wealth. They will deliberately order more food to show their face.

Some people even rely on the amount of leftovers to prove their ostentation.

There are more such rules in the wine field. No one can finish the dishes for dinner, which is not rich.

"That's bullshit." Yang Song said, "wasting food is like thunder."

"Write this sentence on the notice, too."

Shopkeeper Du wiped his sweat: "the notice says that our Tianxiang building is easy to be splashed with dung."

"Then stop writing."

There's a play! Shopkeeper Du is going to persuade again.

"There are still too many people who don't realize how delicious my dishes are and there are too few fans." Yang Song misses the Yang family soldiers.

"Those who have eaten have only tasted more than 20 courses and have not realized the truth."

What truth?

Of course, by tasting Yang Song's delicious cooking, the big guy realized that Yang Song was a kitchen god, so he worshipped him.

Isn't immortals just for people to worship?

Turn the world into food!

No food, no recognition of Yang Song.

"When everyone realizes the truth, write that sentence."

Now is not the time.

"Meals are not allowed to be taken out. They must be eaten on the spot. Please also ask the waiter to remind everyone not to eat."

"Tianxiang building must be harmonious. You can't fight or make trouble, or you'll be blacklisted."

Yang Song's bold words frightened all members of Tianxiang building.

Jiang Si, the leader of the waiter: "shopkeeper, I've been running the hall for five years. I've never seen any chef with so many rules?"

"Don't talk about you. I've been a shopkeeper for 37 years, and I've never heard of a chef so arrogant!"

Du Lizhi said, "from my grandfather to my father, chef Yang, the first one!"

"Far from it, chef Yang of Baishui city is excellent. No one cooks half as delicious as him!"

Yang song can set a precedent because he has this ability.

No one knows how capable he is, including shopkeeper Du.

"OK! Listen to my big brother! My big brother is right about everything!" Li Erdan holds a bowl of radish balls and eats with his mouth full of oil. He is the one who always believes in Yang Song.

The expression of the others in Tianxiang building is indescribable: This is a fool.

Yang Song said with a smile: "sure enough, you still know me best. You're so smart. Brother will make you fried chicken later!"

"Thank you, brother!"

"Shopkeeper, what shall we do?"

Yang Song's demonstrated ability is not enough to frighten everyone in Tianxiang building.

We still think that the shopkeeper of the whole restaurant is the boss. Even if the chef has some skills, he is also a worker, just like them.

But Yang Song's salary is higher than theirs.

"Chef Shi, what do you think?" Shopkeeper Du has also dealt with this situation.

Life always has so many first times, no experience.

"When I first learned to cook, I didn't follow my father, but an old man. I had to do whatever the old man said. If I didn't obey him, he would beat me."

Chef Shi recalls the past:

"For example, when blanching ribs, my father clearly said that it should be cooked in hot water, but the old man insisted on cold water; and when frying rice, my father said that the rice should be fried while hot, but the old man disagreed. Even the newly steamed rice must be cooled before cooking.

There are too many cooking details. The old man and my father teach different things.

Sometimes the dishes made by him are more delicious. More often, the methods he taught are wrong.

I argued with him many times. The old man was tired and didn't smoke me. He punished me for shredding turnips and cabbage every day. He told me to cut whatever I caught.

Later, I stopped arguing with him and he beat me even harder.

I was beaten by him for several years. I ran home more than once and told my father that I didn't want to learn from him anymore. My father told me that the old man's cooking was much better than him, so I had to learn from him and listen to him. "

Shi Lei stopped talking.

"And then?" A group of people were happy to hear the story, but the storyteller suddenly stopped talking. What's the matter?

"My father advised me several times, but I didn't listen. He beat me even harder, sent me back and made amends to the old man.

After that, I continued to quarrel with the old man. He punished me and I left the school. "

"After seven years of study, I found that what my master taught was right, and then I graduated." Shi Lei finally said, "my father has cooked all his life, and his skill is not as good as mine. Shopkeeper, we will listen to whoever cooks."