Although it was already dinner time, they all did not take action immediately after they arrived in the kitchen.

The captain is currently dealing with other matters, while Mr. Huo is directing everyone in the kitchen.

"The chef who originally worked in this kitchen is now back to your position immediately. The chef who came down from the third floor will choose any of the remaining positions. I will give you ten minutes to clean the countertops. The ingredients you want to use must also be in place in ten minutes."

After the words were finished, everyone began to move immediately. Chen Nian first brought his chefs back to his position and prepared to stand by.

The red-collar chefs who came down from above basically left a helper to clean the countertop here, while he took people to the warehouse to get the ingredients.

After waiting ten minutes, all the work was ready.

In addition, Mr. Huo also asked someone to recount the chefs who can cook now during this time, and then distributed them down and quickly handwritten dozens of menus, asking the waiter to take them down and order them to the customers.

In this way, the boat began to move in an orderly manner.

Of course, it also includes Aged, but since Aged had already prepared all the ingredients with the helpers in the morning, that is, he left for a while at noon, but most of the ingredients can still be used.

So it is much easier than those red-collar chefs.

I also have time to watch those people’s status while working.

Sure enough, the Red Collar Chef is worthy of being a Red Collar Chef. Although they were ordered in the face of danger, they were not busy, and the overall work progress gradually came up.

The chef Tonio followed was just right next to Chen Nian.

"Chan, we are working together again. Although I have thought of many ways before, I didn't expect it to be the way it is today." After a little relief, Tonio spoke to Chen Nian there and said.

"Yes, I didn't expect it to be in this way." Chen Nian smiled.

At this time, the chef who was managing Tonio also looked at Chen Nian and asked curiously: "Are you the young man who just became a blue-collar chef a few days ago?"

"Yes."

"It looks very good. Tony praises you here every day. I didn't believe it at first, but today I saw your ability to cook these dishes. If you have dozens of dishes that can be made of this level, you can go to the top to cook."

This evaluation is relatively high. At least he recognizes that the dishes that Chen Nian cooks are actually of the level of a red-collar chef. However, when he sees Chen Nian young, he feels that Chen Nian should not have as much dish volume in his hands.

Moreover, the other party spoke in Italian when he spoke, and Chen Nian could barely understand a little. After roughly understanding what the other party meant to praise him, he smiled shyly and responded in unskilled Italian: "Thank you for your praise, I will work hard."

Although Chen Nian didn't know what the other party was, it was always right to be polite.

It's like after going out, sometimes I find someone of the same age as me to ask for directions, but I'm not sure if the other person is older, but it's always right to go up and call me brother or sister.

This is also true when putting it at work.

Although Chen Nian became his boss after graduation, he knew these principles, and in the service industry, he had to know what it means to be polite.

"And you are very modest." The other party was very satisfied with Chen Nian's attitude.

Tonio couldn't help but smile on his face as if he was praising himself.

Although there are fewer chefs, the amount of dishes ordered will definitely increase. Chen Nian's current work is just step by step, so he can also make time to see the red-collar chef next to him cook.

"You are an Italian chef, aren't you? I just heard you speak in Italian..." After looking at it, Chen Nian asked inadvertently.

"Yes, Tonio and I come from the same place, but the cities are different, but we are both cities in southern Italy."

"That's how it is, in our words, this is called fate." Chen Nian nodded. Although he was stumbling, he still insisted on communicating with the other party in Italian. After all, this is also a rare opportunity to communicate.

The chef seemed to have noticed this, but not only did he not dislike Chen Nian's slow speech, but he had to think about it before speaking, but instead took the initiative to replace some abbreviations or slang parts with easy-to-understand sentences and words when chatting.

But even so, Chen Nian still felt that he knew too little. After all, it was quite rare to be able to understand the other person's words after only a few days of studying. He could only understand two or three words in a sentence. It was too difficult and too difficult to guess the meaning of the sentence based on these.

Finally, the old ones communicate in English.

It would be better to exercise English again.

But then he found that the other party's English level seemed to be just as good as his, which made him feel relieved.

"I have never been exposed to Western food before, but when I talked to Tony before, he seemed to have said that Italian food has a very important position in Western food?" Chen Nian asked curiously.

"Yes." The chef nodded, "The Italian dishes are actually very rich. At least I haven't learned them yet, but I don't think I can master them all in my life.

In fact, to be honest, Italian food can actually be called the mother of Western food, including French food, American food, British food, etc. as you know them, most of them are derived from Italian food.

Because our dishes originated from the Roman Empire court and had strong eating habits in Florence during the Renaissance era. Although I am just a red-collar chef now, when I first came on the boat, Mr. Huo also asked me for the Italian meals for more than half a year. Of course, Mr. Huo's current level is already higher than mine."

The chef couldn't help but sigh slightly when he spoke, but he could also hear from his tone that the other party envied Mr. Huo's talent very much.

"Of course, your Chinese food is also quite good. I have heard from Mr. Huo and other Chinese chefs that the number of Chinese food is not less than that of us. The most important thing is that your land is relatively vast, so you also have various eating habits. I personally like to eat Chinese food very much and have mastered several Chinese dishes.

Because I think as a chef, we should learn more about the characteristics of other countries and nations.”

Chen Nian nodded and agreed with this: "You are very right. I have always held the same view as you. When I was learning to cook, I was not obsessed with a certain cuisine in our country, because the more things I come into contact with, the more I will be. Whether it is a certain cuisine in our country, or a cuisine from other countries or other ethnic groups, there are many places that can be integrated. If I have the opportunity in the future, I would also like to get into the cooking methods of Western food."

The chef was very happy after hearing this: "If you really want to learn Western food then, if you don't know anything, please come and ask me."

"Okay. Then I might be troubled by you at that time." Chen Nian said with a smile.

Tonio looked at Chen Nian enviously. His current teacher and Chen Nian were thirty years apart, but Chen Nian could chat and laugh with the teacher, which was not something he could match.

That's right, Tonio has now recognized the other party as his teacher, and the chef is also happy to accept Tonio as his student.

In this way, they chatted and cooked dishes. Every time they made a dish, the chef had to taste it. If it was a dish like the squirrel mandarin made by aged ones, then shave a piece of fish fin and put it on while cooking, and then eat some soup and meat on it.

But if you have a dish like Wensi Tofu, you just need to drink it.

Mr. Huo would also wander around the chefs and taste the flavors randomly. Except for some blue-collar chefs who are not very mentally ill and are a little bit different in the taste of the dishes they make, everyone else basically has no problems.

"Today's situation is also a reminder for you. I can tell you that today's guests are food poisoning, and the doctor on the boat has also checked it. It is poisoned by puffer fish. I still don't know which link is wrong, but if I really found out who did this, it caused the reputation of Platinum Star to decline and scandals in the industry, he would definitely regret doing such a thing."

Mr. Huo's voice was sharp. No one except for some newcomers doubted the seriousness of what Mr. Huo said.

Because they all know that Mr. Huo is not as kind as he seems on the surface. When he is fine, Mr. Huo does look very kind, but if something really happens, he will be the one who can watch you be beaten to death.

They have seen many people who have made serious mistakes before, either thrown into the sea or executed directly on the boat.

No one cares about this kind of thing, and it cannot be controlled.

If it weren't for this, a place with lots of oil and water like a kitchen would have been messy, so how could it be as orderly as it is now?

After Mr. Huo finished speaking, he went to the door and looked at it.

Tonio's teacher muttered incomprehension: "Wouldn't it be better to ask whoever made the pufferfish? Why do you have to fight so much? Can someone else start?"

Chen Nian continued to talk, saying, "Although the most suspected chef is the chef who handles puffer fish, it is impossible to rule out the possibility that the chef will secretly take action next to you, or other chefs will secretly add puffer fish toxins to their own dishes, or even the waiter will add puffer fish toxins during the delivery process."

"Oh, why didn't I expect this?" the chef shook his head and smiled, "so it might be that the chef helped the chef, or even the waiter, joined forces to make it."

"Yes." Chen Nian nodded, "I don't rule out this possibility."

But they are just chefs after all, and all they can learn is this.

At the same time, below the cabin.

The people who were taken away were also being interrogated one by one.

But according to their description, no one poisoned it.

The ship asked Anna again for inquiries, but Anna came in and threw out a major clue.

"I seem to remember that my father ordered puffer fish once before, and he thought it was very unpalatable, so he asked the waiter to call the chef and scold him, and said that he was not worthy of being a chef. I remember that the chef seemed to be him..."

The chef Anna mentioned is the one who is responsible for making puffer fish.

The chef was panicked when he heard this!

"It's not me! How could it be the poison I made? I don't know where the dishes I made will be taken!"

But his words were quickly exposed: "If it was a dish ordered in the hall, you really don't know the name of the customer at that table, but if it was a room order, the room number would be written on the order. In this way, how could you not know who your dishes were to be served?"

"I didn't watch it! With my cooking habits, I wouldn't even see who ordered the meal! Even though I was scolded by that gentleman last time, I didn't hold a grudge at all! For a chef, if the customer is not satisfied, there is something bad about it!" He defended loudly again, "And when I was cooking, every chef could see that every piece of puffer meat I processed was absolutely non-toxic!

You can go and check it casually! Even if you are poisoned, it will never be at my stage!"

And just after he finished speaking, the responsible persons in other rooms came to explain the situation to the chefs under him, which was indeed as he said.

There was nothing unusual when I was working today. All the steps to deal with puffer fish were straightforward and there were no omissions.

In addition to him, another red-collar chef and the blue-collar chef had no flaws. Moreover, they did not use anything related to puffer fish at all. Even their previous trajectory was not a problem. There were basically people who could prove what they did in every time period.

In this way, the spearhead was pointed at West's side.

"Sir, I am only responsible for delivering food. After I came out of the kitchen, I pushed the dining cart and went straight to the third floor. It was really not poisoned!" West defended himself loudly.

“Has that food truck left your sight?”

West thought for a while, "It seems that there is indeed... I remember that after I went upstairs, I pushed the dining cart to Mr. Garcia's door. When I was about to knock on the door, the guests in Room 318 asked me to go and deliver his meal first."

"Then what?"

"Then... I saw that he seemed unhappy, so I had to go and deliver it to him first. At that time, I put the food truck at the door, so I left my sight."

"Then do you think it's him?"

But West then shook his head: "I don't think it's possible for him. I remembered it again. I met someone when I went upstairs before..."


Chapter completed!