"He Sen?"

Chen Nian frowned because he knew there was someone named He Miao.

Master He's biological son later became an undercover reporter.

However, the other party did have quite a lot of work experience. Chen Nian thought it would be good to keep the other party. Having learned from the past, Chen Nian now wondered whether He Miao was also projected.

Chen Nian calmly took it and looked at it.

"Okay, my salary will be calculated for you starting from today. It will be paid on the 10th of every month. Let's deal with the evening dishes first and wash the meat first." Shen Changqing told Wan Fang, but did not go up to help.

Because washing pork will definitely become the norm in the future, and the pork bought at an old age is usually a large piece weighing tens of kilograms, and it is more difficult to wash, but this can tell whether this person can stay in the future. of.

I have to do this every day from now on. It’s a little more difficult on the first day. I think it’s necessary to age.

But after hearing this, He Sen looked at the pork, smiled and said, "Okay."

It can be seen that this smile is not fake, but rather honest.

Seeing the other party going to the pool to wash the pork, Chen Nian came to the counter with a copy of the other party's ID card and health certificate, and checked on the special government affairs website.

The ID card information and the health certificate match.

And the looks also match.

There seems to be no problem.

Chen Nian was afraid that the health certificates presented by others were fake, and if they were found to be responsible, he would be the one punished.

So it’s better to check these things out.

At least in the store, Chen Nian will publicize everything that needs to be publicized, and He Sen will also post his health certificate after he joins the company.

After checking, Chen Nian went to process the ingredients in the kitchen with the other party.

"Boss, you are young, your cooking is so delicious, and Mapo Tofu is so cheap. I have passed by you several times, and there are many people queuing up every time."

While washing another piece of pork, Chen Nian said: "So our work here will be busier. We have to come here around eight o'clock every morning, but we have to prepare less in the morning than in the afternoon. Four thousand yuan is only for the first month. If If you do well in the future, you can get a salary increase."

Although this is his first time recruiting workers, Chen Nian is not a picky person. His store is really busy. Even if there is a helper, there are only two people working in the kitchen.

He is the only one who cooks.

Every time I go to a restaurant, I have to start cooking for one or two hundred people. With this kind of workload, I feel that there is a goal of raising my salary, and the other party will also be a little bit excited about doing it.

"Thank you, boss. I will definitely work hard. The main reason is that I failed at the last restaurant, otherwise I will definitely not change jobs."

"That's good." Chen Nian nodded, then glanced at the other party: "The pork needs to be washed, there are some gaps with blood inside, although it needs to be blanched with boiling water later, if it is not washed, the pork will still smell. "

He Sen nodded, but he didn't expect that the aging process was quite strict.

He is an investigative reporter.

As one of only more than a hundred investigative reporters in the country, the work mentioned in the morning is one-tenth of the type and quantity of work that He Sen has done before.

The nature of his job is that he is either undercover or on the road to undercover.

Sometimes, He Sen was walking and saw a recruitment notice from a certain factory. He looked at the content and thought, "We need to go in and investigate."

He has exposed many unscrupulous and black-hearted manufacturers.

Even the last restaurant chain he mentioned was directly disgraced because he went undercover and exposed huge hidden dangers in kitchen sanitation, unequal treatment of employees, oppression, late construction deadlines, unreasonable deductions from wages, etc.

Sometimes you go undercover for a month or two, and you not only have to investigate, but you also have to face heavy work.

Sometimes when he first came in, he was so busy with work that he didn't even have time to interview or investigate.

Therefore, He Sen can only make his work more efficient and faster so that he can take the time to know what he wants.

Of course, the same goes for Chen Nian. The first time he knew about Chen Nian's store was when Lao Zhao slandered it.

Later, I learned a little more about it and found out that Mapo Tofu here only costs one yuan.

And there is a lot of meat in it.

At that time, he thought about how this was possible. There were only two dishes in the restaurant, and one was sold for a piece.

Who would do this kind of loss-making business?

It makes no sense at all.

Lao He is very familiar with the prices of vegetables and other things in the market, so he knows that if they are sold according to their age, a plate of vegetables will cost at least seven or eight yuan.

If you sell fifty plates a day, that's three or four hundred.

And the number of people matching at Honghong Hotel is definitely more than fifty every day.

One hundred plates is seven hundred.

If inferior meat is used for aging, the loss can be reduced by three, four, or even five hundred a day, fifteen thousand a month, and hundreds of thousands a year.

So He Sen felt that it was absolutely necessary for him to come in and go undercover.

Check it out.

Although the relevant departments had investigated before, it is not ruled out that Chen Nian knew that someone was cheating on him during those days, so he directly changed the ingredients to normal fresh ingredients during those days.

So he came in.

He carries a voice recorder and a hidden camera with him.

However, in just one afternoon, He Sen was scolded by Chen Nian five or six times for his improper handling of ingredients.

Moreover, He Sen had no room to refute.

"It's really weird. This boss looks like he's only twenty-three or four years old. How come he seems to be more knowledgeable than an old man like me?"

When Feng Honghong looked at this scene, she couldn't help but said comfortingly: "My son is just like this. He is more demanding, which is why there are so many people in the store. Even if I want to help in the kitchen, he thinks I am clumsy."

Chen Nian felt aggrieved when he heard this.

"This is a bloody rant!"

"I never said that!"

But Chen Nian only dared to say this in his heart.

Because Chen Nian knew that this was what my mother told outsiders.

In the evening, business started.

"Boss, please have some shredded potatoes and a bowl of rice."

I saw a customer coming to the door.

Feng Honghong put down her mobile phone and stood up: "I'm sorry, girl, our store doesn't sell potato shreds. Do you think you can eat something else?"

"Otherwise..." the other party said, while subconsciously scanning the menu, "Do you have scallion noodles?"

"Yes, this one does."

"Then...a bowl of noodles is ready."

The other party looked at the price and thought it was only eight yuan. He thought that the price was cheap in Chengdu. It was only eight yuan anyway, and he hadn't eaten it for a long time.

"Son, a bowl of noodles with scallion oil!"

Feng Honghong wrote it down in her notebook, and then shouted to the kitchen.
Chapter completed!