At 10 a.m. on Sunday, Chen Hexi appeared at the door of the "Panda Restaurant" wearing a wool coat and a plaid scarf, holding his resume in his hand and appeared with a melancholy look on his face.

Chen Hexi really doesn't want to be a chef, doesn't want to go into the kitchen, or works in a restaurant, but the jobs provided by this newly opened restaurant are the most cost-effective ones she can find at present.

4 pounds per hour, you can keep the tips yourself. The time is adjustable, which is quite generous for foreign students.

Tian Wanzi said that the owner of this store only wants to hire a few international students from China because the boss himself is also from China. However, because the reasons cannot be stated explicitly, the scope of recruitment is to be passed down by word of mouth among international students... Strangely, the waitress that this store wants to recruit has not been settled.

"Are you here to apply for a waiter?" Qingsweet voice came from behind Chen Hexi. Turning around, she saw a girl walking over with a sweet smile.

The moment he saw this girl, Chen Hexi really felt that he was amazed.

Long black hair draped over the shoulders, light brown eyes are like a faint spring, the outline of the facial features looks like an oriental, and the complexion of the skin is also extremely delicate and ivory white, but there is a clear and proud Western style that is highly praised in modern aesthetics.

Her face was so exquisite that she didn't have a trace of fireworks. The loose royal blue shirt showed a little collarbone, and a pair of gray jeans underneath it. It was obviously a perfect match. She suddenly felt the dream of an elf breaking into the world while wearing it. After more than ten years, it was the rhythm of a goddess of the whole nation.

Such a girl has such a temperament, which makes people feel that a little disrespectful to her seems to be blasphemy.

Chen Hexi bathed in the powerful holy light that the other party brought with him and nodded slightly: "I'm here to apply for a part-time waiter."

"Are you sixteen or seventeen years old this year?" The beautiful girl walked to her side, then... raised her hand and patted Chen Hexi's butt.

"This breast and butt are flat, have you ever been to my aunt?" She changed this sentence to Chinese - her accent has a little nasal sound and a little soft Jiangnan spirit.

It’s all because of this era of looking at faces. The girl clearly said a little bit of a naughty sentence to herself when she first met, but Chen Hexi couldn’t feel any disgusting feeling in her heart.

But even if there is no disgust, Chen Hexi is not a person who will take advantage of verbal benefits in vain.

"I'm developing a little late, this year's seventeen." Chen Hexi silently turned his eyes and looked straight ahead, just looking over the other person's head.

Tsk, this height is less than 1.6 meters.

"You seem to have developed too early, which seriously affects bone development." Chen Hexi said casually like the other party.

The answer to her was the girl's laughter: "I have a personality, I like it! OK! You and I want it! Come in and sign the agreement."

"Oh? What do you mean?" Chen Hexi also strangely felt that this girl seemed to be very close to her appetite.

The girl raised her eyebrows and spoke in a very handsome tone: "Of course. This store belongs to me. My name is Su Qian. My English name seems to be Mary. Foreigners call me Mary·su. You can call me Su Qian or the boss. This store is missing you before it starts business." She patted Chen Hexi's shoulder again.

There were indeed no customers in the store at this time. Two men sat and squatted in the restaurant. The sitting man looked like he was about forty years old. He was flipping through magazines at the dining table, while the other one was squatting younger. He was counting the drinks in the thermostat near the kitchen.

"Okay, another part-time job has been recruited. There should be no shortage of people now, right? I notify Xiaolu and Xiao Chen that we will start business tomorrow, and we decided so happily."

"Lack!" The middle-aged man looked up at Chen Hexi and lowered his head. His expression at that moment was quite melancholy.

Su Qian slapped the table quite manly: "Isn't it just Monday, Thursday, Friday, and Sunday, isn't she just right? Why don't you say that it's not possible?"

"No," said the bearded man without raising his head, "She is not big enough."

The thin black man squatting in the corner of the wall counting drinks also nodded silently.

Chen Hexi felt that he had entered another dimension since he arrived at the door of this store. Does this store only look at breasts and not people? Why does it exude despicable anger from the inside out?

Let’s not say it’s called Panda Restaurant? Is it called Liu/Rang Restaurant? Are these guys all funny guys invited by monkeys?

"Oh...so...so..." Su Qian nodded in a thoughtful manner, turning to look at Chen Hexi, "You have time on Monday, Thursday, and Friday nights, do you have time? Every night from five o'clock to ten o'clock, your job is to place orders and end dishes. There are special dishwashers for washing dishes. The probation period is 4 pounds per hour. After the probation period, you will see your performance. The tip will be yourselves. Okay, if there is no problem, let's sign the contract."

"Of course it's no problem." To Chen Hexi now, no funny person is more important than earning 80 pounds a week.

"I protest!" The middle-aged man who still did not look up waved to express his objection:

"You said you wanted to see a handsome guy, so you got the handsome guy. Heidou said you wanted to see a loli and you got the little deer. I said you wanted a big-breasted beauty... You gave me a washboard! Unfair! Protest!"

The "washboard" looked at the young female boss with an innocent look on her face.

"I am the boss, I have the final say." Su Qian didn't even look at the middle-aged man, and went into the counter and opened the drawer to get a contract.

"Oh, by the way, what are your name?" Su Qian then remembered that he didn't know the other party's name.

"I? Chen Hexi."

"Well, a good name, only a little worse than mine."

The girl filled out the information from the employer and handed it to Chen Hexi to see if there was no problem and signed it.

"Hey! I am the chef! I said I want a waiter with breasts and butts! My request is reasonable!" The middle-aged man who was ignored by the two little girls angrily exuded his presence.

"I am the boss, I said I think she is very good!" Su Qian patted Chen Hexi's shoulder and touched her face.

"I have a good skin, but I'm a little worse than mine." I touched it again, "The point is that I have a good temper, and I don't get angry after touching it."

Chen Hexi lowered his eyes and looked at him. Su Qian approached her and was half a head shorter than him. He could see the career line inside from her loose neckline.

"Because I didn't pay any compensation."

The young man who squatted in the corner of the wall for unknown reasons how many times the bottle was laughing out loud.

Su Qian raised his hand to tidy up the collar and turned to look at the middle-aged chef with a stubborn face: "Look, this kind of personality that is comparable to me, this kind of appearance that is similar to me, and a pair of long legs are also included! It is so suitable for the style of our restaurant!"

With a gift of long legs... Chen Hexi felt that this girl called her shop a man selling meat buns.

"We have a style in the restaurant? Why don't I know?" Despite protesting, the uncle still flipped through the magazine slowly. Chen Hexi found that it was this male/Xing supermodel album.

A bit of a lustful boss, a erotic chef, and a helper who likes to squat in the corner. Such a restaurant really has a style? A mentally ill style?

Su Qian didn't know that his psychology in Shen Hexi had slowly slipped from the goddess's commanding heights to the abyss of a female lunatic: "The key point is not style, the key point is that she has long legs, so we can let her wear a short skirt and uniform."

"I want to see beautiful breasts and big butts more." The chef was still very resentful.

"That's not simple." Su Qian slapped the table and was full of courage.

"Look at me!"

Plop! The helper squatting in the corner accidentally knelt on the ground.

*******

The boss is named Su Qian, and his nationality is unknown. He seems to be a mixed-race boy. The helper comes from A Sanguo. His name is quite twisted. Because he is black, he is called Hei Dou. The chef who always stares at the models' chests is called Yu Zhengwei.

When Chen Hexi heard this name, his first feeling was that he was hallucinating his hearing.

Twenty years later, Yu Zhengwei is a legend in the Chinese cooking arts industry.

Because of the rich ingredients and the exchange of culture, improving Chinese cuisine has become an inevitable trend with the development of the times.

For ordinary people, the most obvious example is sweet and sour tenderloin made of ketchup. In addition, 20 years later, the oven has become a must-have for many families, and curry rice has also become the favorite of countless young people, just like a mix of pudding and double-skin milk, like rice cakes being soaked in red cabbage soup.

The motherland of the future is moving very fast, and the Chinese cuisine in the future is getting more and more fast and less, so we will seek innovation and change.

In such a trend, Yu Zhengwei is a weird thing.

In the first fifteen years, he was committed to improving Chinese cuisine to make Chinese cuisine more easily accepted by bad people. However, in the last two years, he abandoned the new situation he created and turned his attention to the most ordinary land of the motherland.

The most authentic taste, the most traditional way, and the most simple stove.

It became his new pursuit.

Unfortunately, Chen Hexi had never seen this master, because he died in a car accident before Shen Hexi became famous.

But his influence on Chen Hexi was profound. Chen Hexi remembered that he said: "Deliciousness should not be a luxury that diners use to show off, because in the eyes of making, they represent pursuit." "The food and homesickness in the world deserve to be forgiven 100,000 times." "I was not born to cook, but to challenge the limits of all the wealth that nature gives us."

This chef did not belong to any of the major schools in the north and south. When he first heard his name, Chen Hexi learned the practice of "silk-woven rabbit meat" under the guidance of Li Zhengqing. Mr. Li said that he had never heard of such a person, and the unknown person dared to invite him to taste the dishes, so he naturally refused very simply.

But just one month later, Yu Zhengwei won the gold medal in the national competition, using the dish that Li Zhengqing refused to review.

That was the first time Chen Hexi noticed him.

Later, in more than a decade, I heard that Yu Zhengwei traveled around the world, trying to integrate the advantages of foreign cuisine into Chinese cooking.

Chen Hexi, in his previous life, always wanted to see him. She has been in the kitchen for more than 20 years, but she really doesn't understand why anyone can die for cooking.

The older generation of people like Chen Baoshi and Li Zhengqing have never had a choice. From the moment they were born in the Shen family and Li family, they had to go to the end of the chef industry. But Yu Zhengwei was different. He did not have the pressure from inheritance, nor was forced or suppressed. In Yu Zhengwei, Chen Hexi always felt that he could probably find the answer he wanted.

But now...

Chen Hexi looked at the "bearded chef" in the photo magazine with relish... If he was really the "Yu Zhengwei" who was "later", then the answer he wanted was probably "You can catch a girl with big breasts when cooking"...

Su Qian felt that the friend she had just met was a little depressed, and she asked very enthusiastically: "Xiao Xi, do you have any questions?"

"Well, no" was just a disillusionment, and the worldview needs to be restarted.

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In the Panda Restaurant, there is a cute panda on the small wooden sign at the door, and the middle is a simple English word "panda".

There was also a slogan next to the door: "Every mouth is a surprise."

When you walk into the door, you can see the wooden floor and counter, more than a dozen round wooden tables, a few bamboo bonsai that you didn't know where you found it. A panda's clock was hung on the wall on one side.

Three formal staff members, one helper, one cashier and one chef.

The three informal staff are three waiters, including Chen Hexi.

Chen Hexi worked in this store every Monday, Thursday and Friday night from 5 o'clock to 10 o'clock, and on Saturday from 10 o'clock to 15 o'clock. It happened that he would work 20 hours a week without paying work tax, 4 pounds per hour and 80 pounds per week. If converted into soft girl coins, his income had exceeded many people in China at that time.

For Chen Hexi, this money can make her more affordable. She went to the capital of the country or hospitals in other big cities to consult a way to treat her brother's mute disease.

At 5pm on Monday, Chen Hexi began his first job at Panda Restaurant.

Her job is very simple, because the Panda Restaurant only provides one set meal every day, so she just needs to record the number of set meals and beverage needs of customers, place an order to the kitchen, take drinks to the guests, serve dishes, and press the bill to the counter to calculate.

On the first day of the opening of Panda Restaurant, the recipe is: Monday set meal, egg buns, fried sausage, creamy mushroom soup.

It doesn't look like a Chinese recipe.
To be continued...