When Jin Xiuzhu heard that she was going to lose money, she was so frightened that she raised her hands: "No, no! I, I don't know..."

"You don't know? You can't go into the kitchen until the food has been cooked. It's a rule that slaughtering must be done in the backyard. I told you this on your first day at work."

Jin Xiuzhu curled her lips and muttered in her heart: Rules! rule! How could she remember so many rules?

Besides, Xiao Xu was killing fish in the backyard at that time, and the fish scales splashed easily onto her clothes and pants. She was wearing new clothes that she had just bought on the day she was on leave, and because she disliked the long-sleeved blue coat work clothes issued by the hotel, she wore I made my own plaid apron from fabric, and I still want to dress up beautifully even when I work in a restaurant.

 In order to avoid being splashed by fish scales, she moved the bullfrog basket into the kitchen.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she opened the mouth of the basket, a bullfrog jumped out in her face, startling her. Before she could call Xiao Guo to catch it, the bullfrog jumped onto the stove and jumped into the mouth. In the soaking soup pot, this was the soup that Master Zhao had been cooking for a long time. How could she dare to make a sound?

This person surnamed Zhao won't take advantage of this and force the manager to fire her, right?

 After all, she is an insecure temporary worker. Unlike regular workers, she will not lose her job if she makes a small mistake.

Jin Xiuzhu was so worried that tears fell from her eyes: "I don't know. I just came here, so I may have forgotten it. I thought that only chickens, ducks and fish that are easy to run around and splash scales cannot be killed in the kitchen. I don't know that others can't enter either... It's my fault...I shouldn't have brought it in without asking..."

"What's going on!" The manager walked in with a calm look on his face, and glanced at everyone present. Finally, his eyes fell on Master Zhao, "It's almost business hours. Why don't everyone go back to their posts? What's it like to gather in the lobby and make a lot of noise? Sample!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone finally saw that the manager had made up his mind to protect Jin Xiuzhu and operate on Master Zhao.

Master Hong came over and took Master Zhao away: "Old Zhao, go to work first, and we'll talk about it later."

Xu Yin followed them into the kitchen, and the others returned to their posts without saying a word.

 Everyone is very busy during peak hours, and Master Zhao has learned from the past, so everyone has neither the thought nor the mood to chat.

Xiao Guo came in midway: "Xiao Xu, Wang Zhao is here again. It's still the same old rules, two vegetables and four taels of rice. I put the lunch box with the vegetables here."

Xu Yin nodded and motioned for him to put the lunch box aside.

She waited for the fried pork liver in her hand to come out of the pot, cleaned the pot, and made braised fish fillets. She put a portion of stir-fried rapeseed in the other half of the lunch box, covered the lunch box and handed it to Xiao Guo through the window.

Wang Zhao saw her and said hello happily: "Master Xu!"

Xu Yin nodded to him, thought for a moment, and asked, "Are you free tomorrow morning?"

"Ah? Yes, yes!" Wang Zhao nodded like garlic.

 Master Xu is looking for him, and he must make time even if he doesn’t have time.

Xu Yin smiled and said, "Okay, I'll see you at Shibanqiao at nine o'clock tomorrow morning."

Wang Zhao carried the vegetables and happily returned to the Rui family courtyard.

“Brother Rui, let me tell you, I finally made an appointment with Master Xu.”

Rui Xijin raised her head and glanced at him: "I heard you say you had a conversation with him a few days ago, but you still haven't reached an agreement yet?"

　　　…”

Wang Zhao scratched his head: "Hey, we just had a quick chat that time. We can definitely negotiate tomorrow!" In the other room, Xu Yin was so busy that after closing time, she could finally sit down and drink some water.

Since Jin Xiuzhu arrived, the restaurant has launched several novel dishes one after another, and business is much better than before. Unit leaders often organize bureaus and come to the hotel for drinks and dinners.

If nothing else, the dishes Jin Xiuzhu came up with are indeed more suitable for the wine table culture than ordinary stir-fries and soups.

 After working for a long time, everyone was tired and didn’t want to do anything after closing time. They sat in front and waited to eat the pork liver noodles made by Master Hong.

There was a lot of pork liver delivered from the farm today, and everyone hadn’t eaten pork liver for a long time. Seeing that the pork liver stir-fried by Xu Yin was really fragrant, I asked her to fry an extra portion and save it for topping later.

 No one dares to keep other meat dishes recently. With Jin Xiuzhu’s eyes, they are worried that it will spread to the manager’s ears.

Pork liver is pig waste and is cheap to purchase. Even if Jin Xiuzhu ran to the manager and chewed her tongue, no one was afraid.

Xu Yin looked around and didn't see Master Zhao. She put down her cup, excused herself to go to the toilet in the back alley, and walked out of the kitchen.

Sure enough, I saw Master Zhao squatting and smoking on the wall outside the back door.

She knelt down next to him: "Master Zhao, if Ruifu Tower comes to invite you, will you go?"

"Ahem." Master Zhao almost choked on the cigarette, "Go, why don't you go! I was just thinking, I'm afraid I won't be able to work here anymore. After working hard for a month, I ended up with a liability accident caused by a temporary worker. But they only deducted my salary, doesn’t this mean driving me away in disguise?”

After a pause, he added: "But Ruifu Building is not so easy to get into. I asked someone to find out, and they are looking for a chef who can be as skilled as Mr. Rui, not someone like us who has been there for more than ten years." A spatula, a restaurant chef who has been promoted to a master chef through hard work. The employees in the store respectfully call us master chef, but after walking out of this door, we are nothing!"

Master Zhao, was he so discouraged by the new dishes that Jin Xiuzhu came up with that he lost all his confidence?

Xu Yin thought for a while and said: "Everyone is good at different areas. For example, Master Hong is good at white tableware. The dim sum he makes is lifelike, and the noodles he cooks are flexible and strong. He can stir-fry. Maybe he is not as good as Xiao Guo. Eat. And Master Zhao, you are good at frying, especially the soup stock. Every customer who has had it will give you a thumbs up."

“High soup?” Master Zhao looked down at the flickering cigarette **** in his hand and smiled to himself, “Now I feel sick when I hear the word high soup.”

"This was an accident." Xu Yin comforted him, "Who can make no mistakes in life? Besides, the main fault in this matter is not yours."

"Is it really not my fault?" Master Zhao murmured in a low voice, "But the manager thought it was my fault and blamed me for being petty-minded. Even though I was old and still arguing with new colleagues, he deducted half a month's salary from me. . This month, the money I take home is not even enough to make soup and medicine for my wife..."

This is the first time that Xu Yin heard him mention things at home: "What's wrong with my aunt?"

 “It’s been an old problem, the doctor said it’s because I didn’t sit properly during confinement...”

 “Master Zhao! Xiao Xu! The noodles are ready! Come and eat while it’s hot!” Xiao Guo’s voice interrupted their chat.

Then Jin Xiuzhu’s voice of aggrieved Bala sounded: “Master Zhao, are you still angry with me?”

Master Zhao curled his lips, stubbed out his cigarette butts and stood up: "Are you hungry? Go eat! It's getting late. Let's go back to rest after dinner. Didn't you say that your cousin came to see you? Why don't you pack her a dinner and go back?"

 Xu Yin: “…”

Oh yes!

Not to mention Master Zhao, she had forgotten that there was an extra person in the dormitory tonight. (End of chapter)