Chapter 864: A Bowl of Scallion Noodles

Chapter 864: Chapter 747: A Bowl of Scallion Noodles

The customers at the combined tables kept ordering more dishes, needing them urgently, and almost disrupted the rhythm of the kitchen’s cooking process.

Zhao Meng himself had other orders to handle, with one from a regular customer that had already been started, almost causing a delay!

The assistant chef standing nearby was extremely nervous, hardly daring to breathe, fearing that Zhao Meng’s frustration might spill over onto him.

After all, customers frequently add dishes, and the kitchen must respond promptly.

As for how to arrange the cooking order at hand, that requires the chef to think of ways to adjust and manage.

Fortunately, Fu Yu was there to help.

Zhao Meng and Fu Yu had great chemistry, exchanging glances at each other’s order tickets and swiftly swapping dishes, successfully managing the non-stop additional orders from the large banquet.

Actually, Zhao Meng could have handled this situation entirely on his own; it would merely mean extending the interval between serving dishes a bit.

The restaurant’s business was already booming, and the customers waiting a little wouldn’t have much impact.

However, the kitchen always strives for perfection to ensure customers have an extremely satisfying dining experience.

With the most challenging banquet orders completed, neither delaying service nor affecting new orders, Zhao Meng and Fu Yu exchanged glances and both secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The assistant chefs standing nearby also felt relieved, no longer worried about being blamed, and went about their tasks as if everything was easier.

This sudden event of numerous additional orders allowed all the interns present to experience firsthand the kitchen’s work life, and they clearly realized that the upcoming two months would be nothing like the relaxed environment in school.

Instead, it would be real service for customers, requiring responses to all sorts of situations.

One careless mistake could lead to dissatisfaction from supervisors and complaints from customers!

For a moment, everyone worked with their heads down, while countless thoughts raced through their minds.

In just a few hours, they personally experienced the busy life of the kitchen, witnessing the importance of chefs in a restaurant!

Seeing the order tickets being torn off the kitchen walls, they suddenly realized that these tickets weren’t just symbols of commissions and wages, but proof of customers’ love and preference for the restaurant’s dishes.

This expectation and trust are the underlying motivation for chefs’ hard work!

It was at this moment they truly recognized that they were the real pillars of the restaurant!

And to truly support a restaurant’s culinary reputation, they knew their efforts would need to go much further!

Although their current skills might still be weak, eventually they would become the chef handling the dishes somewhere, cooking meals that delight and satisfy customers.

Because they are studying to be chefs.

Cooking is the practice they must undergo repeatedly.

This is their job, but also their mission and duty!

Moreover, it’s the career they’ve chosen for themselves, rooted in a love for life.

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During meal times, there is never an idle moment in the kitchen.

Zhao Meng had the morning shift today, and just as he was about to finish, an order from one of Fu Yu’s regular customers came in.

This customer was truly a loyal patron of Fu Yu; since Fu Yu started taking orders independently, as soon as this customer dined at the restaurant, they would specifically request Fu Yu to cook.

The order from this person always includes randomly selecting two of the restaurant’s signature dishes, and then leaving it up to Fu Yu to decide on the rest.

Fu Yu took the order ticket and immediately recognized it was the same regular supporter, the young boy suffering from anorexia.

After interacting multiple times, Fu Yu already had a basic understanding of the boy’s dietary preferences.

Thus, the cooking in those instances reportedly had good outcomes, as the boy’s anorexia stemmed from excessive academic pressure. Now, after psychological treatment, the symptoms have noticeably improved.

Last time, Fu Yu had specially visited the front hall to check on them, and the boy looked in good spirits, while his mother seemed less anxious than before.

As they were somewhat acquainted, Fu Yu even arranged for the waiter to give them an employee discount at that time.

Though it was called a discount, with the dishes ordered not reaching a certain spending amount, it didn’t actually lower the cost by much.

Nevertheless, the thought was what mattered, and the mother and son seemed clearly pleased, appearing especially happy and growing increasingly warm towards Fu Yu.

When Fu Yu had taken the order, Zhang Jinyu coincidentally brought over some prepared ingredients to the kitchen counter.

Fu Yu turned and saw her, and casually instructed, “Jin Yu, go to the dessert section and fetch some hawthorn cake, sweet fruit leather, hawthorn jam, hand-rolled fine noodles, oh, right, also get two hair crabs, eight fresh shrimps, one pound of yellow croaker, medium-sized, and prepare a handful of chives!”

Zhang Jinyu responded, “Got it! Chef Fu, give me the order ticket.”

This entire list of prepared ingredients could be difficult to remember without following the ticket.

Fu Yu pinned the order ticket to the kitchen wall: “The customer didn’t order specific dishes; I’m arranging them myself. Prepare them as I mentioned.”

Upon hearing this, Zhang Jinyu understood immediately, and quickly turned around, making a quick sweep among the assistant chefs, catching a glimpse of Sun Mingze, who had just finished slicing a basin of potatoes, stretching his back to take a break, and called him over.

Zhang Jinyu quickly fished out paper and pen from her work uniform pocket, wrote down a few ingredients, and instructed, “Xiaosun, go to the dessert section and bring back the items listed on this ticket.”