Chapter 379 - 155: The Third Floor is Ready, Crazy Home-Style Dishes

Chapter 379: Chapter 155: The Third Floor is Ready, Crazy Home-Style Dishes

A surge of heroic pride welled up within him.

...

At 10:00 AM, Su Chen leaned over his desk and exhaled.

After a whole night and half a morning of hard work, the step-by-step recipe for the final home-style dish was finally committed to paper.

[Scrambled Eggs with Yellow Chives]

This was as home-style as a dish could get. From prepping the ingredients to plating, the entire process took less than ten minutes!

If you could master this dish, your status at home would definitely go up a Level!

After finishing all the cards, Su Chen saw it was getting late. He quickly ducked into the bathroom to freshen up, then stuffed all the cards into his suit pocket and hurried downstairs.

When he got to the third floor, he could already hear people talking inside as he approached the door.

"Wow! We haven’t seen you for just a few days, and Boss Su’s company has already expanded!"

"This cafeteria is amazing. It’s got a buffet section and an à la carte section. And eight separate kitchens! That’s incredible!"

"It must be great to work here!"

Zhang Jiayi had already picked up the eight fellow apprentices and brought them to the company. Their first order of business upon arriving was to tour the place where they would be working.

Seeing the clean, tidy, and well-organized dining hall, the eight fellow apprentices were filled with envy.

"Who said you couldn’t? I’d welcome all of you to work here!"

The group turned toward the door at the sound of the voice. It was none other than the boss of the company himself, Su Chen!

Shi Qi started forward to shake his hand, but Su Chen waved him off from a distance as he walked in. "Alright, alright. Let’s skip the formalities. We have a lot on our plate today. Once you help me get through this, I’ll treat you all to a proper meal!"

Shi Qi rubbed his hands together with a grin. "Heh! That’s what we’re here for. Master Su, just give the word and we’ll do it!"

Wang Peixing, who was standing next to him, rolled his eyes. ’It’s only been a few days,’ he thought. ’How did Shi Qi get so good at sucking up?’

Wang Peixing had also come along this time.

Normally, Cuihua Building couldn’t run without him, but something interesting had happened recently.

After returning to the Capital City last time, Wang Peixing took his newfound insight back to the kitchen and practiced making Kung Pao Chicken several times.

After just a few tries, he actually perfected it—the sauce clung to the chicken, leaving the plate completely clean!

The very next day, Wang Peixing personally manned the wok. Any customer who ordered the dish had it made by him.

Unsurprisingly, the dish received unanimous praise.

Many customers even ordered a second serving after they finished, asking for it to-go so they could take it home for their families to try.

In less than a week, Kung Pao Chicken was once again Cuihua Building’s star signature dish. Its popularity was even greater than before, and even chefs from other local restaurants came to try it after hearing the news.

This had Wang Peixing feeling secretly smug for quite a while.

So, it took a lot of preparation for him to get ten days off for this trip to Jingzhou.

The money didn’t matter. What was most important to Wang Peixing was the feeling that by helping Boss Su, he could still learn a great deal.

Su Chen gathered everyone around him and took out a stack of cards.

"Here are twenty-four recipes for home-style dishes. They cover regional cuisines from nearly every part of the country!"

"What I need you all to do now is follow my recipes to the letter. Don’t improvise. Absolutely no adding your own random twists! You cook, and I’ll do the tasting. We must get every single dish up to my standard before we open for business at four this afternoon!"

The fellow apprentices exchanged uncertain glances.

Master Su seemed a bit forceful today.

Normally, it was a good thing for a chef to have their own ideas when learning a dish.

Just then, Zhang the Second spoke up to the others. "Just do what Boss Su says. As long as you follow his instructions, whatever you make will be unbelievably delicious! As for how much you’ll get out of it... well, that’s up to you!"

"Second Senior Brother," Shi Qi asked, "at Delicious, are you the one who..."

Zhang Heping jutted out his chin. "That’s right! I’m in charge of making dishes for Boss Su according to his step-by-step recipes. As for my skills now... heh... I’ll show you what I can do in a few days."

With their Second Senior Brother vouching for it, the others had no more objections.

Su Chen said, "Shuyu, we have eight kitchens, which is perfect. Assign one to each of the eight chefs. You can decide who goes where."

"Alright."

Ling Shuyu already had a plan. After she led each of the eight chefs to their assigned kitchen...

Shi Qi exclaimed, "Wow, you even have all the ingredients ready?"

Ling Shuyu replied, "Yes. Since we’re making home-style food, we’ve already stocked all the common vegetables and meats. If you find anything is missing, just let us know. We can have it delivered in fifteen minutes, max."

The resources, the respect...

Other restaurants treat their chefs like hired help, but here at Delicious, they treated them like the core of the whole operation.

The group of chefs suddenly felt a heavy sense of responsibility.

While Shi Qi was still standing there in a daze, the aroma of scallions and ginger sizzling in hot oil already began to drift over from another kitchen!

"Damn! Talk about competitive! Someone’s already cooking?"

In the next kitchen, Wang Peixing had washed his hands and was cracking his knuckles, eager to begin. He glanced at his cards. The recipes he’d received were Scrambled Eggs with Yellow Chives, Mapo Tofu, and Yuxiang Shredded Pork.

’So they really are all home-style dishes.’

Cuihua Building almost never served dishes like these. You simply couldn’t sell them for a good price.

The profit margins were abysmal!

If you charged even slightly more for it, diners would call you out.

Eighty-eight for a plate of Mapo Tofu?

Is your tofu made of gold or something?