Chapter 1528: Only true food can conquer the chef
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“Is there still such a thing?” His words immediately caught the eye of many chefs who were eating.
"The tribal size banquet has always been the responsibility of our large kitchen. After so many years of rules, how do you change it! We have so many chefs in our big kitchen, can we find better than us from outside?!" There is a middle-aged chef. Angry and angry.
Suddenly caused a chorus of sound.
The pride of the chef makes it difficult for them to accept such an arrangement.
"What do you have, how many pounds do you have in your heart? If the things you do can really get on the table, Jeremy does not have to work hard to bring Mr. McGonaga from the city of chaos." Man walked into the restaurant, and some of the chefs who were afraid of being iron-clad and looking at the scene, took McGonagae out in the next step, and then said: "I would like to introduce it, this is the chef Mai from the Meme Restaurant in the Chaos City. Mr. Ge, he will be responsible for the main feast of the dinner tomorrow."
"As for why he was chosen? Because Mr. McGonagall's dishes have won the best dishes at the palace banquet of the Los Angeles Empire, and have been acclaimed by many well-known gourmets?" Heyman's eyes swept through the restaurant. chef.
The restaurant was quiet at the moment, and the chefs looked at McGonagall's eyes with a bit of complexity, a little bit of resentment and disappointment.
McGonagall glanced at the restaurant. It seems that no one is preparing dinner for them. He is too lazy to care about these colleagues. He said: "Dinner or let us do it ourselves. Where can we use the kitchen?"
"Mr. McGonagall, please have your kitchen utensils moved to the kitchen No.1. If you need to make dinner, I will take you there." Heyman said with a smile, leaving McGonagall to leave the restaurant and walk towards the kitchen. .
"Go! Let's go and see if this guy is really so powerful, why replace us." The short-skinned chef who had provoked the matter put the bowl down and followed him up.
"Let's go and see."
The chefs are also following the door.
The news of the arrival of McGonagall and others has spread in the big kitchen. An outsider has to replace the position that originally belonged to them, which naturally caused a lot of commotion.
And when I heard the news, more and more chefs gathered in the No. 1 kitchen and wanted to see if they were invited to the chef. Is it really so powerful?
"Father, why do these chefs seem to be very unfriendly to us? Are they bad guys?" Amy asked in a puzzled look at the hostile chefs and whispered.
"It's not a bad guy. Every chef has self-respect. If you can't let them be convinced, it will make them feel guilty." McGonagall shook his head with a smile, and he could understand the resentment of these peers.
"I am sorry, Mr. McGonagall, I have not disciplined them." Heyman looked back with some embarrassment.
"No problem, also as a chef, I can understand their mood." McGonagall shook his head, of course, understanding does not mean to be used to.
No. 1 kitchen is the largest and most well-equipped kitchen in the large kitchen. In addition to the original equipment, the kitchen utensils brought by McGonagall have been carried into the kitchen, but many of them are not seen by them. Yes, so there is no arrangement yet.
McGonagall confirmed that his kitchen utensils were not lost during transportation, and then began to direct Mia to return the various kitchen utensils to a comfortable location.
“This is the chef who came in? It looks so young, just like an apprentice.”
"Yeah, it doesn't look like a chef who can make delicious food. Which master is not accumulated by dozens or even hundreds of years of cooking, such a young man can do something."
“Is the kitchen a place where women can stay? It’s really extravagant to find a group of girls as assistants.”
"I was curious, how did the chef find so many beautiful girls..."
The chefs inside and outside the kitchen are getting more and more gathered, whispering, questioning, sour, and envious.
McGonagall ignored the messy voices and looked at Amy and asked, "What does Xiaomi want to eat tonight?"
"I want to eat grilled fish and braised pork." Amy did not hesitate.
"Other people, what else do you want to eat?" McGonagall turned to ask the crowd.
"I want to eat fish-flavored eggplant." Mia signed up.
"I want to eat a chicken." Gina whispered.
"In fact, I don't really want to eat roast beef skewers." Barbara looked arrogant.
"Okay, wait a minute, let me cook dinner." McGonagall said with a smile, took out all the ingredients from the refrigerator and started to work.
The chefs on the scene gradually calmed down and their eyes fell on McGonagall.
McGonagall began to prepare ingredients, cleaned, processed, and cut, and a series of movements were carried out. Although only one person was doing it, the efficiency was extremely high, and it was busy and not chaotic, which made the eyes of the chefs start to look a little different.
The big kitchen is about efficiency. Different chefs take on different processes. Although these are very basic tasks, the basics of a chef can be seen from the details.
The fish has a uniform knife pattern, a uniform size of meat, and a variety of cut-and-match garnishes, so that the chefs responsible for cutting close their mouths.
Felice stayed in the city of chaos, Camilla did not act with them, so Meg can only do the work of cutting the match.
McGonagall put the braised pork in a pan and then put the processed grilled fish in the oven. Then, put the chicken wrapped in yellow mud in the oven and simmer it at high temperature, then start to wear the skewers. Prepare roast beef skewers.
"What did he put the fish in the square container? What kind of kitchen is this? Are you sure you don't need to heat it with fire?"
"He wrapped the chicken in the mud, so sure that he can still eat it? It looks very unclean, and the food that is served to the distinguished guests can be so dirty."
"If it's just stewed meat, this kind of dish, we have a lot of chefs in our big kitchen. It's so big, the aristocrats can eat fine."
After McGonagall began cooking, the chefs gradually got more and more. The strange cooking style of McGonagall attracted a lot of masters' online comments, and the words could not be hidden.
"These guys are really noisy." Irina didn't know where to find a high stool, glanced at the chefs and snorted.
“Do you need to let them close their mouths?” Amy screamed and tried.
“Only true food can conquer the chef.” Meg smiled and shook his head, putting the skewered skewers on the already lit charcoal grill.
"Ding!"
Just then, the oven sounded the sound of baking.
McGonagall took thick gloves and opened the oven door.
A rich spicy grilled fish suddenly bursts out!
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“Is there still such a thing?” His words immediately caught the eye of many chefs who were eating.
"The tribal size banquet has always been the responsibility of our large kitchen. After so many years of rules, how do you change it! We have so many chefs in our big kitchen, can we find better than us from outside?!" There is a middle-aged chef. Angry and angry.
Suddenly caused a chorus of sound.
The pride of the chef makes it difficult for them to accept such an arrangement.
"What do you have, how many pounds do you have in your heart? If the things you do can really get on the table, Jeremy does not have to work hard to bring Mr. McGonaga from the city of chaos." Man walked into the restaurant, and some of the chefs who were afraid of being iron-clad and looking at the scene, took McGonagae out in the next step, and then said: "I would like to introduce it, this is the chef Mai from the Meme Restaurant in the Chaos City. Mr. Ge, he will be responsible for the main feast of the dinner tomorrow."
"As for why he was chosen? Because Mr. McGonagall's dishes have won the best dishes at the palace banquet of the Los Angeles Empire, and have been acclaimed by many well-known gourmets?" Heyman's eyes swept through the restaurant. chef.
The restaurant was quiet at the moment, and the chefs looked at McGonagall's eyes with a bit of complexity, a little bit of resentment and disappointment.
McGonagall glanced at the restaurant. It seems that no one is preparing dinner for them. He is too lazy to care about these colleagues. He said: "Dinner or let us do it ourselves. Where can we use the kitchen?"
"Mr. McGonagall, please have your kitchen utensils moved to the kitchen No.1. If you need to make dinner, I will take you there." Heyman said with a smile, leaving McGonagall to leave the restaurant and walk towards the kitchen. .
"Go! Let's go and see if this guy is really so powerful, why replace us." The short-skinned chef who had provoked the matter put the bowl down and followed him up.
"Let's go and see."
The chefs are also following the door.
The news of the arrival of McGonagall and others has spread in the big kitchen. An outsider has to replace the position that originally belonged to them, which naturally caused a lot of commotion.
And when I heard the news, more and more chefs gathered in the No. 1 kitchen and wanted to see if they were invited to the chef. Is it really so powerful?
"Father, why do these chefs seem to be very unfriendly to us? Are they bad guys?" Amy asked in a puzzled look at the hostile chefs and whispered.
"It's not a bad guy. Every chef has self-respect. If you can't let them be convinced, it will make them feel guilty." McGonagall shook his head with a smile, and he could understand the resentment of these peers.
"I am sorry, Mr. McGonagall, I have not disciplined them." Heyman looked back with some embarrassment.
"No problem, also as a chef, I can understand their mood." McGonagall shook his head, of course, understanding does not mean to be used to.
No. 1 kitchen is the largest and most well-equipped kitchen in the large kitchen. In addition to the original equipment, the kitchen utensils brought by McGonagall have been carried into the kitchen, but many of them are not seen by them. Yes, so there is no arrangement yet.
McGonagall confirmed that his kitchen utensils were not lost during transportation, and then began to direct Mia to return the various kitchen utensils to a comfortable location.
“This is the chef who came in? It looks so young, just like an apprentice.”
"Yeah, it doesn't look like a chef who can make delicious food. Which master is not accumulated by dozens or even hundreds of years of cooking, such a young man can do something."
“Is the kitchen a place where women can stay? It’s really extravagant to find a group of girls as assistants.”
"I was curious, how did the chef find so many beautiful girls..."
The chefs inside and outside the kitchen are getting more and more gathered, whispering, questioning, sour, and envious.
McGonagall ignored the messy voices and looked at Amy and asked, "What does Xiaomi want to eat tonight?"
"I want to eat grilled fish and braised pork." Amy did not hesitate.
"Other people, what else do you want to eat?" McGonagall turned to ask the crowd.
"I want to eat fish-flavored eggplant." Mia signed up.
"I want to eat a chicken." Gina whispered.
"In fact, I don't really want to eat roast beef skewers." Barbara looked arrogant.
"Okay, wait a minute, let me cook dinner." McGonagall said with a smile, took out all the ingredients from the refrigerator and started to work.
The chefs on the scene gradually calmed down and their eyes fell on McGonagall.
McGonagall began to prepare ingredients, cleaned, processed, and cut, and a series of movements were carried out. Although only one person was doing it, the efficiency was extremely high, and it was busy and not chaotic, which made the eyes of the chefs start to look a little different.
The big kitchen is about efficiency. Different chefs take on different processes. Although these are very basic tasks, the basics of a chef can be seen from the details.
The fish has a uniform knife pattern, a uniform size of meat, and a variety of cut-and-match garnishes, so that the chefs responsible for cutting close their mouths.
Felice stayed in the city of chaos, Camilla did not act with them, so Meg can only do the work of cutting the match.
McGonagall put the braised pork in a pan and then put the processed grilled fish in the oven. Then, put the chicken wrapped in yellow mud in the oven and simmer it at high temperature, then start to wear the skewers. Prepare roast beef skewers.
"What did he put the fish in the square container? What kind of kitchen is this? Are you sure you don't need to heat it with fire?"
"He wrapped the chicken in the mud, so sure that he can still eat it? It looks very unclean, and the food that is served to the distinguished guests can be so dirty."
"If it's just stewed meat, this kind of dish, we have a lot of chefs in our big kitchen. It's so big, the aristocrats can eat fine."
After McGonagall began cooking, the chefs gradually got more and more. The strange cooking style of McGonagall attracted a lot of masters' online comments, and the words could not be hidden.
"These guys are really noisy." Irina didn't know where to find a high stool, glanced at the chefs and snorted.
“Do you need to let them close their mouths?” Amy screamed and tried.
“Only true food can conquer the chef.” Meg smiled and shook his head, putting the skewered skewers on the already lit charcoal grill.
"Ding!"
Just then, the oven sounded the sound of baking.
McGonagall took thick gloves and opened the oven door.
A rich spicy grilled fish suddenly bursts out!
Is there still such a thing? His words immediately caught the eye of many chefs who were eating."The tribal size banquet has always been the responsibility of our large kitchen. After so many years of rules, how do you change it! We have so many chefs in our big kitchen, can we find better than us from outside?!" There is a middle-aged chef. Angry and angry.Suddenly caused a chorus of sound.The pride of the chef makes it difficult for them to accept such an arrangement."What do you have, how many pounds do you have in your heart? If the things you do can really get on the table, Jeremy does not have to work hard to bring Mr. McGonaga from the city of chaos." Man walked into the restaurant, and some of the chefs who were afraid of being iron-clad and looking at the scene, took McGonagae out in the next step, and then said: "I would like to introduce it, this is the chef Mai from the Meme Restaurant in the Chaos City. Mr. Ge, he will be responsible for the main feast of the dinner tomorrow.""As for why he was chosen? Because Mr. McGonagall's dishes have won the best dishes at the palace banquet of the Los Angeles Empire, and have been acclaimed by many well-known gourmets?" Heyman's eyes swept through the restaurant. chef.The restaurant was quiet at the moment, and the chefs looked at McGonagall's eyes with a bit of complexity, a little bit of resentment and disappointment.McGonagall glanced at the restaurant. It seems that no one is preparing dinner for them. He is too lazy to care about these colleagues. He said: "Dinner or let us do it ourselves. Where can we use the kitchen?""Mr. McGonagall, please have your kitchen utensils moved to the kitchen No.1. If you need to make dinner, I will take you there." Heyman said with a smile, leaving McGonagall to leave the restaurant and walk towards the kitchen. ."Go! Let's go and see if this guy is really so powerful, why replace us." The short-skinned chef who had provoked the matter put the bowl down and followed him up."Let's go and see."The chefs are also following the door.The news of the arrival of McGonagall and others has spread in the big kitchen. An outsider has to replace the position that originally belonged to them, which naturally caused a lot of commotion.And when I heard the news, more and more chefs gathered in the No. 1 kitchen and wanted to see if they were invited to the chef. Is it really so powerful?"Father, why do these chefs seem to be very unfriendly to us? Are they bad guys?" Amy asked in a puzzled look at the hostile chefs and whispered."It's not a bad guy. Every chef has self-respect. If you can't let them be convinced, it will make them feel guilty." McGonagall shook his head with a smile, and he could understand the resentment of these peers."I am sorry, Mr. McGonagall, I have not disciplined them." Heyman looked back with some embarrassment."No problem, also as a chef, I can understand their mood." McGonagall shook his head, of course, understanding does not mean to be used to.No. 1 kitchen is the largest and most well-equipped kitchen in the large kitchen. In addition to the original equipment, the kitchen utensils brought by McGonagall have been carried into the kitchen, but many of them are not seen by them. Yes, so there is no arrangement yet.McGonagall confirmed that his kitchen utensils were not lost during transportation, and then began to direct Mia to return the various kitchen utensils to a comfortable location.This is the chef who came in? It looks so young, just like an apprentice."Yeah, it doesn't look like a chef who can make delicious food. Which master is not accumulated by dozens or even hundreds of years of cooking, such a young man can do something."Is the kitchen a place where women can stay? It's really extravagant to find a group of girls as assistants."I was curious, how did the chef find so many beautiful girls..."The chefs inside and outside the kitchen are getting more and more gathered, whispering, questioning, sour, and envious.McGonagall ignored the messy voices and looked at Amy and asked, "What does Xiaomi want to eat tonight?""I want to eat grilled fish and braised pork." Amy did not hesitate."Other people, what else do you want to eat?" McGonagall turned to ask the crowd."I want to eat fish-flavored eggplant." Mia signed up."I want to eat a chicken." Gina whispered."In fact, I don't really want to eat roast beef skewers." Barbara looked arrogant."Okay, wait a minute, let me cook dinner." McGonagall said with a smile, took out all the ingredients from the refrigerator and started to work.The chefs on the scene gradually calmed down and their eyes fell on McGonagall.McGonagall began to prepare ingredients, cleaned, processed, and cut, and a series of movements were carried out. Although only one person was doing it, the efficiency was extremely high, and it was busy and not chaotic, which made the eyes of the chefs start to look a little different.The big kitchen is about efficiency. Different chefs take on different processes. Although these are very basic tasks, the basics of a chef can be seen from the details.The fish has a uniform knife pattern, a uniform size of meat, and a variety of cut-and-match garnishes, so that the chefs responsible for cutting close their mouths.Felice stayed in the city of chaos, Camilla did not act with them, so Meg can only do the work of cutting the match.McGonagall put the braised pork in a pan and then put the processed grilled fish in the oven. Then, put the chicken wrapped in yellow mud in the oven and simmer it at high temperature, then start to wear the skewers. Prepare roast beef skewers."What did he put the fish in the square container? What kind of kitchen is this? Are you sure you don't need to heat it with fire?""He wrapped the chicken in the mud, so sure that he can still eat it? It looks very unclean, and the food that is served to the distinguished guests can be so dirty.""If it's just stewed meat, this kind of dish, we have a lot of chefs in our big kitchen. It's so big, the aristocrats can eat fine."After McGonagall began cooking, the chefs gradually got more and more. The strange cooking style of McGonagall attracted a lot of masters' online comments, and the words could not be hidden."These guys are really noisy." Irina didn't know where to find a high stool, glanced at the chefs and snorted.Do you need to let them close their mouths? Amy screamed and tried.Only true food can conquer the chef. Meg smiled and shook his head, putting the skewered skewers on the already lit charcoal grill."Ding!"Just then, the oven sounded the sound of baking.McGonagall took thick gloves and opened the oven door.A rich spicy grilled fish suddenly bursts out!
