Lu Shuwu stepped forward and said to Jiang Yu, "Boss, the cold skin noodles are ready. Would you like to give them a try?"
"Hmm, sure, can you also call Lao Jia over to taste them too?"
Jiang Yu said this to him, then nodded and smiled at the three bakery chefs, "You’ve all worked hard."
"Not at all, not at all!"
The three bakery chefs waved their hands repeatedly; they had just tasted Jiang Yu’s soup dumplings that morning, and the taste was simply unbelievable.
Such delicious soup dumplings in this world!
Without a doubt, Jiang Yu is definitely the top bakery chef!
What does this an?
It ans that if they joined the Seventh Dining Hall, Jiang Yu could definitely lead them to make significant progress in pasta making. Even if not "Grandmaster Bakery Chefs," becoming a top bakery master is a huge fortune!
Therefore, these three bakery chefs, regardless of gender, didn’t dare to put on any airs in front of Jiang Yu.
Not that they had much to flaunt, but even if they did, it wouldn’t hold up in front of Jiang Yu.
While everyone was exchanging pleasantries, Lu Shuwu had already called Jia Dequan over. As he walked in, he couldn’t help but smile at the three large bowls of translucent cold noodles soaked in chili oil sauce on the countertop:
"Oh, the washed noodles are done? These tender-looking noodles are really mouth-watering!"
"Lao Jia, co on, let’s have a taste first, see how they turned out?"
Jiang Yu said as he handed over a clean set of bowl and chopsticks.
"Alright."
Jia Dequan didn’t stand on ceremony, reaching out to take the bowl and chopsticks, then carefully tasted the three seemingly identical cold noodles, nodding thoughtfully.
By this ti, Jiang Yu and the others had each tried them as well.
As with the previous procedure, Jiang Yu let the three bakery chefs taste each other’s work while he and Lao Jia, Lu Shuwu, and others discussed on the side.
Seeing everyone not speaking up, Jiang Yu looked at Jia Dequan and said with a smile:
"Lao Jia, let’s hear your thoughts first."
"These washed noodles, I’ve had many when I was in Shaanxi. The first one here is a bit thicker compared to what I’ve had before. Probably worried it wouldn’t steam through, so it was stead longer, which made it not chewy enough."
Jia Dequan deliberated before speaking slowly,
"For the latter two, the noodles themselves are no problem, made thin, soft, and chewy, but their seasoning was sowhat lacking. Either too salty or not sour enough.
If I must choose one, I’ll go with the bakery chef who made the second batch of noodles."
"Xiaowu, what do you think?"
Jiang Yu nodded and looked at the other people, continuing,
"And you, Uncle Ma, Sister He?"
"I agree with Lao Jia’s opinion."
"Yep, whatever Uncle Jia says can’t be wrong."
"..."
Lu Shuwu and Ma Guoqiang exchanged glances and echoed each other’s sentints.
"You sly youngsters!"
Jia Dequan couldn’t help but laugh out loud, playfully pointing at each in turn,
"None of you speak up, thinking that if the wrong person is chosen, you’ll make this old man take the fall, huh?"
"That’s not it at all!"
Lu Shuwu hastily chuckled along,
"After all, ginger gets spicier as it ages. Lao Jia, you’ve been a head chef for so many years; you’ve seen more chefs than I’ve ever seen beautiful won. Your judgnt can’t be wrong!"
"Exactly, exactly!"
Ma Guoqiang also laughed in agreent.
"You’re the most cunning, Xiaowuzi, clever as a monkey!"
Jia Dequan laughed and scolded but didn’t mind.
It’s just a bakery chef after all, mainly for making stuffed buns, how could there be a problem?
As before, after Jiang Yu went back and announced the result, the two losing bakery chefs were sent to the private room to rest.
After all, they ca all the way here; you can’t make them go back on an empty stomach. They should at least have a al before leaving.
The final selected bakery chef was a young man in his twenties nad He Chunsheng. He was not tall but quite handso. Maybe it was precisely because of his stature that he chose to be a bakery chef.
After all, red chefs have to wield big ladles, and without so strength, you can’t handle the big pots.
Once the two unselected bakery chefs left, He Chunsheng took a few deep breaths to calm his excited emotions.
Standing where he was, he looked around the busy kitchen. After so hesitation, he took a few steps forward to Jiang Yu and carefully asked,
"Boss, so what should I do now?"
"Besides making pastries, what else can you do?"
"I can’t cook, but I’ve spent so ti learning to be a prep cook."
He Chunsheng thought for a mont and said earnestly, "Before learning bakery, I also worked as a prep cook in the kitchen."
"In our dining hall, we usually only make pastries for breakfast. For lunch and dinner, we don’t need to make them for now. Once things calm down, we can discuss these issues. Rest assured, if you have talent, I promise to provide a stage for you to showcase."
Seeing his earnestness, Jiang Yu said,
"How about this, after you’re done with the breakfast tasks, help out with lunch and dinner prep in the kitchen, does that work for you?"
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