The career of a chef was once considered the most useless career.
Because the food produced by this profession cannot provide attribute bonuses, it can only provide the professional with stronger energy.
The word "energy" here is of a broad nature and refers to the all-round needs of human body for survival. Food is the basic way for living things to absorb energy, just like trees need sunlight and rain.
After people become professionals, their energy needs have greatly increased, and ordinary food can no longer meet the needs of professionals. When the energy supply is insufficient, it will lead to poor recovery capabilities, including endurance, energy, etc., and in severe cases, even weakness.
Therefore, professionals either become big eaters or eat fairy food.
However, Xianneng food is not only processed by professional chefs. Like other professional chefs, everyone can do it without a related profession, but the efficiency is low at best.
As reflected in the chef, the utilization rate of Xian Neng has no impact on the taste of the craftsmanship.
In other words, a professional who has never been a chef, but is a chef in life, may make Xianeng food that retains the Xianeng energy to the greatest extent, but the taste is terrible. And an old chef who has been working for twenty years, although he has not become a professional, can still make Xianneng food delicious.
Comparing the two, many people would probably choose the latter - one portion is not enough, at worst, eat more.
As a result, the life and career of a chef seems useless, and it is difficult for non-real chefs to play their role.
This also makes many professionals think that this life profession is the most useless one among many life professions.
However, Yuan Chenfei knew that as long as the processing technology and materials were in place, chefs could actually make some foods with special effects.
For example, the frosty fruit salad in front of you.
Frost Fruit is a special fruit that only exists in other worlds. Its fruit can be eaten after being processed by chefs, which can improve a certain degree of frost resistance.
However, this needs to meet two basic conditions. First, the chef who processes it must be at least a boutique-level professional, and second, it must be taken multiple times.
So after seeing this dish, Yuan Chenfei asked: "What is your chef's career level?"
The waiter immediately replied: "Our executive chef is perfect, the head chefs are legendary, and the four chefs are boutique."
"I want your executive chef to make this frosty salad. Is there any problem?" Yuan Chenfei asked.
The waiter had a troubled expression on his face: "This..."
"I'll give you five hundred crystal coins, ten copies." Yuan Chenfei said.
Five hundred crystal coins is not a small amount. After hearing this, the waiter nodded quickly: "I will inform you right away."
Li Zhanjun looked at Yuan Chenfei in surprise: "Can you eat so many salads? These are all fairy foods."
"What if eating these ten salads can improve your frost resistance?" Yuan Chenfei asked.
"What?" Everyone was stunned.
If that's the case it would be a great deal.
Five hundred crystal coins increase a bit of frost resistance. What's better than this
After hearing Yuan Chenfei's explanation, everyone immediately became interested: "I'll give you twenty portions!"
"I'll give you fifty!"
They all shouted.
Yuan Chenfei said: "It's useless to take more. This thing only works once."
After hearing this, everyone became much less energetic.
"Then let's get ten portions first." Li Zhanjun shouted.
So I didn’t order any other dishes, and I ordered seventy portions of just the Frosted Salad.
Looking at the menu brought by the waiter, Cao Changyu was obviously confused.
What's going on
Just frosty salad? And asked the executive chef to do it
You must know that in a hotel, the main job of the executive chef is not cooking, but management, as well as designing and improving some new dishes. His status is extremely high, and it is easy for him not to cook. Of course, the foundation of craftsmanship is there. Occasionally, when meeting distinguished guests, he will cook and make some dishes.
Yuan Chenfei and the others wanted to eat the frosty salad made by the head chef and paid extra for it. This was relatively normal, but they wanted seventy servings at a time. Even Cao Changyu was speechless.
The most important thing is that the workload is not small.
Cao Changyu has been in charge of the kitchen for so many years and has never encountered such a thing. The most important thing is that he does not know that ten portions of frosty salad made by a perfect chef can improve frost resistance - no one eats ten portions at one go and eats them separately. As a result, the effect is reduced, and it may take fifteen or twenty servings to be effective. And even if some people get results from continuous consumption, they don’t know that this is the effect of frost salad. Because it's only once.
Even if someone did know - they wouldn't tell him.
Therefore, the effect of frosty salad is still a secret so far.
Cao Changyu didn't know, but was a little confused by Yuan Chenfei's request. He is a dignified executive chef, and he still has some airs. He has to cook seventy portions of fruit salad like a big pot for others. Thinking about it, he feels a little overwhelmed, so he said directly: "Xiao Liu, come here and finish this list." .”
The waiter next to me reminded: "You personally make the customer's request and add the money."
Cao Changyu stared with big eyes: "It's just a fruit salad, who makes it differently? Can he still taste like an executive chef? He's just used to it. Just tell them that I made it, Xiao Liu's craftsmanship is not the same questionable."
Under normal circumstances, Cao Changyu was certainly right.
Food is all the same. Generally speaking, the food prepared by the chef is already delicious. If you go up to the next level, you usually have to focus on the color, aroma and shape, but the taste comes second.
Xiao Liu has been working as a chef for more than 20 years, and the quality of the food he makes is no longer a problem. If he puts it into shape later, he is guaranteed to be Michelin-level.
With this thought in mind, Cao Changyu dealt with the matter.
But when it comes to Yuan Chenfei and the others, the situation is different.
Seventy pieces of fruit salad were served, and Li Zhanjun was the first to finish it.
After eating and drinking like crazy, all ten plates were eaten, it was like eating at a buffet.
After eating and feeling his stomach, Li Zhanjun was stunned: "I haven't improved."
Yuan Chenfei was also startled: "Are you sure?"
Li Zhanjun came over and said, "Did you get promoted without any prompts?"
Yuan Chenfei shook his head: "Impossible, there is a special resistance index to remind you. Besides, if there was no reminder, how could this matter be spread?"
That's it. If you don't see immediate effects after eating it, how would you know that this is the effect of frost fruit
"Wait and see the others." Yuan Chenfei said.
Soon the sixth day of the lunar month also finished his ten servings.
Chu Liu shook his head, indicating that he had not been promoted either.
Liu Li asked: "Could it be that I ate less? By the way, isn't this so-called portion a bit unscientific as a quantifier? Should it be calculated in grams?"
"It's possible." Xia Ning nodded: "Maybe his share here is different from Feizi's share."
Yuan Chenfei lowered his head and looked at the plate in front of him: "I think the portion is not too small. How about ordering two portions?"
"Still eating." Rouwa's face showed horror: "I'm almost full."
The little girl is not afraid of anything, but she is only afraid of eating too much.
"Try it." Li Zhanjun waved to call the waiter: "Two more servings for each person, I still want your executive chef to make them."
The waiter looked at them in surprise.
I have never seen fruit salad eaten like this.
But she brought the words anyway.
Naturally, Cao Changyu didn't take it seriously: "Look, they still like Xiao Liu's cooking... I've never seen anyone who loves salad so much."
Continue to let Xiao Liu do it.
Li Zhanjun took two more servings, but still saw no effect.
"That's not right. Did you remember it wrong?" Li Zhanjun asked Yuan Chenfei doubtfully.
Yuan Chenfei frowned: "I have read Liu Yang's notes many times. There is no reason for me to remember this kind of thing wrongly. Of course, since it has no effect until now, it is indeed possible that I have remembered it wrongly, but there is another way. Maybe…”
He didn't say anything further, but everyone already understood the meaning.
Li Zhanjun waved and called the waiter over: "Did your executive chef make this salad?"
The waiter's heart skipped a beat, but he still answered bravely: "Yes... yes. Is there any problem?"
Yuan Chenfei smiled: "You are lying."
"No, no!"
"No, you do!" Yuan Chenfei said firmly: "When you answered just now, the corners of your eyes turned upward to the right and you clenched your hands. This was an instinctive defensive posture, which only occurs when you lie. These dishes , not made by your executive chef!”
The waiter was surprised, but still raised his neck and said: "I don't know what you are talking about."
Yuan Chenfei didn't want to waste time with a waiter and said directly: "Call your head chef over. Is that okay?"
The little girl could only go over and pass the message.
Cao Changyu was stunned when he heard that he was called. This time he could not find anyone else to replace him, so he had to go there in person.
Coming to the dining table, Cao Changyu said with a smile: "Hello, guests, I am Cao Changyu, the head chef of our restaurant. Are the guests satisfied with their meal?"
Yuan Chen raised his head and said, "Did you do this?"
Cao Changyu was startled. He felt that the other party's words were full of power and meant to intimidate him. His voice was rumbling, his voice was ringing, and even the space was changing accordingly. He seemed to be on the clouds in the sky, facing endless gods. Even though he had never seen God.
At that moment, facing Yuan Chenfei's questioning, Cao Changyu could no longer lie.
He blurted out tremblingly: "No... not me..."
As these words came out, the feeling just now disappeared. Cao Changyu saw that he was still standing at the dining table, facing only a few ordinary guests.
But the words were spoken.
Cao Changyu was shocked and angry: "What did you do to me?"
Yuan Chenfei sighed: "It's not what I did to you, but what did your restaurant do? Chef Cao, you asked other chefs to cook the dishes that you were asked to cook. Isn't this a bit unethical?" "