Establishing Rules, Shocking the Entire Factory

Chapter 119 Establishing Rules, Shocking the Entire Factory

For Cao Wei, this was just something he did on a whim.

He was even somewhat careless at one point, but for the steel rolling mill, this was an absolute blow. Right now, even Cao Wei himself didn't know the true extent of his skills; in any case, the head chef at Fengzeyuan only allowed him to perform at about 70-80% of his potential.

Under such circumstances, he could even surpass his master Zhang Erhe, and even another head chef.

So even though he made it with a slightly careless touch, it's no exaggeration to say that it has reached the level that only the chefs at Fengzeyuan's main kitchen can achieve.

And what about the cooks at the steel rolling mill? They cook in large batches, and to put it bluntly, in this current climate, they're only slightly better than ordinary cooks.

The most important factor was the physical exertion of eating in a large pot.

Otherwise, they would have been replaced long ago.

At this moment, the chefs who were cooking in large communal pots were extremely ashamed.

There's nothing we can do. Although Cao Wei is young, his culinary skills, without exaggeration, completely surpass theirs.

It really tastes like a restaurant.

The Mapo Tofu gave them a feeling that they wouldn't trade it for meat at this moment.

So, this time they were completely convinced.

Afterwards, seeing that these people had already given in, Cao Wei simply didn't stand on ceremony and spoke directly.

"From now on, I'll occasionally cook a pot or two, and you can come over and watch."

Upon hearing this, disbelief flashed in everyone's eyes.

You have to understand, in this day and age.

A chef's skills are his livelihood, and even when choosing an apprentice, he has to observe him carefully for several years before letting the other person observe him.

How come they can learn from each other right away, even though they are not even related?

This is something they couldn't even imagine.

Cao Wei, on the other hand, was well aware of his current skills. Even if these people only learned a little bit, it would be enough for them to savor the experience or improve their skills.

However, he then made his own demands.

"However, I also have a rule: we need to pay attention to the hygiene of our kitchen from now on. Look at this, what kind of mess is this?"

In fact, as soon as Cao Wei entered the kitchen, he noticed that, to put it bluntly, even with his spiritual eyes activated, there were quite a few cockroaches crawling in the dark corners of this steel rolling mill's kitchen.

This made him feel nauseous.

Upon hearing this, many people frowned, but Cao Wei continued to speak in a serious tone.

"Only when the environment is good can the food taste better, and it'll also make your work more comfortable, right?"

Upon hearing this, most people echoed his sentiment.

Cao Wei was willing to let them go and watch.

All they asked for was to keep the kitchen a little cleaner.

It could be said that on the first day, he relied on showing off a little bit of his skills.

Cao Wei has won over most of the people in the kitchen.

Of course, this only applies to the majority of people; there are always some who have ulterior motives.

After finishing that pot, Cao Wei didn't hesitate and stir-fried another pot of shredded potatoes, then stopped cooking.

Just kidding, he specializes in cooking for others; right now he's just setting some rules for these people.

More importantly, Cao Wei has a deep understanding of his craft.

If he cooks all the dishes from now on, then the people at the steel mill will inevitably become spoiled by him. Wouldn't that be just asking for trouble?

Occasionally cooking a pot or two to give the people at the steel mill a change of pace is already quite good, and it won't make me too tired.

Soon it was noon, and it was lunchtime for the workers, but their faces all wore a bitter expression.

Because of the steel rolling mill, although the food is cheaper, the taste has really been getting worse over the years.

However, just as they approached the kitchen, someone caught a whiff of the aroma and couldn't help but brighten up.

Many people started discussing this.

"It smells so good! What did the kitchen make today? Did they make meat?"

These words instantly changed the dejected look on countless people's faces, and they rushed to the kitchen.

They were initially discouraged when they discovered there was no meat.

As a result, the moment the first person sat down to eat Mapo Tofu and shredded potatoes...

He stood there frozen, as if he had lost the ability to think.

The next moment, the man couldn't help but mutter something to himself.

"This—this vegetable tofu, I wouldn't trade it for meat!"

The aroma and people's reactions immediately drew countless people to the area.

Mapo tofu and shredded potatoes were ordered by everyone almost instantly.

On the other hand, today, Director Yang, who had just taken office not long ago, and his leadership team were planning to try the workers' food.

It is euphemistically called "remembering the bitter past to appreciate the sweet present."

After all, many people have complained that the food at the steel mill is really terrible.

However, when they stepped into the cafeteria today, they were completely dumbfounded by what they saw.

Everyone had a smile on their face as they ate their food heartily.

The aroma that wafted over also made them pause for a moment.

Is this what you call food for pigs?

Are all these workers in the steel rolling mill now acting like princes?

At that moment, Li Huaide, who was the most quick-witted, seemed to realize something instantly.

"Speaking of which, Comrade Xiao Cao just started work today and has already given the kitchen a completely new look."

These words made the entire leadership team realize what was going on. Indeed, the food in the kitchen was universally acknowledged as terrible, and its sudden change could only be the work of Cao Wei.

Even Director Yang, who disliked Cao Wei somewhat, nodded in agreement.

He even couldn't help but add another comment.

"Yes, that's how it should be. Only when the workers are well-fed can they build better."

While others echoed his sentiments, Li Huaide couldn't help but roll his eyes inwardly.

Cao Wei couldn't possibly cook communal meals every day; he was a specially hired chef for a private kitchen, plus the deputy director of the canteen.

This change is a good thing, but it can't go on like this forever.

Meanwhile, after smelling the aroma, Jia Dongxu and Yi Zhonghai, who were in line, couldn't help but start chatting.

"Master, this must be the food that little bastard cooked, right?"

"That should be true, after all, it was Fengzeyuan who did it, and now they're serving us."

Despite their inner disgust, both of them were somewhat intelligent and quite appreciative of the cooking skills, and they also felt that their dishes would improve when the other person came over.

Then, thinking about how the other person was now serving him, a strange sense of superiority quietly rose up within him.

But when it came time to get food, Jia Dongxu was stunned for a moment when he saw that Cao Wei wasn't among the people getting food at the cafeteria window. He couldn't help but ask a question.

"Hey, didn't they get a new guy at the cafeteria today? Why isn't he getting any food?"

Upon hearing this, the cook couldn't help but scoff and retort.

"She's a newbie, but she's the deputy director of the cafeteria. It's good enough that she can cook. You actually expect her to serve you food? What are you thinking?"

It was this sentence that made Jia Dongxu freeze on the spot.

Even Yi Zhonghai, who was behind him, was dumbfounded.

They subconsciously believed that Cao Wei had simply joined the steel rolling mill, and even when they smelled the aroma, they comforted themselves that he would be at their beck and call from now on. Besides, they were used to the mill's swill, and now things were looking up.

Before the sense of superiority in my heart could even rise, I was slapped in the face.

The other party was not a newcomer at all; he was actually the deputy director of the canteen at the steel rolling mill.

This leadership team was truly shocking, and Jia Dongxu blurted it out unconsciously.

"This—this is impossible! The factory didn't even notify us."

The cook, seeing that the two had been standing there in a daze for so long, was already very impatient and urged them to hurry up.

"We should get a notification around this afternoon. Are you going to get your food or not?"

Jia Dongxu seemed to find it hard to accept this fact for a moment.

But with so many people urging him from behind, he could only order a plate of Mapo Tofu and shredded potatoes.

The master and apprentice ate, and although the food tasted good, their hearts were filled with bitterness, or rather, a more complex resentment.