Chapter 315: Can only be given to Level chefs
He Yuzhu said that he not only taught soldiers to read in the army,
Even when he himself passed the junior high school diploma exam,
Mou Changxun, Wang Shizhen and other chefs all looked at the apprentices and young chefs who were watching the fun from behind.
Then he looked at He Daqing in amazement and said,
“Tsk tsk!
Master He, the smoke coming out of your ancestral grave is probably not just smoke, it's on fire!
We won't talk about Zhuzi's catching spies before he joined the army, nor will we talk about his promotion from an ordinary soldier to a battalion commander in three years.
During the three years that Zhuzi served in the army, his cooking skills not only did not go to waste, but also improved a lot.
By the way, I also got a junior high school diploma.

Look at Xiao Wang and the others.

Since 1952, the State Council has vigorously promoted the "Quick Literacy Method" and launched a literacy campaign.
Over the past two years, Xiao Wang and his classmates have been attending the literacy class every night. He has just learned one or two thousand words, received the literacy diploma from the literacy class, and was admitted to an amateur primary school.

I work in the kitchen of Fengze Garden every day, but my cooking skills are surpassed by your Zhuzi.

Really Master He,
Please tell us in detail how you educated Zhuzi, so that we can learn from you!"

If Mou Changxun and Wang Shizhen only praised He Yuzhu, He Daqing might not have any reaction.
After all these years,

He Daqing became a little numb to other people praising his son.

But now, hearing these colleagues asking him for advice on how to educate their children at home, He Daqing was extremely happy.

However, he couldn't talk nonsense with his colleagues in front of He Yuzhu, or he would be exposed by his son.

So He Daqing's happiness only lasted for a few seconds.

Then he said seriously,

“If you ask me about my cooking skills, I can still give an answer, but if you ask me how to educate children, I really don’t know.

I taught Zhuzi some things when he was a child learning cooking.
The latter is basically free-range,
His current achievements are all due to his own hard work, and have little to do with me.

If you ask me how to educate children, I really can’t give you a 123 answer.”

When Mou Changxun and Wang Shizhen heard He Daqing say that he basically let He Yuzhu do whatever he wanted, they couldn't help but sigh, and then started to criticize their sons and grandsons crazily.

"My little bastards don't have the awareness of your Zhuzi.

The old man in the family is taking care of him every day, but now he is a little out of control. He runs around like a wild monkey all day long.
If it were left to roam free like the pillars in your house, I'm afraid it would tear down the roof."

"you do not say,
Things were better before 51. At that time, spies and bullies were rampant in the city. Even if you let those little bastards go out to play, they didn't dare to go out.

Ever since the Military Control Commission dealt with the spies and bullies in the city, Beijing has become less dangerous.

Those little bastards are really like wild horses that have broken free from their reins. Once they run out to have fun, there's no telling when they'll come back home.

It was even more amazing when the Hungarian football team visited Beijing in March this year.

Every day, he would gather with a group of childhood friends to play football, and even fight with others for the football field.

It’s really impossible to control it.”

Hearing from several chefs that their children were fascinated by football, He Daqing couldn't help but think of Li Qingshan and Xu Damao.

These guys would run to the school playground to play football whenever they had the chance.

There were also many fights for the court. While they were discussing how to educate their children, He Yuzhu had already prepared the tenderloin and side dishes.

Get ready to heat the oil and start cooking.

Seeing He Yuzhu frying the food skillfully, Mou Changxun, Wang Shizhen and others stopped their discussion and stared at He Yuzhu's movements.

However, the techniques of flipping the pan and stirring the spoon are just the most basic skills of a chef, and there is not much difference on the surface.
So they didn't talk much.

By the time He Yuzhu's fried pork tenderloin came out of the pot, Wang Yijun and Li Jian had already taken out their chopsticks and handed them to the two chefs, Mou Changxun and Wang Shizhen, with both hands.

Mou Changxun and Wang Shizhen also took the chopsticks from the two men calmly.

Then he picked up a piece of food with chopsticks and tasted it.

As soon as the food entered their mouths, they both began to nod their heads, and then began to comment on it, and finally concluded,
"Pillar,
You are really good at frying pork tenderloin.
Not to mention your father He Daqing, even the two of us can't guarantee that we can cook to your level every time.

Just based on your fried tenderloin, the two of us can decide to give you a level 3 chef.
As for your desire to be rated level two or level one, it may be a bit troublesome.

Not only do they have to wait until the Military Control Commission organizes a unified grade examination for all workers in Peking, but they also have to prepare a specified number of signature dishes and gain unanimous approval from the majority of chef examiners.

When the chefs at Fengzeyuan heard Mou Changxun and Wang Shizhen say that He Yuzhu's fried pork tenderloin was better than theirs,
They were obviously stunned.

You should know that Mou Changxun and Wang Shizhen are masters of Shandong cuisine. Many senior leaders have invited them to their homes for family dinners.

If He Yuzhu could really cook better than them, even if it was just a small plate of fried pork slices,

That's more than enough to be a level three chef.

So after Mou Changxun and the others put down their chopsticks, He Daqing, Wang Mingli and the others also picked up their chopsticks and each took a little and put it in their mouths.
After He Daqing and his friends had finished tasting, it was time for the young chefs and apprentice chefs to taste the food.

After tasting the dishes made by He Yuzhu, everyone agreed with the comments of the two chefs and had no opinions.
After all, in Fengzeyuan, anyone who can be promoted to a regular chef is a level 4 chef. For those who have a slightly higher position, such as Wang Yijun, the chef who is in charge of cutting and preparing food, they are level 3 chefs.

Only a few senior chefs such as He Daqing, Guo Youzhong and Wang Mingli are at level two.

There is no way.
Who can blame us for not having such a level of top chef now?
Masters like Mou Changxun and Wang Shizhen are at the first level, while He Daqing and Guo Youzhong can only be ranked at the second level.
As for Wang Yijun and others below, being a level three or four chef is not an insult to them.

He Yuzhu was not surprised to hear Mou Chaoxun and Wang Shizhen say that the highest treatment he could get now was that of a third-level chef, and that he would have to wait for the unified assessment by the Military Control Commission for the second and first levels.

Even though his cooking skills have reached the peak, it is not too difficult to gain the recognition of most chefs.

But the rules must still be followed.

This isn't intentionally targeting anyone?

But there is no order without rules. If the Military Control Commission can conduct an assessment if it wants, then it should stop doing other things and focus on the examination.

(End of this chapter)