Feud of Bloodlines Chapter 3

Despite Uncle Cui's promise, Steven still had to do some work by himself, such as registering a company, applying for business licenses and other documents, and preparing canteen tender documents, plans and other materials.

As for employees, Uncle Cui has reminded that the previous canteen employees actually signed contracts with the dispatch company. If he wants to participate in the bidding, then he can help contact them and directly hire the original employees, which will save trouble. Quite a few.

Steven didn't know much about this place, so he naturally agreed.

He is counting his original capital. Thanks to the classification of this virtual plane and the settings given to him, he has enough funds in his account to ensure early operations. After the canteen is put into operation, there will still be profits.

The C cafeteria is not open to the public, and it is strictly prohibited to collect cash. Teachers and students pay for meals by swiping their campus cards, and they settle with the school's finance department at the end of each month.

Of course, these are not the main points for Steven. He is carefully looking at the floor plan of a canteen that is preparing for bidding.

The cafeteria is adjacent to the student dormitories on both sides, one side is adjacent to the road, and the other side faces the low hill on campus, with a small park built on top for students to visit and relax.

The canteen building has a total of five floors, including the underground floor, which is the kitchen, cold storage, various processing rooms, etc. The first, second, and fourth floors are restaurants, and also have kitchens, offices, conference rooms, etc. The building area There are several thousand square meters.

Steven was barely satisfied with this. He paid more attention to the entire campus of University C.

Where he lives, it is difficult for people to have such a large space for activities, so virtual plane technology has always been called the future direction of mankind. Perhaps the technology will become more mature and can enter thousands of ordinary people's homes.

Steven looked at it and felt that the impulse in his body could hardly be suppressed again. The bloodline inherited from the ancient emperors made him lose his kingly aura after waking up, and he wanted to grow something to eat here.

...

ljj company has indeed seriously considered Steven. On the surface, it does not want to arrange a script for Steven, but secretly it sets the time after the enrollment is over, and then arranges for Uncle Cui to help.

------No matter what, falling from the sky is always more fashionable.

Who knew that Steven used this plug-in to contract the canteen, and Lin Lin could vomit eight taels of blood just by knowing this.

With Uncle Cui's support, Steven undoubtedly won the bid and became the project operator of the first-year cafeteria of C University. The original equipment and ingredients in the canteen were resold to him by the previous owner who lost his life.

All the employees in the first cafeteria also looked slightly confused when they saw Steven appearing with a potted millet pepper plant that had already borne fruit.

The surname "Cui" is quite sensitive. It has the same surname as the principal. I heard that Mr. Cui returned from studying abroad. Now seeing him in person, he has a handsome appearance and a well-fitting suit that highlights his long legs and slender waist. People naturally have a question: Why would such a person choose to run a canteen? ?

Not only that, Mr. Cui also negotiated with the dispatch company to modify the contract and increase the salary for everyone. Now they feel a bit unrealistic.

"Hello everyone, my surname is Cui, Steven. I have just read the original regulations, and they can generally be used." Steven's introduction to himself couldn't be simpler. Not to mention that there is no redundancy, even the new official's acceptance speech nothing.

He was not familiar with the staff composition, did not taste the food, and did not understand the business situation. Instead, he immediately issued an order, "Now please pull out all the potted plants together, and also remove the turf outside the canteen area."

Everyone: "???"

Chef Li Tingmei at the window on the first floor said what everyone was thinking: "Mr. Cui, why? What are you doing?"

Steven glanced at her and said, "Just think of it as a way to increase revenue and reduce expenditure. I've seen the vegetables in the refrigerator, and I hope these places will be replaced with peppers."

The cafeteria employees were looking out for each other, so it was not strange for them to do this. Chinese people don't like to grow their own onions, garlic, and peppers. But it seemed particularly inappropriate for Mr. Cui to say such words. And Mr. Cui is much more high-end than ordinary people. Even his potted plants have to be replaced with peppers...

The flower pots inside and outside the cafeteria are actually placed uniformly by the school. Every once in a while, someone from a flower company will bring in new seasonal flowers to replace them.

Including turf, it is also part of the greening project. According to common sense, it should not be left to them.

However, considering the relationship between Mr. Cui and Principal Cui, this area is also within the scope of the cafeteria, so it probably won't be a big deal if he pulls it out, right?

In order to show off in front of the new boss, everyone only had a little doubt in their hearts, and immediately took action, peeling the seeds, drying them in the sun, and transplanting the potted plants out.

Steven gave instructions from the side, feeling satisfied in his heart. He seems to be innately sensitive to the entire process of planting. He has his own concept of time calculation for each joint, and even has requirements for techniques.

The canteen had dried some pepper seeds before, and they can be used immediately. Steven stopped them when they wanted to plant them, "The soil moisture is not enough. Water first. The relative moisture content should be at least 70%. Plow the soil 50 centimeters deep." After ridge planting, the single row is fixed, and the row spacing is 37.5 cm. "

The canteen workers were stunned.

Some of them grew up in rural areas and had land at home. They thought that with Mr. Cui's style and leadership, how much research could he do on growing vegetables. Unexpectedly, this exit... was detailed to 37.5 centimeters!

They don't know whether the data is accurate, but it seems to be the case. Chili peppers just like moist soil.

At Steven's request, everyone almost used a ruler to measure the line spacing.

"Hey...this, that, what are you doing? Is there anything to eat?"

Steven looked over when he heard the sound. The speaker was a student wearing glasses, holding a campus card in his hand, with a confused look on his face. This point was actually ten minutes past the serving time. During the holiday, there were fewer teachers and students, and he was the only student in the entire restaurant looking at the busy master chefs in confusion.

"Hello, classmate." Steven devoted himself to using the cafeteria to farm, but he still remembered that the main task of the cafeteria was actually to serve C teachers and students. He glanced at the student and said, "It has passed its business hours now."

"Ah, yes..." Meng Chang said awkwardly, "Teacher, um, I was late reading, and I just wanted to see if there were any leftovers."

Steven glanced at him strangely, "I'm not a teacher."

Meng Chang was even more embarrassed. Steven looked very imposing in his suit and leather shoes. In addition, after staying on campus for a long time, his first impression was that he looked like a teacher. If it weren't for his young age, he would have wanted to call him professor, "Sorry, I I thought you were a teacher in our school."

"I'm from a cafeteria." Steven said calmly.

... Meng Chang thought, from a cafeteria? What do you mean, in order to compete with the Fourth Canteen to recruit students, Canteen No. 1 has already used models to recruit students?

The staff in the cafeteria were busy at this moment. Steven said, "Wait a moment. I'll go see what else is there to eat. I'll heat up a pot for you."

Meng Chang smiled as if he wanted to cry, "Okay."

By now, he was extremely sure that this handsome guy was from Yi Canteen - only people from Yi Canteen had the ability to stir-fry any leftover ingredients!

...

Steven usually gave up the kitchen food processor and cooked some dishes by himself out of interest. However, he didn't know all the food here. The kitchen utensils were familiar to him because he had been cooking for the past few days.

At this point, all the leftovers have been dealt with, and there are still a few fried chicken legs and a little vegetarian fried wild rice.

Steven looked at the leftovers for a while, thoughtfully. Since his bloodline awakened, his sensitivity to food has also increased. His precise calculations are not only reflected in the scale of planting, but also have a sense of taste.

In the improvement of cultivation from generation to generation, taste is also an extremely important criterion.

He tasted the fried chicken legs and the vegetarian fried wild rice, and he felt confident. He removed the fried skin from the chicken legs and cut them into cubes. It turned out that the vegetarian fried wild rice was actually a little raw. It was only fried over high heat until it was about seven degrees cooked, and the oil was not enough. There are so many, and in Steven's eyes, they are all flaws.

Cui Qi heated up the oil, stir-fried the green onion and ginger until the aroma was released, then poured the diced chicken legs and wild rice into the pot and returned it to the pot. He also picked a few potted millet peppers, chopped them up and sprinkled them in.

With Steven's subtle perception and control of the ingredients, after the plate of diced chicken and wild rice was put on the plate, there was a faint puddle of oil at the bottom, close to the edge of the ingredients, and the outer bottom of the plate was still white. The diced chicken fried into browned color, the white and slightly yellow wild rice, the bright red spicy millet, as well as the green onion and turmeric make this simple home-cooked dish look bright in color, without the greasiness of cooking, but extremely refreshing. .

This refreshingness comes from exquisite control. The oil, ingredients, and heat of this plate of cooked chicken and wild rice are all at the right time. This kind of control is different from the touch that a normal veteran chef can master after cooking all year round. Steven relies on his own understanding, calculation and taste of the ingredients. For this kind of ordinary canteen dish, Steven's somewhat monotonous cooking skills are completely adequate and even very suitable.

Steven made another bowl of rice ------ at the same time, he looked at the bowl of rice with deep contempt, put it together on the tray, and took it out to the classmate.

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Due to his sitting position, Meng Chang smelled an alluring aroma before seeing the dishes. Just by smelling this smell, he knew that this dish would go well with his meal.

Generally speaking, the dishes in a cafeteria are either bland or weird, and occasionally appear normal. This kind of "attractive" aroma makes Meng Chang suspect that there is something wrong with his sense of smell.

Steven put down the food and said, "Can you eat spicy food? I added some chili peppers to enhance the flavor."

No wonder the aroma was a bit choking. Meng Chang's saliva was secreting heavily. He nodded unconsciously and picked up a few diced chicken drumsticks with his chopsticks.

The diced chicken legs, which were originally deep-fried with a lot of oil but little salt, were colored slightly burnt yellow by the soy sauce after being reheated. The ingredients burst into flavor and the aroma was added, and the right amount of spicy millet was added to add the finishing touch.

As soon as the chopsticks entered his mouth, Meng Chang's hunger and appetite exploded.

He picked up another piece of wild rice. The chopped wild rice was stir-fried twice and was very tasty. It also had the freshness and sweetness of the vegetable. The blending together just neutralized the greasiness.

"Hiss..." After chewing a few mouthfuls, the spiciness of the spicy millet exploded. Although not much was added, it was more to enhance the spiciness, but it was still enough for Meng Chang, a southerner.

The taste of this spicy millet seems to be different from what he has tasted before. It has more aroma than ordinary spicy millet that it does not have originally. How to put it, to describe it in a somewhat neutral way, it is spicy with soul. !

But the spicier it gets, the more I want to eat it. The spiciness stimulated Meng Chang to secrete a lot of saliva in his mouth. His cheeks were hot and his forehead was sweating. He panted for a few times, but he couldn't let go of the taste. He could only take a big bite and the taste was no longer very good. of leftover relief.

When Meng Chang gulped down half the bowl and looked up again, he found that the handsome guy had gone somewhere. He was probably digging the ground with others. After all, he said he was from the cafeteria...etc. wait.

At this moment, Meng Chang suddenly woke up. Someone from the canteen? By the way, this dish is from a canteen!

With an almost dull expression, Meng Chang took a photo of half a plate of food left and sent it to the class group: "Students, I am in the cafeteria now, and a very handsome guy fried me a plate of leftover vegetables. Very delicious."

In an instant, there were several more replies queued up.

"hehe."

"hehe......"

"hehe!"