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Chapter 1219 Teaching People
Chapter 1219 Teaching People
Chen Ming asked them to remove the blindfolds of the four of them, and sneered: "You saw me, did I goug out your eyes, or just silence me?"
"Don't you dare, the four of us are not unknown, if you dare to kill us, you don't even want to live!"
"I didn't open my eyes, I didn't see anything."
"Yes, me too, I want to wear a blindfold!"
……
Chen Ming did it himself and tied all of them with a rope.
The technique is not very skilled, and there are people around to guide.
"Be honest, let me string you together."
Whoever dares not cooperate, a man like a black tower will kick him hard.
One kick can knock people down.
One kick kicked three, except for Li Duzhe, the rest were beaten.
"You have to be beaten to be honest." Chen Ming put on the rope again, and Zhou Hansen still knew how to stretch out his hand.
"Sensible, stand still when you are beaten." Chen Ming finally tied it up.
"Okay, hang them up!"
"What do you want? Help!"
The four wanted to run, but the directions were not in the same direction.
Snapped!
Pfft!
Running away with all their strength, under the action of force, all four of them fell to pieces.
The younger brother stepped forward and squeezed their arms: "They are all puffy and sub-healthy. If you really hang them up, they may hang up."
"Then let them retreat."
What is retreat?
Didn't even have time to ask.
Four people were stuffed into a large bucket and covered with a lid.
Half of the bucket was filled with water from the canned fish, and a few boxes of stinky tofu and durian cakes were also thrown in.
It tasted like a living weapon.
Ding Yuan and the others will be smoked to death.
The only luck they have now is that they have almost vomited in the cabin.
Now my stomach is empty, I can only vomit acid water, otherwise the smell will be even more desperate.
Chen Ming went fishing again, and this time he had a good harvest.
"The bucket is full so quickly."
"Okay, let them out."
The big rubber bucket was opened, and the four of them didn't have to come out. People outside could not help but vomit when they smelled it.
"Throw it directly into the sea and let them take a closer look, this one is too fast!"
The waves washed people clean before they were picked up.
This time the four of them had only half their lives left.
"Call the doctor and show them. They have eaten rice for so many years and haven't been given back to society. They can't let them die for nothing."
I'm fine, but I'm really scared.
"Let them rest today and continue tomorrow."
Chen Ming watches the sunrise every day, eats fish, and listens to the sonata of seagulls and waves.
The little days are going well, and it has been three days in a blink of an eye.
"How did we offend you? You want to humiliate us like this?" Ding Yuan shouted angrily.
The other three dared not speak out.
The four of them were arranged to wash the floors on board.
The job of washing the floor is not easy to do, because people need to crawl and kneel on the ground, and scrub with towels little by little.
Wipe it with detergent first, then scrub it with a wet towel a little bit to clean the foam of the detergent, and then dry the floor with a dry towel.
Counting it down, a floor needs to be scrubbed and scrubbed twelve times before it can be clean.
Keeping the five-body posture on the ground for 10 minutes may cause backaches and backaches, not to mention the four of Ding Yuan, who have been pampered since childhood. Their fingers do not touch the spring water, and they have to wipe the floor for eight hours a day.
The point is that the ship is too big.
They were cleaning the floor there, and the crew members were slaughtering fish beside them, and fish scales would be thrown down with blood from time to time.
Just wiped and dirty again.
Ding Yuan wanted to get angry, but Zhou Hansen held him down: "You want to die, don't implicate us."
Chen Ming grilled the fish beside him, his movements were surprisingly skillful, and the fish was grilled very well.
Even the old chef who taught him praised: "The fire is well controlled, and this fish can be sold in restaurants."
"Come and taste."
Chen Ming grilled a lot of fish, everyone has a share.
"Wow, this fish is delicious!"
"Sprinkle me some cumin."
"Golden and crispy, that's how I like fish grilled."
……
Chen Ming also tasted it. The fish tasted good, but it was only good.
"Ugh--"
If it was Yang Song who grilled it, the fish would be truly delicious.
"What's wrong with the second brother?"
"I don't know, I miss my brother."
Chen Ming looked at the sky, sighed, and put down the fish: "If Brother Song is here, eating grilled fish is the real enjoyment."
What is it to grill the fish until it is charred on the outside and tender on the inside?
In Yang Song's case, it's just a basic operation, which belongs to the lowest threshold.
Calculated in this way, Chen Ming thought that he hadn't eaten Yang Song's grilled fish for a long time.
Baifeng Pavilion's barbecue is unique in Los Angeles, but Yang Song basically doesn't grill fish.
"Grilled fish must be eaten fresh. What is freshness? Fish caught in the sea or in the water should be processed and grilled immediately. This is called freshness. You can't catch the fish and wait for people to come before you start cooking."
Yang Song's requirements for ingredients can be said to be abnormal.
But Chen Ming understood Yang Song's persistence very well.
"It is precisely because Brother Song has many rules that the taste of the dishes can be perfect!"
Ding Yuan yelled again: "We are hungry too!"
His thoughts were pulled back, and Chen Ming was disgusted: "You still have the face to eat without finishing your work?"
"Go, go, go to work. It's been three days. I still don't know how to clean the floor. Hurry up and practice. Don't disturb our second brother's thinking here."
This group of people had just followed Chen Ming for a short time, and what they heard the most was Chen Ming talking about "what's wrong with my brother Song."
They didn't eat the dishes made by Yang Song, but they ate the buns with Yang Song's ingredients.
"This bun is as delicious as my grandma's steamed bun!"
"I've never eaten such a delicious bun!"
"I can eat ten."
"boast!"
The team led by Chen Ming is actually a group of chef apprentices.
Yang Song once said that Baifeng Pavilion needs to expand its experience, and it must not be satisfied with the modern scale.
To expand experience, people are bound to be needed.
Chen Ming has been quietly recruiting talented and hardworking people to serve Yang Song as apprentice cooks.
The current group of people were all recruited by Chen Ming from all over the country.
They were young and strong themselves, and they were going to be cooks.
Chen Ming happily found them all, but Yang Song ran away.
What used to be a surprise, is now a shock.
Chen Ming had no choice but to ask Gu Baiwei to take them to practice first, but Gu Baiwei was not free.
As a result, a new culinary school was born in Los Angeles, to be precise, it was a culinary training class.
Chen Ming paid a lot of money to invite many chefs to teach.
"Study hard and wait for Brother Song to come back."
Even if Yang Song doesn't come back, as long as these apprentices study hard, they will surely have good jobs in the future.
I have to say that the little fat man Chen Ming is very reliable.
In order to confirm the teaching results, Chen Ming would occasionally go in and learn by himself.
He is worried that the teacher will not teach well, and he is also worried that the students will not learn well.
"Whoever learns well, I will give a bonus, not short of money!"
Chen Ming learned this from Yang Song. He felt that before he knew Yang Song, he was a low-key rich second generation.
He is now a down-to-earth capitalist who occasionally drifts twice.
Everything is waiting for Yang Song's return.
"Second brother, someone is prying big brother's fiancee!"
"Whose dog has the guts?"
(End of this chapter)