Home Gourmet: From a Stall in Northern Europe Chapter 541 - 453: Overhauling the Kitchen—Do I Even Have This Talent?

Gourmet: From a Stall in Northern Europe

Chapter 541 - 453: Overhauling the Kitchen—Do I Even Have This Talent?
  • Prev Chapter
  • Next Chapter
  • Background
    Font family
    Font size
    Line hieght
    New Read mode
    Full frame
    No line breaks
    Translate & Text to Speech
    New Translate

Chapter 541: Chapter 453: Overhauling the Kitchen—Do I Even Have This Talent?

"Additionally, if the number of customers expressing dissatisfaction with the meat dishes or requesting them to be remade exceeds five, you."

Raphael pointed his forefinger at Anderson, then gestured towards the door with his thumb: "Can get the hell out."

This time, Anderson didn’t offer any defense or attempt to argue, but simply nodded silently.

Seeing him like this, almost everyone showed expressions of shock.

After finishing with Anderson, Raphael looked at the black guy: "And you, don’t think you’re off the hook."

"Because of a few disputes, you walked out and smashed plates during the busiest dining hours, you’re in deep trouble, too."

"If there’s even one more similar incident of absenteeism, you’ll be out along with him!"

"Not just him, but the same applies to every one of you present!"

Raphael scanned the room with a stern face.

"Show respect for the food, respect for the guests, respect for the profession!"

"If you don’t want to work, leave early, don’t be an eyesore here, and don’t bring shame on everyone."

"Of course, if you apply to other restaurants in the future, I’ll truthfully report the facts during their background check. Choosing to give up would mean goodbye to the service industry for you. Think carefully about it yourself."

In this market, looking for a job isn’t just about sending a resume; almost every place prioritizes candidates with experience.

But before new employees start their trial period, there’s still a background check step.

The HR would ask why you left your previous job, and they’ll make a phone call to verify at your last workplace.

Typically, if it’s not a serious issue, people won’t say much.

But if it’s a major mistake, no company would be willing to hire such an employee.

After speaking, Raphael didn’t linger long and immediately got up to leave.

"Chef Marchello is still waiting for me in Dieppe. Handle things on your own. I hope I won’t hear any bad news again."

It was already past eight in the evening, but Raphael wasn’t in a rush to head to Radisson.

Going there would mean having nowhere to sleep, and he wouldn’t get to see any cooking processes either. He might as well go home, have a good sleep, and hit the road at midnight.

Thinking about missing two or three days of observation made him feel like countless little ants were gnawing at his insides, making him extremely uncomfortable and unable to sleep.

Even so, he wouldn’t risk his life; he had to rest if needed.

Even just lying down with his eyes closed for a few hours would help.

On the other side.

After a busy day, Lin finally returned to the dorm.

"Lin, wake up, we’re home."

Daniel looked at his sister, who was fast asleep in the passenger seat, with a trace of pity in his eyes.

"Hmm..."

Lin barely opened her eyes before closing them again, slipping into an even deeper dream.

Daniel shook his head helplessly, leaned over to carry her out of the car, and brought her back to the dorm bed.

He wasn’t quite sure what his sister had done today; after he saw her follow Chef Lin into the kitchen in the morning, he went back to the car to catch up on sleep.

For someone like him with a reversed day-night schedule, daytime is when he’s the drowsiest.

As soon as he got into the car and lay down, he started snoring immediately.

When he reopened his eyes, it was already after one in the afternoon, just in time to catch the end of lunch.

He initially intended to take his sister home directly, but Lin insisted on staying until dinner ended, wanting to see how dinner was prepared. They didn’t return until much later.

Lin seemed quite normal while at the restaurant, but once she took off her uniform and sat in the passenger seat, she quickly fell into a deep sleep before the car even started moving.

Looking at the fatigue etched on his sister’s young face, Daniel suddenly felt a pang of sympathy.

Although the work environment in his workshop wasn’t great socially, at least it wasn’t as exhausting.

Should he not have let his sister leave his side to work at something more demanding and tiring far away?

Just as he was wrapped in guilt, Lin suddenly turned over, her lips slightly moved, murmuring in her sleep.

"I...I can...still work..."

"Please let...let...me stay...to work..."

"?"

Daniel was stunned, his eyes inexplicably moist.

He had never seen his sister showing such a strong desire to work, even talking about it in her sleep. It seemed she truly liked that place.

After tucking his sister in, he checked the time and quietly left the dormitory, heading straight to Wang Aiguo’s residence.

"Knock knock knock"

"Mr. Wang, it’s me, Daniel."

The door clicked open, and Wang Aiguo glanced at him, nodding.

"Just got back?"

"How is Lin, has she adjusted to working there?"

As soon as Daniel stepped into the room, he dropped to his knees, bowing deeply several times.

"Hey?!"

Wang Aiguo quickly helped him up.

"There’s no need for that. To be honest with you, Radisson is owned by my nephew; it’s also considered our family business."

"If Lin can be hired there, of course, I’d be happy for her. The environment there is indeed better than here, and you would also get to see her every day."

"...Ah?"

Daniel blinked his big eyes, filled with confusion.

All the words he had planned to say were forgotten in an instant, leaving his mind blank.

He never expected Radisson and Shunfu to be part of the same company. Was Mr. Wang taking him to that evening party to make him consider sending his sister there for work?

"Lin is not happy working here, I know that. But the work environment here is like this, with all kinds of people. I can’t manage too much, I can only ensure there’s no violence or discrimination."

Wang Aiguo pressed him onto the sofa, then picked up a cup of tea to moisten his throat, looking as if he knew this would happen.

"You don’t need to ask, I know everything. As long as they’re willing to accept her, she can quit here at any time."

"However, that place is a five-star hotel; it’s not that easy to get in. I won’t say anything nice for you, lest it be mistaken for favoritism. Whether Lin can succeed depends on her own performance."

When he left the room, Daniel was still somewhat stunned.

The most difficult issue he felt was solved so easily?

Great Xia People are all good!

...

Thursday morning.

Five thirty.

Daniel’s truck headlights cut through the night, arriving on time at the back entrance of Radisson Restaurant.

Lin, sleepily, jumped from the passenger seat, breathing in the slightly chilly sea breeze, suddenly feeling invigorated.

Even now, she felt somewhat unreal, that she just slept and woke up, and all the problems were solved!

If she’s accepted, she’ll immediately become a staff in the restaurant kitchen!

If she fails, she can return to continue her previous job.

These few days, Wang Aiguo said to treat it as her taking early paid sick leave, only a few days a year.

"Brother, do you think today Chef will have me learn some food for breakfast?"

"I don’t know."

As Daniel unloaded goods, he shook his head, "Great Xia’s food variety is vast. Apart from Chef and those two chefs, no one knows what the menu is."

"Mm, mm, how interesting is this!"

Lin sat squatting nearby, filled with visions of the future.

"Not knowing what challenges will arise each day, nor what new dishes I’ll taste. Isn’t this life more interesting than boringly repeating the same thing every day?"

"Yeah, I look forward to what new food I can try when I deliver goods every day~"

"It’s a pity you fell asleep yesterday and couldn’t taste the dumplings I made myself."

"It’s fine, you’ve learned the skill; there’ll be plenty of chance to make them in the future."

"Not yet, I still don’t know how the filling is made."

As the siblings chatted idly, footsteps suddenly approached, getting closer, heading their way.

Lin stood up, nervously looking toward the corner.

One second.

Two seconds.

Three seconds.

Four seconds.

Next moment, two familiar figures appeared in their view.

"Hi~"

"Good morning~"

Zhao Shun waved his hand smilingly at them, while Old Chen also nodded to greet.

Seeing Lin, Zhao Shun raised his eyebrows, looking a bit surprised.

Though their workload wasn’t that heavy, the continuous working hours added up, it wasn’t light.

Even a new employee with a few months of experience might not be able to handle it, let alone Lin, who’s just a little girl with no kitchen experience.

Looking thin and frail, he thought she’d barely make it through the day, yet she arrived earlier than them.

Truly surprising.

Zhao Shun had many questions for this little Black girl, but unable to communicate, he could only give up.

After a few steps forward, feeling reluctant, he thought of relying on sign language for so long, couldn’t he communicate with a little girl?

Thinking thus, he turned around, clasped his hands next to his cheek, mimicking sleeping, then gestured an OK, showing a questioning expression.

Lin was startled, quickly realizing the Head Chef was asking how she slept last night, hurriedly making an OK gesture.

"Good good very good!"

Fearing complexity wouldn’t be understood, she responded with simple words.

Zhao Shun’Ah~’ he exclaimed, appearing suddenly enlightened, exceedingly pleased.

"Didn’t expect I truly have a talent for body language?"

Old Chen came alive too, watching this guy clown around daily, really never faced communication failure.

"Hey, I don’t believe it. Surely there’s something you cannot express. Ask her if she feels any pain all over."

Spending time with Zhao Shun, he felt much younger in spirit, invigorated, no longer gloomy as before.

"Oh? Testing me, huh, wait!"

Zhao Shun wiped his nose, smirking, directing his gaze back to Lin.

Use arrow keys (or A / D) to PREV/NEXT chapter