Her Cultivation Diary-Chapter 1194 - 1168. Kept a trick up one’s sleeve

Boss Chang spent most of the day happily at the Song Family, and when he felt satisfied with his harvest, he couldn’t help but check his social media.

Seeing Boss Zhao’s recent update about radishes and cabbages, he couldn’t help but feel a bit envious.

But since the top-grade version is sold to his own family, he had no way to express his jealousy, so he just hummed, turned around with his phone, and pretended to casually post a video.

The video didn’t reveal any secrets, just flashed a few familiar faces, meant only for Old Zhao, truly showing sentiment.

Thinking like this, even the mood for driving off felt exhilarating.

Song Tan washed the fishy smell off his hands, then glanced at his phone, thinking how childish this all was.

Thankfully, their locations didn’t overlap, otherwise, they might have ended up fighting.

...

At You Ran Residence, with hardly any customers all day, the kitchen was left to the apprentices — after all, many of the discounted dishes were pre-made, so craftsmanship wasn’t a concern.

As for the chef team... Over the past few months, two or three chefs have been let go one after another, leaving only five chefs who spent the whole day in meetings with the boss.

More accurately, they were being scolded the whole day, and when they left the office, it was already dark, leaving them feeling increasingly dizzy.

The few livestream customers had left early, but by then, everyone was too lazy to look up reviews online, just sitting there in a daze.

"We should just consider switching jobs."

"Exactly, can we really be blamed for the poor business?"

"I kept saying not to use pre-made dishes, not to use them, and yet they insisted. Now look, people aren’t coming anymore!"

"Come on, how do you make money selling braised pork at 9.9 a portion without using pre-made ingredients?"

"Even at 9.9 a portion, there aren’t many pieces! Why can’t it make a profit?"

"With rent, utilities, and labor being so expensive, a few bucks isn’t enough for anything!"

"But you can’t expect one dish to cover all the rent and utilities..."

"Alright, alright, stop arguing! Is this really the time to argue? Let’s think about finding a new place!"

But finding a new place isn’t something that happens so easily.

Especially for Chef Bai Yan, who seldom cooked personally in the past year, only recently negotiated a share in the store profits with the boss, and now the business collapsed.

The chef industry also requires a good reputation, and at his age of forty or fifty, with declining physical condition, where could he find a suitable place now?

He still has a mortgage on the house he just bought, and the loan is high. Now, without this income, this...

Gazing over at the bustling Chang Le Residence, he couldn’t help but spit out a curse: "Damn it."

Coincidentally, there were too many cars and people at Chang Le Residence’s entrance, and a few waiters were called out to help. Seeing the chefs at the door, a young waiter rolled his eyes, tilted his head high, and went inside.

This infuriated Bai Yan immensely!

The waiter looked familiar, wasn’t he from their You Ran Residence before? Now that he’s in power, he dares to act so haughty!

Little did he know, they were also gossiping about him over there!

"Don’t be deceived by the You Ran Residence chef’s good looks; when we worked there, we cursed him every day!"

"Why is that?"

"The restaurant originally provided employee meals, but he deliberately made them small and nasty with his team, so we couldn’t eat them. In the end, everyone had to buy their own food outside... After many complaints, they finally restricted him a bit."

But the food still remained terrible.

"Can’t be, doesn’t the chef eat at all?"

"They don’t eat that stuff! They open their own pots daily, indulging themselves. Apprentices make our food with either excessive sugar or salt, utterly inedible."

Chang Le Residence staff who’ve worked many years couldn’t comprehend the logic inside, only exclaiming: "What’s their motive?"

"Motive? Money, of course!"

The young waiter was sharp-eyed and bright: "Back then, we heard their kitchen had contracts with the boss, no base salary, just annual dividends... So they begrudged us eating too much. They made the meals nasty and small, hardly containing any meat monthly to save a significant sum."

"Bah! With such money-saving skills, why aren’t they rich yet? Is their fate so bitter?"

What a situation!

Everyone sympathetically looked at her: "No wonder you gained nearly 10 pounds in just two months here; we thought it’s due to overwork..."

Chang Le Residence can keep employees for ten to twenty years without them wanting to leave, naturally excelling in food quality.

This year, the boss negotiated with new suppliers, and no matter how scarce the supply is daily, the kitchen can still cook a pot every now and then for everyone.

Vegetable porridge, radish cakes, and such...

Even if limited, comparing with the opposite, the superiority is evident!

Meanwhile, Chef Bai Yan pulled out his phone to contact some old acquaintances, hoping to use their network to find a pleasing new job.

However, he was notorious for his sneaky behavior, so those he reached out to just equivocated.

After half a day, no one gave a clear answer. Until he angrily hung up and swiped through social media, only then did he see Boss Chang’s posts.

Boss Chang’s WeChat was added by everyone through alternative accounts, just to stay informed.

Now looking at the flickering video of a rural villa-like building, that fleeting silhouette despite decades instantly made him recognize it!

Song, Master Song!

His face turned pale, puzzled why Master Song appeared in Boss Chang’s posts.

Didn’t he stay in his hometown all along?

Over the years, Bai Yan occasionally paid attention to him. The last time he saw a photo, it was the couple roaming the supermarket, looking dejected and aged.

But how did that fleeting image appear so vibrant and lively?

And there’s Boss Chang!

Thinking of those praised dishes from the other side, there was a faint rumor they were sourced from some mountain village base...

When it comes to understanding ingredients, there’s no one better than a chef. Linking today’s secret invites from Chang Le Residence about an all-fish feast...

Bai Yan’s mind quickly connected the dots!

He squinted, his expression darkening.

Ha! During those years of apprenticeship, the old man indeed kept a trick up his sleeve!

He spoke of treating him like a son and shared stories about the old apprenticeship tradition in their field... Now it’s clear, the old man guarded against him, holding onto trump cards never taught to him!

If such premium ingredients are his doing, why would he linger over a mere chef’s position?!

With these as a door opener, who knows how many influential people he could meet, and what kind of flourishing career he could build!

Unlike Boss Chang, who only focuses on the restaurant business!

Ha, an abomination!

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