Chapter 953: Chapter 400: What Is It Like When the Entire Pastry Department Is Hardcore Fans? Juicy Mendeng Meat Pie, Delicious!

Are you the one wanting to eat?

Lin Xu replied:

"No problem, once I get things sorted here, I’ll take them to record the show."

Compared to these desserts, Lin Xu was quite interested in the Dundun Pastry, but the little guy should be recording with Professor Ren at the moment. Not sure how it will turn out.

There’s nothing to rectify in the pastry department; everything in there is good, and the staff, probably because they are quite young, are very diligent.

Otherwise, they wouldn’t be making a bunch of weird pastries on the side.

If the chefs in the Yanjing Hotel were as inquisitive as they are, even just half as much, there would never be a chance of things going wrong.

Though the saying "A single brave soldier, but a brave leader makes a battalion brave" is somewhat one-sided, having a good leader indeed makes a difference.

Take the pastry department for example; it’s vibrant and full of energy. 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

Unlike the greasy and lifeless demeanor of other chefs.

After taking a look around, just as he was about to leave with Qi Zhentao, Qi Siming suddenly said:

"Boss Lin, there’s a rumor online that you can grab the exact dough portion every time, not off by a gram. Can you show us? We can only succeed once every four or five times."

Lin Xu chuckled:

"Nothing special about it, just practice makes perfect."

He washed his hands, saw the dough resting on the board, and curiously asked:

"What’s this being prepared for?"

"We’re making Door Stud Meat Pies. Hey, yes, Boss Lin, could you divide the dough for us?"

Door Stud Meat Pies?

These pies are known for their thin crust and generous filling, and because they’re about the size of the door studs on old mansion doors, they’re called Door Stud Meat Pies.

These meat pies don’t require big dough portions, about 15 to 20 grams. If they’re too thick, they’d be more like regular meat pies, not studs.

Lin Xu asked:

"How many grams do you portion your dough?"

"Any amount is fine. However many grams you do, we’ll use that much."

These conditions are quite relaxed.

Lin Xu thought for a moment, kneaded the relaxed dough a couple of times, rounded it, and used the palm of his hand to press down in the middle.

Then he picked it up, hollowed out the center directly, forming a ring shape.

He alternated his hands to make the thick ring thinner, pinched it open in the middle, placed it back on the board, and rolled it a bit to make the strip uniform and smooth on the surface.

The relaxed dough shouldn’t be overworked, or it would become glutenous and wouldn’t roll into thin sheets.

He began portioning the dough.

His left hand held one end of the dough while his right hand quickly pinched pieces off, rapidly turning the large dough into even portions.

A pastry chef turned on the kitchen scale and placed a piece of dough on it:

"16 grams."

Then placed another piece:

"Hey, this one’s also 16 grams."

They tried several more, all 16 grams, astonishing everyone.

Lin Xu said:

"You guys keep going, I’ll head out with Chef Qi now. If there’s nothing else planned for lunch, we’ll wait to eat your Door Stud Meat Pies."

"Got it, Boss Lin!"

Leaving the pastry department, Qi Zhentao said:

"I really didn’t think a kid who wasn’t serious as a child would have such creativity in pastry. I even forced him to learn red cooking for a while, but the more I pushed, the more rebellious he got. He was quite unhappy with me adopting apprentices everywhere."

Not just your son, I’m also quite unhappy.

A perfectly good restaurant ruined by these connections.

Of course, I also have to thank these connections, otherwise, who knows when we’d earn the residency quota, and it’s thanks to these connections my senior brother became famous for restaurant exploration.

So, as a token of gratitude to these connections, is it too much to fire a few?

He then wandered around other departments in the kitchen. While there were still many issues, everyone’s attitude had significantly changed.

Clearly, they were scared.

Since they now knew it’s not their own business and can’t act recklessly, why didn’t they take it seriously from the start?

Most chefs here have quite good skills.

Their attitude just wasn’t right, which is why there were mishaps in the dishes.

Lin Xu didn’t stay long, took a quick look, and then went upstairs.

Returning to the office, Lin Xu found that neither his senior brother nor anyone else had left, even Dou Wenjing was on the sofa working on a portable notebook.

Are they waiting for lunch to mooch a meal?

Ye Lixin handed over a cup of tea with a smile:

"Impressive Lin Director, came up and fired Chef Qi’s nephew, he was just outside wiping tears. The kid’s an honest person but a bit slow to grasp things."

Lin Xu understood what he meant, worried that Qi Zhentao might get upset and quit.

But Old Qi isn’t that foolish; he may like adopting apprentices but ask him to lose his job for them, and he definitely wouldn’t be happy.

Besides, he just found the root cause.

Now it depends on whether the chefs in the kitchen understand the situation.

If they still rely on connections and can’t get their mindset right, we can help correct them again.

Firing one is the same as firing two after all.

Seeing Lin Xu come back with a big smile, Liao Jinming immediately sighed in relief:

"Manager Ye, don’t forget to arrange lunch, our Fishing Platform people have offended many and worked hard, need a good meal to calm down."

"No problem, it’s a small matter. Lin Director, what do you plan to have for lunch? I’ll arrange it now."

Lin Xu took a sip of tea and then said:

"For lunch, I plan to have the Door Stud Meat Pie made by Qi Siming... Really didn’t expect Chef Qi’s kid to be a pastry chef, and with such great skills! If not for the contract, I’d want to poach him."

Ye Lixin couldn’t help but wave his hand:

"No way, no way, Siming’s pastries are praised by top leaders too. What would we do if you took him?"

If even the top leaders praise him, why not help promote it?

But you can’t blame Yanjing Hotel for this; Fishing Platform similarly suffers from a lack of promotion and not valuing online marketing.

It was only after joining that Fishing Platform started gaining visibility.

It transformed from just a symbol to something vibrant and lively.

Soon, Chen Yan and Sister Weiwei arrived by car.

Lin Xu went downstairs and had the people from the pastry department come out to sign contracts one by one.

Initially, he only intended to sign a cooperation agreement with the pastry department, but after Ye Lixin found out, he immediately represented Yanjing Hotel to sign a strategic partnership agreement with Chen Yan.

Now, both major national hotels have become partners with Joyful Media.

This made Chen Yan very happy.

Ever since meeting her brother-in-law, the fortunes have been flowing in.

In the past, Joyful Media was just one of many MCN agencies, even ridiculed by peers for poaching the out-of-favor streamer Wu Kexin.

But now, it turned into a major company covering live streaming, gaming, lifestyle, culinary, and pet circles, and soon entering professional courses, becoming one of the industry’s biggest giants.

With the signing over, it was time for lunch.

Everyone went to a private room in the restaurant where eight small plates of cold dishes were already laid out.

Once everyone was seated, Qi Siming brought in the Door Stud Meat Pies that Lin Xu specifically wanted.

The pies had a crispy crust that crunched with the first bite, and the rich, savory juices flowed into the mouth from the broken crust.

The taste was indescribably delicious.

The filling seemed to be from beef brisket, both fatty and lean, each bite releasing oil, so flavorful you’d want to swallow your tongue.

As they were eating, Shen Baobao sent a message:

"We’ve finished recording and are eating the takeout from the store, Dundun is gnawing on small fish. What are you having for lunch?"

"Door Stud Meat Pies that burst with juice when you bite into them."

"Wow, I want some too. Honey, can you make them for me when you’re not busy?"

Seeing this message, Lin Xu couldn’t help but picture Shen Baobao’s pitiful look in his mind.

He smiled, picked up his phone, and replied:

"Sure!"

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