Rebirth as the God of Cooking in Japan

The restaurant environment is okay. This viewing pavilion standing on the top of the mountain is stylish and full of style. Dining here can overlook the campus scenery of Yuanyue. Guests regardless of their status will be satisfied with the dining environment other than food.

So Xia Yu should worry about another problem.

manpower!

Serious shortage of manpower!

Even if he recalled the Tamagawa sisters who had traveled overnight, plus Miyoko Hojo, there were only three people around him, and they were all women.

Here, Tamagawa Ayaka is the chef of the small shop in place of Xia Yu anyway, and Miyoko Hojo is an excellent chef of Chinese cuisine. It is no problem for two people to act as a helper. Xia Yu must take the spoon himself, except for cooking. All the procedures are thrown to the helper.

However, in a large restaurant that is full of guests in normal operation, the kitchen staff is one thing, and the servants and waiters who greet the guests with plates are also indispensable.

This is the problem.

Where should I pull a reliable waiter team?

Xia Yu rubbed her eyebrows.

There is also a daytime time, which is very urgent. The opening hours of the Xia's restaurant he designated, from 6 pm to 12 am, in a sense, almost coincide with the Xia's store on the shopping street.

Of course, there are other considerations for business hours.

The restaurant is above the Gaotai District, and the Gaotai District is open until midnight during the school festival. This is the biggest difference between the Gaotai District restaurant and the small shops in other areas.

You know, Yuanyue campus has its own supporting hotels and resorts, and the building complex is on the other side of the mountain. The scale is huge. The two days are full of guests who come to join Yuanyue.

At night, when the hustle and bustle of the campus recedes, these guests will continue to patronize the quiet Gaotai District restaurant.

From the very beginning, Xia Yu had a clear target group.

What the restaurant wants to attract and seize is precisely this group of night-time guests. In this way, his restaurant will not affect the daytime "School Festival".

Everything was considered carefully, except for the waiter issue!

Ahhhhh!

Scratching his head is a bit silly.

On the sixth floor, a large restaurant that can accommodate 180 batches of hundreds of diners at the same time, how can it operate without a team of waiters?

Relying on a few people, cooking and cooking, serving dishes and entertaining guests...

Xia Yu chose to explode in place.

"This problem must be solved during the day!"

Huh.

Isn't it just hiring people? The big deal is to spend money to hire outside.

...

Click!

The bamboo tube of the competition, filled with water, hit the ground, and the sound spread far in the morning courtyard.

The old man Senzaemon, holding a bamboo sword, was practicing the old swordsmanship, telling onlookers what it means to be speed.

There was an untimely applause.

"Commander, your swordsmanship is still so superb." Dojima Gin said a very blunt flattery.

"Swordsmanship?"

After taking a sharp breath and coughing several times in a row, he smoothed his breath. Senzaemon put down the bamboo sword and said, "Just practice a few hands casually, not to mention swordsmanship."

"Don't talk about this!"

Change the subject quickly.

Holding the bamboo knife in both hands, General Yuanyue stood, looking up to the south, the undulating mountains on the other side of the mountain, the viewing pavilion built on the mountain platform was vaguely visible.

His eyes flashed, "Yin, are the business hours set?"

"From six in the evening to midnight!"

"is it……"

The two looked at each other with weird smiles in their eyes, and soon similar smiles spread across their faces.

Dojima Ginhaha said, "I guessed he would end himself!"

"Isn't he boasting about going to Haikou? Starting from this session, he wants to make the "School Festival" a golden name card for the distant moon. Naturally, he has to do it personally."

Saying that, Senzaemon had an old face, but he smiled like a chrysanthemum. This rigorous and stereotyped old manager rarely smiled so openly.

"correct!"

After laughing, Senzaemon ordered a few words to the old butler who was standing by and silently. About ten minutes later, the male and female servants of the house gathered in a line in the courtyard.

"In the next 3 days, you will go to that place to help—"

Senzaemon raised a bamboo sword and pointed at the pavilion on the southern mountains.

Dojima Gin's heart secretly gave a thumb.

Check it out!

The identity of Lao Zhangren is going to be real, and the servants of the house are all sent to help. The fire of gossip from the outside is probably going to quickly burn the entire Dongying food circle.

In this regard, Dojima Silver is happy to see it.

But after thinking about it, Dojima's silver heart felt sad.

The single great magician who can rub the fireball, it's time to consider his life-long events-ah, where are you my significant other?

Dojima Gimuro looked up at the sky sadly, and read a poem about a single dog.

...

The sun rises in the east and sets in the west.

Before you know it, a day is passing by.

On the third day of the "School Festival", because of yesterday's disturbance by Lei Zhe, the passenger flow data soared.

Central District.

Nearing the close of business at 6 o'clock in the evening, Xingping Chuangzhen Chinese stroller stall was still surrounded by enthusiastic diners.

"Yo, Xiao Xingping, give me another pepper cake. I want to take it back as a souvenir for my good friends to taste!"

"Sorry, I'm late, do you have any noodles?"

"One more plate of red oil dumplings, I will pay double the food coupon, thank you!"

The guests are like bees, buzzing in their ears.

Xingping Chuangzhen didn't feel irritable at all. On the contrary, listening to the noise of the guests, he became more energetic and full of fighting spirit. After a busy day, he didn't feel tired.

"OK, wait!"

He was immersed in the fire and started the stove, but there was a voice waking him up: "Xin Ping-jun, the ingredients are gone!"

"what!"

The hand holding the scoop froze in the air, and Xingping Chuangzhen could only apologize to the diners.

"It's okay, Xiao Xingping, come on, we will come again tomorrow!"

The guests encouraged the young students, and they lost their light.

Mito Yumei, who had skipped work from the Donburi Research Association to help him, was finally able to breathe: "Today is over!"

"Unexpectedly, the number of guests on the third day suddenly increased. Fortunately, there will be more guests tomorrow. We must find a helper, otherwise you will lose!"

Mito Yumi wiped the sweat, but found that Xingping Chuang was really a bit silly.

"What are you looking at?"

She followed and said in surprise: "Why are the ten bests gathered at the gate of my restaurant?"

That's right.

Ten outstanding members, even if the chief Si Yingshi is there, after a while, I will take off the chef's uniform for a long time, and I will be late.

As a result, the ten elites gathered together and marched towards the high platform area together.

As they passed by, Mito Yumei and Xinghei Chuangzhen discovered that for a long time, Teruki's expression was tense, and the current appearance of the enemy is much more nervous than when dealing with the passenger flow of the "School Festival."

this is……

Xingping Chuang really blinked his eyes and was confused.

at this time.

Before six o'clock, a group of people gathered early under the spacious stone steps leading to the mountain viewing pavilion in Gaotai District.

The male servants and maids of Nagiri's house are well-trained, waiting in line for dispatch.

"Ah la la!"

With a soft but mischievous female voice, the graduate Gan Hyugako came, "Chef Xia, since you have brought a group of servants, why call us to help?"

"Explanation!"

Suwon Dongmi, who was accompanying him, said with a face paralyzed.

Kojiro Shinomiya was very unhappy and said: "Really, you have a plan, why bother talking on the phone, but we left the store and rushed over!"

In the face of the graduate's questioning, Xia Yu Waterfall Khan.

"no!"

He shouted wronged.

"Who knows that the commander-in-chief is supporting at this time, it is too sudden!"

As he said, he cast a resentful look at Dojima Gin, who brought these servants over, "Chairman, if you come early, I won't have to ask the seniors to help."

"but……"

The corners of his mouth twitched and looked at the group of graduates, "I just asked you, each restaurant to appoint one or two high-quality waiters to help you? What is the situation with you yourself? I need waiters and there is no shortage of chefs!"

"Go! Go!"

A posture of seeing off guests.

"Wow!"

Gan Hyugako covered her mouth: "Is it really okay to eat clean and wipe your mouth and not recognize people?"

Suwon Dongmi's facial paralyzed face repaired the knife and said, "Chef Xia is getting worse and worse, just as disgusting as Sinomiya!"

Kojiro Shinomiya, who was lying innocently, raised his eyebrows fiercely.

"Oh?! Say it again!"

"Shut up all to me!"

Xia Yu rubbed his eyebrows and stopped the group of graduates. Seeing that they were all looking around, he spread out his hands, "Let's say, are you leaving or staying? I can make it clear in advance. If you stay, you must help!"

"Of course I stayed!"

in unison.

Snapped!

With a snap of his fingers, Xia Yu beckoned, "Then come!"

He stepped to the fence of the stone steps, first removed the warning sign that the idler stopped, and threw it to the corner, and then, together with the graduates who came up to help, disassembled the fence and moved it away.

As a result, the door became smooth all the way.