The little cannon fodder kept releasing melons, and people lined up to eat melons

Song Qianning's sound of slapping the table attracted everyone's attention. She then realized that she was too excited, because not only did she encounter a delicious meal, but also a perfume that smelled particularly good. She asked the perfumer to sit in the area for the little puppy. The meaning was self-evident, and this person passed directly.

She looked at the man making fried rice again. He wasn't stunning, but his facial features were saturated. He should be good looking if he dressed up. She smiled and said, "How many kinds of fried rice can you make?"

The egg fried rice guy said a little embarrassedly: "I'm not sure either, it depends on the ingredients..."

It was just a humble remark, but Song Qianning was so happy that she snapped her fingers and said, "I've been waiting for you to say this. Do you see the operating table on my right? I want you to make me a plate of golden egg fried rice..."

The fried rice guy was startled and asked uncertainly: "Gold... fried rice??? Boss, I am so ignorant... I didn't even know that gold can be..."

The four people sitting in the back stopped drinking tea when they heard the words "golden egg fried rice", especially Murong Jingchu and Murong Jingsheng. They had never heard of the imperial kitchen having golden egg fried rice since they were born...

Song Chengyi, Song Qianxue and Song Qianyu also looked at Song Qianning sideways. What? ?

Song Chengyi asked in a low voice: "Third sister, you want to take the golden fried rice? You can eat it later, but I won't eat it!"

Song Qianxue and Song Qianyu nodded repeatedly. They didn't want to eat it either. Only those who are desperate would swallow gold to commit suicide.

As soon as Song Qianning saw the expressions of these three idiots, she knew what they were thinking. She was speechless and too lazy to explain to them. If the meal was really made, they would probably eat it faster than anyone else.

"Just as I said, the ingredients are already prepared. The golden egg fried rice I want is to separate the egg yolk and egg white, pour the egg yolk liquid on the rice and mix it evenly, then pour the hot oil into the rice..."

After Song Qianning finished speaking, she looked at the guy making fried rice and made a gesture of invitation. The guy's eyes lit up after hearing this. Why had he never thought that fried rice could be made this way? The guy, who understood the situation, immediately walked quickly to the kitchen counter.

Wow, there are big and small pots, all kinds of kitchen utensils, and even the side dishes are neatly arranged. The kneaded dough has even been proofed. This is the first time that the fried rice guy has met a boss who understands cooking so well.

The fried rice guy over there was stir-frying enthusiastically, and Song Qianning asked him to continue. Song Qianxue handed Song Qianning a beautifully carved carrot.

Song Qianning saw that he looked pretty good, so she took out a piece of paper with a picture of a fruit basket made of watermelon with a bow on it. She scooped the fruit flesh into small balls and put them back into the watermelon basket.

This picture was drawn by Song Qianning with sharpened charcoal. When the carving guy saw the picture, his eyes widened. Can you play like this? ?

"Go to the right. There are special ingredients and knives there. Make two fruit baskets in a quarter of an hour. You will pass. The timer starts..."

As soon as the carving boy heard the timer, he hurried to the designated fruit working table.

When the people behind saw that the boss came prepared, they were all curious but also dared not slack off.

One after another, the interviewees were ruthlessly rejected. If something looked good but tasted bad, they would not accept it. If something tasted good but looked extremely ugly, they would not accept it either.

Song Chengyi began to scratch his head, he didn't understand, the food was so delicious, but just because it looked ugly, the third sister let it go without even a glance. He and the eldest and second sisters all said that it tasted delicious, but the third sister refused to accept it.

Even the four people sitting in the back could probably figure it out. Wow, it turns out her criterion for selecting people is that good looks are the priority.

It was the first time for Murong Jingsheng to see such a peculiar selection mode, and he was watching it with great interest. Murong Jingchu, who understood it, was a little jealous. This little wild cat seemed to like good-looking people, such as the man that day? ?

Murong Jingchu had lived for eighteen years, and for the first time he felt a little insecure about his appearance.

One of the golden egg fried rice and fruit basket was served to Song Chengzhou's table. Song Chengyan and Song Chengzhou had to admire the third sister's selection criteria. It was pleasing to the eye and greatly satisfied both the eyes and taste buds.

Song Qianning tasted the egg fried rice, the corners of her mouth turned up, and she said: "You two can go sit over there."

The fried rice guy and the fruit basket guy happily went to the little puppy...

After half an hour, Song Qianning and her companions, through tasting and observation, left behind many people who were proficient in pastries, desserts, syrups, pasta, and fruit carving. Without exception, they were all the oldest and best looking.

At this time, Murong Jingchu and his friends had their tables filled with all kinds of exquisite dishes. When they looked at the people sitting in the area they passed, they were all handsome men and beautiful women...

After finishing all the interviews, Song Qianning stretched, stood up and walked towards Manager Ai, where ten rows of people were already standing.

Song Qianning took the stack of questionnaires handed over by Shopkeeper Ai and said, "Shopkeeper Ai, please bring me the wooden box I gave you earlier!"

Shopkeeper Ai responded and ran to the staff quarters at the back...

Song Qianning divided the questionnaire into two halves and handed them to Song Qianxue and Song Chengyi. She waved to the applicants to come forward. After taking a look, she said, "Okay, you can go now. Don't forget to collect the 100 coins from her..."

The man knew that he had no hope, but the hundred coins were not wasted, so he happily went to Mu Ju to collect the money and left.

Another handsome man came up and greeted warmly. Song Chengyi felt that the third sister must stay with this man. Even Song Qianxue and Song Qianyu thought so. Who would have thought that Song Qianning just glanced at him and said you can go.

Song Chengyi was confused. He didn't understand. He couldn't help asking, "Third sister, your appearance meets the standards you mentioned! Why?"

"Too short..."

Song Chengyi was speechless. Third sister even had height requirements. They were just hiring some chores to serve customers. Was it necessary to have such high requirements?

When Song Qianxue heard what her third sister said, she noticed that the man was indeed shorter and seemed to be about the same height as her. But was it necessary to be so harsh with a waiter?

Song Qianning didn't care what they thought and continued to call the next one. This time the one who came up was finally pleasing to her eyes and his height was about 1.8 meters. She nodded with satisfaction.

"Name, age, how many people are there in your family? Do you have a family or children?"

Although Gao Yang didn't understand why he asked this, he told the truth. After hearing the other party's name, Song Qianning signaled his third brother to find his questionnaire.

Song Qianning took the questionnaire and looked at it, thinking what a pity, it was rare to meet such a suitable person, but she answered "I don't know" to more than ten out of the twenty questions.

Yes, these twenty questions are what Song Qianning should do if a guest makes unreasonable requests or unexpected situations. Gao Yangxuan doesn't know the answer to any of the four options. It can only be said that such adaptability is not suitable for serving the powerful in the future.

Song Qianning smiled and said you can go now. Song Chengyi was screaming in his heart, why? Why? Why?

Even the four people watching the show behind her did not expect that Gao Yang was not selected. It was obvious that all the conditions met the requirements of the people she had approved before, but she actually let him go.

Murong Jingsheng touched his chin and said, "My Lord! I have been watching for an hour, but I still don't know what your brothers and sisters want to do."

Song Chengyan smiled bitterly and said, "Don't say that you, the Second Prince, don't understand. He doesn't understand it either!"

Murong Jingchu had heard her say before that she wanted to build the same building as Zuimenglou, but the layout of each floor was incomprehensible to him. There were no partitions at all, and everything was connected. There were also a bunch of incomprehensible cabinets and large turntables.

Song Qianxue looked at Gao Yang's departing back, puzzled: "Third sister, why? What Gao Yang told you is exactly what he wanted!"

"She looks pretty, but she has no adaptability or patience. If you accept her, you will only offend the customers. It's better not to accept her."

Song Qianyu couldn't stand her self-righteous look, and said angrily: "You don't even know him, how can you think he will offend the guests."

“He told me this…”

Song Qianning shook the questionnaire in her hand, and Song Qianyu pulled it over to take a look. What a mess! I couldn't understand it.

"Don't worry about it. You won't understand it. All you need to know is that the opera house prefers to have nothing rather than something less than perfect."

Song Chengyi and Song Qianxue looked at each other and stopped talking, which was considered as their agreement. Anyway, to them, this was how they treated the third sister: she was domineering and she had the final say.

Immediately afterwards, a handsome man came up. Everyone before him had been eliminated, so he thought he had no hope either, but he still smiled politely at Song Qianning.

Song Qianning was not satisfied at first, but when she saw the two dimples on his face when he smiled, she took out his questionnaire, which was generally good. She opened the box and took out a small piece of white cloth with the number 07 embroidered on it and handed it to him.

"You passed. From today on, your name in the opera house is Zero Seven. Go sit over there."

Lingqi didn't expect that he would pass. The surprise came so quickly that he was a little confused.

He was not the only one who was confused! Song Chengyi couldn't believe it. Third sister wanted this one instead of the previous one. The previous one was obviously much better looking than this one, why did she choose this one? ?

The considerate Song Qianning didn't wait for the three of them to ask, and immediately answered them considerately: "Don't you think Lingqi's smile is very bright? As the old saying goes, don't hit a smiling person. I believe the guests must like this smile."

The three of them were simply too exhausted to complain, and all they were thinking was, you are right, whatever you say is what it is.

With the example of 07, everyone smiled so kindly afterwards...

The selection was finally completed in less than half an hour. Song Qianning only selected 20 people out of nearly 100 people, and she lamented that it was too difficult to select. She had to recruit again.

Everyone present wanted to complain that your requirements are so strict, it would be impossible to make an easy choice!

Except for the waiters Song Qianning who were named 01 to 25, the chefs and people with special skills have not yet been named. After the follow-up arrangements are made, she plans to distribute the nameplates starting from 801.

Song Qianning didn't want to go through so much trouble, but some of these names were too rustic, like Erdan the Dog, Lai Gou, Pidan, Dahu...

Is this how people call it? ? The thought of calling Goudan for a drink in the opera house is simply amazing, just like a handsome guy saying Goudan at your service and Lingyi at your service. You know which one to choose without even looking at the two.