Chapter 865
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Phyllis stared blankly for a while before coming back to her senses. She hurriedly averted her gaze as a faint blush appeared on her face. She then sat down beside Chris.
Meg placed two glasses of water in front of Chris and Phyllis before sitting down opposite of Phyllis. He smiled and said, "Miss Phyllis?"
"Yes." Phyllis softly replied. She lowered her head slightly and looked at the transparent glass in front of her. She didn't dare to look into Meg's eyes again.
Meg looked at Phyllis who had her head lowered. She didn't seem to be the same as yesterday when she was about to jump off the back of the Gryphon. He smiled and said, "I am Meg, the owner of Mamy's. Since Boss Chris brought you here, I presume that you already have some understanding of our restaurant. However, I need to test your ability first."
"Okay." Phyllis nodded her head and unconsciously clenched her fists. She had thought that she would be able to get the job after coming here. She didn't expect that this boss would want to test her. If she didn't pass the test, then she wouldn't be able to get the job.
Chris was a little anxious. He had gone through a lot of trouble to get Phyllis here, but now Meg wanted to test her. Wasn't this a joke? He hurriedly said, "Mr. Mak, Miss Phyllis is extremely intelligent. Moreover, she only needs a salary of 1500 copper coins a month. I don't think this test is necessary."
"This is the restaurant's rule. It is also my principle. My restaurant doesn't need a vase waitress. What I need is a truly capable employee," Meg said with a serious look on his face.
Chris glared at him. Was this still the same guy who had said in the morning that he was looking for a well-behaved and obedient person who could be raised by him?
Phyllis's eyes lit up. She didn't want to be a vase, nor did she want to earn dirty money by lying down. However, she heard respect from Meg. Even if she only had a salary of 1500 copper coins, she had to show her worth before she could be hired. She looked up at Meg and said with a serious look on her face, "Please test me."
"What kind of work do you think you can be in charge of in this restaurant? Do you have any corresponding abilities? "Meg asked Phyllis seriously.
The reason why Meg hired Phyllis as a waitress was that he wanted to fulfill his promise to Irina to take care of her. However, Meg really didn't want to add a fancy vase to the restaurant. After all, Sally and Mia were much prettier than Phyllis. He offered her an opportunity, not a job.
As for why he had asked Chris, it was because he did not want Phyllis to know that he was Electrolux.
A secret was a secret because only a few people knew about it. If more people knew about it, the secret would not be a secret anymore.
"What kind of work is it?" A thoughtful look appeared on Phyllis's face. She looked around the restaurant and found that it was spotless. Even the most difficult corner of the restaurant didn't have the slightest stain or dust. It was obvious that the restaurant didn't lack a qualified cleaner.
As for serving customers, she didn't think she had the courage or ability to do so. She couldn't even speak fluently in front of strangers.
Finally, her eyes fell on the direction of the kitchen. Her eyes lit up, and a confident look appeared on her face. She looked at Meg and said, "I can help in the kitchen. My cooking skills are among the top five in The Wind Forest."
"Top five?" Meg looked a little surprised.
"Top five!" Chris's voice was also elongated. He stared at Phyllis as if he was looking at a treasure. He rolled his eyes and said with a smile, "Mr. Mak, if you don't think it's suitable, I'll take Miss Phyllis away first. I'll find a suitable one for you later. If you don't trust me, I can refund the deposit of 300 yuan to you."
What a joke! An elf whose culinary skills could rank in the top five in the Wind Forest could be the head chef in any restaurant he wanted!
Especially those restaurants that specialized in elf specialties. Such an excellent elf would cost at least 10000 copper coins, or even more.
He now regretted that he didn't try to get more information from Phyllis on the way here.
"Don't worry, Mr. Chris. We'll only know if it's suitable after we try it. The restaurant is currently lacking an assistant chef. If Miss Phyllis's cooking skills are really as good as what she said, then she's very suitable for the restaurant." Mag smiled. He was naturally able to see through Crease's intentions. He rose to his feet, and made his way to the kitchen as he said, "Then please demonstrate your abilities to me, Young Mistress Firis."
Phyllis stood up and followed Meg to the kitchen door. She looked at the clean and bright kitchen. There were all kinds of strange pots, bowls, ladles, and bowls. There was a knife rack at the side. There were all kinds of knives hanging on the knife rack. There was a big rectangular kitchen knife with a thick back. It was especially eye-catching. Phyllis couldn't help but open her mouth wide.
A chef always cared about the kitchen the most. She was very satisfied with her own kitchen. It had the most complete kitchen utensils in The Wind Forest.
However, compared with Meg's kitchen, her kitchen was nothing. She had no idea what the various knives hanging on the wall were for.
"Pick a kitchen knife and cut this potato into rice-sized pieces. The more uniform the shape, the better," Meg said to Phyllis as he took out a potato from the freezer and put it on the chopping board.
"Rice-Sized?" Looking at the potato, Phyllis didn't show any fear. She slowly walked to the saber rack and looked at the shining sabers. After hesitating for a while, she reached out and took down the thick and heavy saber at the top of the rack.
Although the knife looked a little old-fashioned, it seemed to have a magical power. She couldn't ignore its existence. Even though there were more beautiful and lighter knives beside it, she still picked up the knife in the end.
The knife was slightly cold in her hand. It was twice as heavy as an ordinary kitchen knife. It didn't seem heavy at all. Instead, it had a good texture. She felt that it was just right.
"You have good taste." Meg looked at the Chinese kitchen knife in Phyllis's hand with a hint of surprise on his face.
Phyllis walked to the side of the chopping board and gently raised her hand, causing the potato on the chopping board to hover in the air. Then, the kitchen knife in her hand swept across the potato like a whirlwind, and the thin potato skin fluttered to the ground. She barely peeled off the potato at all.
"Amazing!" Chris, who was standing at the door, stared at the scene with his eyes wide open.
The potato skin was peeled in the blink of an eye. The potato landed lightly on the chopping board. The kitchen knife fell. Only the afterimage and the sound of the knife falling on the chopping board could be heard. It was crisp and melodious. It was exceptionally stable.
When the sound stopped, Phyllis put down the knife and took two steps back. A pile of rice-sized potatoes was neatly piled up. They were golden and almost identical in size.
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