Chapter 3

Zhang Ye frowned and recalled that the memory fragments in his mind began to be activated, and scenes flashed through his mind like movies.

Innumerable cooking techniques, sauce processing formula, choice of food materials, and even pharmacology, medical theory, eight channels of the human body, acupuncture and medicine, Chinese medicine formula

In addition, a dark golden ancient book appeared in his mind, on which two big characters were written.

Cover the sky!

"What is this ancient book that covers the sky?"

Zhang Ye closed his eyes as if he had entered the world in his mind and slowly opened the first page of the ancient book covering the sky.

Boom!

The words on the ancient books exploded, and in the blink of an eye, they poured in along his seven orifices.

The faint warm current began to flow in his meridians, and the breath of ancient times exploded in his body.

Zhang Ye seemed to be in the middle of a raging fire, and the burning sensation seemed to burn all his limbs and bones.

Power!

My strength is soaring.

More than half an hour later, this weak air flow finally ran for a week, all flowing into the abdomen Dantian.

Zhang Ye slowly opened his eyes, and his face was full of surprise.

It took him only half an hour to cross the first level.

According to the records on the first page of the formula for covering the sky, if a mortal wants to become a monk, he must go through a long period of quenching. They are health preservation, strength training, copper skin, iron bone, hardness and softness, inner strength, jade pulp, channeling, and spiritual change, which are collectively referred to as the acquired nine grades.

only repaired to the period of divine change, and the brain was gradually developed. Finally, the internal force of the whole body was mobilized into the mud gate of the eyebrow of the eyebrow.

However, I don't know how to practice in the back of the gas refining realm. He has no strength to open the second page of the ancient book.

"I didn't expect that there was such a magic cultivation method in this world, and I also got the inheritance of the master of Lian Tian. It seems that I didn't dream last night. It's all true. "

Zhang Ye suddenly jumped up, all over excited numbness, eyes filled with extremely excited light, eager to hold who mercilessly kiss.

He has been fond of cooking since he was a child, but for more than two years, he has always been only a handyman. He is called like a dog every day, but he has not learned any craft.

Even Even fried rice with golden eggs, the most basic food, can't be cooked well.

"Anyway, there is no one in the kitchen now. Why don't I have a try?" He had an idea and was eager to try.

Do what you say.

Zhang Ye directly took out a few eggs from the food cabinet, and made some rice and fresh chives left last night.

He took a deep breath and recalled every step of fried rice with golden eggs in his mind. There was almost no pause in his hand.

Ping Ping.

In the kitchen, suddenly came a symphony of spatula.

Zhang Ye really seems to have been possessed by the God of food, but his action is not half redundant, accurate like a textbook.

His face is still a bit immature, but it is extremely serious, exuding the charm of men can not extricate themselves.

A bowl of fried rice with golden eggs, he did not use two minutes to finish.

Steaming egg fried rice on the plate, like piles of sands, exudes a strong aroma.

Zhang Ye almost straightened his eyes when he looked at his fried rice with eggs. The rich aroma was like a devil, constantly tempting his appetite.

This Did you really make it yourself?

"Why? It's delicious. " At this time, a surprised voice came from the kitchen door.

Ah!

Zhang Ye suddenly turned his head, cold sweat immediately came out.

"Chef Bai, I, I..." Zhang Ye was too scared to move. He was so nervous that he almost choked.

This job is hard for him to stick to now. If he annoys chef Bai now, he can let the hotel fire him in a word.

Chef Bai is different from most people's impression of cooks. He is thin and long. He looks a bit like a weak old scholar before, as if he can be blown away in the wind.

He also has a small appetite. As a well-known chef, he wants to maintain his absolute sense of taste and usually eats very little.

However, Zhang Ye's worry seems to be redundant. Chef Bai doesn't blame him at all. He just looks at the golden fried rice on the console in surprise, and his throat can't help but move.

"You did it?" He raised his head in doubt and looked at Zhang Ye.

"Er, yes, yes, chef Bai, I'm wrong. I shouldn't use hotel ingredients..." Zhang Ye apologizes in fear, for fear that chef Bai will be a little angry with him.

His words were interrupted by chef Bai's wave: "bring me a spoon."

Zhang Ye a Zheng, but immediately reaction, quickly took the chef taste special spoon, respectfully handed him.White chef took the spoon, face very dignified.

He did not rush to start, but gently with a spoon to open the pile of gold fried rice.

The unique flavor of fried rice comes instantly, but it has a very different flavor from those egg fried rice mixed with the smell of oil and fireworks.

It's fragrance!

What's more amazing is that there are no eggs on the plate at all. The golden egg liquid has been wrapped on the full rice grains. With the decoration of fresh green onion, it's like a work of art.

How could this be achieved?

White chef surprised to see Zhang Ye one eye.

He never thought that this young man, who worked as a handyman in his own kitchen two years ago, would quietly produce such excellent craftsmanship.

"Have a taste?" Under the temptation of faint fragrance, chef Bai simply scooped a spoonful and put it into his mouth.

Oh!

His pupils dilated instantly.

The soft and tender eggs are wrapped with slightly dry and hard grains of rice. The fresh and salty aroma of eggs and the sweetness of rice are perfectly integrated, which brings unprecedented impact to his picky taste.

It was the first time he had such delicious fried rice.

Don't talk about yourself. Even the teacher he followed may not be able to make it. How could anyone make such delicious fried rice with eggs.

Chef Bai's heart was full of excitement. He could not stop the spoon in his hand and tried to send it to his mouth like food.

In the blink of an eye, the fried rice with eggs on the plate has been swept away. The clean bottom of the plate seems to have been washed. Zhang Ye wants to cry beside him.

This is my breakfast.

White chef satisfied with a burp, face a little embarrassed: "well, Xiao Zhang ah, you go to rest first, today allow you a day paid leave."

“…… Thank you, chef Bai. I'll get off work first

Zhang Ye speechless out of the kitchen, but did not see the body behind the white chef watching him leave that meaningful eyes.

"This boy is very interesting. He has talent, works hard, and knows how to be patient and keep a low profile. It's a waste of talent for such a man to be a handyman. It seems that we can find him a suitable position. "