Chapter 45

Yao fat see Zhang Ye promised down, in fact, the heart is some uneasy.

He was very clear about the taste of the emperor's fried rice. He had tasted it himself and knew that he could not fry it.

It is because of this that he tries to fight Zhang Ye, trying to squeeze him out of the kitchen of Yunhai Hotel, so as not to be replaced one day.

However, when he saw the food prepared by Zhang Ye, he almost burst out laughing, and his infinite sense of superiority suddenly rose.

"Pepper bean slice meat, ha ha, this kind of garbage dish in the fly restaurant can also be taken out. Zhang ten million, I think you are the same thing. "

Yao chubby sneer, at the same time take out their own needs of food, ready to do a specialty of their own.

Stewed beef with red wine.

Hum, wait for me to make you speechless, take the initiative to admit that you are not as good as me, and then you will not be obedient enough to apologize and beg for mercy.

Chef Bai, sooner or later, I will step on you, too. At that time, I will stand in the position of chef of Yunhai Hotel and accept people's praise and glory.

As soon as he thought of being a chef and being interviewed by various media, his face was very happy.

The atmosphere in the kitchen became extremely solidified. It was quiet as if you could hear a needle drop.

"You say, is Onoko OK or not?"

"It's hard to say. After all, he was a handyman a few days ago. What's more, what he's famous for now is the emperor's fried rice, and he hasn't really seen it. "

"I think it's hard for him to win over Yao pangzi's specialty, beef stewed in red wine, by the way of spicy bean meat, which is a dish in the country fly restaurant. It's really too difficult."

"Alas, this time, the white chef has lost his sight. Who knows if Onoko is a young man because he can't hold his breath."

Other people in the kitchen began to whisper. They all knew that the fight between Yao fatty and Zhang Ye had changed, and the spearhead was directed at chef Bai.

Once Yao fat man wins, the white chef's face will not look good. After all, Zhang Ye is particularly optimistic about him and supports his present position.

Even chef Bai himself was serious at this time, and the light in his eyes showed that he was slightly upset.

Feng Yan clenched the powder fist, in the heart unceasingly for Zhang Ye drum strength son.

In the whole kitchen, only Zhang Ye looks as usual. He has completely entered the state of cooking. He is not moved by all foreign things, and can't even hear the whispers nearby.

Put three pieces of beans neatly on the operating platform, he picked up the prepared soft brush, dipped a little honey gently, and took a deep breath.

The first brush begins.

Zhang Yeping stopped breathing, and the internal Qi in his body gushed out from the Dantian, and wound his right hand around the soft brush.

He knew every inch of honey on the bean slices like the palm of his hand, and his inner Qi also gushed out.

With his brush, the internal structure of the bean flakes is broken by the internal air, and the taste becomes extremely soft. Honey is poured into it evenly to adjust its dryness.

The whole ten minutes, he was repeating this action, bean sized sweat from the forehead, we can see how much consumption.

Until the soybean slices sizing, cutting and other processes are all finished.

Zhang Ye finally breathed a sigh of relief, put down the brush, took the towel Feng Yan just handed over, wiped the sweat, and said to her with a smile: "thank you, sister Yan'er."

Feng Yan smiles sweetly and says with a pink Fist: "Xiao Ye, work hard to make fat Yao dry."

Er!

Zhang Ye didn't know what to say, so he could only continue to work.

But this time, instead of using a steamer to help absorb the beans, he put the beans directly into the freezer and locked the honey in the beans with cold air.

Then he took the bright red pork, Shua Shua Shua several knife down, the thin meat has appeared on the chopping board, he used starch in the bowl pickled.

The swordsman, the speed, the people who watched were stunned.

Zhang Ye didn't waste any time. He took the green pepper again, but instead of cutting it directly like she did at sister Wang's house yesterday, he carved it on the green pepper with the tip of a knife.

Shua Shua!

Between the sharp blades flashing, pieces of green pepper fell on the operating platform, but it was really like a small oasis, on which the carved trees and plants were lifelike.

After the carving of two green peppers, a dozen small oases appeared on the cutting board, which were put on the white porcelain plate for use.

"Ono's skill is very powerful. I didn't expect that his fried rice is delicious, and the sculptors are no inferior."

"Yes, Ono, but I've grown up in the kitchen these two years. I'm sure it won't be bad."

"Gunduzi, you were not optimistic about Ono just now."

"Well, I didn't want him to be too proud to hear that."

People in the kitchen have changed their attitude one after another. Although Zhang Ye didn't understand why he was dealing with the bean flakes just now, they were completely shocked by the amazing craftsmanship.There was also chef Bai who was shocked. As soon as his eyes brightened, he felt strange: "this boy, how many good things are hidden in the end."

Although Feng Yan didn't know much about cooking, she saw Zhang Ye's dazzling sculptors and cried out confidently: "Xiao Ye will win. Come on, let fat Yao eat the spoon."

Bang!

Yao fatty heavily put the spoon in his hand on the console, gritted his teeth and glanced this way. His eyes were full of venom.

Zhang Ye's sculptor just now, he really saw it, and he was scared. At the same time, he was more determined to push Zhang Ye out of the kitchen.

It's too late!

With the oil into the pot, Zhang Ye quickly put the red pepper and pepper into it, just ten seconds to take out, rich pepper fragrant when overflowing the kitchen.

After that, the scallion sauteed the oil in the frying pan again. The meat slices were half cooked, and the green peppers were stir fried for seven or eight times. Immediately pour the main ingredients into the pan.

Zhang Ye's expression is serious, and the inner Qi gradually covers the frying pan. He feels the temperature of the flame difficultly.

Pa pa pa

The sound of the spatula colliding is mixed with the sound of the flame booming, forming a beautiful kitchen symphony.

In just five minutes, the minced pork with pepper and beans, renamed mohai oasis, has been put on the plate.

Zhang Ye even carefully rinsed the spatula, which was easy to smile, holding a plate respectfully in front of the white chef.

"Chef, I'm done."

White chef with a satisfied smile, very satisfied with Zhang Ye's performance, nodded: "well, it seems that you are really out of my expectation

"It's all grown by the chef, and Ono is very grateful." Zhang Ye said modestly.

"Come on, if we don't want to do that kind of thing between us, please find me a pair of chopsticks. If you don't cook well, I'll let you go back and wash the potatoes. "

White chef said with a smile, conveniently took the chopsticks handed over by someone nearby, and put a mouthful of beans into his mouth.

In a flash!

His face changed.