Chapter 47

Salty? impossible.

Yao pangzi was stunned. He cooked this dish for hundreds of times. How could he not even put salt, the most basic seasoning correctly.

But he looked at Zhang Ye's serious expression, and then looked at the white chef's disdainful eyes, his heart also beat drum.

Is it really salty?

Fat Yao is not sure.

He took a spoon carefully, dipped it in the sauce and put it on his tongue.

His face turned pale in an instant, and he barely swallowed the sauce with a black face, which was the last bit of dignity reserved for himself.

It's salty. It's just unbearable.

No wonder chef Bai doesn't even taste it. With his precise sense of smell, I'm afraid he has already smelled the salty taste.

Suddenly, he remembered that he was interfered by Feng Yan when he was putting salt. He looked back at her.

Was it that time?

The more fat Yao thought about it, the more right he was, and his face became more and more gloomy: "no, it's not fair. Just now, when I was cooking, Feng Yan deliberately interfered with me, which made me make this small mistake carelessly. I can make a new one. "

White chef speechless shook his head, and even lazy to say anything to him, a little Zhang Ye said: "tell him, what is wrong with him."

Zhang Ye is more speechless. He didn't want to offend people. It's not that he's afraid of fat Yao. He just thinks it's very troublesome.

But now the chef asked him to explain, he could only harden his head and say: "master Yao, as a chef, the dishes we need to cook are our mission. When we cook, we have to concentrate and not be disturbed by anything at all. "

"Hum, hear me, master Yao, if you don't understand the most basic principle, you are not qualified to be a cook." Chef Bai finally mends the knife.

Yao pangzi was trembling, but he was speechless. He gritted his teeth and said, "I don't believe it. Even if I don't do it well this time, I don't believe that Zhang Ye, a small handyman, can do better than me after just a few days on the stove."

Haven't you given up yet?

Everyone looked at him with disdain.

For this kind of people who play tricks and refuse to admit counsels, everyone's attitude is surprisingly consistent, that is, chiguoguo's disdain.

Chef Bai smiles and reaches out his hand to push the already cool desert oasis slowly in front of him: "facts speak louder than words. Try it, and let yourself see how big the gap between you and Ono is."

"The gap? Hum, I've been studying arts for ten years. When I was 28 years old, I would be worse than him? " Yao chubby didn't accept the sneer and put a mouthful of beans into his mouth.

In a flash!

His disdain and contempt froze in his face.

Shocked!

It was a tremendous shock.

That strong sweet and spicy, with endless changes, directly burst open in his mouth unprepared, instantly throughout his soul.

Even if it's half cold, it's almost like leftovers.

But why is it so fragrant and sweet.

Bean slices not only have no dry taste, but are full of juice, which is poured directly into the mouth with the teeth cut.

Yao pangzi suddenly turned his head and looked at Zhang Ye, the former handyman he had never looked at.

How can it be? How old is he this year? Why can he have such terrible craftsmanship.

Yao pangzi's face was cloudy and sunny, and his eyes were filled with strong shock and frustration of being conquered by Zhang Ye's cooking skills.

Chef Bai looked at all these and asked with a smile, "how is it, master Yao? Are you convinced now?"

"I, I..."

Master Yao's face turned to the color of pig liver. He was unwilling but helpless. He bit his teeth and said to Zhang Ye, "Master Zhang, I'm sorry. I lost this dish."

When he said that, he was about to bow to Zhang Ye and apologize, but he was immediately held by the quick eyed Zhang Ye. He only heard him say with a smile:

"master Yao, don't do that. As I said before, I'm just a little chef. I'm not good at one or two dishes. I have a lot to learn from you in the future. Like this red wine stewed beef, I can't make it. "

Yao pangzi looked at Zhang Ye in a daze, and finally sighed deeply: "Alas, the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead. Master Xiao Zhang, your cooking skills are superb, and you have no moral character to say. I'm convinced."

He shook his head with a wry smile and let go of the knot. Instead, he turned to the white chef and said, "Lao Bai, it seems that we are all old. With Ono in the future, I'm afraid your position will soon be unstable."

White chef with a smile, rolled his eyes and said: "bullshit, he wants to move my seat? Before he reached his goal, I kicked him out of Yunhai hotel. Last time, who was going to invest 10 million in this boy. Zhang ten million, you call that nickname. "

Yao pangzi was so embarrassed that he wanted to find a crack in the ground.

A disturbance about the cooking skills and the status of the chef soon passed.From that day on, Yao fatty's attitude to Zhang Ye was obviously better, and there was no more quirky pricking.

Last time, Douchu completely convinced Yao fatty, but also let Zhang Ye fall another nickname besides Zhang ten million.

Zhang yinnie.

Now everyone has really regarded him as a demon.

Three days ago, he was a handyman who couldn't do anything except wash vegetables and mop the floor for sanitation. He couldn't even cook things that ordinary people can fry.

But now his emperor's fried rice is sold to a daily limit. Although mohai oasis has not yet been introduced into the menu, it has completely conquered the taste buds of chef Bai, and even shocked chef Yao into silence.

If such a person is not evil.

What kind of person is that?

At more than 4 p.m., Zhang Ye, who had been busy with all his work, came to the herbal medicine market instead of being idle.

Tonight, he will go to the old friends Bureau of Mo Yunhai to have a dinner. More importantly, he will promote his medicinal wine.

Now that he has some money, he is no longer stingy. He bought herbs of some years. Then he bought two bottles of good wine worth several hundred yuan in the supermarket.

Seven in the evening.

Yunhai hotel is already resplendent with bright lights. A taxi slowly stops at the door of the hotel, but it makes people around show strange looks.

"I'll take a taxi to Yunhai Hotel these days to force it?" Someone said in surprise.

"Who knows? I'm not sure he's a tough guy. He was killed by those money worshippers." Another voice was full of envy and jealousy.

"Stop it. Look, that guy's out of the car."

"No, I'm so young? I don't think it's stealing money from my family and spoiling it. "

"I don't learn well at a young age, and I don't know how to educate my family."

Zhang Ye got out of the taxi, tidied up his pleated clothes and went straight to the hotel.

When the doorman saw him coming, he was immediately excited and said with a smile, "Zhang Shao, you're here."