These days, Zhang Ye has been worried.
Recently, in the restaurant of Yunhai Hotel, there are more and more people complaining about the limited amount, and even many people are clamoring to have a talk with the boss of Yunhai hotel.
Food is the essence of the people.
It's not a good thing to let these dignitaries come hungry, but they can only come back frustrated.
But now he is not busy at all. Even if mohai oasis has been added to 80, it is just a drop in the bucket.
It's necessary to find a dish that doesn't need to be limited. Otherwise, Zhang Ye thinks that he may be beaten in the future.
People's anger should not be provoked.
Zhang Ye these days more headache this matter, but his skill is limited, pondered for a few days also did not have a clue.
Until just now, Zhou Mengru suddenly said something, but it was like waking up the dreamer and letting him see the sun through the clouds.
Yes!
Hotpot as long as responsible for the bottom material and dip material can, other ingredients do not need to own ah.
It seems that the seal of limited recruitment is about to be broken.
Zhang Ye excitedly picked up Zhou Mengru and scared her to scream: "ha ha, sister Ru, I love you so much. We'll have hot pot tonight."
Do what you say.
Zhang Ye immediately bought some Chinese herbal medicine like food materials, as well as excellent mutton and vegetables according to the records of liantian master's inheritance.
By the time I got back, it was almost nine o'clock.
But now Zhang Ye has no sleepiness at all. His mind is full of excitement. Every work is carried out orderly in Zhou Mengru's curious and envious eyes.
He held the Chinese herbal medicines in his hands and used the internal Qi to maximize their properties and fragrance.
According to the heritage records, in fact, many common Chinese herbal medicines can be used as food materials, such as common wolfberry, tangerine peel, hawthorn and so on.
But dealing with these things almost killed Zhang Ye.
Although a few days ago, he had already entered the realm of copper skin and reached the third grade of the day after tomorrow, his internal power was still weak. It was very difficult to deal with such a medicinal material.
Fortunately, just before his last breath ran out, all the herbs had been disposed of.
Then he took an electric cooker and put water in it to boil. Then he wrapped the excited herbs in gauze and put them in boiling water with onion, ginger and garlic.
Gulu Gulu
The thick soup pot began to emit a strong aroma, which made Zhou Mengru intoxicated.
"Ono, this soup tastes delicious. The food must be delicious." Zhou Mengru said expectantly.
Zhang Ye also laughed, touched the sweat on his forehead, said: "if this can be done, we may open a hot pot city in the future and become the boss ourselves."
"Really?" Zhou Mengru's eyes lit up.
"Of course, if I open a shop in the future, sister Ru will be my boss. How about I work for you?" Zhang yechong holds Zhou Mengru and says affectionately.
Zhou Mengru blushed and shook her head: "that can't do, Ono. You give me everything now. How can I be your boss?"
"Ha ha, sister Ru, you are so interesting. What's yours and mine? Didn't you say that in pinyuxuan today. My everything is yours. Why are you so clear now? " Zhang Ye said with a smile.
"Well." Zhou Mengru nodded, with a warm heart.
"Well, let's not talk about this. Let's eat first." Zhang Ye let go of her with a smile, put the dipping materials on the table, and took the dishes and chopsticks to sit down.
"Then I'll eat it first." Looking forward, Zhou Mengru picked up the chopsticks, put two pieces of mutton in the pot, wrapped them with dipping materials and put them into her mouth.
Oh!
The expression on her face became joyful. She breathed coolly, but she couldn't bear to spit out the delicious meat in her mouth.
"It's delicious." Zhou Mengru greatly praised the way.
Looking at his beloved woman eating so happy, Zhang Ye also laughed, conveniently also picked up meat hot hot, wrapped in dip into his mouth.
Poof!
Meat just into the mouth, even two seconds, Zhang Ye suddenly turned to vomit out, his face is tangled look.
Is there something wrong with sister Ru's taste? How can such bitter soup taste good.
Zhang Ye speechless looking at the soup on the table, and get together to smell, eyebrows are twisted together.
"What's the matter with you, Ono? Are you hot?" Zhou Mengru hurriedly came over and asked with great concern.
"Ha ha." Zhang Ye wry smile, helpless way: "Ru elder sister, why don't you directly tell me good bad, my self-esteem is not so important."
"No, it's really delicious." Zhou Mengru some inexplicable blink, puzzled asked."Why? This soup is very bitter. Why... " Zhang Ye said, suddenly woke up.
In an instant, he understood why there was such a mistake.
It is because the cultivation of Zhetian ancient books has enhanced his five senses to a very terrible level, and the taste buds are extremely sensitive.
Because of this, the bitterness that Zhou Mengru couldn't eat was magnified countless times in his mouth.
But even so, Zhang Ye frowned.
He is not a person who just likes to make do with everything, especially on his own dream road.
Zhang Ye's strict demands on himself make him like to evolve his cooking skills to absolute perfection, and no flaw is allowed, not to mention this devastating mistake.
I must find a way to get rid of the bitterness. Otherwise, when I open a hot pot shop in the future, this kind of signature immortal soup can never be sold publicly.
Although Zhang Ye is just a small chef in Yunhai hotel at this time, he has already had the idea of opening his own shop in his heart.
Although he just said it casually, when Zhou Mengru heard that he would open a hot pot shop, his face looked forward to it, which made his heart move.
It seems that sister Ru is also looking forward to opening her own shop.
However, it is true that working for others is not a long-term solution after all, and now I have people I want to protect.
In order to make sister Ru live a better life, he must work harder.
Looking at his eyebrows locked in embarrassment, Zhou Mengru felt a little distressed, but also felt that he was useless, unable to help his beloved man share the slightest difficulty.
Zhou Mengru slowly hugs Zhang Ye's head in his arms, and wants to bring some warm things to the man with his tenderness. Qian Qian's jade hand gently smoothes his frown.
Zhang Ye smelled the familiar fragrance and felt the softness on his face. He slowly looked up at Zhou Mengru's worried face and said with a smile:
"sister Ru, I'm sorry to worry you."
"Don't say that, Ono. I'm useless. I can't help you. I'm just a burden to you." Zhou Mengru said, with a touch of bitterness on her face.
Zhang Ye held her in his arms, let her sit on his legs, face very seriously said: "Ru elder sister, I don't allow you to say that again."
"But I..."
"No, but you are you. Even if you don't do anything, as long as you are here, I can settle down and come up with solutions for the most difficult things. This is the greatest help to me."
"Thank you, Ono." Zhou Mengru was moved to tears and choked silently.