Zhang Ye pondered over the treatment of Shenxian soup all morning, and finally found the answer in the inheritance.
But the answer made him laugh bitterly, because the answer was so simple that he felt helpless.
It's just that he didn't have enough internal Qi cultivation, so he didn't spare any effort to get rid of the bitter taste of the herbs while stimulating their properties.
If you want to thoroughly stimulate the drug properties, to make a real immortal soup, he must reach the acquired four grade level.
It's easy to say, but it's the most difficult thing for Zhang Ye.
After all, it's the cultivation of internal Qi, and it's not to refuel the car. Just go to the gas station less.
In ancient times, there was a saying that one person in one million years of cultivation rose to the top. We can see how difficult it was to cultivate.
There is no shortcut to this road at all, not to mention the surge of people in modern society and the lack of aura.
"It seems that if you want to break through the iron bone realm of the next four products as soon as possible, you must look for herbs of the last year." Zhang is planning on it.
In addition to Shenxian soup, there is another thing that makes him feel embarrassed and embarrassed, that is Feng Yan.
After yesterday's incident, Feng Yan's attitude towards him changed a lot, such as this morning.
He still came to the kitchen of the hotel early, but he didn't see Feng Yan for a long time. Almost when he was about to start serving breakfast, Feng Yan came.
Feng Yan's mental state is obviously not good. Although her face is decorated with cosmetics, she is still haggard.
"Ono, you're here. Did you receive what I sent you yesterday?" When Feng Yan saw him, she just asked faintly.
Calm tone, not the slightest bit of the past playful lively, she seems to change the personal like, quiet heartache.
Zhang Ye nodded. He wanted to say something, but he couldn't open his mouth after all. He sighed in his heart.
At this time, he didn't know how to face Feng Yan, especially after he knew what sister Yan'er thought of him.
"We will still be friends, but we can only be friends forever..."
Feng Yan's words still reverberate in his ears, but Zhang Ye's heart is a little bit uncomfortable, as if his heart had been taken away and become incomplete.
But Zhang Ye immediately surprised, and even showed an incredible look in his eyes.
"Do you have a special feeling for sister Yan'er unconsciously? No, it's absolutely impossible. It's ridiculous. I just treat her as my sister. It's absolutely impossible to have feelings between men and women. "
He shook his head and tried to deny the absurd idea.
But the more you deny it, the more you want to grow like a fertilized weed, and you can't stop it.
It seems that we have to talk to sister Yan'er, otherwise there will be problems.
His mind fixed attention, began today's work, and the morning passed peacefully.
And towards noon, Yunhai hotel restaurant ushered in a distinguished guest, even let Vice President Gao Yao come out to greet with a smile.
He was a vigorous old man with a kind smile on his face. He was accompanied by a man in his forties, with an old-fashioned and serious look.
Han Lao's arrival shocked the whole Yunhai hotel. No one thought that the leading figure in the antique jade industry, who had always lived in seclusion, would suddenly come here for dinner.
"Han Lao, why are you here?" With a respectful smile on his face, Gao Yao asked warmly.
Mr. Han laughed and said, "I heard that there is a chef named Xiao Zhang who is very good at cooking. I also like to eat, so I came here with Guobin's admiration."
Next to the South Korean bin is still a serious face, do not see any emotional fluctuations.
He is Han Lao's youngest son, but he is also in his forties.
The ups and downs of the business sea for decades has made him have a calm face. No matter what happens, his face will always be so prim and upright.
Master Zhang?
Gao Yao was shocked.
He didn't expect that Mr. Han came here today for the new three chefs in the hotel, and that he had a holiday with Zhang Ye.
How is that possible?
No matter how talented a little boy is, he is limited by his age, and his cooking skills can be improved.
After all, chef is a career that depends on years and experience. Qualification is very important.
This Zhang Ye in the end what ability, unexpectedly become three kitchen less than a month, even Han Lao such dignified people are shocked.
No, this man must not stay any longer. We must find a way to let him get out of the way.
Gao Yao in the heart of the cold calculation, smiling entertaining Han into the hotel restaurant.
But at this time, no one noticed that there was a pair of eyes looking at them coldly behind the group, and vicious smiles were rising from the corners of their mouths.Gao Yao respectfully arranged the best seat for Han Lao, and then trotted all the way to the kitchen.
Now the white chef is not in the kitchen, no scruples of Gao Yao become more rampant up, directly yelled: "Zhang Ye, hurry to me out."
Zhang Ye is mending some beans that he needs at noon. When he hears someone calling his name, he looks up in doubt and just sees Gao Yao not far away.
"Mr. Gao, you call me?"
Gao Yao looked up and down at Zhang Ye in front of him. He couldn't help but despise him.
This boy is nothing special. How can he attract so many regular customers in a short time.
If it's special, there's a little bit. The boy's hands are too tender, thin and long, just like a woman's hands.
This kind of hand can also shake the spoon?
Gao Yao's face was full of scorn and nodded indifferently: "Zhang Ye, hurry to make two of your specialty dishes. Here comes the distinguished guest in the front hall. Mr. Han of pinyuxuan knows that if you make him unhappy, you can't afford to go away. "
Is Mr. Han here?
Zhang Ye was a little surprised. He just talked about it yesterday. He didn't really think that a noble man like Mr. Han would come here to eat his craft.
"OK, Mr. Gao, I will try my best." He nodded, but the hand action is still so insipid but serious, meticulous.
"Hey, I said if you heard me, do it quickly. Mr. Han outside is still waiting. What are you holding up here?" When Gao Yao saw that he was still brushing the bean slices, he could not help frowning.
Zhang Ye did not pay attention to him, but still continue to work on, his mouth just light said: "if these beans are not processed immediately, they can not be used."
"You..." Gao Yao was choked by his words and his eyes were cold.
Pop!
He rushed forward, swept all the beans on the operating platform on the ground, and said angrily, "now you can start."