Zhang Ye's attitude is very cold, and his eyes are staring at Li Hai, with a mocking look on his lips.
He knew very well in his heart that he had no problem in the seasoning or frying process. But why from the back kitchen to the dining table of the guests in the front hall, it becomes salty and hard to enter?
What's wrong with it? He can understand it with his fingers.
Li Hai's face changed slightly when he looked at him. Disgusting people complained and yelled: "Mr. Gao, you see his attitude, it's too rampant. Now it's this attitude in front of you. It's obvious that he doesn't pay attention to you."
Gao Zong's face is also very ugly. The little chef even refuses to give him face. He not only refuses to admit his mistake, but also seems to be arrogant and arrogant and wants to question others.
"Zhang Ye, what do you want to do? If you don't want to do it, take off your clothes and leave immediately." He said angrily.
Zhang Ye snorted coldly. Although he was angry, he thought of Han Lao, who was kind yesterday. He thought that people were coming for him. No matter how he was in the kitchen, at least he could not let Han Lao down.
He pressed down his anger and began to work again.
Ten minutes later, the two desert oases are ready again and put on the plate again.
"Hum, Master Zhang, you'd better satisfy your guests with your dishes this time, or I don't think you'll be here." Li Hai hurriedly came over and reached out to pick up the plate. His face was full of sarcasm, and his eyes were full of sinister.
Pop!
He was about to pick up the plate hand, but Zhang Ye directly grasp, face suddenly changed, panic said: "you, what do you want to do."
Zhang Ye coldly looking at him, light way: "this dish I personally, personally to Han old apology."
"You..." Li Hai's face suddenly changed, and he knew immediately that his plot had been seen through by Zhang Ye.
It's not only Li Hai, but also Gao Yao, who is beside him, who is also in a bad mood.
But Zhang Ye didn't even look at them. He waved him aside, picked up the plate and walked to the front hall.
Damn it! Zhang Ye, you little bastard, wait for me. There will be so many things like this in the future. I don't believe in you.
Li Hai's eyes were burning with anger, and he wanted to kill Zhang Ye directly.
The restaurant of Yunhai hotel.
Han Guobin's brow is more and more wrinkled and tighter. He didn't want to come here for dinner, but now he is in a bad situation. His mood naturally becomes worse.
If it wasn't for his father sitting beside him, he would have left.
Not long after, Zhang ye came to the two people in front of the plate on the table, said with a smile: "Han Lao, we meet again."
Han opened his eyes slowly and said with a smile: "Zhang boy, it's hard for you."
Zhang Ye said with a quick smile: "Mr. Han is serious. It's my job to cook. It's my duty to serve delicious food to the guests."
As soon as his words were finished, Han Guobin next to him sneered and hit the table heavily with his fingers: "are you Zhang Ye? If the food you're talking about is just like that, I suggest you change your career and do something else. "
His tone is very strong, but it's not aimed at Zhang Ye alone. He even lost his favor and patience for Yunhai hotel.
Zhang Ye was not angry, because he knew what was going on in his heart, so he still said with a smile: "Mr. Han, although I don't know what happened just now, after all, the dish is fried by me, so I sincerely apologize to you. I hope this dish can satisfy you now."
Zhang Ye is talking about it now, and he always keeps a modest smile on his face. Han Guobin doesn't sneer any more.
After all, he just accompanied his father to dinner, and did not deliberately come to Yunhai hotel to find Zhang Ye's trouble, so it also suppressed the impatience in his heart.
"I hope as you said, don't let me down too much." Han Guobin coldly said, and picked up chopsticks in the second spicy bean meat clip a mouthful, into the mouth.
As soon as this mouthful was put into his mouth, Han Guobin's solemn expression disappeared and was replaced by shock.
Fragrant, sweet, clear, salty, slightly spicy.
The four flavors are perfectly integrated. The soft taste explodes directly in his mouth, and the syrup in the bean slices gushes out with the bite of his teeth, which adds to the sweetness again.
The combination of different flavors is becoming more and more distinct. The light spicy will activate all the taste bud cells, and then be filled with sweet taste, and finally the soft clear salty.
He suddenly raised his head, Lengleng looked at Zhang Ye, look a little moved.
It seems that such a young boy is only twenty-four or twenty-five years old. He has skills that other chefs can't match in their whole lives.
Even the famous chefs he hired from all over the country may not be able to surpass him in this desert oasis.How on earth did this hairy boy do it?
"Good! The taste of this dish is so varied that it's memorable. " He yelled, nodded with satisfaction, and finally a smile appeared on his old-fashioned face.
"Master Xiao Zhang really deserves his reputation. Just now, Mr. Han offended me a lot. I hope master Xiao Zhang won't blame me for my bad temper."
South Korean bin sincere apology, the expression on the face of the slightest bit of entanglement.
He is such a character. Although he has been in a high position for a long time, he has become indifferent to ordinary food, but if he really meets excellent craftsmen, he still has great respect.
If there is a mistake, admit it!
This is what Han taught him to be a man from an early age.
Seeing Han Guobin's apology, Zhang Ye said modestly, "President Han, you're going to break him like this."
"No, you don't have to be polite with Guobin, Mr. Zhang. This smelly boy is just a donkey. He can't change his temper for half his life."
Han old smile, also tasted the second desert oasis, taste really don't know than just to delicious hundreds of times.
But he still had a question in his mind. He frowned and asked, "but boy Zhang, I don't understand why the same dish tastes so different twice."
Korean bin also puzzled, asked: "yes, Master Zhang, I do not understand, can you tell me."
After all, it's the first time that master Zhang's food has been returned.
However, Zhang Ye smiles, glances at Li Hai and Gao Yao standing not far behind him, and says, "Han Lao, in fact, there is no difference in the ingredients or the frying process of the dishes I cooked these two times."
"Oh? Is that so? " As soon as Han heard this, the smile from the corner of his mouth began to become meaningful.