Chapter 86

But Zhang Ye is sweating. Fortunately, the bean slices in his hand are the ingredients that he has been used to, otherwise he will definitely discard those things.

After finishing the raw materials of mohai oasis that he needed in the evening, Zhang Ye finally got the dipping materials of hot pot.

Minced garlic, sesame paste, fermented bean curd, sesame oil, pepper and salt, spicy oil, and even some people like leek.

These are also treated by Zhang Ye with internal force. The flavor of Fen Xiang is just right. It's Just smelling that it's so delicious.

"Dinner."

Zhang Yefei quickly did this, for fear that the two women in the kitchen would continue to talk like this, and whether they would really talk about how to divide up their own links.

Zhou Mengru on Friday, Feng Yan on Saturday, and Huo Mingwei on Sunday?

Pooh!

No shame.

Zhang Ye felt that he was very shameless, but still could not help quietly rising Huo Mingwei's bright eyes, white teeth and cold face.

Ding Dong!

Just as the people were already sitting on the table preparing to have a meal, Huo Mingwei also arrived.

"Huo's sister, come and sit beside me. We old acquaintances are short of you." Wang Guizhi said with a smile.

Huo Mingwei showed a smile, nodded and sat beside Wang Guizhi casually.

She is still dressed like that today. It seems that no matter what kind of clothes she wears on her body, it can set off a high and cold style.

Looking at the arrival of all the regular guests and kitchen staff of Yunhai Hotel, Zhang Ye also stood up with a glass of white water:

"everyone, it's my honor to come to my little chef's home for dinner. I would like to thank you for your care and support during this period of time. Now let's drink instead of water. Here's to everyone. "

"Wait, Ono, how can you do without drinking? You have to change the wine." Lin Xinghao immediately yelled.

Others nodded, saying that they had to drink today. Even the cold Huo Mingwei added: "if you don't drink, it's still a man."

Zhang Ye looked at everyone helplessly and said with a bitter smile: "everyone, I don't want to drink, but as you know, cooks are not allowed to drink if they want to keep sensitive taste. Chef Bai, please explain it for me. "

White chef nodded with a smile, said: "yes, the chef really should maintain a sharp enough sense of taste, but things are not absolute, not to mention wine is also a kind of food, drinking once in a while is nothing."

Zhang Ye is so stupid that even chef Bai says so. What else can he say.

Lin Xinghao struck while the iron was hot, and put a bottle of beer in front of him with a bang: "Ono, you have to drink anyway today. Eating hot pot without drinking beer is just tasteless. "

"That's to say, we'll learn from Liangshan heroes today. We'll drink a lot and eat a lot of meat." Zhao Dahu said forthrightly.

Finally see really refuse not to drop, Zhou Mengru also gently grasped Zhang Ye's hand, gentle said: "small wild, otherwise you drink less today."

"This Well, since everyone says that, I'll get drunk with you today. " Zhang Ye nodded, no longer binding himself.

"Look, sister Ru's words still work. Tut Tut, I can't imagine that Ono is still a hen pecked man. You can ask for your own happiness in the future, ha ha... "

Lin Xinghao's funny words immediately made everyone laugh, including Zhang Ye and Zhou Mengru. Only Feng Yan's smile was a little bitter. It was a faint loss in her heart while she was happy for Zhang Ye and Zhou Mengru.

If I had been a little braver, or the person who accompanied Ono today, I would have been myself.

Cheers!

After a glass of beer, the atmosphere on the table began to become warm. Everyone's eyes were staring at the two steaming pots in the middle of the table, and their saliva was about to flow out.

Today, they specially came to taste Zhang Ye's new dishes, and the biggest feature of today is unlimited.

It's a great gift for them to be able to eat without limit. Lin Xinghao even waited for lunch.

When Zhao Dahu heard about eating hot pot, he also specially brought a lot of high-end seafood, such as sea cucumber, lobster and abalone, as well as Hawaiian shellfish and nine tail snail.

This guy finally wanted to take Tianjiu wing and Australian red crab, but he was rejected by Zhang Ye for a simple reason He can't do it at all.

When the lid was opened, the steaming water gushed out, and the unique rich fragrance of Shenxian soup filled the whole room.

"It smells good."

They could not help but exclaim. Their faces were full of happiness. Their eyes were wide open and they wanted to eat immediately.

Mr. Han is mature and prudent in the end. He asked with a smile: "boy Zhang, you must be famous for this soup pot bottom material?"

Everyone's eyes looked at Zhang Ye again, holding his breath and waiting for his explanation.

Zhang Ye laughed, nodded and began to make up a lie: "this is an ancient method of preparing the base material. It's called Shenxian soup. It's handed down by an imperial chef of my ancestors. I've just been browsing through my family's Classics and found out by accident. "He said so casually, but he didn't dare to tell the truth to these people. After all, it was too sensational, and the truth was doubtful.

"Oh?" Han was surprised to hear this and said with a smile, "so you are the descendant of Zhang Yulu, the God of food in the late Ming Dynasty?"

Zhang Yulu?

Everyone was surprised. No one thought that Zhang Ye had such a rich background. No wonder he cooked so delicious.

Zhang Ye was more surprised than others, because he did not expect that there was a god of food surnamed Zhang in history: "Han Lao, do you know my ancestors?"

"Ha ha, it seems that God is doomed." Han Lao said with a smile and nodded to his little son, Han Guobin.

Han Guobin's old-fashioned face also showed a smile at this time. He took a brocade box from the side and handed it to Zhang Ye: "Master Zhang, my father originally wanted to give you a set of God of food knife, but he didn't expect that it turned out to be the owner. I have to say that this is God's will."

Zhang Yulu's kitchen knife!

Now Zhang Ye was subdued. He took the brocade box with respectful hands and opened it carefully. There were more than a dozen knives of different sizes in it.

Mori cold, sharp, the ring of the years can not erase its edge.

Zhang Ye took out a kitchen knife and held it in his hand. There was a feeling of blood connection. The internal Qi in his body was churning and surging. He entered the knife along the palm of his hand without any obstruction.

Shua!

He tried to wave for a while, the cold light suddenly appeared, which made people feel as if the space was going to be split.

"Good Dao, I can't believe there is such a good Dao in the world." Zhang Ye can't help but get excited.