"You, what are you going to do? If you have something to say, I can tell you that now is a society ruled by law, killing people is against the law."
When Zhang Hua saw Geng Le pulling out a sharp knife, he turned pale and looked at him in horror. His voice was a little out of tune.
Huh?
Geng le was stunned when he said that. He immediately laughed and said, "director Zhang, don't worry. It's not used to deal with you. This knife has never been stained with blood."
He said, looking left and right at the roast sheep on the table, looking for a suitable cutting position, he suddenly poked the sight into it, and then made a quick stroke. The sharp edge of the knife instantly opened the belly of the test, and an incomparable fragrance came out from it, which filled the whole room in an instant.
"It smells good. What is it? How can it smell so good?" Zhang Hua said in shock.
Not only he was so shocked, but Shen Lu was also a little shocked, but she didn't show it. Instead, she kept smiling and chanting, only her straight eyes betrayed her.
Instead, Zhang Ye didn't change his expression all the time. Instead, he closed his eyes slightly, and his terrible smell began to exert its power.
"Well, yes, it's a good idea. Use the lamb's abdominal cavity as a container, put onion, butter, spare ribs, Qingyuan Chicken, tomato, potato and radish together, and then pour in bone soup. When the lamb is roasted with high fire, it's also boiling the food inside. When the lamb is roasted, the food inside is just good, good."
Zhang Ye didn't even look inside. He could tell exactly what food was in the air just by the floating fragrance in the air. We could see how terrible the sense of smell was.
"Hey, master, you're still very good. You can tell me the way of thinking, the way of doing and the food match clearly just by the taste. I'm far from the apprentice." Geng Le said with a modest smile, in fact, with his current strength, Zhang Ye can also do this, but can not do so accurately.
"Xiaole, you don't have to be so modest. You can have such ideas and creativity as you have now. Coupled with your cooking skills, you are already the top chef in the world." Zhang Ye light smile, and then said: "but you this dish should be used to urge the fire, as we all know, roast whole sheep is not easy to penetrate into the inside, not to mention the abdominal cavity of the food to cook the best heat."
"Yes, master, I really used some magic power to make this dish, so I'm the only one who can make it in the banquet. This is also a bottleneck of the banquet, which restricts a lot of my ideas, but there's really no way. After all, I can't let all the cooks of the banquet practice it." Geng Le said with a bitter smile.
Ha ha!
When Zhang ye heard this, he immediately laughed, turned to Shen Lu and said, "wife, see, Xiao Le is complaining to me."
"Hee hee, then you can help him. Anyway, it will be well known sooner or later. You can just find a skill and let others practice it." Shen Lu said with a smile.
"Well, my wife has a point." Zhang Ye nodded and said to Geng Le, "Xiaole, you hear me. I will solve this problem later. You can make bold innovations in the dishes. My previous goal was to promote Chinese food all over the world. Now it seems that this goal is basically completed. Then my next goal is to promote the picnic to the throne of God, so that the food of other countries can never catch up with it. "
"Yes, master, I see." Geng le was suddenly excited.
At this time, Zhang Hua was not scared to death, but he was in shock all the time.
"Zhang Ye, are you a cultivator? Really the kind of cultivator who can fly to heaven and escape from the earth? Isn't it computer effects? " Zhang Hua asked in shock.
"You see?"
Zhang Ye nodded with a smile and said:
"yes, I am indeed a practitioner. And I can tell you in advance that within 20 years at most, there will be a large number of practitioners in China, and cultivation will become the norm of the common people. Otherwise, why do you think I want to make such a movie?"
"Do you want to indoctrinate the practitioners in advance?" Zhang Hua suddenly realized.
"That's right. I want to burn the idea of cultivation in the hearts of the Chinese people. When this movie really penetrates China, I will really show my own experience. At that time, China will usher in the tide of cultivation, and its national strength will be as prosperous as cooking oil. At that time, which country in the world can compete with us?"
Zhang Ye light said, but the content of the discourse is full of the atmosphere of the storm.
Zhang Hua's whole body was boiling with enthusiasm and yearning: "can I practice, too?"
"Yes, as long as you have the potential to cultivate." Zhang Ye nodded his head. In fact, he had already seen that Zhang Hua had talent, but he was not high. At best, he could only reach the top of the congenital nine grades, and there was no hope of the imperial realm in his life.
"Great, Zhang Ye. I promise you that I will fight my life to make this film. You can rest assured." Zhang Hua's fighting spirit seemed to be ignited in an instant, and his two eyes were shining."Ha ha, come on, even if you have fighting spirit, you have to eat first. You can't do anything else until you're full. Come on, let's start. Don't waste Xiaole's efforts."
Zhang Ye greets with a smile and picks up his chopsticks.
Shen Lu has already been ready to go. Now that everyone has moved their chopsticks, she has no scruples. She immediately starts to clip a small sparerib with crispy bones and puts it directly into her mouth.
Oh!
The taste of spareribs is incomparably delicious, combined with the sweet onion, the mellow butter, and even the fresh mutton, and mixed with potato foam and soup, instantly exploding in the mouth.
The more you chew, the more fragrant it is. Shen Lu feels like she can't stop for a moment.
Click!
The crispy bone was crushed. To her surprise, even the crispy bone was filled with incomparable delicacy. It's just incredible. Ordinary chefs can't do it at all. Geng Le only uses magic power to stir the delicacy into the crispy bone.
"Yummy, yummy."
But Zhang Hua yelled, his eyes almost protruded, and the whirlwind chopsticks hardly stopped. The speed of eating was called fast.
However, although he does not care about the image, there is no image, but for a chef, it is the greatest encouragement and gratification.
But Geng Le is still waiting quietly, because Zhang Ye hasn't spoken yet.
Instead of being as impatient as the other two gourmands, Zhang Ye picked up his chopsticks and gently poked the roast mutton, then put a small mouthful in his mouth, and finally opened it for a long time.