King of Chefs

The phone didn't hang up, Li Yaya had two mobile phones, and she quickly got the answer.

Shi Yang had already left the dinner table and sat on the sofa drowsy.The spotlight above his head is strong, shining directly on his shoulders, the loose collar reveals his white and clean neck, and the protruding collarbone is a bit too obvious, even if it is expensive high-end, it looks too thin because of the carrier. Not so fit.

Shi Yang hasn't gained any flesh since that incident happened a few years ago.Losing one or two catties every one or two months made the people around me very anxious. Seeing the person getting thinner, I wanted to give him the best, but I didn't care at all.

Li Yaya's call finally ended, and she put the mobile phone belonging to Shi Yang to her ear: "Yangyang, do you know Yanlang?"

Shi Yang's lazy expression changed, his eyes wandered, and he brushed Liu Chengye's face back and forth twice, and then he let out an inaudible "um", and wanted to say something, but found that his throat was hoarse and his heartbeat was beating. Terrible, coughed lightly, and said calmly, "I know."

Li Yaya didn't know Shi Yang's expression, and continued: "I heard that Yan Lang returned to his hometown to open a restaurant recently, and two of my friends happened to go to Heng City. They tasted Yan Lang's craftsmanship and were full of praise. I want to say everything." Go take a bite. By the way, the braised chicken should be slightly spicy, and you should be able to accept this level."

"Hmm." Shi Yang responded, looking disinterested.

Li Yaya thought for a while, and said: "Yanlang seems to be able to cook other dishes, but if you really can't accept the spicy taste, let's order something else. Sumei's mouth is very tricky, and the delicacies she recommends are all worth trying. "

"Well, I see, thank you sister Yaya."

Shi Yang hung up the phone, looked at the void in front of him, wondering what he was thinking.

Liu Chengye couldn't eat, looked worried at the delicious food on the table, and finally put down his chopsticks.

Anyone with a brain knows that Shi Yang's power and glory come from those old men who stand on the top of Mount Tai as the pillars of the country, and the biggest expectation of the old men for this grandson is to grow healthy and fat.But as a professional horse boy, he couldn't even make his master eat two more glutinous rice balls, what a failure!

then……

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The result of the master experience used by Yanlang was tasted by others, so he had to use the last experience number of this level.

What is the difference between what you make and what the master makes, you can only know if you taste it yourself.

The master-level cuisine really deserves its reputation, and Yan Lang confirmed the gap between himself and the master under the surprised and admiring eyes of Ran Zi and Chu Yan, and there is still some distance.

After dinner, there were still many drinking guests who did not leave, and there were also guests who shouted that there was not enough food to eat, stir-fried seasonal vegetables, fried shredded pork, and other simple side dishes were handed over to the aunt to cook, and then launched The baby dish in soup is very popular. Each table ordered at least two servings, and one table even ordered seven servings. Everyone was full of praise.

The two people from the Gourmet Association heard the discussion at the table next to them, so they also ordered a portion. Unexpectedly, the sweet, crispy and delicious taste conquered their taste buds again. It was even more delicious than what they ate in a five-star hotel, making people want to stop!

Zhou Sumei said: "The soup is delicious, the baby vegetables are sweet and crisp, without any artificial flavor, very delicious, this time it's the right time."

Huang Hua nodded while eating: "Well, you're right!"

Just as Chu Yan entered the kitchen to work, someone yelled again: "Do you have fried rice with eggs? Here's a catty."

Ranzi hurriedly stood up and answered in a loud voice: "Yes, come right away."

Ran Zi left, but did not see Yan Lang's slightly drooping eyes, covered by thick black eyelashes, with a complex expression.

The egg fried rice was served soon, and the added side dishes were also on the table. Ranzi and his mother went back to continue eating. After eating, Yan Lang was surrounded by people and was going to go upstairs to rest.

A black Porsche Cayenne parked in the newly vacated parking space outside the yard, and a man who looked about 40 years old got out of the car from the driver's seat.

The person in charge of receiving him was a middle-aged waiter hired by the restaurant.The age of the employees is Yan Lang's suggestion. You can also ask for young and beautiful ones, but it is best to be a middle-aged woman around 40 years old. She has quick hands and feet and is not delicate, and young people are easy to find a job. A 40-year-old rural woman with no skills It is very difficult.

Sister Liu spoke her native dialect, squeezed out the most polite smile, and hurriedly greeted her.

"Brother, are you here so late? What do you want to eat?"

Sister Liu confirmed that this person should be younger than her by relying on the other person's face, and shouted very affectionately.

The person who got out of the car was Liu Chengye, who casually took the menu that Sister Liu handed him in front of him, picked it up and said, "What does the movie emperor Yan do?"

"Yan...boss? He seems to have gone in to rest."

"He made the braised chicken, right? I'll give you double money and ask for a slightly spicy one."

"But……"

"three times."

"No, I'm just a part-time worker."

"Ten times, let Yanlang cook himself, make a slightly spicy braised chicken... and fried rice with eggs."

Sister Liu looked at the man in front of her with a stupid and rich head, and she was probably also overwhelmed by the thick local aura, and really turned around and trotted into the house.

Ten times!

Yan Lang was indeed ready to go upstairs.He actually likes cooking, but the smell of oily smoke in the kitchen is too strong, whether it's the smell of cosmetics in the entertainment industry or the smell of kitchen oily smoke, he doesn't like it.So if possible, he even takes a bath twice a day to keep himself refreshed.

But on the way, he was stopped by Jin Kui and asked him again about the renovation and expansion of the hotel.After Yanlang dealt with it, 10 minutes had passed.Sister Liu appeared at this time.

Sister Liu said: "Boss, boss! There is a fool outside... Sir, he insists on eating your braised chicken. I told him that you are off work, but he refused, saying that he would pay ten times the money for a braised chicken." chicken."

Yan Lang raised his eyebrows.

Jin Kui also opened his eyes wide.

The consumption level in Heng City is not high, especially in Yulonggou, where a catty of chicken costs 48 yuan.Each chicken weighs about seven or eight catties, and if it is made in one pot, it costs 400 yuan, not counting the cost of materials.With this price and this amount, seven or eight people can eat enough, so it is not expensive.But if it is ten times, a pot of chicken three 4000 yuan, it is too expensive.

Naturally, Yan Lang has seen the world, a dish costs two to three thousand yuan, and a table of meals cost tens of thousands of banquets. He has naturally eaten, and he recovered the fastest. After a moment of astonishment, he smiled and said: "Okay, let's go Catch a big toad weighing eight or nine catties."

"Who are you!" Jin Kui started to complain when he came back to his senses, his eyebrows were frowned, his face was not very good, and he looked insulted.

Yan Lang glanced at Jin Kui and smiled lightly.

He knew why Jin Kui had such thoughts. On the one hand, he was hating the rich, and on the other hand, he had too much self-esteem like a commoner. Especially when the other party broke the rules he had self-defined in his heart, the feeling of being violated and insulted would be very strong. extraordinarily repulsive.

Sure enough, I still don't see much in the world, so I'm a little naive.

Yan Lang didn't care, and Jin Kui couldn't say anything, so he turned back to the table and drank again.

When he went downstairs to catch chickens, Yan Lang was thinking, the entertainment industry is full of people who are throwing money at people, his current peaceful state of mind can be regarded as practiced, right?

The local tyrant didn't show up when the weight was weighed, and he was sitting in the cool Porsche Cayenne playing with his mobile phone. Yan Lang didn't take it seriously, and went into the kitchen with the slaughtered chicken, ordered Ranzi to chop the chicken, and he put on the clothes again. apron.

Ranzi asked him what was wrong while chopping the chicken, and he briefly explained the matter. Ranzi was amazed, and said that he had made a lot of money tonight.

Sister Liu went back and forth, and said at the door of the kitchen, "The man said he wanted a catty of fried rice with eggs."

Ranzi took the towel and wiped her hands: "Okay, fry it right away."

"He wants to eat what the boss fried."

"There are still many demands." Ranzi looked at Yanlang.

The expensive Cayenne SUV flashed across Yan Lang's mind instantly, and it overlapped with the car parked on the opposite side of the road last night.The window of the Cayenne under the moonlight was lowered, and an unknown person was sitting in the back seat, who could only be vaguely confirmed to be a man.

rich.

free.

gluttony.

I don't like spicy food.

I like to pester myself to make fried rice with eggs.

These conditions sketched out the outline of a man, and a name came to mind.

"Okay, let me do it."

Yanlang exhaled the [God of Cooking System], and saw that the progress bar was a little less than braised chicken and boiled fish, and it was still 4% short of being able to upgrade to the advanced dish, fried rice with eggs.

A lot of memories burst out violently in his mind, and then he slapped them aside, no longer thinking about them, and focused on the work in hand.

Not long after, the stewed chicken and egg fried rice were packed into takeaway lunch boxes. Yan Lang watched as the man in the driver's seat timidly rolled down the window to take the food away. The Porsche Cayenne turned around on the road, and the street lights shone on In the driver's seat, the man's face was illuminated.

Yan Lang narrowed his eyes slightly, and he recognized the person coming.

It's Liu Chengye.

Shi Yang's number one pony.

So, wasn't he dazzled last night?

"Brother?" Ranzi washed the pot and walked out, stunned by Yan Langsen's cold expression.

Yan Lang turned his head and looked over, half of his face hidden in the shadows was fully exposed, the orange light shone on it, and there was a warm smile on his handsome face.

Ranzi thought that she had been blinded just now.

After the last pot of stewed chicken came out, Yan Lang didn't stay any longer and went straight back to the room.He broadcast a call, which was also the phone number he called most frequently during this period.

He said to the person on the phone: "Check to see if Shi Yang has arrived in Hengshi."

"Yes."

There is no extra nonsense, the call is over, and he hung up the phone neatly, Yan Lang put the phone on the sofa, looked at the starry sky outside the window, thoughtful.