I'm pretending to be a boss in infinite games

However, Zhang Chi had been tinkering in the kitchen for a long time, but he still couldn't figure it out.Wearing an apron, he carefully recalled the strange umami taste of the previous dish, which was different from the taste he usually produced with various ingredients.

Tang Bing is not tall, and in his own words, he is short and dapper.He has been in Zhang Chi's shop for almost a year, and he still can't get used to his boss working in the kitchen wearing a bright red apron with flowers.

Fortunately, none of the customers who came here had seen the chef's true face, otherwise Tang Bing could still imagine the corners of their mouths twitching.

The boss who said earlier that he would not be here for business not only came, but also went to the kitchen to work non-stop after he came, and naturally put on the apron that the boss himself said he had inherited from his ancestors.

Tang Bing doesn't know if the apron can be passed down from his ancestors, but apart from the ancestral factor, the only explanation for wearing this kind of apron is the boss's personal preference.

All afternoon, all kinds of scents wafted from the kitchen, and the thick kitchen curtains couldn't stop them.Tang Bing inhaled the aroma all afternoon, and felt that eating two bowls of rice at noon was for nothing.

Zhang Chi didn't like to be disturbed when he was cooking here, and Tang Bing also knew that he couldn't go in and out of the "kitchen center" at will. He stayed in the lobby peacefully, sorting out the recent list of ingredients and customer orders.

It was near evening that Zhang Chi came out of the kitchen.The fireworks in the kitchen all afternoon seemed to have no effect on him. In Tang Bing's eyes, that handsome face was even more dizzying than the setting sun.

"Oh, the difference between people is sometimes bigger than the difference between people and pigs." Tang Bing touched his face with a few pimples, and sent out a soul torture to himself.

At this moment, there was no one else in the store, so Zhang Chi went outside to take off the apron that was very eye-catching in Tang Bing's eyes.He glanced at the sky, at this time the setting sun was hanging obliquely on the horizon, and half of the sphere had already fallen below the horizon.

Well, it's time for dinner.In fact, Zhang Chi himself didn't have enough for lunch.

Zhang Chi put away the apron, and then said to Tang Bing, "Go and bring out the vegetables and rice."

Tang Bing knows his own boss's cooking skills, not to mention the color and aroma, he can always find new surprises every time he eats.Especially today the boss has been busy in the kitchen for most of the day, he guessed that he might be researching new dishes.

So happy, Tang Bing looked forward to it.Without Zhang Chi saying a word, he immediately put down what he was doing and went to the kitchen.

It took Tang Bing three times to finish serving the dishes. Zhang Chi randomly chose a table that was not too big or too small, and arranged it so that ten dishes could be placed there.

"Let's eat." Zhang Chi served himself a bowl of rice and said,

Tang Bing couldn't wait to eat as soon as he received the order to serve the meal.The first bite is the ultimate umami taste, and it feels like the whole tongue is soaked in a wonderful feeling.

How should I describe it, Tang Bing felt that his taste buds had gone to heaven.His expression is very rich, which is a kind of sincere support.

It was the first time for Zhang Chi to see someone eating vegetables with such rippling expressions, so rippling that people couldn't bear to look directly at them, making him mistakenly think that what he was cooking was not a vegetable, but some kind of indescribable medicine.

After eating ten dishes with the theme of "freshness", Tang Bing felt that his tongue was not his own anymore.After he was full of food, he was no longer interested in those takeaways that he ordered while being lazy at home.

After eating, Zhang Chi went back.Tang Bing asked Tang Bing to clean up the leftover tableware by himself. Of course, even if he didn't say anything, Zhang Chi would not deal with it by himself.

"Boss, you must come tomorrow." Tang Bing called out while holding the door, looking at the handsome back of his boss.

If you don't come, I guess I won't have anything to eat.

Zhang Chi turned his back to him and waved his hand, indicating that he knew.Tang Bing will arrange everything in the store, he only needs to study the dishes and cook them well.

When I came out, the sky had already darkened, and the street lamps on both sides of the road lit up with warm yellow lights, shining on the faces of passers-by, reflecting the expressions of all beings.

The sound of vehicle sirens, the sound of children chasing and fighting, the cries of street vendors...all these form a real and ordinary life.

He originally wanted to go home directly, but the chef's obsession with taste made him turn right at the next intersection, and after walking for about 10 minutes, he came to an old shop "Weiji" that specializes in buying stew ingredients.Weiji has been here for about [-] years, and its reputation has always been good.The boss is from Hong Kong City, and the shop mainly deals in dry seafood, mostly high-quality goods.

Zhang Chi is a regular customer here. As soon as he came in, the eyes of the wrinkled proprietress lit up: "Xiao Chi, are you here to choose the goods?"

At this moment, there were not many people in the shop, so Zhang Chi smiled, said "Yeah", and said in a commonplace way: "I really regret that I didn't have a daughter before." There is no need to worry about the appearance.

It's a pity that such a beautiful thing can't happen to her.

The taciturn boss was tallying the goods, and when he saw that he was coming, he smiled kindly: "Here we are." He pointed to the work being sorted out, "You can see for yourself the top-quality seafood that just arrived."

They are all old acquaintances, Zhang Chi nodded when he heard this, and went to see the goods.The proprietress curled her lips, and after a while twisted her waist to pour water.

Being good-looking still has some advantages, at least as a customer, Zhang Chi can drink more tea than others, and it would be even better if he doesn't have to rush to the toilet.

The boss of "Weiji" is surnamed Yang, but Zhang Chi doesn't know his exact name, anyway, he always calls Boss Yang after his grandmother.The price of the food here is not low, but it is better in variety and high quality, which is the main reason why Boss Yang's Wei Kee has been able to stand for many years.

"Little Chi, the best seafood is over there." Boss Yang was checking the newly arrived goods with his glasses. He looked up and pointed to a place near the east wall of the house, where he first sorted out the goods. Good best goods.After saying this, Boss Yang quickly lowered his head again.

Zhang Chi was used to looking at the goods by himself, so he reached out for a few pieces of isinglass and observed them carefully.Boss Yang is right, the quality of this batch of seafood is really good.Take a few pieces of isinglass in his hand as an example, the individual is very uniform and the gelatin is complete, the flesh is very thick, and it looks like crystal clear golden yellow jade with clear texture under the light, and the color saturation is very high.

He has always liked good ingredients. After seeing the appearance of fish maw, Zhang Chi took out a piece of fish maw and put it under his nose to smell it a few times. A faint fishy smell came over his face, which was not difficult. smell.

A trace of surprise flashed in his light amber eyes. He didn't put the isinglass in his hand, but asked in Boss Yang's direction: "Boss Yang, where did the isinglass come from?"

As an excellent cook, Zhang Chi has a very keen sense of smell.He had bought a lot of high-quality isinglass, so the few pieces in his hand were not enough to surprise him.However, he smelled a strange smell mixed with the faint fishy smell from the isinglass.

There is nothing wrong with this, and Boss Yang replied without raising his head: "It's from the South China Sea." He kept moving his hands, and continued to add, "It's produced by deep-sea fish that grow in one of the rare natural sea areas. I haven’t bought from there before, but this time the quality is really good, so I’ll try to buy some.”

No wonder the isinglass bought here before didn't taste like this. Zhang Chi became interested and bought some immediately. He didn't even have time to drink the water poured by the proprietress, so he hurried home.

When the proprietress came out to refill the water, all she saw was that there was no passive water glass. Looking around, apart from the bad old man who was still working at home, there was no shadow of Boy Chi.

"Why did you leave so soon?" The proprietress put away the water glass and muttered as she walked, "I'm going to introduce my niece to him."

Boss Yang just looked up at his wife when he heard the words, and continued to work without asking after understanding what she meant.Anyway, this is not the first time she has said this, but whenever she meets a handsome young man, she can't wait to hold the red line, probably because she is in a hurry.

The building where Zhang Chi lives is not high, only the 5th floor, and he lives on the 3rd floor.It is indeed convenient to live around the old-fashioned relocation houses, but there is no elevator, which makes my legs hard every day.But today, Zhang Chi's legs seemed to be aided by gods, and he went upstairs in two steps in three steps.

Two hours later, the processed isinglass had been specially treated by Zhang Chi and turned into a pot of tonic soup in the stew pot, and the strange taste inside was completely stimulated.

Zhang Chi sat alone at the dining table, as if he was facing a big problem.Then, he took a sip with a spoon, and after swallowing it slowly, his brows were tightly wrinkled.

It's very similar to the umami taste that you eat in the vegetarian dishes in the teahouse during the day, but it's not exactly the same.Zhang Chi was completely immersed in the memory of that umami, and didn't notice until the small bowl of soup in front of him was cold.

The raw material of that umami flavor should not be fish gelatin, Zhang Chi thought about it, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and a bold guess popped up.

What if the isinglass was accidentally contaminated with that smell during the formation process?In this case, it should be able to make sense.It's just that it's difficult for him to deduce the specific process of isinglass forming.

[Go and ask Boss Yang tomorrow. ] Zhang Chi thought about it, and drank the soup in front of him by the way.

At ten o'clock in the evening, he fell asleep with his biological clock on time.The curtains were pulled up by him, maybe the window was not closed, and a thin breeze blew in.The nightlife downstairs was still going on, and the fireworks in life made Zhang Chi feel very at ease.

It's just that Zhang Chi usually falls into a deep sleep at midnight.He fell into an extremely illusory dream. In the dream was a huge sea area. Standing by the seaside and looking at the Hainan Line extending to the horizon, he felt that he was extraordinarily small.

In the dream, his thinking was in a state of confusion, as if his brain was rusted and unable to move.Vaguely, he seemed to hear singing from far away.

There are no specific lyrics in the singing, and the melodious sound in it is like some kind of call, which seems to be able to call away people's souls.Zhang Chi, who was immersed in the dream, didn't realize that he was sweating profusely and his face was pale. Obviously everything in the dream was so beautiful that he couldn't help but indulge in it, but the subconscious mind of his body seemed to be giving a crazy warning. The body instinct is constantly pulling.

Beside the bed, after staring at the figure that appeared last night for a few seconds, there was a trace of doubt in his tone: "I don't know who brought this kind of thing out of the world."

After speaking, he took out something from his arms, pulled it with his fingers, and then put the pulled part into Zhang Chi's mouth.

The bitter fragrance wakes up the mind slowly, and the eyeballs under Zhang Chi's eyelids are rolling back and forth, which is the rhythm of waking up.

"Well, I didn't expect you to like it." The figure beside the bed sighed to himself, and then disappeared without a trace.

After Zhang Chi woke up, he couldn't tell whether he was in a dream or not. He reached out to touch his face, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.Not only that, but the body was blown by the wind coming in from the open window, and he couldn't help shivering.

It turned out that not only was there sweat on his face, Zhang Chi's whole body was drenched.The sticky feeling was so uncomfortable that he had to take a shower in the middle of the night.By the time he came out covered in water vapor, the drowsiness had left him.

After fully waking up, Zhang Chi leaned on the bed in a daze.He always felt that there was a reason for this dream tonight.It's just that there are too few clues that can be connected in series, and he can't figure out whether this is a subconscious association or something else?

When he recalled the bitter fragrance at the end, he was even more puzzled by Monk Zhang Er.

[Could it be the aftertaste of isinglass unique to the South China Sea?It shouldn't be so magical, right? ] After thinking about it for a long time, there was no other effect except that my mind became more confused.There was no white belly in the sky yet, and it was late at night, so he simply got into the quilt again, tossed and turned many times, and finally fell asleep again.

In the other two parts of the city, Qian Xiong and Xu Tianyi, who were both at home, were still trapped in a nightmare from which they could not extricate themselves.

The next day, Zhang Chi was woken up by Tang Bing's series of fatal calls. When he woke up, it was already 09:30 in the morning, and it was time for lunch.Arriving at the store in a hurry, Zhang Chi put on the visually striking apron again under Tang Bing's mournful eyes, picked up his beloved kitchen knife and devoted himself to work.

Almost a month passed like this. Except for the strange dream that night, Zhang Chi slept very well every night, and he didn't have any insomnia problems at all.

I guess I thought too much about it.

Whether or not the source of the strange umami taste was found, Zhang Chi could only attribute it to the secret recipe for the teahouse to survive.However, due to continuous research, "Zhang Ji Private Kitchen" has added a lot of "fresh"-themed dishes in just one month, and the number of customers has increased a lot.

During this period, he did not receive invitations from Qian Xiong and Xu Tianyi, and his busy life left him no time to think about these things.But when he was free, he still couldn't help thinking about the so-called "God's Game".But after all, he had too little contact, and he could not guess much.

At the end of the month, it's another full moon night.On this day, Zhang Chi was very busy.He was walking on the way home when he accidentally looked up and saw an extremely round moon.

【This moon, isn't it a bit too round? ] Zhang Chi was finishing thinking like this, and suddenly found that the situation around him was a little different.

The surrounding scenery and characters seem to be blurred in the film, and the entire surrounding space is slowly distorting.Zhang Chi subconsciously raised his head again, and a faint blood color appeared beside the full moon.

A strange feeling lingered in my heart, getting stronger and stronger.Zhang Chi didn't feel afraid, but instead had a feeling that fate had finally come.

Then, a strange incongruity appeared on his body, and Zhang Chi only felt a blur before his eyes, and then appeared in an unfamiliar environment.

With his first experience, he subconsciously prepared himself.This time, there was no foul-smelling ghost in front of him, and it was daytime.Not only that, but this time he didn't hear anyone screaming in horror.

Zhang Chi's originally tense heart subconsciously relaxed. He looked around for a week, only to find that he was in a house similar to a courtyard house, with the word "Hi" posted on the doors and windows everywhere, and red silk hanging around. Outside the corridor, the whole scene was full of joy, there was an endless stream of people coming and going, and the rush could be seen while walking.