Reba dropped her spoon and ran out of the door in a panic.
In the end, before he went far, he coincidentally bumped into Zhao Lusi.
"Reba, you're here to steal food again!"
Zhao Lusi narrowed her eyes and looked at Reba with a sly look.
She understood now.
As long as she couldn't find Reba, she must be with Yang Zhe.
"I didn't eat it secretly. I, I was just chatting with Yang Zhe.”
"Is that so? Then I'll go chat with him too.”
Reba widened her eyes and immediately reached out to pull her back."No, you're not allowed to go!"
Zhao Lusi narrowed her eyes." What? Chef Yang belongs to your family?"“
"Anyway, you're not allowed to go. It's not good for a man and a woman to be alone in the middle of the night. Be careful of scandals!”
"Is it really because of this?"
"Reba, tell me honestly, do you like him?”
Reba waved her hand helplessly.”
Zhao Lusi raised the corner of her mouth. Great, then I'll go confess to Chef Yang now!”
"No, no, it's too dangerous for girls to be out at night. Come, I'll bring you back!”
Reba didn't say anything and pulled Zhao Lusi's hand and walked forward.
At the same time, in the kitchen of the camp.
Yang Zhe recalled the scene just now, and his eyes couldn't help but become deep.
Reba, this girl, could it be that she had fallen in love with him?
But…it seemed pretty good?
It wasn't a bad thing for him to change his career to a rich woman.
Ding!
At this moment, a cold notification sounded in Yang Zhe's mind.
Congratulations to the host for reaching 100 positive reviews!
You can choose one of the following three recipes to unlock.
1. Braised pork ribs
2. Spicy Chicken
3. Winter Melon Meatball Soup
Yang Zhe came back to his senses, his eyes filled with shock.
It had only been a day, and the reviews were full again?
Three dishes, choose one?
He already had lamb with scallion sauce, hot and sour shredded potatoes, and egg fried rice.
These few dishes were all greasy without exception, and they were very hot.
If he chose braised pork ribs or spicy chicken…
Wasn't that a living, breathing, and constipated set meal?
Therefore, he could not choose either of these two paths.
Yang Zhe thought about it and felt that the winter melon meatball soup was not bad.
There were two dishes, one rice, and one soup. There were meat, vegetables, rice, and soup.
"I choose the winter melon meatball soup."
Ding!
Congratulations to the host for unlocking a new recipe: " God-level Winter Melon Meatball Soup."
Yang Zhe's heart skipped a beat as he eagerly opened the recipe in his mind.
He already had four dishes.
Although this newly obtained winter melon meatball soup was light, it was more troublesome.
This was because it required the use of hands to make the meatballs. The production process was more complicated and required more time.
If he made it tomorrow, he definitely wouldn't be able to make it in time. He had to order some meatballs.
Yang Zhe thought to himself as he got up and walked into the warehouse.
He took out a piece of fat and lean beef, found a basin to put it in, and walked out with it.
At this moment, he suddenly heard a rustling sound coming from the door.
Yang Zhe walked over to open the door and found Zhao Lusi standing outside.
She was wearing a white sweater and jeans.
There were still a few leaves on her head, like a little cat that had crawled out of the grass.
Yang Zhe put down the basin.”
"I was just passing by, so I came to your place to take a look.”
Zhao Lusi plucked the leaves from her head, her nose slightly wrinkled.
Just now, Reba kept pulling him and refused to let him come over.
He had no choice but to sneak here after she left.
In order to avoid being discovered by Reba, she even crossed a patch of grass.
There were a lot of grass in the grass, and a few fell on her head. Fortunately, she had just taken them off.
Zhao Lusi looked curiously at the basin in Yang Zhe's hand.""What are you doing? Cooking?"
Yang Zhe nodded." Yes, I want to make meatballs now."”
"Can I take a look?"
"Do as you please."
"Then I'll squat at the side and not disturb you.”
Yang Zhe hummed in acknowledgment and then took a few steps forward to the side of the pool.
After he roughly rinsed the blood off the beef, he placed it on the chopping board and cut it into large pieces.
Then, he took out a kitchen knife and began to chop the beef with both knives.
His hand speed was so fast that only a faint afterimage could be seen.
In a short while, the fat and lean beef turned into a beautiful red and white meat filling.
Yang Zhe put the meat stuffing into an iron basin and stirred it with his hands.
After stirring for a while, he added the onion and ginger water that he had prepared in advance in two portions.
Yang Zhe watched as the onion and ginger water fully fused into the meat stuffing and added some other condiments.
Salt, gourmet powder, pepper powder…
Every single one of them was completely integrated into his body under his stirring.
However, punching meatballs with one's hands was physical work.
After a while, his forehead was covered in sweat.
Sweat kept dripping down, blocking his vision.
His hands were also covered in minced meat, and he could not wipe the sweat off his face.
Hence, he turned his head slightly to Zhao Lusi beside him.
"Ruth, can you help me wipe my sweat?”
"Ah, alright!"
Zhao Lusi was watching Yang Zhe make the meatballs attentively.
Hearing this, she quickly came back to her senses and happily agreed.
She raised her hand and took out a pack of tissues from her pocket.
After taking out two pieces of paper, he gently pressed them on Yang Zhe's forehead.
Zhao Lusi's movements were careful as she helped Yang Zhe wipe his sweat bit by bit.
Yang Zhe's hands didn't stop moving, still stirring the meat stuffing with force.
After about fifteen minutes, the meat filling was already in a slightly stringy state.
Seeing that the meatballs were ready, he turned around and took out a huge steel basin.
After filling the basin with cold water, he placed it beside the chopping board.
Yang Zhe reached out and picked up a ball of meat stuffing. He exerted strength between his thumb and forefinger, and the spoon cooperated.
One by one, the round and smooth meatballs jumped from his hand into the steel basin.
Looking at Yang Zhe's skillful technique, Zhao Lusi widened her eyes in surprise.
"So the meatballs are made by hand?”
"No, it's not done by hand. Most of it is done by machines.”
Zhao Lusi nodded, feeling like she had learned something new.
Then, she reached out her small hand and wiped the sweat on his forehead, obediently watching his actions.
Yang Zhe squeezed the meatballs very quickly.
Soon, the round and plump meatball floated on the surface of the water.
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