After everyone finished eating, they left.
Yang Zhe got up, took off his apron, and went to the warehouse to pack up the newly bought ingredients.
Wang Dahai didn't suffer too badly this time. The pig intestines and grass carp he bought were fresh.
However, the fat in the large intestine was less than normal.
Yang Zhe dug twice and opened it from the top to look at the fat layer of the inner wall. He couldn't help but be secretly speechless.
Did this pig starve to death?
He must have suffered inhuman torture when he was alive.
He temporarily stored these things in the chilled box and prepared to deal with them when he had time.
Jiangyou Pork Sausage was a unique method of cooking pork sausages in the Jiangyou region.
After chewing it, it was tender and delicious. It was fat but not greasy. It was crispy, tender, and elastic.
It was said that Li Bai even left behind a 'Reading Platform is thousands of feet high, not as good as the old woman's intestines.”.
However, Yang Zhe felt that this rumor was not very true.
Because this poem was too lousy. It was simply made up.
Shouldn't the original sentence be "The Peach Blossom Pond is a thousand feet deep, not as deep as Wang Lun's love"?
As for West Lake Vinegar Fish, it was one of the top ten famous dishes in China.
Its color was red and bright, its meat was tender and tender, sweet and sour, and its texture was soft and glutinous.
Especially the most authentic West Lake Vinegar Fish. Not only did it have the freshness of fish, but it also had the fragrance of crab.
The two dishes, one oily and the other sour, were just right to relieve the boredom.
With the addition of the spicy and delicious Mapo Tofu, it had all five flavors.
"It's not like it's a festival. Is it appropriate to eat so well?”
"If they continue to eat like this, the actors of the two production teams will probably gain three pounds a day.”
Yang Zhe closed the chilled cabinet and returned to the front room from the warehouse.
At this moment, he suddenly realized that the entrance of the small building had become lively.
There were many unfamiliar faces walking around in the alley. When they passed by, they would always look into the house.
This made Yang Zhe feel very strange.
There was no lack of famous celebrities in the film studio. It could be said that one could meet a top celebrity in three steps.
Why would someone deliberately come to this narrow alley to see him?
Could it be that he thought I was Yan Zu?
Yang Zhe laughed dryly. He felt that his joke was really cold.
However, as time passed, the crowd outside the small building did not decrease. Instead, it increased.
In the beginning, there were only a few men walking by. Later, there were even young girls who came in groups.
Yang Zhe even recognized a few of the more well-known starlets in the entertainment industry.
One of them should be Zifeng, who had been quite popular recently.
She had short hair and a sweet smile like the girl next door.
At that time, Yang Zhe was sitting on the recliner and drinking tea.
Sister Zifeng popped her head out and appeared. When the two of them looked at each other, the other party even smiled embarrassedly.
She didn't come alone. She was followed by this slightly taller girl.
He was familiar with this girl. She should be Yang Zi, who was a child star.
Seeing this scene, the confusion in Yang Zhe's heart became even stronger.
It was fine for those ordinary extras to think that she was Yan Zu. After all, her figure and face shape were indeed somewhat similar.
Why were there celebrities running over here?
What were they looking at?
At this moment, a man suddenly walked in.
Dressed in a suit, he took two steps into the building and finally looked at Yang Zhe.
"Little brother, where is our master?”
Yang Zhe raised his head slightly.”
The man pursed his lips and said,"It's the chef who made Dongpo Pig Knuckle."”
"Oh, then I am me.”
"You?"
The man's eyes were filled with doubt.
Logically speaking, a middle-aged man should be the one with such superb craftsmanship.
Why was he still a refreshing young man? "
I heard that the pork trotters you made made made He Bing, Ni Dahong, and the others so greedy that they cursed and cried until their tears were dry?"”
Yang Zhe gradually widened his eyes."Who did you hear that from?"
The man took out his phone and pulled out a video."Isn't this? He screamed so miserably."
"..."
Yang Zhe lowered his head to take a look and realized that it was the recording that Zhao Lusi had made last night.
Although they were recording in the courtyard, they couldn't see who was in the room.
However, the voice recorded inside was indeed extremely miserable.
"Where did you see this?”
"Hundreds of people in the Capital City Film and Television Group are reposting it like crazy.”
Yang Zhe was slightly stunned. Did Zhao Lusi send the video directly to the group chat of the film studio?
The man turned off his phone and put it in his pocket.
"Initially, no one took it seriously. Who knew that Weibo would explode today?”
"Everyone, take a closer look. Isn't this the video that has been circulating in the group?”
"Actually, I also like to cook. I felt that it was a little unreal, so I specially came here.”
Yang Zhe stood up from his chair.""You also want me to cook a family banquet?”
The man quickly waved his hand."No, no, no. I can't afford 80,000 yuan per table. I'm just smelling it."”
"
Your surname is Yang, right?" Chef Yang, aren't you going to cook lunch today?"”
"Our crew has a different time for lunch. We've already eaten once at 10 o'clock.”
The man gritted his teeth and swallowed his saliva."Alright then. I'll come back tomorrow at 10 o'clock to smell it.”
Yang Zhe's mouth twitched.""You have to pay to smell it!"
"When you guys are eating, I'll stand at the door and not come in!”
"..."
The man walked around the building and left.
At this time, Yang Zhe finally knew why he had received the so-called fame reward.
It turned out that Zhao Lusi had posted the video of last night to the group chat of the Capital Film and Television City.
Coupled with the post that was trending on Weibo this morning.
That was why he became famous in the film city.
However, just as he figured it out, a group of visitors came to the small building one after another.
"Chef Yang, I'm the owner of the Zhuang Yuan Hong Restaurant across the street. Now, I sincerely invite you to cook for us. Can I?"
…
"Chef Yang, I'm from the crew of 'The God of Cookery' and there's a big show tomorrow. Can I make a reservation for your dish?”
…
"Chef Yang, I was recommended by Director Liu. I haven't had a good appetite recently. Can you cook a family banquet for me?”
"
Chef Yang, our show is about to be completed. We want to prepare a wrap up banquet. Can you help us? The price is negotiable."”
"
Chef Yang, it's me, the owner of Phoenix Restaurant. Do you still remember me? Last time, I offered you 50,000 yuan. This time, I'll offer 100,000 yuan. What do you think?”
"
Chef Yang, I'm the personal assistant of an international superstar. I can't reveal my exact name. I'm here to ask if you're interested in being a private chef.”
In the blink of an eye, Yang Zhe's hand was stuffed with a lot of business cards.
There was the owner of a restaurant, the director of a film crew, and the personal assistant of an international superstar.
It was a huge pile of all kinds of cards.
After everyone had left, Yang Zhe quickly took out his phone and scrolled through Weibo.
Fortunately, that video was only circulated in the film studio and not on the Internet.
Yang Zhe heaved a sigh of relief and threw the stack of business cards on the coffee table.
Capital City Film and Television City had a lot of people and extras. One meal could feed 100 people.
He still needed these people to help him unlock new dishes.
Therefore, he would not leave the production team and would not go to any restaurant to work.
As for the final banquet, he could consider the props and dishes.
It was simply wonderful to get good reviews from the crew and then go out to do private work to earn money.
However, Yang Zhe felt that he still had to remind Zhao Lusi and the others.
It was better not to post videos like this in the future.
He wasn't very interested in becoming famous.
His only hope was to improve his culinary skills.
Moreover, his life was comfortable and comfortable now, and he did not have any financial pressure.
In this state, Yang Zhe didn't want to jump out of his comfort zone.
He was a contented person, as long as he earned enough money to spend.
Meanwhile, in the narrow alley outside the small building.
He Bing, Ni Dahong, Li Guangfu, and Sha Jingcang walked over unsteadily.
The four of them had very serious expressions on their faces, and all of them had their heads lowered, as if they did not dare to raise their heads.
After a while, they arrived at the entrance of the small building and walked in.
Ni Dahong, who was at the back, even secretly closed the two large black wooden doors.
He then forked the door bolt and heaved a sigh of relief.
"Chef Yang, is Chef Yang here?"
Yang Zhe heard the voice and went out to welcome him. His expression was slightly surprised."Why are the four teachers here?"
He Bing waved his hand in shame."Don't call me teacher. I'm already gone. Now, you're calling us gluttons.”
"I received a few calls early in the morning, and they were all called Ni Dahan." Ni Dahong sighed.”
"It's not that serious, right?"
"It's mainly because I cried last night. I even cried when I slept. I kept smacking my mouth and my mind was filled with your food.”
"Then what are you here for this time?”
As soon as she finished speaking, Ni Dahong took out a wad of money from her pocket and slammed it on the table.
The brand new Grandpa Mao was glowing red and looked like it was worth eighty to ninety thousand yuan.
He Bing stuffed the money into Yang Zhe's hand and pulled him aside. He whispered into his ear.
"You heard it last night. Old Liu is like the living King of Hell.”
"Even Su Daji, who invented the pao, had to kowtow and call him master when she saw him.”
"He asked us to watch him eat, listen to him smack his lips, and smell it.”
"I've never been bullied like this since I was young.”
"Well, I'll treat you to another table of dishes tonight. We'll tie Old Liu up and let him have a taste!”
"In addition, your dish is really too amazing. We've been thinking about it the entire night and are really craving it today.”
"Anyway, it's not just for revenge. I mainly want to satisfy my craving.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the corner of Yang Zhe's mouth twitched a few times.
Good heavens, you kidnapped him, and he kidnapped you. Each kidnapping cost 80,000 yuan to cook a table of dishes.
You're really not here for revenge. You're here to help me!
"Then what if Director Liu comes to look for me again tomorrow after you guys finish eating?”
He Bing narrowed his eyes."That depends on who gives more. Anyway, Chef Yang, you'll be making a profit no matter what."”
Yang Zhe took a deep breath and was shocked for a hundred years.
"I never thought that money could be earned like this.”
(PS: Brothers, give me an auto-feed. The author didn't even eat lunch and was writing. He really typed all night last night. The two in the morning (mainly because he didn't save the manuscript) were just like that.）
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