Director Song had always known that Old Zhu was a ruthless person.
But he didn't expect a person's heart to be so dirty.
Why did you make it sound so lively? There were sea cucumbers and abalone?
Oh, and then you're going to tell me that I'm not involved?
F * ck, this operation was simply too suffocating.
He wanted to peel open the skin on his chest to see if his heart was black.
At the same time, she looked at Director Song's breathless expression.
Director Zhu suddenly felt that all the pores in his body had become transparent.
That was great. The pain of not being able to eat the Buddha Jumps Over The Wall Soup was slightly alleviated.
The next one was to find the producer and get some more happiness.
As long as there were enough people who felt this kind of sorrow, then happiness would definitely be theirs.
However, he felt that when he spoke to Director Song just now, his voice still lacked some expression.
He had to pay attention to this question in the future and make his tone more full later.
Director Zhu turned around to leave, but unexpectedly, Director Song, who was clutching his chest, suddenly spoke up.
"Wait!"
"What's wrong? I'm telling the truth."
"Your expression was so stiff just now. Don't tell me you didn't get a share of the Buddha jumps over the wall?!”
“……”
Director Zhu took a deep breath and silently turned to leave.
Damn it, the happiness he had just obtained was gone in the blink of an eye!
Thirty minutes later, the same sorrowful cry as Director Song came from the crew's break room.
Director Zhu walked out refreshed, feeling that the pain and pleasure had reached its peak.
The producer's reaction was even more intense than Director Song's, filling him with a sense of accomplishment.
However, this feeling did not last long before the producer suddenly rushed out of the house.
"Old Zhu, I suddenly understand. Even the Buddha jumps over the wall doesn't belong to you!？”
"Nonsense!"
"Heh, stop acting. If you had a share, wouldn't you have to show your divinity in front of others after eating?”
“……”
Director Zhu's heart felt like it had been pierced through.
Damn it, why was this happiness so short?
How can everyone f * cking tell that I don't have a share of the Buddha jumps over the wall?？
Do I have a face that doesn't deserve to eat Buddha jumps over the wall?!
I brought my pain to Director Song, and Director Song returned it to me with a rhetorical question!
I brought pain to the producer, and the producer chased after me to return it!
Then…where did this pain come from?
Who should I return this pain to?
Director Zhu's eyes widened slightly.
Wu Gang, no, Wang Dahai, appeared in his mind!
This grief was transmitted from him from the very beginning!
Give it back to him! Give it back to him! Give it back to him!
Director Zhu suddenly understood who he should hate.
It was Wang Dahai!
He was the one who told him that he had no share in the Buddha Jumps Over The Wall Soup!。
Although it was also because he had to ask.
But why couldn't he just say it?
Don't you know what a white lie is?!
Director Zhu sprinted all the way back to the kitchen building at the speed of eating.
At this moment, Wang Dahai was still chopping firewood. He swung his axe one after another with great force.
The wooden block that was used to cushion the wood trembled, and a layer of wood chips burst out from it.
After hearing the footsteps, Wang Dahai turned around and exchanged glances with Director Zhu.
"Director Zhu? Why are you back?"
Director Zhu glanced at the axe in his hand."Um, put down the axe first. I have something to tell you.”
Wang Dahai put down his axe. Just say it."
"Wang Dahai, you didn't get a share of Yang Zhe's Buddha jumps over the wall, did you? Hey hey!"
“……”
When Director Zhu said this, his mood instantly relaxed by half.
It turned out that he had been looking at the wrong person all along!
This sentence, as long as it was returned to the person who gave it to him, it would be the most comfortable!
It was as if Director Song and the producer had returned it to him.
He also wanted to return that grief.
However, Wang Dahai suddenly looked up at him.
"Yes, Chef Yang said to leave a bowl of essence for me.”
Director Zhu was silent for a long time, and even his voice began to tremble."Why, why?"
Wang Dahai touched the stubble on his mouth.""I help Chef Yang buy vegetables every day, so I can be considered half a friend of his, right?”
“……”
F * ck, he felt even more sorrowful.
Before he could return his grief, Wang Dahai gave him another one.
Why? What the f * ck is this?
Am I not worthy?
Then who should I return my grief to?
Director Zhu walked out of the small building in a daze, feeling that the world was really barren and not worth it.
Half an hour later, in the alley outside the small building.
Yang Zhe came back from the dressing room of the " Snow " crew and stepped through the door.
Zhang Tian 'ai followed behind him, her eyes shining brightly.
"Chef Yang, you're really amazing. You know how to fix lamps and cook. Whoever marries you will definitely die of happiness.”
"Actually, I don't know how to fix the lamp. That lamp really lit up with a twist.”
"That's still amazing. Even with my height, I couldn't touch that lamp.”
"But you clearly have a bodyguard who is 1.9 meters tall.”
"Him? He was very timid and didn't dare to touch anything with electricity. Chef Yang was the bravest!”
After hearing this, Yang Zhe's mouth couldn't help but twitch.
A bodyguard who was 1.9 meters tall and weighed more than 200 pounds looked even fiercer than Fanma Yujiro.
Cowardly?
Was this even human language?
He even suspected that the light bulb had been unscrewed by the bodyguard.
Every time he went to fix a light bulb, it would light up with a twist. The key was that he had to queue up.
Today, he was the first in the second row. Tomorrow, he would be the second in the second row.
So it turned out that home appliances were repaired in advance, right?
At this moment, Zhang Tian 'ai suddenly looked behind him.
"Why do I hear crackling sounds in the backyard?”
"Oh, it's Wang Dahai. He's chopping wood.”
Zhang Tianai blinked her bright eyes."Are you planning to make a new dish again?”
Yang Zhe went to the sink to wash his hands." I plan to make a special dish. Thank you for sending my friend your wedding wishes."”
"Really? Can I ask what dish it is?”
"The Buddha Jumps Over The Wall Soup with the title of King of Fujian Cuisine.”
Zhang Tianai's eyes widened slightly, and a drop of saliva dripped down from the corner of her mouth.
She had once eaten this dish at a friend's banquet.
Especially the soup, it was extremely rich and fresh, mellow and moist.
It was said that more than ten ingredients were used to cook it.
If Tang Sanzang had seen this thing when he left the Tang Dynasty, Sun Wukong would probably still be under the Five Fingers Mountain.
She really couldn't imagine what kind of peak taste this dish would have in Yang Zhe's hands.
"Can I watch you do it? I actually want to learn how to cook."
"Sure, let's go to the backyard and take a look now.”
Yang Zhe wiped his hands clean and brought Zhang Tianai to the backyard.
This small building was a restaurant before it was sublet. There was a ready-made clay stove in the backyard.
Therefore, he did not need to build a new one like the roast duck stove.
At this moment, Wang Dahai was sitting and drinking tea. The towel on his shoulder was already soaked.
"How is it, Brother Wang?"
"I've already chopped it and cleaned the vat. You're the only one left.”
Yang Zhe walked to the front, reached into the vat, and sniffed it.
There was no strange smell in the jar that was half the height of a person.
On the contrary, there was a very pleasant smell of earth.
This meant that the vat was new and had not been filled with anything messy.
"Then let's start the fire and drip the soup.”
After Yang Zhe finished speaking, he turned around and went to the cold fresh food warehouse to take out the ingredients.
The most exquisite Buddha Jumps Over The Wall Soup usually required more than 18 expensive ingredients.
Moreover, almost all of them were at the level of abalone ginseng and wing belly.
Half of the ingredients were specially used to refine the soup.
The other half of the ingredients would appear in the soup in a dazzling array.
Therefore, you could say that Buddha Jumps Over The Wall Soup was a soup, or you could say that it was a dish.
This was its uniqueness.
Yang Zhe cut off the bones of the chicken, muscovy duck, pig skin, pork, and chicken feet.
Then, he fried the three carps until both sides were golden yellow.
The first step of making soup was to drip white soup.
That was to boil the soup until it was as white as milk.
Therefore, he needed to use ingredients with more bones.
In addition, the addition of the carp could quickly break down the fat into particles, making the soup purer.
Yang Zhe's knife skills were as fast as lightning, and his stream of consciousness cutting technique was dazzling.
In an instant, the ingredients on the table had been processed to perfection.
Zhang Tianai obediently reached out and placed all the ingredients into a huge iron basin.
"It's raw and still fishy. It's not easy to wash your hands.”
"Don't be afraid. I used to help my grandma like this.”
Zhang Tian 'ai revealed a cute smile. Her actions were gentle and serious.
It was as if she had obsessive-compulsive disorder. All the ingredients had to be sorted and placed properly.
The pork trotters were placed together, and the chicken feet were placed together.
In the end, they were arranged neatly and orderly.
After that, the two of them carried the basin back to the backyard.
At this moment, Wang Dahai was squatting in front of the stove with a dark face.
He was holding a charred wooden stick in his hand, and he kept coughing as he poked the fire.
"F * ck, Brother Yang, making a fire is simply killing me. Those demons who wanted to eat Tang Sanzang's meat had already boiled the fire, but they ran away.”
"Didn't you start a fire in your hometown? Why do you look like a newbie?"
"The capital stopped using clay stoves many years ago. They've all switched to natural gas.”
"It's fine as long as the fire starts. I'll go get the big wok from the kitchen first.”
Zhang Tianai suddenly raised her hand.”
"Alright then, I'll have to trouble you." Yang Zhe smiled.”
"It's okay. I like watching you cook!”
Zhang Tian 'ai ran all the way to the front room and brought a large wok to the backyard.
Immediately after, Yang Zhe began to blanch the modified ingredients to remove the foam.
After he fished it out, he threw it into the clear water basin and slowly kneaded and washed it.
This was a very boring process because every piece of food had to be washed to the point where it did not stick to his hands.
Pig skin and pork trotters were rich in a lot of protein.
After blanching, their surface would have a sticky texture.
It had to be washed by hand until the texture did not exist and the surface was even smooth before it was considered qualified.
This was because the Buddha Jumps Over The Wall Soup had very high requirements for the soup. Any impurities would affect the taste.
Yang Zhe and Zhang Tianai kneaded the ingredients in the basin together.
At the same time, he had to keep an eye on the fire in the earthen stove.
He told Wang Dahai how to add firewood and reduce the fire.
"Don't add so much at the beginning. It'll be difficult to order more if you crush it.”
"Don't open the fire when you put the dry wood in. Just put it on gently.”
"The fire must be hollow so that the air can be used to support the fire.”
As Yang Zhe spoke, his hand in the basin was suddenly grabbed.
The little hand that grabbed him was cold and delicate, soft and very comfortable.
"Hmm?"
"Aiya, I'm sorry. I thought it was pork trotters!”
Zhang Tian 'ai retracted her hand, her cheeks turning pink.
Yang Zhe glanced at his hand, his expression a little blank.
Is this thing very similar to pig trotters?
"F * ck, Brother Yang, the fire is rising. It almost raised my eyebrows!”
"Don't raise your fire stick so high. If it burns too fast, new firewood won't be able to light up!”
At this moment, Yang Zhe's hand was grabbed by a pair of cold and delicate hands.
And this time, her hands gently touched the back of his hand, as if unwilling to let go.
"You think it's a pig trotter again?"
"No, no, I…I thought it was chicken feet.”
“……”
Yang Zhe looked deeply at Zhang Tianai.
It was fine if you mistook it for a pig trotter. After all, regardless of the shape, the body shape was indeed similar.
However, it would be too much if you thought it was a chicken claw.
My finger is almost as big as a chicken's ankle.
"I really got the wrong person…"
"Good job. Don't admit it next time."
Zhang Tianai stuck out her tongue and stared at his hands while she was washing them.
To be honest, she had always thought that Yang Zhe's hands should be full of calluses.
After all, he was a chef. Holding a knife all day would definitely cause calluses.
However, he never expected Yang Zhe's hands to be so beautiful.
It was clean and fair, slender and well-proportioned, not rough at all.
She couldn't help but want to touch him, so she grabbed him secretly when he turned around!
Zhang Tian 'ai couldn't help but bite her lips, her eyes fixed on his hand.
It would be a pity if he didn't wear a panda disco with such a hand!
Zhang Tianai could not help but raise her head as she fantasized about him wearing a Rolex.
"Chef Yang, when is your birthday?”
" May 3rd. Why?"
Hearing this answer, Zhang Tianai couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
It was May 3rd. Wasn't that more than three months ago?
"Then, then what day was the day you were born?”
"I don't know."
Zhang Tianai took out her phone and flipped through it." It's Thursday. Can I give you a birthday present next Thursday?"”
Yang Zhe was stunned for a moment. I think I was born at nine in the morning. Can you give me a gift at nine tomorrow morning?”
"Okay, okay. Wait for me. I'll call my assistant!”
"Hey, wait a minute. I was just joking!”
Zhang Tian 'ai didn't take it as a joke. He took a few steps away and took out his phone.
Yang Zhe opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.
Female celebrities always seemed to have such a strange way of thinking.
Just like Reba, she suddenly pounced on him and kissed him.
He still didn't know why Reba was so impulsive.
Yang Zhe shook his head and looked back at Wang Dahai.
Brother Dahai was already in tears from the smoke, and he kept covering his nose with his sleeves.
"Brother Wang, if you were in my hometown, you probably wouldn't even be able to get a wife.”
"I'd rather not marry a wife than start a fire.”
Yang Zhe gave an encouraging smile." Take your time. You still have one night to practice."”
Wang Dahai sighed.”
"If people can't breathe, how can they smell the fragrance of vegetables?”
"F * ck, that makes sense. Then let's keep it.”
Wang Dahai coughed twice and raised the fire.""Brother Yang, if our team finishes filming, how can I eat your dishes in the future?”
Yang Zhe rubbed the pork trotter in his hand." After this movie is done, it's not difficult to find another one."”
"That's true. Anyway, there are filming scenes in the cinema every day.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Tianai had already hung up the phone and walked over leisurely.
She had just asked her assistant to go back to the city to order a watch. She planned to give it to Yang Zhe as a gift tomorrow.
It couldn't be helped. Yang Zhe's hands were too beautiful.
She had no resistance against boys with good-looking hands and watches.
But Zhang Tianai didn't know that Zhao Lusi had the same thought.
After a while, the ingredients were almost all washed clean.
Wang Dahai finally boiled the water in the jar.
Yang Zhe stood on a stool with an iron basin and poured all the ingredients used to hang the white soup into it.
The ingredients in this pot were estimated to weigh more than ten catties and would take eight hours to cook.
At the beginning, the fire was boiling. He had to watch the time and watch the fire.
It allowed the bones to emit fragrance and allow the colloid to completely fuse with the soup.
Two hours later, he added the Crucian Carp in and continued to boil it.
However, there were also many chefs who didn't like to use Crucian Carps.
If he wanted to make the soup whiter, it would be easier to have a spoonful of triple flower milk.
However, Yang Zhe was definitely not the kind of chef who liked technology.
Cooking was the same as being human. One had to have a conscience.
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