Food: starting from feeding Fat Reba in the crew

Chapter 274 While interviewing and drooling!!

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The sharp blade slashed at the board.

Two peeled potatoes become shredded potatoes in a blink of an eye.

Although this time the speed is not as terrifying as just now.

But judging from his calm and one-going, it is also clear how solid his skills are.

Seeing this scene, the cameraman who controlled the machine couldn’t help frowning slightly.

He has already filmed a lot of cooks during this time.

After all, the people take food as their heaven.

Since CCTV wants to shoot the vigorous and upward spiritual outlook of all walks of life, then the chef industry cannot hide ~ the past.

So in the past month or so, he has followed the film crew all over the country and seen a lot of cook-teacher cooking process.

But I don’t know how.

The videographer had a strange feeling at this point.

It is that Yang Zhe’s cutting process is crisper and neat than everyone else, and the eyes give people a very comfortable feeling.

It’s like admiring the process of making a work of art, and the word is very eye-catching and comfortable, which is a very subjective word.

Some people feel comfortable with long lengths, while others feel comfortable with coarse.

But it’s really strange that something as boring as chopping vegetables can give people a comfortable feeling.

Is it because he is handsome? But I’m a straight one.

With doubts and puzzlement, the cameraman pulled the vista to the close-up, ready to give him a close-up of the action.

But just as the camera pushed over, his gaze suddenly froze. The cameraman saw the knife in Yang Zhe’s hand and couldn’t help but rub his eyes.

This knife he has seen!

Although the knife handle is a little different, the whole is very, very similar.

It was a Cantonese cuisine inheritor he interviewed six months ago with a food show.

The old chef is in his fifties, and when he faces the camera, he takes out a wooden box.

When the box is opened, under the bright yellow satin is a knife like this.

The old chef’s expression was very proud, and his eyes were full of pride when he looked at the knife.

He said there are few knives like this in the country.

It has been seven or eight years since he got his hands on it, and he has not been willing to use it once.

This crew chef is a little uneasy, huh?

Is he really just a cook who makes box lunches in the crew?

Damn, handsome, good cooking, which window did God close for him? God closed someone else’s window and made him a back garden, right? The photographer looked back and glanced at the reporter Bing Bing next to him.

At this time, Bingbing had already revealed his starry eyes, and his eyes stared directly at Yang Zhe and refused to move away.

Men who can cook are the most handsome.

This is the consensus of most women.

But the chefs Bingbing interviewed before were basically seniors in the industry.

Senior, even if it is not white sideburns, it must be old

And the chef industry can not be separated from firewood, rice, oil and salt in this life, basically in a few years to raise their heart wide body fat.

There are not many cooks like Yang Zhe who are thin and even have muscles in their arms.

Bing Bing looked at it, and his gaze couldn’t help but move down.

She thinks Yang Zhe should have abs, I don’t know if it’s right.

“Do you still want to cut it?”

“Or I can just stir-fry a plate of sour and spicy shredded potatoes and make ingredients for you.”

After Yang Zhe finished cutting the two potatoes, he raised his eyes to look at Bingbing.

Who knew that the other party kept staring at him, as if he hadn’t heard him.

“Hello?”

“Ahhh… Ah, I was just looking at abs. ”

“？？？”

Bingbing came back to his senses: “No, no, no, I said to see you chop vegetables.” ”

Yang Zhe picked up the knife and rinsed it: “I just asked, is the material enough?” How about I just stir-fry a sour and spicy shredded potato? ”

“Is that okay? That’s great, so we have plenty of material. ”

“Okay, then I’ll fry one.”

Yang Zhe put the shredded potatoes into the basin and rinsed them with clean water.

Wash all the starch of the potatoes and drain the water in a drainy basin.

Then boil the oil, stir-fry the green onion, ginger and garlic, add the chili rings, and start stir-frying the shredded potatoes.

As the flames rose, a burst of smoke scattered.

Taking advantage of this time, Bingbing began his own interview.

“Chef Yang, how long have you been working here?”

“It’s been exactly two months, and I came in with the group.”

“What’s it like to be a chef on a crew? Will it be tiring? ”

“Actually, it’s okay for me, after all, I’m still young and stronger.”

Bing Bing glanced at his bulging biceps when he was bumping the spoon, his cheeks were slightly red, and his heart said that this was true.

This kind of muscle that is exercised because of work is indeed much better than those who eat protein powder in the gym…

“So Chef Yang, what is your New Year’s resolution?”

“I hope to make my food accessible to more people, right?”

“Then when you go home for the New Year, will you prepare a hearty Chinese New Year’s Eve meal for your family.”

“Of course, I plan to call everyone in the family, and everyone will talk together, open the vinegar bottle, and pour balsamic vinegar along the wall of the pot.”

As the flames rise, a taste of sour and salty gradually begins to be released.

The smell made both Bing Bing and the photographer stunned.

As if his appetite was activated in an instant, his mouth began to move a little.

It’s so fragrant.

Is this really the taste of sour and spicy shredded potatoes?

Bing Bing looked at the pot stupidly, and his eyes couldn’t help but flash a light.

At this moment, the photographer on the opposite side suddenly made a look at her.

“Bingbing, mouth!”

“Huh?”

A trace of dazedness flashed across Bingbing’s face.

What’s wrong with the mouth?

The mouth is so good on the face.

But soon, she discovered the problem.

Because she found that the corners of her mouth became wet, and when she touched it with her fingertips, it suddenly became crystalline.

Hey? Slobber!

Bing Bing looked at the photographer in surprise and found that the other party was also constantly wiping the corners of his mouth.

After a long time, the dish is almost finished stir-frying, and the sour and spicy potato shreds in the pot are also out of the pot.

“Chef Yang, can we try the sour and spicy shredded potatoes you made?”

“Yes, everyone has dinner anyway, and no one eats this thing.”

Hearing these words, Director Zhu and Wang Dahai, who were standing next to them, couldn’t help but widen their eyes.

Damn, who said that no one ate anymore?!

Is there some misunderstanding of Chef Yang’s craft?! But Bing Bing and the photographer don’t care about that.

They picked up their chopsticks with great interest, and even the dishes were not used, and went directly to the pot and sang.

The shredded potatoes of uniform thickness are put into the mouth, and the sour, spicy and salty taste instantly melts into a bite that is crisp and juicy, and it is simply full of flavor.

Homemade side dishes like this have been eaten by almost everyone.

But the shredded potatoes made from Yang Zhe at this moment did not taste perfect.

After taking a sip, endless surprise flashed in the eyes of the two people.

Can shredded potatoes really be so delicious?!

This…… Is this the taste of shredded potatoes?