Food: starting from feeding Fat Reba in the crew

Chapter 289



Chapter 289 The soup given by Chef Yang? That has to be a family heirloom!!

Look at the hula crowd in front of you.

Yang Zhe always had the feeling that he was making an imperial disaster.

It was as if a piece of imperial insects pressed by black pressure flew over, directly raging in the crop field.

In the blink of an eye, those poor crops were gone, only the beautiful rod remained.

Just like now, in the blink of an eye, all the dishes are gone, only the —……

Before Yang Zhe finished thinking, his calm eyes changed instantly.

Damn, the worm can still leave the rod, why don’t this Jun Lao six-car pot leave me behind?!

“Quick, the sea, stop the one who grabbed the pot!”

“Knowing Brother Yang, you will snatch it back immediately, don’t worry!”

“Be careful with my pot, don’t pawn!”

“Don’t worry, I’ll grab his wrist and snatch it back for you without much effort!”

Wang Dahai rushed out with an arrow, but before he could reach out his hand, he was grabbed by the other party’s wrist in the blink of an eye.

Then snap, Brother Dahai made three more rapid shots, and then three times full double misses.

“???”

Brother Dahai’s originally confident expression changed: “Brother, what are you doing?” ”

The middle-aged man who grabbed the pot smiled when he heard this: “I am the martial arts instructor of the crew of “Folding Heaven”! ”

After half a ring, the black casserole was finally snatched back, but the edge was hit with a gap.

In addition, the corners of Brother Dahai’s eyes are a little bruised, and the process is not easy to see, but Brother Dahai has no other advantages, that is, resistance to beating.

He didn’t feel pain at all, and he was even a little complacent about defeating a martial finger.

The martial arts instructor turned out to be at such a level? I can do it too!

Seeing this scene, Yang Zhe couldn’t help but sigh secretly.

No need to ask, that martial arts instructor must be the apprentice taught by Wu Lei and Zhang Ruojun.

Before these two were finished, they thought all day about stealing the unbrushed pot back and eating it at night.

Now these two goods have finally gone, and there is still a heir.

You say grab the vegetables, grab the vegetables, what kind of hero and good man to rob.

What a day, dog.

Yang Zhe soaked the pot that Wang Dahai snatched back into the water and poured dish soap, directly cutting off their idea of grabbing the pot.

At the same time, the crunching sound of dry rice began to rise and fall.

Tender ribs, tough yellow eel, and crisp lotus root, all of them are branched.

It’s a crunching feast.

Only this time, the rhythm of their meal is more delicate than usual.

Tear the tender meat from the ribs, mix it with sweet and sour soup, and be sure to chew more than fifteen bites.

The more flexible yellow eel tenderloin requires 30 bites to allow the flavor to fully spread, not for better digestion.

It’s because in addition to tomorrow’s Chinese New Year’s Eve dinner, this is their last meal on the crew this year.

Plus Yang Zhe said he probably won’t be back next year.

So much so that everyone is a little reluctant to eat.

But no matter how fine the meal is, there is always a moment when it is finished.

It didn’t take long for everyone’s dishes to be empty.

“Chef Yang, you said that you are about to leave, leave something for us as a souvenir.”

“Yes, yes, haven’t you run out of broth yet?” Or give us all the time, I’ll cut the door and eat it! ”

“And that pickle, let’s bring us a few jars by one!”

“Chef Yang, in fact, what I want most is your hand, but I definitely can’t take it, can you just give some secret recipe for roasting rabbits?”

“Lying groove, this guy is right, Chef Yang Lie gave me some secret recipes, right?!”

“I want the secret recipe for roasting suckling pig!”

“Chef Yang, please write me down a nine-turn large intestine method!”

Listening to everyone’s voices, the corners of Yang Zhe’s mouth couldn’t help but twitch.

Good guy, is it okay to even eat and take it?

And also want the secret recipe, what is the secret recipe? It was the chef’s net worth, but Yang Zhe still gave them some of the broth.

This pot of pure white stock does not look special, but the total value is very high, after all, this is pork bones, local chicken and Muscovy duck stew, but he is an old feat.

The actors who received the soup seemed very happy.

It’s just that there are too many people in the crew, and everyone is only given a small bowl.

“This broth is really good, but it’s missing… That’s enough to cook a pot of noodles, right? ”

“Lying groove, you really use it to cook noodles? So much more extravagant? ”

“Luxury? So what are you doing with it? ”

“Of course, it is with top ingredients, what a large lobster king crab, so that it is not a waste of Chef Yang’s broth.”

“What kind of luxury is king crab? Chef Yang’s soup stock has to be served with bluefin tuna. ”

“Well, matsutake mushrooms are fine, yellow-lipped fish are also OK, and white truffles are OK.”

“Well, Old Zhou, why don’t you speak, how are you going to use it?”

“Me? I specially sealed it with plastic wrap as a family heirloom. ”

While speaking, everyone left the open-air restaurant and disappeared at the end of the street of the bell tower.

Yang Zhe returned to the back room, pulled off the plug of the freezer, and directly began to give all the ingredients.

He wasn’t going to make breakfast and lunch tomorrow.

Instead, allow enough time to fully prepare the Chinese New Year’s Eve meal for the evening.

However, there are some ingredients that are easy to skewer, so you have to pick them out first.

Yang Zhe lay on the edge of the freezer, his hand reaching in and rummaging.

This pile of ingredients was bought by Wang Dahai in the past few days.

Because of a heavy snowfall a few days ago, the vegetable seller city in the vegetable market came to the city less.

In desperation, Brother Dahai could only go to the vegetable market in the city and collect some of the ingredients that he couldn’t buy before…

Although going to the city is not like going to the vegetable market next to it, when you come back all the way uphill.

But just pedaling a tricycle to run so many places, Wang Dahai almost lost half his life.

After picking the ingredients, Yang Zhe breathed a sigh of relief.

Then I made a cup of tea, sat on a rattan chair and swayed slowly, waiting until the sun set the next morning.

The last day before the holiday arrived.

Yang Zhe drove the car left by Qin Ziang.

I plan to pack up all my things, send Wang Dahai to the train station early tomorrow morning, and then pick up Qin Ziang and go home.

He has been on the crew for about two months.

Originally there were not many straight luggage, but now it is a little inexhaustible, half of which was purchased online, and half of it was sent by Reba and Zhao Ruth.

These things are not obvious when they are placed in the house.

But as soon as he cleaned up, he felt that he couldn’t finish how to clean up.

In the end, Yang Zhe filled a whole trunk, but there was still a quarter left.

In desperation, he had to drive to the express station again.

Those that could not be loaded and were not in a hurry to use were all sent out by courier.

As soon as he came back, Wang Dahai had already arrived at the open-air restaurant.

He also packed his luggage and packed it all into his suitcase.

Brother Dahai is a very living person, and his luggage is only two sweaters, a cotton coat, and twenty-eight pairs of pants.

Don’t ask why there are so many pants, it’s all to blame that tricycle is too crotch-grinding ah spoon…




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