Singing at the beginning rewards the 100 billion group

This time the voice has changed a lot, similar to the previous female voice and opera tone, which has a great impact on the hearing.

Maybe because it is too hoarse and vicissitudes of life, it is likely to cause some fans not to get used to it.

Chapter 246 Top Chinese Cuisine

"Ding"

"Congratulations to the host, the task is completed."

"Bonus: top Chinese cooking."

The reward is in hand.

A magical energy instantly possessed the body, not only the hands, but even the mouth, nose, and brain felt obvious changes.

If you want to be a good chef, you must use your hands and brains.

Zhang Yuan understands that first of all, he has good knife skills, he can cut vegetables quickly and well.

Secondly, to be able to master the heat, the heat of Chinese food is very important.

Furthermore, you must learn to choose ingredients. Good ingredients are the first hurdle for all delicious foods, and they must be strictly controlled.

A good chef must also be familiar with the kitchen and learn to use the kitchen reasonably.

To be familiar with the eight major cuisines of Chinese cuisine.

You must learn to think and have your own ideas. You can't cook blindly, and become a cooking machine without thoughts and emotions.

In short, the chefs and his team are very broad and profound. Food is the most important thing for the people, and the cultural connotation of Chinese food is very profound.

Even though Zhang Yuan already has top-level Chinese cooking skills, he can't guarantee that he is a master chef.

"How about trying it now?"

Zhang Yuan immediately came to the kitchen and cut a potato shred first.

Let’s use the standard of Wangjiang Tower, where the shredded potatoes are really fine.

咣 咣 咣!

Three under five divided by two.

In less than 5 minutes, Zhang Yuan had already cut a plate of shredded potatoes, which were very thin.

The length and width of each root are very uniform.

It looks like it was cut by a machine, but shredded potatoes are a typical dish that tests the skill of the knife.

Even in small street shops, the shredded potatoes are very thin.

Zhang Yuan has seen it on TV before, in order to test the apprentice's knife skills, the chef often uses a ruler to measure the potato shreds.

This strict requirement has also created the unique charm of Chinese food.

Potato shreds, potato slices, potato cubes, all kinds of different shapes, Zhang Yuan cuts them very well, very smoothly, and can be easily grasped.

feels wonderful.

Looking at his hands, Zhang Yuan felt amazing.

This is the skill rewarded by the system. If he doesn't sing anymore, he can definitely be a good cook. With this cooking skill, he can be successful in his life.

After cutting it, it had to be fried. Zhang Yuan immediately fried three plates of potatoes.

Potato shreds, potato chips, potato cubes.

Added a little vinegar to enhance the flavor, then turned on high heat and stir-fried. Zhang Yuan held the spoon in his left hand and kept stirring with his right hand.

Just stir-fry on high heat for 2 minutes, and the potato shreds and potato chips are perfectly cooked.

Then, the potato cubes began to simmer, and after 10 minutes, the potato cubes were cooked.

No matter what others say, Zhang Yuan himself first feels that the color, fragrance and taste are complete, which is completely different from before.

Xiangzhen happened to be here, and when he smelled the aroma, he was so hungry that he started to eat it.

"Your culinary skills have grown too fast,"

Xiang Zhen took a bite of rice and stuffed a piece of potato.

"Although they are all potatoes, they taste really good. They are tender, crispy, hot and sour, and go well with rice."

"By the way, is this Sichuan cuisine or Hunan cuisine?"

Xiang Zhen liked it so much, she completely disregarded her image as a lady, and stuttered like a storm.

"Uh, this, it should be Sichuan cuisine,"

Zhang Yuan thought for a while and said.

"It's good enough, eat more,"

Zhang Yuan was very happy.

Seeing that Xiang Zhen likes his food so much, Zhang Yuan feels a sense of accomplishment in his heart.

"Since Xiang Zhen likes to eat, then everyone else should like it too,"

After all, this is a culinary skill rewarded by the system, Zhang Yuan is confident.

"I think you can open a restaurant with your cooking skills," Xiang Zhen said.

"Well, I've thought about it,"

I thought about it when I was in school, but I suffered from lack of start-up funds.

"However, your culinary skills have improved too fast, which is equivalent to reaching the sky in one step,"

Xiang Zhen said.

She patted her round belly and burped.

"Um, I'm so full,"

Zhang Yuan was already thinking about what to do next.

"Why don't you try making fried rice with eggs?"

Egg fried rice is just one type of fried rice.

When it comes to fried rice, there are many.

It's just that Zhang Yuan often eats fried rice with eggs in the university cafeteria because it's cheap and affordable.

However, the taste of the school's egg fried rice is mediocre, which is something Zhang Yuan regrets.

Although fried rice with eggs is simple, it is difficult to make it well.

The simpler the dish, the more authentic it is.

Just as Zhang Yuan was pondering, a call came.

"President Zhang, I have a little trouble," Tang Rou said.

According to Tang Rou's style of handling things, she would never bother Zhang Yuan unless it was an urgent matter.

"I know it's an important matter, let's talk about it," Zhang Yuan said.

Tang Rou said: "The chef of Wangjiang Tower is injured, and there is an urgent need for a chef, but he will definitely not be able to find it for a while, and even if he finds it, he may not be able to use it. It’s not the same, and customers won’t like it either,”

Zhang Yuan understands this truth, the chef is the lifeblood of a restaurant, and all the guests come for him.

Although this matter is a bit troublesome, Zhang Yuan will seize the opportunity that comes to him.

"Well, I'll try it in the past," Zhang Yuan said.

Tang Rou was startled: "Huh? You?"

Zhang Yuan smiled and said, "Why? Don't you even dare to try?"

Zhang Yuan could understand Tang Rou's shock. After all, cooking is not something that can be mastered in a day or two.

Tang Rou was dubious: "Okay, just try it."

Tang Rou was still full of doubts when the two met at the Wangjianglou restaurant.

Zhang Yuan didn't make any excuses, and went directly to the back kitchen under the leadership of the restaurant manager.

"The boss cooks the dishes himself, can this work?"

Everyone, including the restaurant manager, seriously doubted the boss' cooking skills, but due to their status, they dared not express it clearly.

Zhang Yuan could clearly feel the doubts around him, which was normal and all within his expectations.

However, there is no way to keep a low profile now.

He had to take off his mask, otherwise he couldn't cook.

Ugh!

You can't be low-key, you can only be high-key.

The moment he took off the mask, an extremely handsome face appeared.

That silhouette, that brow, that affectionate eyes.

That fair and flawless skin.

He is more beautiful than women.

He is more handsome than any man.

So handsome.

Everyone was stunned.

Only Tang Rou remained calm.

"My God, you, you are Zhang Yuan,"

After a brief silence, there was finally a shocking echo.

"Wow, wow, Zhang Yuan, Zhang Yuan is actually our boss,"

"This is too handsome, even more handsome than on TV, and this figure, height, and size are simply perfect,"

"Male god, my male god, please sign your name,"

"I like your song so much, I'm your fan,"

"Boss, you are actually our boss, hahaha, that's great,"

……

There was another wave of admiration, both men and women adored Zhang Yuan extremely.

This was also expected by Zhang Yuan.

In desperation, Zhang Yuan could only sign for everyone, and then this signature attracted a burst of exclamation and cheers.

Zhang Yuan's good handwriting made fans even more excited.

Chapter 247 Golden Egg Fried Rice

Facing the fanatical pursuit of fans, Zhang Yuan had no choice but to temporarily sign their autographs to appease their excited hearts.

Everyone ignored Zhang Yuan's identity as the boss, and kept screaming, making the back kitchen a spot for star chasing.

"Okay, okay, but everyone must remember that my identity must be kept secret, you know?"

Zhang Yuan once again emphasized very seriously: "I did this for everyone's benefit. As long as everyone doesn't say it, then our restaurant can operate normally, so that it will not disturb everyone's normal life,"

Everyone understood what Zhang Yuan meant, so they agreed on the spot. Besides, although everyone was chasing stars, they did not lose their minds completely. After all, Zhang Yuan was still the boss, and what he said was the imperial decree.

"Okay, thank you everyone, now, please go back to your respective jobs, okay?"

Zhang Yuan said enthusiastically.

All the waiters went out immediately, and most of them started working normally.

call!

Zhang Yuan finally calmed down the mood of the fans, and Zhang Yuan felt that it was not easy.