Chapter 289 The fragrant braised pork

So after Zhang Qian saw Ye Cheng's cold eyes, her heart cooled, and her head regained some calm, because Ye Cheng's eyes just now were too scary.

Zhang Qian had no doubt that if she rushed forward just now, she would inevitably be put down by Ye Cheng at the first time, and then she would lose not only Ye Cheng's trust but also the braised pork made by Ye Cheng himself.

So Zhang Qian completely calmed down, stood at the door of the kitchen and silently watched Ye Cheng make braised pork, not daring to make the slightest rash move.

After all, Ye Cheng's kitchen is a forbidden place for strangers, and without his permission, others will never be able to step into the kitchen for half a step, because in Ye Cheng's view, the kitchen is a sacred and pure place, and not everyone is qualified to step into the kitchen.

Because a person who doesn't know how to cherish ingredients and doesn't know how to cook steps into the kitchen, it will be the biggest insult and discrimination to the kitchen, so Ye Cheng will never allow others to step into his kitchen.

Ye Cheng glanced at Zhang Qian coldly, and then continued to make his own braised pork, because his braised pork is still only poured into the pot, and it is not considered braised pork, if you insist on giving it a name, it is the pork belly poured into the pot.

Ye Cheng is very strict in doing things, and there is absolutely no room for mistakes and loopholes, so Ye Cheng cares so much about this, so if you can come up with a name to deal with it casually, then this dish can also be replaced by any name.

Then this braised pork loses the meaning of its name, because if you can cope with it just by marrying a random name, then you can also call him black braised pork or purple braised pork, because it doesn't matter.

But Ye Cheng felt that it couldn't be like this, because the two names of black braised pork and purple braised pork could not really show the essence of pork belly, if you marry a random name, then Ye Cheng felt that it was better to call the pork belly in the pot directly, because this can also explain the importance and indispensability of pork belly.

Only in this way can the importance of the name braised pork be expressed, because there is no other name that can replace her, so it is more precious and extraordinary.

However, Ye Cheng didn't have much opinion on this, because whether it was pork belly or braised pork, these were just names, and since it was a name, there was no need to care too much about him.

Because for Ye Cheng, it doesn't matter what a person's name is, he can be called Zhang San or Li Si, but he can't be called Ye Wu, because Ye Cheng doesn't allow anyone to insult his surname.

However, even if someone called Ye Wu, Ye Cheng would not say anything, and he would not even have the slightest anger and turmoil in his heart, nor would he have too many emotional fluctuations about it, because after experiencing a thousand years of reincarnation, Ye Cheng had lost his feelings, and all he had left was instinct and skills.

Just like cooking is one of Ye Cheng's countless skills, so Ye Cheng doesn't have too many opinions on what to call it, even if this braised pork is not called braised pork, but Ye Cheng, then Ye Cheng will not have the slightest hesitation and anger.

Because no matter what it's called, it's just a dish, a dish made by Ye Cheng himself, so it doesn't matter what it's called, what matters is who makes it and whether it's delicious or not.

As long as it's delicious, it's okay to call it the world's worst red winding pork, because no one else will refuse to eat it because of its name, and the same goes for it.

If it's not delicious, then it's useless even if it's the best braised pork in the world, because other people know that this dish is not delicious, so they won't eat it, although they will taste it, but after tasting it, they will immediately spit it out, because it's not delicious, so no matter how good the name is, it's useless.

So Ye Cheng doesn't care about what the name of this dish is, what Ye Cheng cares about is whether this dish is delicious or not, and how good it tastes, although these two words are similar, but they are two concepts.

Because the two concepts of whether it is delicious and how it tastes are completely different, whether it is delicious or not is to ask whether the dish is good or not, so it is mainly to ask other people's opinions, and how to taste is to ask others how the dish tastes.

So their concepts are naturally different, but Ye Cheng is worried about this, and he doesn't have to worry about it at all, because Ye Cheng does it himself

There is nothing unpalatable, even if it is a dish that Ye Cheng thinks is extremely unpalatable, when it comes to other people's mouths, it has become a cherished delicacy.

Because Ye Cheng is very picky about eating, but whenever there is a little flaw, he will completely overturn and deny it, because in his opinion, if the cooking can't be perfect, then what else can he do?

Because the dish is used to be eaten by others, if you don't make it delicious, then why should others eat your food, he will definitely go to the restaurant next door to eat in the future, or he may go to the restaurant on the left to eat, but he just won't come to you to eat.

Because the food you cook is not delicious, they naturally won't come to you, which is why Ye Cheng either doesn't cook or cooks well.

Ye Cheng opened the lid of the nest, and a strong fragrance immediately wafted out, and the pork belly inside had been stewed crispy, soft and delicious, making people want to pick up a piece and put it in their mouths now.

However, Ye Cheng did not act rashly, but continued to stew the braised pork in the pot, because this last step is very crucial to collect the juice, if you don't do this step well, it means that all your efforts will be wasted, and when the time comes, this pot of pork belly will already be considered a waste in Ye Cheng's opinion.

Ye Cheng naturally didn't know this after cooking for so many years, so after he lifted the lid of the pot, he immediately began to collect the juice, making the tender and delicious braised pork even more attractive, making Zhang Qian outside the kitchen salivate and swallow hard.

After Ye Cheng waited for the braised pork in the pot to be ready, he immediately served it, only to see that the braised pork out of the pot was fragrant, and people couldn't help but want to eat it.

Ye Cheng looked up at the window after cooking the braised pork, and found that it was already twelve o'clock at noon, so it was also time to eat, Ye Cheng took out two bowls and four chopsticks from the kitchen, and then took out a pot of fragrant white rice.

Ye Cheng put the braised pork and white rice on the table, and waited for Zhang Qian to come over to eat together, Zhang Qian's heart was not only full of emotion when she saw this, because Ye Cheng was really good to herself.

Not only did she eat a big pot of mutton stewed radish for herself, but she also invited herself to eat braised pork, she really couldn't repay this great kindness, in fact, Ye Cheng never thought of asking Zhang Qian to repay him anything, because he is a person who does things without asking for anything in return.

Although there are very few people like this in this society, Ye Cheng is exactly one of them, and he not only does things without asking for anything in return, but also does good deeds without leaving a name, which is even rarer in today's society.

It's just that Ye Cheng was suddenly moved to a little silence, because there are too few people like him, and the few are almost impossible to find, so it can be said that a slap can't be counted.

But what can be done, life is like this, no matter how hard and tired it is, you have to grit your teeth and go on, because after the wind and rain, the rainbow appears, but the most sad thing for Ye Cheng is not that there is no rainbow, but that he can't see tomorrow at all.

Is there a tomorrow? Ye Cheng didn't know, because in the thousand-year reincarnation, every day was repeated, and when he woke up the next day, it was another day of circulation, so in this way, Ye Cheng no longer looked forward to tomorrow.

Because he knew that tomorrow would be like this, so instead of looking forward to it, it was better to try to live today well, but would it be okay today? Ye Cheng didn't know, because for him, time was meaningless, whether it was today or tomorrow.

Because even yesterday has no meaning, these are all gone, so it shouldn't be missed anymore, right?, but time can pass, but he can't forget, because some things are like the stars in the sky, which cannot be forgotten or changed.

On this point, Ye Cheng can't forget yesterday, so is yesterday still meaningful? Maybe there is, maybe not, but Ye Cheng feels that there should still be, because if there is no meaning, then why did yesterday appear.

But if it makes sense, then why didn't yesterday have the slightest value and significance? Regarding this, Ye Cheng fell into deep contemplation and couldn't extricate himself.