"Cooking is a very face-watching skill.

Of course, this look at the face is not based on your appearance, but refers to the meaning of character in general.

Some people have been lonely all their lives, practicing their cooking skills, and the food they cook is only to the point of being edible.

If that person hadn't practiced hard, then stir-frying, sugar, and salt would be indiscriminate, and it would be difficult to eat. The most feared thing is that good ingredients will be spoiled by him like poison, and eating bad stomach or even food poisoning is a big deal.

Some people, on the contrary, are born to be good chefs, and if they are systematically trained, becoming a first-class chef is not a problem.

The most important thing in cooking is talent. ”

The beetle conjured up a fist-sized unicorn fairy and flew around Ye Yang. Naturally, it was a fragmented thought that only Ye Yang could hear.

"And you, host, your talent for cooking is hopeless. The entertainment system has given up on your culinary talent, so when the system is turned on, it will give you a master-level skill. ”

A frying pan flew over, but unfortunately it didn't bother it by passing through the intelligent life body of this pit daddy.

"Is my culinary talent really that bad?" Ye Yang gritted his teeth and stared at the Beetle. If you were as it said, what did you eat all those years ago?

"Think about it yourself, I'm going to hibernate." The beetle ignored Ye Yang and disappeared directly in front of Ye Yang.

"Smart insects also want to hibernate? But is the food I cooked before really hard to eat? Ye Yang, who couldn't cry or laugh, subconsciously recalled the memories of these years.

It seems that when I was a child, I was collecting wild fruits and catching game at the bottom of the cliff to eat. Many times, Ye Yang would scorch the game, and he couldn't seem to see anything.

Ye Yang recalled that he continued to skip and returned to the time when he rarely cooked. It seems that after that time, there are a lot of stray cats and dogs near where he lives.

Now that I think about it, it seems that it was really his masterpiece director? However, it is good that what he does does not harm others.

"! Now I'm a master chef. "Okay, Ye Yang subconsciously forgot about the previous events and concentrated on brewing a sumptuous dinner in the evening.

The dinner in the evening was a medicinal diet, but it was a medicinal diet in Cantonese cuisine. As for why he got such a table of medicinal food, it was all because of the memory guide of his previous life, the news that Aunt Mei Yanfang died of cancer, how could Ye Yang not hear about it back then?

"Cancer? This one is a bit tricky! Turning the pot in his hand pleasantly, Ye Yang's mind fell on Mei Yanfang's condition.

Let the current Ye Yang cure Mei Yanfang's cancer, Ye Yang can't do it yet. However, with the long-term improvement of the medicinal diet, and the treatment of the means in the Tai Chi classics, Ye Yang was seventy percent sure that Mei Yanfang would be cured.

"Don't think too much, no matter how bad it is, it can still be done in 20 years." Putting aside distractions, Ye Yang devoted himself wholeheartedly to the unprecedented work of the team.

When Zhang Guorong came out of Mei Yanfang's room, he was really startled by Ye Yang's cousin in the kitchen. "Could it be that this guy is really a special chef?"

No wonder Zhang Guorong was surprised, he saw Ye Yang's hand fall with a knife, and a huge white radish was cut into slices. With his eyesight, he could see that those radish slices were crystal clear, which showed Ye Yang's excellent knife skills.

The most rare thing is that Ye Yang slices in his right hand, and he still holds a spatula in his left hand.

"Xiao Yang, are you from a juggling troupe?" Zhang Guorong put down the medicinal food in his hand and couldn't help but sigh for a while. With this kind of craftsmanship, what show you go to participate in, you have already earned enough eyeballs.

Ye Yang didn't have time for the superstar brother's "appreciation" for him, but turned down the stove gas a little on the way to cover the pot.

"Brother, help fiddle with the dishes and chopsticks, just wait a few minutes." The title of brother is naturally Zhang Guorong's nickname, and Ye Yang also saw that Zhang Guorong didn't really accept him as an apprentice, so he just called him by the fans' nickname for him.

Zhang Guorong did not follow Ye Yang's orders, but walked to the side of the stove pressure cooker. Pointing to the pressure cooker with some curiosity, he inevitably felt a little unconvinced. "There's soup in this pot, right? It's only half an hour of soup, is it hot enough? ”

At the dinner table of southerners, there is always a pot of soup, and it is impossible to investigate how this habit came about. Southerners like to boil a lot of ingredients into a pot of old hot soup, and if you don't have it, it's as if something is missing.

Since it is called Lao Huo Liang Soup, naturally the longer it is boiled, the better its taste and nutritional value. Of course, it is best to use porcelain such as casseroles to make soup.

Zhang Guorong just persuaded Mei Yanfang to rest, and it took about half an hour. Even if you use a pressure cooker to make soup, how good can the soup be for half an hour?

As a southerner, Zhang Guorong naturally doesn't trust Ye Yang very much. In his memory, no matter whether relatives and friends boiled soup, it was all three hours from the bottom.

"Have you ever heard of Qigong?" Ye raised his eyebrows and asked Zhang Guorong. In this modern era where the internal strength method is jokingly called fiction and hard qigong is the king, Ye Yang can only say that the Tai Chi method is qigong.

"I've heard of it." Zhang Guorong took a few steps back slightly, waiting for Ye Yang's performance. Zhang Guorong noticed one thing at this time, it seems that Ye Yang really has a stunt.

Due to Ye Yang's cooking, Ye Yang took off his thick windbreaker. Zhang Guorong realized that when there was also a low temperature of ten degrees in the house, Ye Yang was only wearing a thin shirt. It's obviously weird, but he's wearing two high-end wool jackets as a base.

"I'll show you off." Ye Yang was also a little interested at this time. Giving a show to superstar Zhang Guorong is quite a sense of accomplishment for Ye Yang, a fan.

Quickly filling several plates with radish slices, Ye Yang, who had already prepared six dishes, came to the edge of the pressure cooker. After ignoring the hot metal appearance with both hands and naturally putting them on the pressure cooker, Ye Yang smiled at Zhang Guorong, who was a little vigilant. "Don't worry, it won't explode."

Just like in the movie God of Food in the previous life, Ye Yang slowly urged the soft Taoist true qi in his body, and slowly urged the fusion of black chicken and medicinal herbs in the pressure cooker. However, in just about thirty seconds, Ye Yang was already sweating, and the soup in the same pressure cooker was almost the same as the old Huo Liang soup.

Letting go of his hands, even Ye Yang, who was carrying such a magical thing as True Qi, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and finally succeeded. picked up a soaked towel from the wash basin and handed it to Zhang Guorong, "Brother, you can open it and take a look." ”

"Hmm." Zhang Guorong didn't say much, took the wet towel and lifted the pressure cooker. I saw a mist wafting out of the pressure cooker, bringing a burst of sweet fragrance and an urge to increase my appetite.

"Incredible!" I can't help but praise Zhang Guorong, the soup in the pressure cooker is rich, which is completely the embodiment of the old fire boiling slowly for several hours.

"Okay! I'll help you get the dishes and chopsticks. Zhang Guorong is not a hypocritical person, he readily obeys Ye Yang's instructions to set up the dishes and chopsticks. If it were someone else, would you let him be a superstar to set the dishes and chopsticks? Which one would be willing?

"Ah Rong, are you serious? Xiao Yang made dinner so quickly. Mei Yanfang, who was sitting at the edge of the dining table, couldn't believe it. She just listened to Zhang Guorong's command to close her eyes and recuperate, but in the blink of an eye, Zhang Guorong asked her to prepare for dinner, and she only squinted for a long time.

Zhang Guorong didn't speak, but went into the kitchen to help Ye Yang serve food. Not to mention Ah Mei, even when he saw Ye Yang do it with his own eyes, he still had some disbelief in his heart.

"Aunt Mei, brother, try my craft." Ye Yang shamelessly put himself in the perspective of a chef and recommended the dishes he made to Mei Yanfang and Zhang Guorong.

Cantonese cuisine is prepared in a variety of ways, frying, simmering, steaming, and ...... It can be called the first of the eight major cuisines of China. Those who fly in the sky, run on the ground, swim in the water, and even drill in the soil all have their own ways and methods of eating. The same ingredient has different methods and different tastes, so it is really difficult to make real Cantonese food.

In front of the two of them was black chicken soup, which was properly treated equally. The black chicken soup originally had the effect of nourishing yin and nourishing the spirits, and Ye Yang's plan from the health regimen was completely suitable for artists such as Zhang Guorong and Mei Yanfang.

"Not bad!" The two of them were a little skeptical of Ye Yang's craftsmanship at first. But since the first bite, both of them have begun to praise it.

As artists, they basically didn't have enough food and clothing when they debuted. Even after becoming famous, they began to pay attention to maintenance, but most of them fell into the root of the disease before and were in a sub-healthy state for a long time. Stomach pain is a common disease of artists who do not eat on time.

In this way, they have too late to rest, how can they have time to enjoy real food? Even if it is a five-star hotel meal, how many first-class chefs are stationed in it?

Mei Yanfang's exhaustion just now, where can she still see it now? While feeling the deliciousness of this black chicken soup, I quickly drank the soup into my mouth. Zhang Guorong on the side didn't talk much, and now he didn't have time to speak, for fear that he wouldn't be able to drink this delicious black chicken soup if he was one step slower.

Ye Yang didn't drink much, but stood up and kept adding soup for the two of them. The deliciousness of this black chicken soup is completely sublimated by wild ginseng in the kitchen.

This star artist is really the most lucrative profession, and Ye Yang can see that in the kitchen, there are not a lot of wild ginseng of a certain year.

This is naturally also due to the national conditions of the water blue star Huaguo. In their previous lives, Mei Yanfang and Zhang Guorong could only be said to be stars in Xiangjiang, and their influence was in the southern region of China.

There is no invasion of the Eight-Nation Coalition in this world. China, with the Menggu grassland in the north and the edge of Oceania in the south, is a properly unified country.

Under this national condition, all the stars who originated in Xiangjiang in their previous lives have become well-known stars in China, and they are no longer limited to a small place in Xiangjiang. No matter what kind of artist, backed by a huge population of 1.7 billion, their results have become extremely terrifying.

Mei Yanfang, who is a superstar, and Zhang Guorong, who has a wider range of achievements and is famous all over the world for his work "Farewell My Concubine", it is strange that their family is short of money.

"However," while adding soup to the two of them, Ye Yang's doubts were even more intense. "In this world, my brother Zhang Guorong doesn't even have the same famous songs, why are their peak works all Farewell My Concubine? That's not very scientific! ”

"Haha!" After some dragon fighting, Mei Yanfang finally put down her chopsticks contentedly. "Xiao Yang! The next three meals will be handed over to you. After the devastation of Ah Rong's food, I now like a special chef like you even more, completely two worlds! ”

didn't care about his friend's girl-like shouting, Zhang Guorong just elegantly wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin, even if he was despised, he only smiled at it. He also came from a wealthy family, but he still had never tried such a wonderful meal.

Mei Yanfang didn't notice that her body was no longer weak before, and she patted Ye Yang's shoulder with great pride. With a flick of her short hair, Mei Yanfang directly said something that made Zhang Guorong laugh.

"Aunt Mei will cover you in the future. If Ah Rong doesn't teach you acting and singing, look for your Aunt Mei. Aunt Mei is not bad, Aunt Mei teaches! ”

(I can't forget stars like Aunt Mei and my brother, ask for some recommendation tickets and collections, some support, repair the computer in the afternoon, and probably update it in the evening.) ）