In the past few days, the thugs on Temple Street have stopped, and the Big Happy Restaurant Group has nothing to do, and there is still a little time before the task time, Zhan Shuai Fat simply plunged into the food center of the Big Happy Restaurant Group.

This fat man is completely high in the Great Happy Culinary Training Center. I can learn to cook and eat delicious food, but it is really a mouse that has entered the rice warehouse, and the little devil has entered the village, and he doesn't want to come out at all.

"Big brother, come, try my craft." Zhan Shuai handed Wang Yichen a plate of oily things and said enthusiastically.

Wang Yichen was worried about how to wrap the light in the light bulb, and in the face of Zhan Shuai's enthusiasm, he just ate two bites absent-mindedly. Unexpectedly, although this thing sells very badly, it makes people have no appetite when they look at it, but it is really good when you eat it!

"What is this?" Wang Yichen couldn't help but eat a few more bites, and he couldn't see the reason for looking at the plate of oily things, so he could only ask.

"This is the stinky tofu I made!" Zhan Shuai said with a fat face proudly.

"Stinky tofu? Is this the smell? Wang Yichen pinched an oily pimple, sniffed it, and said suspiciously, "It doesn't seem to taste right, and it doesn't stink......

"This is my homemade heart-warming stinky tofu." Zhan Shuaipang explained, "Because special sesame oil is used to fry and a few spices are added, the smell is diluted a little...... But the texture is more tender and the flavor lasts longer, isn't it? The most important thing is that eating this thing can lift the mood and make people feel cheerful, don't you feel it, big brother? ”

"Uh...... What do you say...... It seems to be a bit of a problem. How did you do that? ”

"I added fish oil and grapefruit, both of which purify the mind. Something good to lift your spirits. Of course, the main thing is, when I was making this dish. I always choose to do it when I am in the happiest mood, and I believe that my emotions can contag the dishes I cook. I call this the Happy Cooking Method. Zhan Shuai shook his head and talked eloquently.

"Can emotions affect dishes?" Wang Yichen frowned, as if he had captured something. But soon he shook his head again, grabbed a piece of oily pimple and stuffed it into his mouth and tasted it slowly, and said slowly, "Really? Is it so mysterious? ”

"It's a little bit mysterious, but it's definitely influential. I've tried it many times, and it's true that the best thing is the heart-warming stinky tofu that you cook when you're in a good mood. Zhan Shuaipang explained, "I'm thinking about it." When I'm in a good mood, some of my subtle movements, my mental concentration, may change a little. This change will affect my cooking action, affect my judgment of the heat, and of course, affect the quality of the dish. ”

"Painters also pay attention to a state of mind, poets write poems and drink to help fun, pay attention to a hundred poems of fighting wine. It's all creative works, why can't we chefs pay attention to a state of mind or something? Mood affects cooking, that's for sure. However, how much it can affect depends on your level and understanding. ”

"Mood, mood......" Wang Yichen muttered a few words. Suddenly, he patted Zhan Shuai's fat shoulder and said, "Okay, well, you deserve to be a real foodie!" It's kind of interesting! I have some ideas, too. ”

After speaking. Wang Yichen hurriedly walked towards the interior of the "Flaming Mountain", as the number one chef of the Great Happy Group. Of course, he has his own training room.

"Hey! Big brother, do you want to cook? That's great! I've got a good work, so I'll definitely try it! Looking at Wang Yichen's steps and walking straight to the depths of the training center. Zhan Shuai was stunned for a moment, and then shouted excitedly to Wang Yichen.

Tang Niu, who is possessed by Wang Yichen, is the number one chef who is very happy, and a foodie like Zhan Shuaipang has long hoped to taste Wang Yichen's craftsmanship. However, it has not been peaceful in the past few days, and Wang Yichen is also busy hitting the back of his head with his heel, so Zhan Shuai Fat has never been embarrassed to make such a request. Now that I see Wang Yichen taking the initiative to cook vegetables, isn't that copying?

"Don't worry, I've burned it, even if you don't eat it, I'll force you to eat it! You've got to be my judge! After Wang Yichen replied without looking back, he disappeared into a smoke and fire.

came to his own exclusive kitchen, and after waiting for a few assistants to prepare all the ingredients and tableware, Wang Yichen took a deep breath, moved his fingers, and prepared to start work.

"Does mood affect cooking...... Is it just that when you are cooking, you always maintain a certain mood? Well, give it a try. Wang Yichen lit the fire, put oil, picked up the spatula, and began to cook.

The first thing he burned was a plate of very simple scrambled eggs. For a person like him, stir-frying this kind of dish can be completely "blind stir-fried". He chose to cook such a simple dish, just to free up his energy to adjust his mood.

This dish was fried for only a few minutes before it came out of the pot, and in this process, Wang Yichen kept his eyes closed, desperately recalling the interesting, happy, and funny past events he had experienced, and he was so happy that he laughed out loud several times. His assistants were shocked, and they didn't know what kind of wind this Tang Shishen was smoking.

This emotion is full enough. So how will this plate of scrambled eggs be different from usual?

Wang Yichen picked up the chopsticks and tasted them, and immediately spit them out, and hurriedly instructed one of his assistants to quickly bring a glass of water for himself: "I'll take it, sure enough, the taste is very different from usual!" It's amazing, the emotional cooking method is really effective...... Only, is this the taste of happiness? Why does happiness taste so salty? Is happiness salty......"

"That ......" Wang Yichen was muttering to him, when an assistant raised his hand timidly and said, "Mr. Tang, when you put salt just now, you laughed so hard that half a bag of salt was spilled into it......"

"Poof......" Wang Yichen was drinking water, and when he heard the words, he sprayed the assistant directly.

"Nima, it turns out that there is too much salt, what do I say......" Wang Yichen's old face turned red, as a chef of his level, it would be a shame to make such a low-level mistake. Although Wang Yichen only borrowed this body, he still felt a little shy......

"I'm X, what a happy cooking method, let's talk nonsense!" The embarrassed Wang Yichen was even a little angry with Zhan Shuai, thinking that it was this fat man who took him into the ditch. But......

However, Wang Yichen really has no other way to wrap "light in a light bulb" now, and he can only try no matter how nonsense it is.

"Shame on you, try again, be careful not to make low-level mistakes this time." (To be continued......)