"Boss Zhang, what you want has been delivered."

"Let it go."

The staff set the cage aside and quietly withdrew.

Mo Ming's eyes were about to glow green, and he looked directly at the gray rabbit inside the cage.

"This, this is ......"

"Yes, that's the one you guessed!"

Mo Ming glanced at the desert rabbit worth a thousand gold, and for the first time felt that it was so low-level.

"That, it's Boss Zhang, right, look at this rabbit ......"

"I want it, you don't say you want it, how do you know you want it, you say you want it, I will know what you want, I don't know what you want......"

Mo Ming heard the voice in his ear, and for the first time he had the urge to kill.

But as soon as he saw the rabbit jumping around, he could only forcibly suppress the anger in his heart.

"Boss Zhang has any requirements to mention!"

Now, how can Mo Ming not understand that this person is here to negotiate terms with him.

"Since you've said so, I'll reluctantly mention it."

Grass, this is better than people!

Rabbits matter, rabbits matter!

Under constant self-hypnosis, Mo Ming reluctantly calmed his mind.

"Boss Zhang, you say!"

"Give me a part-time job."

Hearing this request, Mo Ming suddenly fell silent.

They are all representatives of one cuisine, who doesn't have their own restaurant?

Now let them work for someone else?

"If you don't agree, forget it, there are many people who can be rabbits anyway."

Zhang Bei muttered in a low voice, picked up the cage and walked in the other direction.

Inexplicably, he hurriedly stopped Zhang Bei and once again warned himself that he couldn't do it.

"I'll just ask one thing, can this rabbit be supplied casually?"

"Yes, there are also extinct Ryukyu rabbits, as long as you bring them up, I have them."

"I promised!"

Inexplicably, I didn't think about it anymore, and directly agreed.

Picking up the cage, he walked towards the pool.

For a chef, cherishing ingredients can be more important than the root of life.

This is especially true for people like him, who have reached the peak of their culinary skills.

After solving one, Zhang Bei's eyes looked at the next one.

Gong Yongxin was carefully measuring the weight of the sea cucumber, not noticing when a person was standing next to him.

"Hello, Chef Gong is planning to make scallion roasted sea cucumber this time?"

"Yes."

"Sea cucumber, or island cucumber?"

"Well, this sea cucumber can bring out the umami of seafood to the fullest."

Zhang Bei touched his chin: "I remember the green onion roasted sea cucumber, the green onion is the most important, right?" ”

Gong Yongxin only felt that there was a fly buzzing beside him.

The tone became stiff.

"I use short shallots from the highlands, and the world only produces five kilograms a year, which is enough."

As he spoke, Gong Yongxin put the selected sea cucumber into the clear water.

Only then did he turn his head to see who had been bothering him.

Turning his head this time, Zhang Bei's figure was not seen yet, and he was first attracted by the shallots in his hand.

The white and green are distinct, and each accounts for half.

It also exudes a special aroma, which makes people secrete a little saliva unconsciously.

His gaze moved along the onion to Zhang Bei's face.

"Make an offer."

"Refreshing!"

Zhang Bei directly took out a contract from his backpack and handed it to Gong Yongxin.

"I still have the extinct Xiaochuan onion in my hand, as well as several that I have cultivated, each of which is no worse than the plateau."

Gong Yongxin flipped through the contract and looked at the number of years on it and was silent for a long time.

Is it worth it to put yourself on a pen for a few green onions for ten years?

It's certainly not worth it for most people, but for Gong Yongxin, it's worth it!

It has been hundreds of years since the dish of braised sea cucumber with green onion reached him.

Each generation has been modified to take the taste to the next level.

By the time he arrived, the taste had almost reached its peak, and there was no possibility of improvement.

It's been ten years since he's been in this position, and the devil knows how desperate he is to study the flavor pairings every night late at night.

Without the slightest pause, Gong Yongxin directly signed his name on the contract and snatched the green onion from Zhang Bei's hand.

I sped up a little and began to process the ingredients.

Zhang Bei's goal this time has basically been half accomplished.

Looking at the most central position in the entire hall, Zhang Bei took out a small box and walked towards him.

Ruan Zheng, a native of China, went to study in France at the age of 16 and fell in love with romantic cuisine.

After seven years of intense study, at the age of 23, he won the French World Competition.

Yes, the most famous cuisine in the world, the champion is a Chinese.

Ruan Zheng has his own restaurant, which is in the imperial capital.

Every year he cooks ten dishes, the price depends on the fate, the time depends on the fate, and even the ingredients are according to the fate.

"Hello Chef Ruan!"

"You're the owner of that playground?"

Ruan Zheng commanded the kitchen to deal with the foie gras, and when he saw Zhang Bei, his eyes suddenly lit up.

"You know me?"

"Of course, the first thing I did when I returned home was to go to the playground and have a ......"

The voice grew quieter, apparently thinking of some not-so-good memories.

"Are you interested in working for me?"

"What about the conditions?"

Zhang Bei put the small box in front of him: "Open it and see if you know?" ”

Ruan Zheng raised his eyebrows, looking at Zhang Bei's confident attitude and directly lifted the lid.

A trace of cold air flowed out, and a piece of liver of good size was placed in the center.

"What is this?"

Ruan Zheng believes that he knows at least 99 percent of the world's ingredients.

But I've never seen such a strange liver.

It's smaller than foie gras, but it's bigger than birds.

The most puzzling thing is that you can't smell any fishy smell at all, but there is a kind of fragrance of plants and trees.

Zhang Bei had a smile on the corner of his mouth: "You can taste it, and then decide whether to sign the contract or not." ”

Ruan Zheng picked up a dinner knife, carefully cut off a piece and put it in his mouth.

Fruity aromas mixed with the unique taste of liver fill the mouth.

Lightly, pineapple, apple, banana, extremely complex taste makes the taste buds enjoy a feast.

"I promised!"

Faced with this temptation, Ruan Zheng finally failed to withstand it.

"Can you tell me what this is now?"

Zhang Bei clapped his hands, and the staff placed a cage covered with a black cloth in front of Ruan Zheng.

"Open it and take a look."

The black cloth was lifted, and a goose that had never been seen before appeared in front of him.

Gray wings with black and white markings, and a maroon red face.

Ruan Zheng thought for a long time, and suddenly exclaimed.

“《MeidumGeese》！”

"yes, that's what it's in."

Meidum Geese is a painting known as the Mona Lisa of Ancient Egypt, from which this particular goose was taken.

Originally, Guan Guo was only created to enrich the biological chain of the island.

But who would have thought that until Kuroko found out, the taste of foie gras in this thing was far beyond imagination.

Let's just say that the group of people on the island has now set aside a special machine to produce this goose in order to eat.