Lao Zhengcheng has a rich resume and can cook more than 30 kinds of imperial meals.

Zhang Bei pondered for a long time, rubbed his newly eaten stomach, and always felt a little unwilling.

Didn't he come so far today just to get a bite of the hot?

What a waste to leave this old cook here now!

Thinking of a plan he had made before, his mind suddenly became active.

At the end of the award ceremony, Mo Ming was the first to win, and although Chef Li did not win the championship, he also succeeded in becoming a special chef.

It is also commonly known as the state banquet level!

The chairman glanced at Zhang Bei and stood up with the microphone.

"Today's game is over, but please wait a while."

As he spoke, a microphone was handed to Zhang Bei.

"I brought some ingredients today, including not limited to extinct creatures, special varieties of vegetables."

After a pause, Zhang Bei's tone was also full of temptation.

"There is only one ingredient of each ingredient, so please use your strength!"

The voice fell, and one cart after another was sent up.

It is filled with a variety of animals, plants.

Extinct creatures, first-class protected animals, everything.

Zhang Bei looked at Lao Zhengcheng, who was observing carefully, and tried his best to show a kind smile.

"I wonder if the old man is interested in doing it himself?"

Lao Zhengcheng was stunned for a moment, looked at the dense rare ingredients and finally nodded.

As a man who has long since retired, he has not personally taken charge of a major dish in many years.

But with so many things in front of you, it's fake to say that you're not impressed.

"Lao Zhengchengzi, I have a dish, passed down from the court, Cixi once commented that this dish is fairy beef, but because this kind of cattle became extinct in 93, this dish was also lost, I don't know if Boss Zhang has it?"

"Yes, as long as there is information on it, it is here."

Lao Zhengcheng laughed, changed into a chef's uniform and walked towards the counter.

In just a moment, the momentum on his body changed from a scolding Lao Zhengchengzi to a general.

"Apprentice, take the knife!"

The president hurriedly answered and hurriedly took out a wooden box.

Lao Zhengcheng untied the red ribbon wrapped around it and took out a kitchen knife.

This knife is made of more than 30 kinds of alloys, and it is forged by ancient methods.

At the beginning, for this knife, Lao Zhengcheng begged the blacksmith for a year.

Cooking imperial meals in the kitchen of his house every day made him agree to go out of the mountain.

The president's eyes were filled with excitement that could not be concealed.

He only heard the master say this immortal beef.

The most test of this dish is the knife work, and only this special beef, with the same texture inside and outside, can make this fairy beef.

Soon, Lao Zhengcheng found this extinct beef in a large piece of ingredients.

The texture of the meat is almost identical, bright red with a distinctive hint of white.

Putting the beef on the board, Lao Zhengcheng picked up the kitchen knife and took a deep breath.

The knife shimmered with a hint of gold in the light, and the beef didn't seem to change in the slightest under the knife.

After more than ten seconds, Lao Zhengcheng breathed a sigh of relief and gently touched the beef with a kitchen knife.

The flesh that was still intact turned into one small piece after another in the blink of an eye.

After Zhang Bei glanced at it a few times, his attention focused on the newly recruited employees.

These people got together, and they were about to fight.

After all, Zhang Lack of De Bei only provided one serving of each ingredient.

The three chefs always choose the same thing when faced with these rare ingredients.

Although the plan had some twists and turns because of Lao Zhengcheng's joining, it had no impact at all.

Inexplicably, he hugged a cage tightly, and his eyes were a little red.

Inside the cage, there is a petite rooster.

The black grouse, this thing is called the stupid roe deer of chickens.

Alertness in the face of humans is almost non-existent.

Because of this, there are only about 1,000 in the wild.

However, this chicken is extremely famous in the chef world, and the meat is so delicious that it hardly takes any preparation to feel the taste of nature.

Regardless of the cuisine, chicken is made, and these people know how to bring out the best in chicken.

The air was very scorched, and Gong Yongxin took out his kitchen knife, and his tone was very serious.

"Let it go!"

Mo Ming hurriedly took two steps back, and when he saw that it was not safe, he simply lay on the cage directly.

"Impossible!"

Ruan Zheng wiped the slaughtering knife in his hand, and his eyes did not leave the cage for a moment.

"A group of uncles, they should give up their opportunities to young people!"

Zhang Bei groped for a stick and quietly approached these people, and the excited expression of the whole person made Chef Li, who was watching the play, silently take two steps back.

I knew it!

I knew it!

How could this brute let go of this opportunity!

The most important thing is that now these three people are all their own employees, and they don't have to worry about bumps and bumps at all.

Finally, this solemn atmosphere was inexplicably broken.

"Use the chef's method to solve it, whoever wins takes it!"

"Okay!"

"Yes!"

The three of them glanced at each other, and Gong Yongxin was the first to speak.

"I have a lost dish: the delicious red bean cake."

Inexplicably pondered for a moment: "Lost dish: clear soup tiger pill." ”

Ruan Zheng, who was standing on the side, didn't expect these two people to be so despicable, and he started directly from the lost dishes.

Silently sighed: "I'll quit." ”

He's the pinnacle of creative cuisine, and he really doesn't know the lost dish.

Zhang Bei looked at the people in front of him and was silent for a long time.

Mistaken!

I didn't expect the chef to have his own solution to the conflict.

silently put away the throwing stick and sat on the chair full of loneliness.

Why didn't this group of people fight?

When you fight, I have a reason to maintain order!

Boss Zhang, who had lost his fun, was not interested in knowing what would happen next.

Half-lying on a chair, flipping through the amusement park's monitors, waiting for them to finish the meal.

If you can't fight, you can always eat.

Zhang Bei also wanted to know what kind of level this group of people could play with so many ingredients.

Time is like a shampoo room hidden in the city, one is not paying attention and it is missed.

The first to be completed was Ruan Zheng, and it took five hours in succession, from Ruan Zheng's steak to Chef Li's Buddha jumping over the wall, and then to Mo Ming's superb Yixiang chicken.

Zhang Bei really experienced a taste feast.

Soon, Lao Zhengcheng, who had been busy for five hours, put a crockpot on the table.

"Please use it slowly!"

After all, he was old, and as soon as the five-hour battle was over, he sat on a chair and drank tea.

Zhang Bei rinsed his mouth with water and lifted the lid of the crockpot

There was no glow, but a moment of heat blurred the vision.

The size of each piece of beef seems to have been measured, and the size is exactly the same.

The bamboo shoots that garnish with water droplets hang on them, and the aroma of beef mixed with bamboo comes to your face.

Zhang Bei picked up a piece of beef, wrapped in transparent gelatin, trembling like jelly.