What famous chef didn't step on a group of talents to reach the top?

In that year's competition, this person had only one option in the face of not admitting defeat.

Either you quit the culinary world or I quit.

How many good young people have been forced to change industries after competing with him?

Anyone in their right mind knows that this group of people is definitely here to seek revenge!

The chefs standing behind them looked at the boss they had just met, and suddenly felt that they were on a thief ship.

Knock on it!

Did you hear that?

Am I pretty!

Who in the entire culinary industry doesn't know that the current Huangliang is a small boss here?

You let us challenge him?

I'm afraid I won't be able to cook in the future!

"What's the noise, I'll stuff you in the oven if the duck is mush!"

A grumpy voice came from the kitchen, and a man of about thirty years old came out with a green onion.

"Boss, listen to me......"

"Isn't it just that someone is stirring up trouble, and I still need to teach you?"

As he spoke, a kitchen knife was pulled out of nowhere, and he walked straight forward.

That's right, the solution to sorghum is so simple and crude.

Defy?

That's a comparison of cooking, whoever loses will quit the culinary world.

Troublesome?

Is Lao Tzu's kitchen knife not sharp enough?

Qingqing glanced at Huang Liang with worried eyes, and quickly took two steps back.

Go under the knife in front of Boss Zhang?

Tsk, things are starting to get incredibly interesting.

A few chefs standing nearby were also ready to protect the new boss, who would have thought that Zhang Bei rushed up directly with a brisk walk.

The next scene was very familiar to Qingqing, but it was simply unacceptable to these chefs.

is known as the best in the culinary world and the best at cooking in the fighting world, but at this time he has dropped the kitchen knife and squatted on the ground with his head in his hands.

"Oh, don't fight, I'll knock, don't slap your face!"

"It hurts,, don't slap your face, I was wrong, big brother, I was really wrong!"

"Teeth, teeth are going to break!"

After half an hour of lessons, Huang Liang finally understood a truth.

He can only fight because he hasn't met someone stronger.

The lesson brought by Boss Zhang profoundly made him understand what is the charm of fists.

Of course, Zhang Bei is very measured.

Whether it was a fist or the soles of the feet, it all fell on the face.

The hands were still unusually intact and unharmed.

After all, chefs don't rely on their faces to eat, even if they cook for themselves in the future, they have to use these hands.

Huang Liang lay on the ground, directly losing hope in life.

A pair of eyes full of either you die or you die look at their waiter.

Zhang Bei didn't expect that as the top person in civilization, his personality would be so bad.

But bad is bad, and this kind of person is also the best one to deal with.

He took out a contract and handed it to Huang Liang.

"Signed."

"Soldiers can be killed, but not humiliated, I ......"

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Bei had already picked up the kitchen knife on the ground and split the table in half.

"To sign or not?"

"Don't you just want me to work, just say it well, why do you have to do it, look at my face, how can I see people, it's not light or heavy......"

Huang Liang picked up a pen, found the place to sign, and quickly left his name on it.

The contract is done, and it is this mouth that makes Zhang Bei already faintly feel that he may have made a mistake.

Huang Liang looked at the broken table, his blue and purple face full of smiles.

"That boss, I don't know if your old man is tired, if you want to eat something, I'll do it now!"

Zhang Bei rubbed his somewhat sore arm, found a complete chair and sat down.

"These people will be under your control in the future, and no matter where I go, you will be responsible for all the three meals a day."

Food, clothing, housing and transportation, for Boss Zhang, it is no problem not to wear clothes, but it is absolutely impossible to enjoy without a sense of taste.

It took nearly four days, and after eating countless times, I finally got my own cook.

Zhang Bei looked at the twenty silent chefs behind him and threw out a recipe.

"I'm going to eat this for lunch, okay?"

"Boss, don't worry, there is no dish in the world that I can't make!"

Huang Liang patted his chest, picked up the recipe directly, and walked to the kitchen with twenty cooks.

In this short moment, he had a deep understanding of what this Biman was.

Now I can only admit it for the time being, and wait for two days to find a chance to escape.

The world is so big, he doesn't believe that this is more than people can still chase after him?

Standing in front of the stove, Huang Liang's eyes looked at the recipe in his hand.

He's telling the truth, as long as the recipe is normal, there is nothing in this world that he can't make.

What's more, as one of the most powerful chefs in civilization, he can get ingredients that countless people can't find.

The recipe is not complicated, and there are only three things that need to be used.

But after reading it, Huang Liang's whole person began to be autistic.

This dish is rare even on earth.

It first appeared among the Xiongnu in the Han Dynasty, and finally carried forward in the Qing Dynasty after countless improvements.

All Cow Feast!

A feast that has been almost lost.

A beef cow weighing more than 300 kilograms is needed to make 53 beef-based feasts through steaming, charcoal-grilling, frying and other cooking techniques.

That's right, it's not a single dish, but a feast of fifty-three dishes.

Looking at the recipe in his hand, Huang Liang was silent for a long time.

Until the little chef on the side sent out an inquiry.

"Well, what do you need us to do?"

"Kill the cow, bleed, move!"

Boss Zhang made it clear that he wanted to eat this thing for lunch.

If you don't make it before noon, I'm afraid your face will definitely suffer.

Now he could feel a swelling pain even when he spoke.

There was nowhere to vent his anger but to point the finger at these twenty chefs.

After all, can't you mess with the boss, and can't you afford to mess with the chef who is also a worker?

A cow was quickly led to the kitchen, and the twenty cooks silently took two steps back and handed over the matter to Huang Liang.

In this civilization, the killing of a spiritual creature such as a cow or a sheep requires a step that must be experienced.

It's about respecting the ingredients, but also not wanting them to suffer too much.

Huang Liang took a deep breath, and his originally cynical eyes became clear in the blink of an eye.

A sharp knife appeared in his hand, and a red cloth was placed on the cow's head.

The knife quickly plunged into the spine of the cow, and the beef cow, which weighed more than 300 kilograms, lost its strength and lay on the ground in an instant.

It's just the fastest way to make a creature die, the spine is full of a large number of nerves, as long as it is destroyed by an external force, not only does the creature not feel pain, but also dies as quickly as possible.

Compared to the monkey brain on the earth, a dish like squeak that has to go through countless pains before dying, this civilization's practice is not unacceptable even if it becomes food.