Chapter 44

Speaking of is two kitchen Yao fatty, the facial expression is difficult to see the pole, in the tone takes the thick envy and the jealousy.

Since Zhang Ye was promoted to the third kitchen, the attitude of the people in the kitchen has changed. It is even more rumored that Zhang Ye will soon replace him.

This makes fat Yao extremely uncomfortable.

"Master Yao, what are you talking about. I'm just helping sister Wang to be filial. It's no big deal. If you really want to talk about cooking, I need to learn from you in many aspects. " Zhang Ye modest smile, don't want to so and Yao fat man.

Just because he doesn't, doesn't mean Yao doesn't.

Although he lives in the second kitchen, the back kitchen of Yunhai hotel can be regarded as a person with a strong voice.

But many people in the kitchen know that although Yao pangzi's craftsmanship is good, he is always a little bit inferior to the white chef.

It doesn't matter if it's like this all the time, but the key is that Zhang Ye suddenly appears.

In particular, he conquered many diners with only one piece of emperor fried rice, and even surpassed the white chef in some cases.

This situation made him feel a deep sense of crisis.

Zhang Ye just takes out a portion of the emperor's fried rice. If he takes out more dishes in the future, his position will be

We have to find a way to squeeze this kid out.

Yao pangzi secretly plans to see Zhang Ye's eyes.

"Zhang ten million, don't give me a high hat. Nowadays, some of the frequent guests of Yunhai Hotel don't know your emperor fried rice, and some of them don't come to line up early. I don't think it will take long for my second chef to be swept out of the hotel. " Yao chubby sneered and said.

Zhang Ye frowned. He was angry when he heard his strange words.

What are you doing? We all depend on our ability to eat. When you see that my emperor's fried rice sells well, you don't have to do this. Nose is not nose, face is not face. I didn't provoke you.

What's more, chefs depend on their skills. No matter how well you do in other aspects, once you take them out, they are also disabled.

Art pressure when pedestrians, this sentence is not casual.

But before he could speak, Feng Yan next to him seemed to have been trampled on the cat's tail.

"I said Yao fatty, Xiaoye's cooking skill is higher than you, and the emperor's fried rice is better than you. If you don't like it, what can you do? You can make a limited dish the next day. " Her knife mouth was merciless and didn't give Yao pangzi any face.

"You..." Fat Yao shivered with anger.

"What are you? You can't speak. If you can't, don't blame someone who is better than you. If you don't agree with me, I'll try to pull it out. I don't believe Ono's cooking skills will lose to you. "

Feng Yan doesn't think it's too big at all. She just can't stand being bullied by Zhang Ye and sarcastically mocks fat Yao.

Zhang Ye stares at Feng Yan, but she doesn't think that she is so hot to stand out for herself, and even doesn't hesitate to fight with fat Yao.

You know, she has just become a lobby manager, which is the most important thing to win people's support.

"Sister Yan'er, don't say a word. Master Yao is a second chef. He must be better than me. " He came in a hurry to make it over.

Yao pangzi doesn't listen to this. It's OK that when he hears Zhang Ye's words, he suddenly thinks that he is deliberately satirizing him, and his anger surges up.

"Zhang ten million, don't pretend to be a good man here. Today, I Yao fatty must compare with you. Let's see who is better at cooking today. "

Zhang Ye's face also sank down, in the heart is to Yao fatty had not small anger.

What on earth is he going to do? He has already given in to such a situation. He even gives his face back. Is he willing to let everyone tear his face.

Zhang Ye narrowed his eyes and forced his anger down, but he was thinking of something else.

Now his life is good, with a stable income, in the kitchen also has a certain position, but also the love of Zhou Mengru.

He is very satisfied with his present life and doesn't want to break it.

What's more, he has only been promoted in the kitchen for a few days, and his feet haven't stepped on the position of the three cooks. If he quarrels with the second chef at this time, what will they think of him if it comes to chef Bai and Mo Yunhai?

So he's 11, 000 people who don't want to have a conflict with fat Yao, at least not yet.

"Master Yao, I don't think that's enough. You have a large number of adults, so don't fight with me. I know how to fry an emperor's fried rice. It's no big deal. "

Zhang Ye light says, although the words that say still have discretion very much, the tone is cold however a lot of.

For this reason, he felt that he was kind enough to be polite enough. If fat Yao didn't know what to do, he didn't mind giving him a good lesson and teaching him what a cook should do.Zhang Ye thinks so, but it doesn't mean that Yao pangzi also understands this truth. His arrogant attitude has not been restrained, but has become more rampant:

"Zhang ten million, why are you afraid? Can't compare? Feng Yan's big talk is ringing for you. Now, as a turtle with a shrunken head, aren't you afraid of being laughed off? "

What are you talking about!

Zhang Ye's eyes suddenly narrowed, and the cold light in his eyes flickered.

At this time, white chef's voice suddenly came from the door: "boy, do with him, are bullied to the nose, if you don't fight back, or a man."

White chef emaciated body came to Zhang Ye in front, patted his shoulder, sneered: "boy, don't be afraid, I support you. Tell him now that a good cook has a temper. "

"Chef."

Zhang ye answered, nodded and turned to Yao pangzi and said, "master Yao, since you insist on this, don't blame me for being presumptuous."

"Well, whatever. I'll see what you can do." Yao chubby sneers, now tears his face, he doesn't care about the white chef's eyes.

If you can beat Zhang Ye down this time, it can also be regarded as a blow to the white chef and give yourself a bad breath.

At this point, it's no use to say anything else. A duel between chefs is inevitable. What's more, Zhang Ye now gets the support of chef Bai, and his heart is more stable.

He nodded and said nothing more. Instead, he turned and took out the bean slices, green peppers and the best pork from the freezer.

Putting the ingredients on the table, he became serious.

In any case, we must do well this time, for our dignity, and for the trust of chef Bai and sister Yan'er.

Zhang Ye made up his mind silently.