Chapter 147

I don't know how long it took for him to fall asleep. He didn't get up until six o'clock the next morning. He quickly changed into the pajamas that sister Ru bought for him. He was still practicing.

It's a new day. When Zhang Ye arrives at Weixiang, Feng Yan has already arrived. After what happened yesterday, they are obviously close to each other.

Today, sister Yan'er is wearing a pair of light blue jeans shorts, a pure white base coat, slim legs and bright Converse shoes.

She was born to be a clothes shelf. No matter what kind of clothes she put on, the whole person will look young and beautiful, fresh and refined. Her long black hair is scattered on her shoulders, which can be seen by others. Occasionally, waving it gently will stir up some strange emotions in people's hearts.

Every time she works in Weixiang restaurant like a lark, the eyes of the men around her never leave her body. Some of them are reserved, while others are unscrupulous. From long legs to slim waist, to the corner of the eye and brow, they refuse to let go.

However, when these people saw her looking at Zhang Ye's infatuated and affectionate appearance, they were a little discouraged. They couldn't help but secretly scold that all the good cabbages were arched by pigs.

Zhang Ye saw Feng Yan's busy pretty face was slightly red. He couldn't help laughing and saying, "good morning, sister Yan'er."

"Good morning, Ono. Did you sleep well last night?" Feng Yan said with a close smile, with a kind of simple tone, pretty red face, very cute.

Since Zhang Ye saw Feng Yan's deep love for him yesterday, the defense line in his heart has gradually loosened. At the moment, he can't help joking with her.

"Not good." Zhang Ye grinned and pretended to be spiritless.

"Ah? What's the matter, Ono? You really didn't sleep well, or you'd better have a rest today. " Feng Yan suddenly became nervous and concerned.

Zhang Ye's eyebrows were full of ridicule, and he said with a smile, "with a beautiful girl like sister Yan'er singing and drinking with me, I'm so excited when I go home that I can't sleep."

Ah!

Feng Yan's face flushed with shame when he suddenly said this, and he looked at him with joy. He said shyly: "you dare to cheat me, Xiaoye. Hum, did you steal honey just now? Your mouth is so sweet in the morning."

Zhang Ye made a startled exaggeration: "sister Yan'er, how do you know my mouth is sweet? Have you tasted it?"

"Oh, I'm so ashamed. Stinky Ono, what are you talking about? Who has tasted it?" Feng Yan stamped her feet in shame.

"Sister Yan'er, you look so shy. Don't beat me. I'm busy in the kitchen. I'll try new dishes today."

Zhang Ye laughs and rushes into the kitchen avoiding Feng Yan's powder fist.

Puff!

Feng Yan couldn't help laughing. Looking at Zhang Ye who had already entered the kitchen, she could not help feeling feverish and murmured.

"This stinky little wild, let me guard cloud open to see the moon at last

As for the new dishes to be added in Weixiang, Zhang Ye had already made a plan last night, and decided to add two special dishes of northern cuisine.

Sweet and sour spareribs and tiger dishes.

One cold, one hot, one meat and one vegetable are all home cooked dishes that the common people like very much. Although they are not high-grade, Weixiang is also an ordinary restaurant for the common people.

Zhang Ye stood in the kitchen, took out a few ribs, put them on the table, and pulled out one of the antique knives.

Pop!

The bone chopping knife is shining, a few drops of blood spatter out with the broken meat, but it can't affect Zhang Ye at all.

But he still stopped, staring at the whole ribs in front of him, and didn't know what he was thinking.

All of a sudden, his eyes a coagulation, the hands of the bone knife Shua Shua even cut, almost fast dizzying, in the blink of an eye to cut off all the ribs.

It's amazing that the length of these ribs is exactly the same.

This is the Dao skill recorded in the inheritance of the master liantian. Just now, he suddenly used it with a flash of inspiration. His internal power fluctuated a few times and increased a little.

Whoo!

With a smile, Zhang Ye sweeps a few ribs beside him and turns the knife again, but it is no longer as accurate as it was just now.

It seems that this Sabre technique is not easy to master. If you have time, you need to practice it.

After chopping all the ribs, he quickly washed them, put them in cold water, boiled them, and poured some cooking wine into them.

This is flying water, which is specially used to remove the bloody smell from the ribs.

After finishing these, Zhang Ye quickly took a large porcelain bowl, which was filled with vinegar, soy sauce and a little cooking wine. Finally, he put the big bowl in his palm and slowly operated the skill.

With his palm, his internal power slowly gushed out, and began to constantly shake the seasonings in the bowl, so that their tastes became more integrated, and there was no conflict between them.

This is very important. If the seasonings are not fully integrated, the best effect will not be achieved when marinating the spareribs for a while.More than ten minutes later, Zhang Ye turned off the fire, fished out the ribs and poured them into the fully integrated seasoning.

This will be the first difficulty in sweet and sour spareribs cooking. If the pickled spareribs are not tasty enough, they will not taste so delicious at that time.

Fortunately, Zhang Ye has already sent out the seasoning completely. At this time, as he marinates it, he moistens it into the spareribs.

About 20 minutes later, Zhang Ye finally fired again, put the oil into the pot, and when it was 80% hot, he immediately poured the pickled ribs in.

It's too late!

The sound of cooking oil came from the kitchen, and the strong fragrance overflowed the whole kitchen, catching the greedy insects in people's stomachs.

The pickled spareribs are gradually fried into golden color in the frying pan, and the heavy frying pan is as light as nothing in Zhang Ye's hand.

With the toss of the spoon, the flames are burning in the pot, pushing the ribs to the peak of delicacy.

Add soup, sugar, gululu soup began to stir in the pot, the heating process will continue to bring the delicious soup with sweet sugar slowly into the ribs.

Until the soup became more and more thick, the sweet smell had overflowed the whole kitchen. Zhang Ye saw that the heat was almost over. Finally, he poured the vinegar into the pot, stir fried it for a few times, and then put it on the plate, sprinkled with scallion and fragrant sesame.

In a flash, sweet and sour pork ribs with a bit of vinegar fragrance appeared in front of Zhang Ye. He was about to taste them with a smile.

"It smells good, Ono. Are you cooking new dishes? Gee, sweet and sour ribs. This is my favorite. I want to try it

Feng Yan rushed over in surprise, holding chopsticks with a smile, and without waiting for Zhang Ye's consent, she had already picked up a sparerib and put it into Sakura's mouth.