Chapter 211

Name:The best little cook Author:老肥
Lena actually knows that this explanation is a bit strange, but in her opinion, it is the most likely explanation.

"I don't know, but according to the preliminary judgment of the crime scene, I'm sure there is only one person on the other side, and he's a terrible martial arts master who is good at killing people with flying needles.

Although it's not clear why he didn't kill them now, I'm sure if the other party wants to kill them, it's as easy as a palm.

Director, I suggest that the selection of the special task force this time must be cautious. The other party is a terrible expert. Facing such a person, our ordinary police officers, even if they are armed with guns, are useless to him. "

Rena said solemnly.

"Is it so serious?" Liu Shibing asked with a gloomy face. He has been handling cases for many years. Of course, he knows that even in modern society, there are martial arts masters.

But he still didn't believe that even if martial arts were more powerful, could he still beat three well-trained armed bandits with bare hands?

But Lena nodded and said with a more serious look: "only more serious, director. I suggest that this press conference should not be truthfully announced. It is said that this incident is a revenge killing in the Jianghu, which belongs to the nature of black eating black. Then we should take another anti black operation, and we must hide the real situation. Otherwise, if this person sees the news, once his mood gets out of control, it will become a disaster in Nanjiang city. "

Liu Shibing frowned and nodded. He looked at leina with great approval. Although the little girl was young, she was very generous in her work. She was meticulous in her thinking and did everything without leaking. She even considered the media.

"Well, according to what you said, you will take the lead in the 6.18 ad hoc group, I will be the leader, you will be the deputy leader, and all the members will be selected by you."

"Yes."

Rena salutes again.

However, the only conscious party in this case was busy in the kitchen until a piece of news on TV caught his attention.

"Audience friends, our police found a crime scene in the eastern suburb early this morning. After several hours of hard work, the police finally determined that the case was caused by the hate killing of the underworld, and the criminal means were extremely bad. The police have announced the following series of actions, saying that this time we must fight hard to clean up the evil forces in Nanjiang City, and give the people of Nanjiang a quiet and peaceful social environment. This is the noon news, I'm AI Jiajia. "

AI Jiajia, a beautiful news anchor, calmly broadcast the news on TV, but Zhang Ye was stunned.

Revenge in the world?

Anti crime operation?

Now the police's criminal investigation technology can't be so bad, can't you even see such obvious things?

Zhang Ye frowned and felt that he had guessed something, but he couldn't grasp the inspiration. His heart felt like a hundred claws scratching his heart.

Just at this time, Feng Yan came in. After dinner, she had already cleaned up the outside, and now she was free.

"Ono, Ono, Hello, Ono..." Feng Yan called Zhang Ye several times.

Ah?

Zhang yeyi excites spirit and reacts from meditation. He looks at Feng Yan bewildered: "sister Yan'er, what do you say?"

"What do you think? You're so absorbed. You're not thinking about a beautiful woman. Eh, isn't this AI Jiajia from the noon news? Ha, Ono, you don't think about her Feng Yan joked with a smile.

Huh?

It's all next to each other.

Zhang Ye, with a black face, said: "sister Yan'er, are you kidding me? I don't know AI Jiajia. What do you want her to do. What's more, I have a beauty like sister Yan'er around me. How can I think of others? "

"Bah, you'll know how to fool me and kill you." Feng Yan's heart was in full bloom when he praised him. He spat shyly.

Hey, hey!

Zhang Ye immediately said with a smile: "sister Yan'er, every sentence of me comes from my heart. I'm not fooling you. My heart to you, heaven and earth can learn. Whatever you ask me to do, I will not frown

"Really?" Feng Yan said with a strange smile.

"It's true, of course." Zhang Ye clapped his chest and assured.

"Ha ha, that's good. You'll accompany me to meet some people tonight. Don't go back." Feng Yan began to laugh.

Ah?

Meeting people? Who do you meet? What does sister Yan'er want to do? She won't take me to her parents. That's not right. Since her uncle died a few years ago, she has only Feng Qiang as a relative.

Zhang Ye suddenly had a bad feeling, and asked carefully: "sister Yan'er, can you tell me first, what are we going to do in the evening?"

At this time, Feng Yan, who had already come to the kitchen door, turned her head, with a sweet smile on her face, and blinked curiously.

"Blind date."

With a smile, she ran out like a rabbit.

Ah?

Zhang Ye is really confused, blind date? What the hell is this.He couldn't laugh or cry and shook his head. He really didn't know which one sister Yan'er was making.

However, he didn't care. Since sister Yan'er had something to ask for her help, he would go through fire and water, and would never frown.

Zhang Ye smiles and takes out a piece of pork from the refrigerator.

What he is going to experiment with today is Meicai braised pork, which is also the second Southern food prepared for food editors, also known as xianbaishao, a very famous Hakka dish.

At this time, in front of him was a square piece of streaky pork, but it was not the common one in the north, but the unique streaky pork in the south, with fat and meat in different layers.

Zhang ye put the streaky pork in boiling water, and then put the best scallion white ginger slices as thin as cicada wings into it, especially the ginger slices, which can better extract the flavor of ginger.

Finally, he poured some cooking wine, which was also very particular for him, even accurate to a few drops.

While the streaky pork was flying in the water, he soaked the dried plum vegetables in warm water and waited for a while.

Then he began to prepare other excipients. After about ten minutes, Zhang Ye saw that the pork was almost ready, and immediately fished it out of the boiling water.

The hot streaky pork had obviously changed color, and the steaming heat came out, but Zhang Ye didn't waste any time. He immediately took advantage of the heat to brush up the soy sauce.

For Zhang Ye, it's not a problem at all. As the steaming streaky pork gradually cools down, the fresh, sweet and salty soy sauce has gradually dyed the streaky pork red.

Zhang Ye's hand gently fell on the pork. He tried the temperature, and felt that it was almost the best time. He immediately put the pork into the oil, turned it carefully, and let the temperature of the rolling oil take care of each side of the pork evenly.

When doing all this, Zhang Ye's expression is very calm, and his face is even full of strange look.

It's a strange feeling that a person who loves food will send out when cooking.