Is this a plating problem?

Sit down, big guy, please take my knees!

Lu Xiaochuan was stunned, but his eyes were like copper bells, and he refused to blink, for fear of missing any moment.

faded from the east wind and covered with makeup, poor butterfly powder and bee madness. From now on, who can say that a piece of spring heart pays begonias.

Tang Yin's song "Begonia Beauty" exhausted the infinite style and finished the endless laziness.

On the bluestone slab, the silver fish wire, which is a few points thinner than a hair, is constantly shrinking and changing due to heat, and a picture of begonia spring sleep slowly takes shape.

In the picture, there is a disheveled lady lying on her side.

The lady seemed to have just woken up from her sleep, confused and confused, her white and reddish legs exposed to the air.

The intersection of the two loose skirts is even more wonderful, faintly revealing a cluster of black ......

The continuous contraction of the silver fish silk is a dynamic process, the lady seems to come to life, under the background of the steaming water vapor, a pair of eyes with waves and water, Danfeng's eyes are full of hooks!

The lazy and weak slim body, as if after waking up from a big dream, stretching the slender body slightly, revealing that it is all charming beings!

Where is this rock-roasted silver fish shred, this is clearly a picture of Chungong, and it is especially alive!

Zhou Zhehao, who was bareback and acted as a board, was already half-squatting at this time, raising his head and staring at the silver fish wire in the bluestone slab.

This kid's face was flushed, revealing a wave of fanaticism, which made people wonder if he was apprenticed to Liu Xijun just to learn such a hand!

Aunt Hong's delicate cheeks were slightly flushed, but she was reluctant to look away.

How can the man who is the owner of the Rouge Pavilion look at just handsome, or rich?

This ability, this ingenuity, is the most fascinating!

"Is this special, isn't it Tang Yin's Chungong map?"

Brother Kui took a deep breath and couldn't help but sigh.

Lu Xiaochuan was even more confused.

Tell me about you, a bastard, what are you doing with all this useless stuff every day?

What do you recognize, why don't you go to heaven?!

That's right!

Isn't the Chungong diagram called a fire avoidance diagram?

Just now, the red paper fan said that this dish is called rock-roasted fire-proof silver fish shreds!

It turns out that it's this fire avoidance!

Liu Xijun is not talking nonsense, if you want to become a red paper fan, the skills you need to master are very complicated.

Among them, Gongbi painting is an extremely important one.

In the old days, there were no cameras or anything like that, let alone mobile phones.

If you want to preserve some of the pictures, you must use paintings.

The red paper fan is good at the joy of the boudoir, and when the love is strong, it is natural to leave a little commemoration.

It's a pleasure, and it's easy to take it out and savor it in the future.

In the boudoir, it is extremely private, and it is naturally impossible to invite a special painter to come to create, so I have to use the red paper fan to write it myself.

The pen from the red paper fan is slightly different from others, and the emphasis is on a realistic and freehand both, and at the same time, the speed must be fast!

The details are not required, just not rough, but there must be a bit of an eyetouch.

Liu Xijun used the characteristics of silver fish silk to shrink by heat to make this picture of begonia spring sleep, and the finishing touch is the faint black under the skirt......

Whitebait is slender and naturally cannot be handled too carefully.

The snow-white flesh of the fish is naturally the skin of the cream, while the black fish eyes and fins constitute the cloudy hair, the sheared eyes, and the blackness.

I have to say that Liu Xijun's red paper fan is not only a good brush, but also his whimsical ideas are even more extraordinary.

Indulge in cooking...... It's really not a lie!

It can only be said that Liu Xijun has the identity of a red paper fan as a foundation, and he has learned to cook, even if he is a monk halfway, it is by no means comparable to ordinary people!

The key is that this guy is extremely talented and has a flexible brain, which is why the dish of shredded silverfish is made in the rock-roasted fire!

However, these so-called conditions that need to be met are just the professional qualities that cannot be missing for a qualified red paper fan.

This is special, in that era of training yourself for decades in order to settle down, just to master a craft, there will never be a shortage of similar professions and strange people.

served.

Lu Xiaochuan is completely convinced!

You must know that Liu Xijun also heard that there were whitebait fish in the waterhole of the back mountain after he chartered this farmhouse.

How long has it been?

Let this demon sketch such a magical dish!

Some people say that there is a specialization in the art industry.

But in this world, there will always be a group of people who can take a skill that others can't master after decades of hard work, and then change it to be more brilliant.

Such people are generally called geniuses.

Lu Xiaochuan prefers to call them talented.

"Breathtaking!"

Lu Xiaochuan stretched out his hand and rubbed his face, as if he had been sluggish for too long, making his face stiff, "Senior, you have this skill...... It can't be simply counted as a cooking skill, can it?"

"Haha, how can it be so exaggerated!"

In the almost crazy gaze of everyone, Liu Xijun shook the long chopsticks holding the bluestone slab, and a picture of begonia spring sleep that was almost like a Tao, completely messed up!" "This is a dish, and taste is the key." ”

Aunt Hong shook her head, I haven't seen her for many years, and she still has this temper, annoying!

Kui Ge Hara is about to flow out, a pity on his face, this dish, where is it used to eat, it is clearly used to see, okay!

Lu Xiaochuan's eyelids jumped slightly, and his evaluation of Liu Xijun in his heart went to a higher level.

And Zhou Zhehao, the rich second-generation who has been half-squatting and didn't dare to get up, for fear of missing a little bit of the picture, looked pained.

It's a good dish, Master, what are you doing shaking it?!

According to Liu Xijun's words, this rock-fired fire-avoiding silver fish wire is just a small road, used to enliven the atmosphere, and everyone looks at it rarely.

The main dish is the Xuanwu banquet with just the right heat.

As the name suggests, it is to cook with old turtles.

Lu Xiaochuan and Brother Kui know a little bit, there are many varieties of turtles, and the environment in which they grow is more complex and changeable, and it is extremely difficult to ask for wild treasures.

The protagonist of the Xuanwu banquet on the mahogany table is not an exaggeration, but it is definitely wild.

Liu Xijun's identity, this pomp, it is impossible to make up the number of breeding.

Can't afford to lose that person!

The main dish is six fist-sized meat balls in a cuiyun chuxiu that also looks like a bluestone bowl, Liu Xijun said that today's banquet is casual in nature, and does not pay attention to what dishes to match.

That being said, the meat in the bowl is plump and shapely, soaked in clear broth, and underneath is lined with verdant cabbage, and the granules on the surface bloom proudly like sunflowers.

Even the rich aroma wafting from the soup can make your mouth feel fresh and sweet even if you just smell it.

This is also the reason why Zhou Zhehao said that at most three people went to the banquet, there were too many people, and there was really not enough to eat, so there were only six meat balls.

This meat ball is made of turtle palm meat and snake meat grains the size of pomegranate rice.

The outermost layer is the soft-shelled turtle palm meat, the middle is the snake meat, and the innermost layer is a soft-shelled turtle egg.

As the name suggests, three sets of lion heads.