"First fast and then slow, and then sigh and sigh, this is the rhythm, there will be no mistake!"

The dragon god was eating egg cakes and drinking bean juice slowly, just dragging time. His mouth has been tested by Zhou's cuisine, and he can already do what he wants, not at all like a junior brother like Huailiangren, who can't control the rhythm of the first taste of deliciousness.

Sure enough, after trying the secret omelet, Huai Liangren has lost the reserve and sense of rhythm that a three-Michelin-starred chef should have.

After the first dog ignored the entrance of the bun, he was not much better than President Gu who tasted the delicacy for the first time, and the next few were also Zhu Bajie eating ginseng fruit, and he didn't see how clever he was.

The dragon god secretly sneered, I know that you kid will be this kind of virtue! Otherwise, this great god will give up today's 10,000-character update, stay here and drink slowly? Look at your kid's ugly Why are you so cool! The last two buns...... Well, it actually slowed down, earlier than Old Man Huang's precipice, isn't it simple?

After all, Huai Liangren is a top chef working on the front line, and when it comes to food sensitivity and tasting ability, he even slightly surpasses the three giants of Huang, Lu and Yi, and his reaction is far more than that of Mr. Huang, who tasted food for the first time that day.

Seeing that the four dogs ignored the buns and unknowingly fell into their stomachs, they suddenly woke up, how could I eat so fast, and did I want the demeanor of a Michelin-starred chef?

What's more, such a perfect bun is hard to find, and it would be a pity if you couldn't savor it.

Huai Liangren even saw the welcome lady and the waitress covering their mouths and peeping at him with a smile on their faces, coughing, posing like a top chef and food critic, slowly picking up a bun, breaking the skin, plucking the soup, and slowly savoring the perfect fusion of wheat and pork.

"It's just a few ordinary kinds of wheat noodles and pork from East China white pigs. In terms of ingredients, it is reasonable at best, and it is definitely not top-notch.

But this person, with his in-depth understanding of all kinds of wheat noodles, has prepared an almost perfect half-hair noodle in the best proportion! Sister Qing'er is not wrong, he really has mastered the soul of Goubuli Baozi!"

The more in-depth he learned about Zhou Dong's dog ignoring the buns, the more shocked Huai Liang's heart became.

"There is also pork, East China white pig is not used by chefs in Europe, one is that Europeans have little demand for pork, and even if they do, they can pursue better Okinawa black pigs or even the 'happy pigs' of Uri, Switzerland.

The second is that European chefs are too limited in their ability to prepare pork, and German sausage chefs can make more than 2,000 kinds of sausages, but they obviously lack imagination in how to cook fresh pork.

However, this person relied on his ability to control the hand-chopped stuffing, and perfectly integrated the pork ribs and clear soup, which really raised the East China white pork to a higher level!

If he can use a higher grade of pork, with his cooking skills, maybe he will let this dog ignore the buns and give himself wings and completely free himself, right?

It's a pity that such a talented chef, someone who could be my opponent, should be wasted in this little breakfast department?

If he hadn't met me, he would have been left unsaved. I'm afraid I'm going to waste my life's precious time making this 'civilian food', right?"

Huai Liangren looked at Zhou Dong, who was still busy in the kitchen, as if he smelled a 'taste of genius......

"Sir, your boil is ready, you ...... Are you sure you still have it?"

The pretty waitress is a kind girl, just now Huai Liangren gobbled up a secret egg cake and a cage of goubuli buns, she can see it clearly, very worried about the stomach of this handsome mixed-race guy.

Overeating is not good, this should be the original intention of Master Xiao Zhou to limit the number of customers to buy.

Huai Liangren didn't answer her, his eyes stared straight at the big black bowl in front of him, which was filled with braised and roasted fire.

The tender yellow fried tofu, the pork head, pork belly, pork lungs, and large and small intestines that are ruddy in color but do not hide the original flesh color, and the naughty garlic juice has not yet been completely mixed in the soup base, and is burrowing in the red old soup, blooming in the dark......

Born in Cantonese cuisine, he is no stranger to pork intestines, but with his level of cleanliness, he definitely will not eat this kind of food, and after becoming the chef of the Champs-Elysées dream restaurant in Paris, he will not be involved in this kind of thing, and Westerners will go crazy when they see pork intestines......

If someone asked him this question before today, he would definitely be directly blacklisted.

But I don't know why, Huai Liangren, who has reached a serious level of cleanliness, actually had a thought that even he thinks is very absurd: "What are you hesitating about, the pig intestines handled by Master Xiao Zhou must be cleaner than some people's faces!"

He subconsciously glanced at the dragon god, and then confirmed the matter.

Long Potian was looked at a little inexplicably by him: "What do you see me doing?"

"I want to take back what I just said, Master Xiao Zhou's craftsmanship is very good, I was too confident before. ”

"Uh...... In fact, it's nothing, it's still a good comrade to change it if you know your mistakes. ”

The dragon god was a little stunned. When I was competing, I was most afraid of this, and the opponent suddenly put down his body and became rainy, and then continued to compete to show that he was a good man.

"Also, I have to thank you. For me, who is obsessed with a certain habit, your presence has dispelled my concerns, and now I can taste this stew with confidence.

Thank you, sir!"

"Huh, you're welcome......"

The dragon god subconsciously touched his face, what this guy said always makes people feel weird, and he always looks at the face of this god What is he doing?

This great god is the most self-aware, although I am very handsome, but I am still a little worse than Master Xiao Zhou;In addition, when did this great god start to have such a strong attraction to the same sex, maybe it was like this from the beginning? It's just that I'm too modest, and I've been ignoring my strong charm?

Huai Liangren smiled and nodded at Long Potian again, then picked up the boiled water sent by the waiter's sister, and rinsed his mouth with a very sense of ceremony.

You have to show the proper attitude when you treat the best food, and I ate the bun without rinsing my mouth after eating the egg cake just now, and now I can't forgive myself in retrospect!

The first bite, just like the easy-to-know fish of the day, at the same time stuffed the large intestine and small intestine into the mouth, chewed gently, raised the head slightly, and grasped the 'strange fragrance' that hit the tongue and teeth and asked the heart with heart......

Sighing softly, Huai Liangren looked at the busy figure in the back kitchen with a puzzled gaze, at this moment he had countless questions, and wanted to ask Zhou Dong immediately to understand!

But everything has to wait until the boil is finished, and the work of influencing others is not what a gentleman should do.

The tic-tac-toe method is full of mellow old soup, the charred and crispy triangular fried tofu, the pork lungs that melt in the mouth, and the crispy pork belly slices......

One mouthful, two mouthfuls, three or four mouthfuls, five, six, seven, eight, ninety, and ten,

Hundreds of mouthfuls and thousands of mouthfuls, it is still not enough to put it into the stomach.

It's not enough, it's clearly in the arms.

Huai Liangren took advantage of the unpreparedness and gently untied his trouser belt......

Who am I, who am I, what am I doing?

Putting down the chopsticks, Huai Liangren suddenly raised his head and stared at the figure again.

I really misunderstood Sister Qing'er, what she loves should only be the food made by this person, those seemingly ambiguous words, in fact, are just the true feelings of a professional gourmet, right?

Zhou Dong, you nasty guy, actually let me rush over from Paris, but now, should I go back or stay?

I can't go!At least I can't go until I succeed in 'saving' you stupid fellow!

For Huai Liangren, who has long stood on a world-class food platform, how long has it been since he has seen a genius among his peers?

And a diligent genius as young and as talented as he is!

If such a genius is wasted in the early department, it is simply a crime!

Huai Liangren's eyes were getting brighter and brighter, and he already knew what he should do......