I have never seen Shang Qingxiong's such an old age, Zhou Dong woke up from a deep sleep just in the morning, and ate the Kyoto-style breakfast coke rings and bean juice provided by the hotel, and he broke in in a hurry.

He also held a long box made of unknown wood in his hand, with a mysterious look, as if he had come to offer treasure: "Lao Zhou, okay, it's only been a few days since I came to Kyoto, and I can drink bean juice?"

I'll tell you the truth, it's been a long time since I've gotten used to the weird smell of this thing.

You say it's strange, it's not strange, I used to hate it and it felt like swill, but once I like it, it's just a delicacy in the world, and I will miss it if I don't drink it for a few days!"

"Hehe, this is the charm of some special delicacies, the stinky tofu in the north and south, and the stinky tofu in Kyoto are all ...... this way."

Zhou Dong put down the bowl containing the bean juice in his hand, picked up two steamed bread slices fried until golden brown, coated with a thick layer of stinky tofu in the middle, and gently squeezed the two steamed bread slices, the gray is not gray, yellow is not yellow, and the stinky tofu with a pungent smell shows its head from the crack, and Shang Qingxiong is disgusted, this thing, smells stinky, and it makes people look uncomfortable, only those who eat it know that it is actually the world's first-class deliciousness!

This is also the passive effect of tasting skills, once you have it, you have nothing else to ask for, you can taste the world's most fragrant, you can eat the world's most smelly, it is simply a necessary skill for a foodie.

"By the way, what are you doing here, what are you holding in your hand?"

Zhou Dong was a little curious about the wooden box in Shang Qingxiong's hand.

"Hey, guess what?"

Obviously a quick temper, saying that it was for Zhou Dong to guess, but he couldn't hold his breath before waiting for a few seconds, Shang Qingxiong opened the lid of the box gently, and saw a flash of silver light, and what was placed in the box was the fixture that Zhou Dong said yesterday.

"Hey, it's done so quickly, how did it end up in your hands?"

Zhou Dong put down the steamed bun slices and stinky tofu milk, and also came over curiously to see, this thing is the appearance given by the back kitchen, yesterday he sneaked into the back kitchen, and immediately saw this Qimen fixture, and then dictated it and asked Yan Lao to customize.

Although this night has been operated countless times in the back kitchen of creation, but the real thing in reality is really the first time to see it, Zhou Dong is also very curious, I don't know how much the strength of the national banquet preparation team can be restored?

It is worthy of the preparatory group, and it actually restores the appearance of nine points.

This clamp is actually very much like a slender pliers, two silver 'pliers' four or five centimeters long, about the thickness of a bamboo skewer, are crossed in the middle, and the rear end is left with two buttonholes about the thickness of the middle finger, and in the front section of the pliers, there are two pieces of pliers as thin as cicada wings, and the opposite inner side is slightly concave into it, and the workmanship is very fine.

"Hehe, I went to find someone from the preparatory team and brought it to you in advance, isn't this afraid that you won't use it and let you get familiar with it in advance?

Lao Zhou, but I think this thing is very difficult to use? It looks like two large ear scoops are connected together, not to mention the silver one, it's so thin, are you sure you can use it?

I doubt this thing can hold tempura?"

"Doubt, then you can see clearly!"

I have been practicing in the system for 'eight months', and I have been fiddling with this thing twenty-four hours a day, and it is the first time to use it in reality, Zhou Dong can't help but itch, take this clamp, buckle the two buttonholes at the back end on the middle finger and index finger, bend the two fingers slightly, and half-contain it in the palm.

Pointing to the fried steamed bun slices on the table that he hadn't eaten yet, he smiled and said, "This slice shouldn't be lighter than tempura, right?"

"Well, it's almost the same by eye, and even this steamed bun slice is slightly heavier. ”

"Take one slice, then take another slice of stinky tofu for me and help me get it open. ”

"Oh......"

Shang Qingxiong did as he was told like a curious baby, first took a slice of steamed bread in his hand, then sandwiched a piece of stinky tofu, spread it on the plate and broke it: "Old Zhou, and then?"

Throw up the steamed bread slices and open your mouth at the same time. ”

"Oh......"

A series of orders made Shang Qingxiong get used to it, and he didn't have time to think about it, he threw the steamed bun slices casually, and opened his mouth wide at the same time, and suddenly felt wrong, Nima, what did Lao Zhou ask me to open my mouth for?

Not good!

I feel bad and want to close my mouth, but where is the time?

Say it's too late, that's fast, the flowers bloom twice, let's each show a branch!

Ranking officials, that Zhou Dong saw Shang Qingxiong throwing up the steamed bread slices according to his words, and the hand holding the clamp also moved instantly, and the two fingers that held the clamp probed outward, and at the same time, the wrist vibrate, and in the blink of an eye, the Qimen clamp linked by the silver handle seemed to fly up from the palm, making a subtle 'buzzing' sound in the air.

With the power of vibration, Zhou Dong's two fingers moved alternately, like a knot!

The steamed bread slices that fell from the sky were wrapped in two clouds of silver light, and they were already firmly clamped on the two clips at the front end!

Zhou Dong unloaded the force, and without waiting for the weight of the steamed bread slices to bend the clamp, he had already swept the steamed bread slices from the plate with stinky tofu, stained with a lot of stinky tofu, with a smoky stench, gently turned in the air, and accurately sent it into Shang Qingxiong's mouth!

At this point, Shang Qingxiong suddenly realized that he had been trapped, and quickly shut up, but Zhou Dong had already withdrawn the clamp, 'click'!

Lao Zhou, you pit me...... Heck, it really doesn't taste bad.

"Boom Boom ......"

This guy is also very happy to eat.

After eating clean, I wiped my mouth, and then I remembered that although things were not bad, Lao Zhou was too much, how could there be such a way to stuff stinky tofu into people's mouths without saying hello!

"Lao Zhou, you are not kind! You cheat me! You have to pay!

I've thought about paying at least three big meals to soothe my hurt and weak heart......"

"Huh. ”

Zhou Dong held it in his hand, his eyes were cold, and he did not smile, just like a peerless swordsman who had seen blood when his sword was unsheathed: "If I were you, I would quickly take a mouthful of bean juice now, this is a perfect match." ”

"Well, that makes sense, well, I'll take a bite. ”

It's pretty full...... Shang Qingxiong today is different from the past, yesterday he was hungry for a long time, and he almost didn't become a lying down, today he ate breakfast directly twice, and he was eighty percent full before he went to the back kitchen of the white case team.

"Lao Zhou, how do you practice this technique?"

While brushing his teeth with a disposable toothbrush in the hotel, Shang Qingxiong muttered inexplicably: "I always feel ...... You must have a secret in you.

This fixture is used like a legendary martial arts master with internal strength......"

"Nonsense, have you heard the story of the oil seller, and you are still a martial arts master?"

Zhou Dong spit out the toothbrushing water in his mouth and threw a piece of chewing gum to Shang Qingxiong: "Let's go, the time should be almost up." Remember to say a few words less, no one will treat you as a dumb ......"