Chapter 12: Cooking in a Pot!

"It's time to cook!"

The four people behind the plaque were still watching the excitement there, wondering if the Northeast Tyrannosaurus would make a comeback in anger. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Just now, the two old men were busy telling the two young men who this Northeast tyrannosaurus was.

Although they are all old stories of the past years of Chen Guzi's rotten sesame seeds, they are said by the two old people to be vivid and very attractive.

The key is that the two old men are both highly motivated, and you and I rush to say that they don't give in to each other.

Because of the speed, the language of both of them is very concise.

Of course, the language attainments of the two are very high.

Needless to say, Zhao Wenjing was born in a family and named Wenjing, which must match the name.

If it is Wu Jing, it is to use force to appease Kou Anbang.

Wen Jing's words are to use the function of Wenzhi to rejuvenate the country and establish the country.

Therefore, Zhao Wenjing must be very good at writing.

As for the Seventh Communist Party of Hong Xian, it is estimated that the literary skills are all in practice.

If you want to say that the fighting power of scolding and quarreling is so strong, no one can be the right of the beggar gang.

The gang leader is blessed with a sentence to learn from each beggar disciple, and he will become a master of language.

Therefore, the confrontation between the two in language is indistinguishable.

The two introduced wonderfully, and the two listened to it with relish, and soon knew that this guy's temperament and finesse were fine.

All four agreed that he would make a comeback.

If he doesn't do it today, he must not have brought enough manpower.

And if this revenge is not avenged today, it will definitely get worse in the future.

However, before the results came out, the home show began!

Originally, the kitchen was separated from the dining hall for 100 people on the first floor, but if you were in the hall, you wouldn't be able to see how the chefs in this delicious building cooked.

But behind this plaque, you can do both.

Because the partition in the middle is not high, it is easy to see both sides eating and doing their own actions.

Hearing the order to "boil the pot and make rice", everyone paid attention to the kitchen area.

Smelling people's strange fragrance but smiling.

Those who are elegant say "cooking", "cooking", at least "cooking", and have never heard of "cooking", this rice is too novel! too vivid! so special!

I, a master cook, want to see how you make it!

Baili Liangliu only thinks of one thing, it is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice, the ingredients are not good, you just make flowers, it is in vain!

Hong Qigong thinks simply, I don't care how you make it, as long as it is twice as delicious as my flower chicken, I will serve you!

Zhao Wenjing thought more complicated.

My goal is to recover and live a long life, if you get one to be satisfied, if you get two, you will be very successful, how can I love the Xinjueluo family be lost in the long river of history? Maybe it can return to glory.

Otherwise, wouldn't my investment in such an ancestral house be in vain?

Those people see that I have a lot of money, and they don't know how to think long-term!

I'm going to see how they make it!

From one thing, I can know some clues, which is of great significance to whether my purpose can be achieved!

Although I made a big bet, it was by no means my only bet, and it was not the only thing my family had.

If the Seventh Duke of Hong knew what this Zhao Wenjing thought, he would definitely snatch the flower chicken and shouted: "Good boy! I still play games with you, and I am lazy and waiting to die! I wish there were so many twists and turns in my stomach! In the future, my old flower son will not have your share in the flower chicken, so let's go to your dream of Qingqiu!"

However, now everyone is temporarily holding on to the little Jiujiu in their hearts, and they are facing the place where the rice is made.

The place on the side, which was originally a platform, was one zhang square, and a young man heard the order, hurried forward, and with a bang, lifted a lid.

A pot is exposed underneath!

No wonder it is said that the pot is boiled, it turns out that it is absolutely impossible to open the pot!

Seeing this pot, the four people were dumbfounded.

How can there be such a big pot?

It turns out that this pot also has a square circle!

Several people have good eyesight, and they can see clearly at this distance without the help of a telescope!

The layman sees the huge model of the pot, and the insider notices the pot itself.

As a culinary master, you can see at a glance that this pot is different!

Judging from the color, this pot is neither black nor white, the black is a cast iron pot, and the white one is a steel pot, and this pot is obviously neither cast iron nor steel, because its color is gray!

Is it a casserole?

This makes the smell full of surprise and anticipation.

Although she is already in a very good position in the culinary world, it can be said that she is lofty, but for this kind of casserole to make rice, cough! How can she also make rice? By the way, maybe this kind of casserole can really be said to be making rice! Not cooking! "Making" and "doing", the difference between one word is that there is a difference in the level of divine essence!

However, although the casserole can be used to decoct medicine and cook medicinal food, the shape is very small, where is there such a big one?

Seeing this in front of my eyes, it's a behemoth!

How the rice is made, let's not talk about it, just this cauldron, if it is a casserole, it is not trivial.

What a Guinness Book of Records, too pediatric.

This boiling link gave the smell of people a precedent, and the hardware part suddenly exceeded her imagination, which made her self-righteousness and arrogance suffer a serious blow.

I can't help but be in awe of everything about this food building, and sometimes the cooking techniques.

Even if other aspects, including the ingredients and cooking level, are the same, just with this pot, she is invincible.

As for the ingredients and cooking level, with such a casserole in hand, will it be lower than her smelling strange fragrance?

That kind of might be below zero, so I just don't think about it.

A middle-aged man walked over, dressed neatly, and unusually, he was wearing a hat.

None of them were there.

When you smell the strange smell, you can tell that this person is a chef.

Because she knows that ancient chefs also have certain signs.

For example, this chef's crown is not something that anyone else can wear, it represents technology and rank.

Unlike later generations, if you get a white hat and even write a big "kitchen" on it, you are a chef.

"Boys, give me all your places!"

The cook yelled.

Although it has no features, this roar definitely has the style of a chef.

It's the kind of heart that is wide and fat, and full of energy.

Before the words fell, people everywhere answered: "Yes! Master!"

Not knowing where to standby, eight young men jumped out in response.

All of them are bald, and all of them are topless!

Also, they each have a handful of catalpa!

It is the kind used by farmers for farming, with a wooden handle seven or eight feet long and a shovel head one foot long.

If you look closely, there are still two differences between this kind of shovel that seems to be used as kitchen utensils.

One is that the shovels are made of wood, and the other is that they are all in unison.

The eight young men came to the front of the cauldron and stood evenly in eight directions, with the huge wooden shovel in their hands aimed at the center of the casserole.

Like a great enemy!

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