Chu Jiang played a song "The Moon Represents My Heart" on his mobile phone in front of everyone, soft, sweet and sweet.

Go, this idiot, there's a trick to pretending to be a ghost!

The shrimp in the glass box were originally alive and kicking, and they slowly became docile while listening to the music.

This is called the cultivation of a sentiment before the shrimp die, or euthanasia. No matter what kind of animal it is, if it dies in horror, it will excrete a toxin from its body, which will not poison people, but it can affect the taste. Chu Jiang stood by the glass box and explained in a low voice.

Even Wu Meiniang felt that Chu Jiang was really pretending to be forced, the truth was such a truth, but what animal would not be moved by fear before death, could he let them face death with a smile?

Chu Jiang didn't care about other people's faces, took a deep breath, and submerged in the water with a long knife in his hand.

The shrimp in the water, unaware of the imminent death, are still swimming leisurely listening to the music, and some are even thinking of a gentle kiss......

It was too late and that it was fast, and when the Chu River knife fell, the undercurrent in the water surged.

Whoosh.

A few shrimp had been shelled by a knife and then dropped onto the plate, then more than a dozen shrimp, and finally dozens of shrimp, and in a minute or so, hundreds of shrimp had fallen on the plate like a magic trick.

The shrimp on the big plate, still jumping happily, seem to have no idea that their shells have been peeled.

"This is to let the shrimp grow in the water and die in the water!" Chu Jiang slowly breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Even if they know that they are dead, they have no regrets!"

"Oh my God!" the chefs shouted, "I heard that this knife technique has been lost for hundreds of years, and it used to be the basic skill of imperial chefs. ”

"Count the knowledge you have!" Chu Jiang smiled, then lit the fire latte pot and added spices in one go, and then slapped his right hand on the table, and hundreds of shrimps came one by one A beautiful shrimp jumped over the dragon gate, and a most beautiful arc before dying.

Chu Jiang didn't seem to be afraid of being hot, and on a fire dragon, he grabbed the handle of the iron pot and turned it upside down, in a beautiful posture, like holding a beautiful woman and teasing her girl.

I flirt left tease, right flirt, up flirt, down flirt...... Let's do it together in bed—move—move!

In the end, Chu Jiang felt that the beauty had been teased almost to a certain extreme, and then turned over, oh, no, it was a flip, and the crystal clear, uniform size, and fragrant "Crystal River Prawns" were finished.

Then in the kitchen of the top hotel in Australia, everyone tasted Chujiang's "Crystal River Shrimp" one by one.

No matter who it is, as long as they eat a shrimp, they will be stunned first, and their faces will be full of sighs unconsciously, because they finally understand the meaning of "there are people outside the mountains".

Before they ate Ou En's shrimp, they thought that the chef made the best food, and before they tasted the fried shrimp from Chu Jiang, they thought Ou En made the most delicious.

There is no best, only better!

After Wu Meiniang ate a shrimp sandwiched by Chu Jiang, she looked at Chu Jiang with puzzled eyes, she couldn't imagine that this kid still had this hand!

In order to save face for Ou En, even if they felt that Chu Jiang had indeed surpassed Ou En, they only praised it softly.

And Wu Meiniang didn't care so much, she looked at Chu Jiang suspiciously, and then asked with great interest: "My dear, your fried shrimp is not only crispy, but also full of elasticity, and ...... There's a hint of unspeakable taste, what is that smell?"

In fact, this question is also what Ou En wants to ask, regardless of his rival, after Ou En eats the shrimp, he still admires Chu Jiang.

A lover of food can make "Crystal River Prawns" that is even better than a Michelin-certified chef, and if his mother sees him, he will definitely like him!

It's a pity that he was destined to be an enemy as soon as he met him, Ou En secretly glanced at Chu Jiang with resentful eyes.

"The taste of the soul!" Chu Jiang said pretending to be forced.

Does the soul still smell?

What nonsense!

But after hearing this, instead of anyone complaining, everyone fell into contemplation, as if Chu Jiang's nonsense touched something in the deepest part of their hearts, well, it is full of meaning like Zen words, but from a certain point of view, it is all nonsense!

"Because I let this group of shrimp die unconsciously in the water in the enjoyment of music. Chu Jiang continued to narrate, "In this world, whether it is a human being or other creatures, nothing can change the fact of death, and when our mission is completed, it can be regarded as no regrets to leave like this!"

"Go!"

Wu Meiniang rolled her eyes, and everyone also showed a look of complaint.

"Ahem, I accidentally pretended to be too much, forgive me, forgive me, let's go back to the wine table, I'll punish myself with three glasses!" Chu Jiang sneered, then took Wu Meiniang's hand and left the kitchen first.

The other men looked at Chu Jiang's back and sighed secretly, they didn't think that the kitchen could also become a battlefield for men to pretend to be forced, and it seemed that they would have to work hard secretly in the future.

After three rounds of drinking, Chu Jiang's addiction to smoking came again, so he paced to the balcony of the big box, lit one in the wind, and watched the night view of the Macao market by the way.

At this time, Millie and Orn were watching the scenery from another balcony, and the two of them shook the glass of wine in their hands and chatted casually.

"Millie, are you kidding me, what do you say I used to be Mei Niang's dream lover, but now I look at it, I dream of a bird. I'm embarrassed to my grandmother's house this time!" Ou En finally broke out with resentment, after all, in front of everyone, even if he complained, he still had a smile on his face.

Anyway, it feels like they're just chatting casually, and it seems to be quite speculative.

This is a compulsory lesson for everyone from an early age.

"Orn, what good is it for me that I play you. Millie didn't get angry either, and then sighed faintly, "Maybe three years is too long, and she is no longer the Wu Meiniang she used to be." But...... What has always puzzled me is that we are together every day, and we have never heard her talk about her fiancé, and a fiancé jumped out of thin air tonight. ”

Speaking of Wu Meiniang's fiancé Chu Jiang, Millie's eyes flashed with a look.

Maybe just now Chu Jiang flirted with the left, flirted with the right, flirted with the top, teased with the bottom...... Let's do it together in bed—when we move—move.

Maybe just now Chu Jiang felt that the beauty had been flirted almost to a certain extreme, and then turned over, oh, no, it was the moment when the crystal clear, uniform size, and fragrant "Crystal River Prawns" had been completed.

Millie felt a twitch underneath, extremely refreshing, and of course she knew she was tall, and a height without warning.

Because she really loves such a warm man, she can be tall when she looks at it, if there is any physical contact, wouldn't it be wave after wave, cool to death!