"Sir, you... Stay safe. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

The lobby manager wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, obediently, he didn't need to look at it at all, what kind of ability is this. After working in the restaurant for so long, he has never seen any knife skills, Feng Ning undoubtedly opened his eyes today, this, cow! Feng Ning smiled and didn't speak, what is this, it's just a double purpose, it's a small meaning.

"I haven't made a knife that can cut my knife yet, I said that your restaurant's ability to handle ingredients is too watery, can this bamboo shoot taste good like this, and this black chicken, the bones are still stained, I just want black chicken, and it should be thin, and stick to the skin." ”

Feng Ning handled the bamboo shoots, holding a knife in his left hand and cutting it on the board, the length was exactly the same, while in his right hand he held a boning knife to perfectly peel off the skin of the black chicken, and he could see a small piece of meat on the bottom. A kitchen employee in charge of handling the ingredients was completely stunned when he saw this scene, this kung fu, he can't keep up after practicing for another five years, this is from the mother's womb to start cutting vegetables?

The lobby manager kept wiping cold sweat, this is still a person, it looks no different from a fine machine! Feng Ning is completely possessed by the God of Food at the moment, this appearance of cooking is not much different from the God of Food, if you want to say that it is not enough to catch up, this is the first time to practice, and you have to slowly get familiar with it.

But despite this, Feng Ning's skills have exploded every chef here, and many chefs have leaned over and watched obsessively, this knife skill is amazing!

"Who's in my place?"

Not far away came a man with a big belly, who looked to be forty or fifty years old, and was wondering why he was so quiet, and when he approached, he realized that his place had been taken over. Moreover, there were many onlookers, and there was a young man standing in the middle, handsome and unspeakable, his eyes were very focused, because he was blocked, and the man couldn't see Feng Ning's hands flying rapidly.

"Shhhhh ”

The little worker who spoke had an SD sound, Xu Xuhui was a little embarrassed and a little angry when he heard these words, and a layman rich boy actually pointed out his dishes. However, when he opened the crowd and looked inside, he was stunned, the knife is good, you are just a god!

Looking at the extra ingredients on the board, Xu Xuhui seemed to think of something, there was a page on the ancestor's recipe that was gone, and there was only a black character left on it. He could guess that it was the same ingredient, but there were too many ingredients at the beginning of the black character, and he couldn't try the same thing. Now I saw Feng Ning with a black chicken, and his head was shocked, it seems to be this!

Knock knock knock ......!!

There was a sound on the board, Feng Ning's hand didn't stop at all, he was cutting vegetables here, and he could handle the soup in the pot over there, this was no longer something that could be done with two minds, this was multitasking. What is shocking is that the dish that was cut by Feng Ning seemed to be frozen, and it slowly became smaller and smaller without moving, and finally became an ultra-thin sheet.

"Simmer for three minutes... Put in the black chicken... Cumin is ground into powdered ......"

Feng Ning's hands did not stop, his mind did not stop, recalling the practice of listening to Luomei on a spring night, and his mouth was still repeating. Although the voice was small, the scene was quiet, and many people heard it, including Xu Xuhui, of course, listening to Feng Ning's words, he fell into deep thought, as if what Feng Ning said was what was lacking in the recipe!

He can't guarantee it, so he can only wait for the dish to finish and see the final result. Time flies quickly, and once a person focuses on doing something, time will always pass inadvertently. It's like now, all the small workers and chefs are watching Feng Ning cook, and the amazing knife skills are really shocking, even the faces of the chefs with the best knife skills here are dull, this is a gap between heaven and earth.

"Done!"

Feng Ning put down the kitchenware, and the bang made everyone come back to their senses, smelling this smell and everyone was very intoxicated, this is more than twice as good as what Chef Xu did! Xu Xuhui was also very excited, the smell that grandpa described before he died, isn't that it, is this the authentic who listens to Luomei on a spring night?!

"Manager, I'll take it away, and hurry up with the rest of the dishes." ”

After speaking, Feng Ning took out a large bowl and left the kitchen, leaving behind a mysterious back and few dishes left.

"Don't, don't move, I'll try it!"

Xu Xuhui was a little excited, if this is the authentic practice of listening to Luomei on a spring night, then the glory of his Xu family will definitely be able to reproduce. smelling that the taste is better than his own, Xu Xuhui is very excited now, nine times out of ten it is an authentic practice!

Picking up the spoon, Xu Xuhui scooped up a little soup, and the moment he entered it, the whole person was stunned, this, is this really a delicacy that can be eaten in the world!?

"Manager, what's that guy's about?"

Xu Xuhui walked up to the lobby manager with an excited face, this will, the lobby manager was still in a daze, before he actually doubted whether Feng Ning would do it, after all, he was from Kyoto, how could he cook Sichuan food. Now that Xu Xuhui is so excited, of course he can see that Feng Ning is doing authentic Someone's Spring Night listening to Luomei.

Feng Ning returned to the box with the big bowl, and pushed it in front of Luo Xiaochun with a hippie smile, which she originally ordered. Luo Xiaochun was a little moved, although she really wanted to eat this dish, but when the waiter said no, she was already ready to change it, but she didn't expect Feng Ning to make it herself.

After tasting it, Luo Xiaochun's expression was very sweet, delicious was secondary, mainly Feng Ning's affection, she felt that she had not mistaken the man, Feng Ning was really worth entrusting for life.

"Mr. Feng, our Chief Chef Xu wants to see you, you see?"

There was a knock on the door, and the lobby manager walked in, followed by a man with a big face and a swollen belly, a typical kitchen man. This is the chef who listens to Luomei on a spring night, Feng Ning secretly guessed. Nodding, Feng Ning motioned for them to come in, anyway, it didn't matter if the meal hadn't started yet.

"Uh... Senior Feng, my name is Xu Xuhui, the eighteenth generation of the Xu family's cooking, who listened to Luomei on a spring night just now should be authentic, right?"

Xu Xuhui doesn't know what to call it, the one who can surpass him in cooking skills must be his seniors, but this age is really ...... Helpless, Xu Xuhui had no choice but to add a small word in front of his predecessors. His words were very direct, and in his memory, the taste just now was absolutely authentic, and it couldn't be faked.

Feng Ning didn't deny this, didn't speak, just nodded.

"Then, where are you in high school, I wonder if I am lucky enough to learn the authentic practice of listening to Luomei on a spring night?"

This sentence is still very straightforward, Xu Xuhui will not beat around the bush.

"No, I'm just a doctor. ”