Chapter 136: The Taste is in the Countryside

Ran Ningmeng has not really seen Hu Junbiao's cooking skills, but has only heard a little from the mouths of Xu Qianzhong, Xu Hanyan and Deng Jiamao.

Hu Junbiao is also modest, and he will not say directly what level his cooking skills have reached, but he has a conservative estimate from the table full of meals and the sultry fragrance he smells.

Chefs, the chefs who appear in food magazines, may not be able to have the qualifications to appear on the stage at the same time as Hu Junbiao's cooking.

Ran Ningmeng has eaten a lot of expensive meals, and she has seen a lot of fancy skills of chefs, but until today, when she saw Hu Junbiao carefully cooking a table of banquets on the table, she suddenly felt that she knew very little about the word kitchen.

I can eat it, but after reading everything about Hu Junbiao, I know how low my ability to eat is.

Ordinary cabbage is like that precious ingredient in Hu Junbiao's hands, I don't know what is used to cook it, but just pouring the sauce in the soup creates the feeling of lingering smoke.

In particular, the crystal clear and white skin of this cabbage is attractive, just like the skin of the ancient concubine taking a bath.

Looking at the four dishes of fish, chicken, duck and goose, the intensity increases at one time, and the four dishes represent four different cuisines. Wanton transformation can be achieved to the highest quality, and its dishes have always maintained the ability to flourish, just like the beauty of the world, it is unforgettable just at a glance.

The desire to taste proximity in the heart is to grow stronger.

Looking at Hu Junbiao's meal in the world, how domineering the carved dragon and phoenix are, the dragon and phoenix are all lifelike and seem to contain endless rhyme, which is not the most important. The most important thing is that Hu Junbiao can also carve the scenery of the characters below, not to mention the strange state, there are still people looking at it, some people pacing, the ingredients are rolled, the carver is the pen, and Hu Junbiao is to draw a perfect picture of the seductive soul for everyone.

The smell is seductive in the nose, like green fingers caressing the face, flashing in front of the eyes and surrounding the back.

"Gollum", as a diva, is strict and self-disciplined for etiquette and all manners outside, so that it is not tranquil or light, it can be sultry or dignified, and it will be sacred and charming in a lifetime.

But it's just on top of the food on this table, and it's already broken before it smells the taste.

Even though Xu Hanyan had tasted the Spring Festival in advance, she thought that she had a certain understanding of Hu Junbiao's cooking skills, but at this time, when she saw the food on the table, the shocked look in her eyes was difficult to dissipate, and all kinds of throbbing in her heart were also entwined and tempted her.

Xu Qianzhong took a sip of the fragrance, extremely satisfied, and said to Ran Ningmeng and Xu Hanyan: "Sister Ningmeng, Sister Hanyan, how do you look at this Biao brother's cooking skills?"

Although Xu Qianzhong only tasted the food cooked by Hu Junbiao once, he trusted Hu Junbiao. A meal can seduce people's souls, and at this time, a banquet that spends most of the day in the kitchen is so diligent, how can it be a simple and ordinary product?

"Great. The shocking emotions of Ranning Dream were difficult to dissipate, a pair of beautiful eyes stared at a little dementia, and he held a pair of chopsticks in his bare hands and didn't know whether to play chopsticks or how.

Even if she is hungry in her belly, her appetite is shocked, but she still has to take into account the difference between the host and the guest, if there are only three people, Xu Qianzhong and Xu Hanyan, she can endure it like this, and at this time, she can directly hold the chopsticks and go forward to pick up the vegetables. It's a pity that if it were just the three of them, she wouldn't be blessed with this delicious and tempting meal on the table.

Answering one word, but expressing his shock.

Hu Junbiao happened to come out of the kitchen, washed his hands and came to the living room, Hu Junbiao did not force any wave of dressing, but wearing casual clothes has a unique charm in his identity. Deng Jiamao opened the seat for him to take a seat, and Hu Junbiao was not polite, and said softly: "Ms. Ran, you are a little embarrassed to praise him like this." ”

"Hey, Ms. Ran's three words sound a little awkward, you can call Xu Hanyan Hanyan, you can call me the word Ningmeng. When the words landed, Ran Ningmeng quickly spoke, and at the last banquet, Xu Hanyan said that Hu Junbiao called him can use the word Hanyan, and he didn't want to shout that he could say Ningmeng.

Hearing this, Hu Junbiao smiled and nodded.

"Also, it's not a compliment, it's the truth, Boss Hu, your cooking skills really don't have to be said. Ran Ningmeng heard Hu Junbiao's words and felt that the latter was humbling himself.

"It's hard to get into the hall of elegance with a little cooking, and you don't want to see it when you show it. It doesn't matter if the words are praised, but Hu Junbiao is not a person who is keen on reputation.

If it weren't for the task, Hu Junbiao wouldn't have much interest in participating in the cooking competition, and a smile loomed at the corner of his mouth, and he still looked like he was not shocked in front of the queen.

"Taste it. He didn't continue to be polite, after sitting in the position, Hu Junbiao pointed to the table of his own carefully prepared meals, but there were quiet women like Zhang Tong'er at the table, and there were beautiful people such as Ranning Dream Xu Hanyan and other worldly beauty, this is just to look at that beautiful face is to have a full meal.

With a table full of delicacies, the moon is cloudy and sunny from time to time, and the people at the table are full of interest and laughter.

Xu Qianzhong held the chopsticks and put the pickled radish into his bowl, gently and tasted the familiar taste, the sourness was just right, not thick or light, but it hooked the stomach. Xu Hanyan was the first to catch the fish, this fish soup is colorful and rich in ingredients, and countless flavors poured into the tip of the tongue when put in the mouth.

On the tip of the tongue, it seems that the delicacies of the mountains and seas are half a part of the rivers and mountains, and this taste makes Xu Hanyan's pupils widen more and more.

The goose cooking is different from the white hair floating green water, but it is finely cut into pieces and different, the size is exquisite, and the plate is exquisite. The bright red smoke is dripping, just like the blushing face of the hot girl, Hunan cuisine, spicy to spicy and spicy.

This taste, familiar and unfamiliar, seems to outline the layers of pictures, and it seems to outline the beautiful musical notes. It seems that Na Na's singing voice is loud, as if she sees the woman's blushing face but a slightly pungent temperament, this taste, I don't know how to talk about it. The literary brilliance of Ranningmeng was outlined by this meal, and suddenly the literary thoughts came step by step like a spring, which directly aroused her delicious imagination.

"Brother Biao is a mountain dweller, since ancient times, there are sleeping dragons and young phoenixes in the countryside, and Tibetan talents in the countryside. Feel the nature, understand the simplicity, know the innocence, and this is the only way to cook such delicious. Xu Qianzhong tasted another meal, only to think that it was delicious, and couldn't help but praise it.

"The smell is in the countryside. Xu Hanyan said abruptly.

"What you say to me is a bit like a myth, this food is made by people, tasted by people, and that's it. Hu Junbiao smiled and spoke.