He rolled up his sleeves, revealing his strong arms.

Almost instantly, Mo Yang and Feng Qingge captured the sashimi on his arm at the same time, which was a wolf totem mark that only the natives of Sang Country possessed, representing the bloody nature of the wild wolves living on the grassland. It is precisely because he himself is from Sang that this dish stumped the two people in front of him.

Mo Yang was already frowning, his eagle-eyed eyes swept over the ingredients in front of him, but he was hesitant about what ingredients to choose.

Not only that, but even Feng Qingge was a little depressed, if she wanted to say that this was on the earth, she could judge according to the place of birth on her ID card, what people born in that place liked to eat, what they mainly took, and what kind of taste they liked.

But in this Sang country, she doesn't know much about their tastes, even if Bu Jinyu once reminded that the people of Sang are heavy-mouthed, like salty and spicy, and like to eat meat, but in the kitchen here, there are common ingredients from all over the mainland, how to choose them in it.

His eyes swept over Lin Yue, who was sitting on the chair, and Feng Qingge looked at his dark complexion, and did not look for ingredients immediately.

On the contrary, it was Moyang, after deciding, he walked out with a bamboo basket, he had already been optimistic about the location of the ingredients, selected the best beef that the Sang people liked to eat, and selected various auxiliary ingredients for green onions.

However, at a glance, it was clear that he was planning to make fried beef with green onions, the most common ingredient in the Sang country, and the most abundant in the restaurant.

"Da ......" cleaned the ingredients in his hand, stretched out his right hand, and the bright kitchen knife appeared in Mo Yang's hand, his speed was still very fast, his eyes stared at the beef in front of him, but in a moment, three or four catties of beef began to form pieces in his hands and fell into the plate.

"This kid has a bit of potential. The people standing on either side smiled and nodded secretly.

Looking at Feng Qingge again, the standing figure didn't make any movement, but the eyes stared at Lin Yue and never left half a step.

"Look at what you see, no matter how much you look at it, it won't pass you, the Jinluan Temple is a place to speak with strength!" the other cooks mocked, and the chef only knew that only those who had suffered knew that it was better for such a white boy to go home and hug his daughter-in-law, and what was the good thing about getting the smell of oil smoke in the kitchen.

At this moment, even Luo Xing panicked, tremblingly pulled the sleeve of Feng Qingge's coat, and said in a trembling voice: "Childe, you do it, don't stand still." The food you cooked for me is so delicious, there's no reason why I can't pass the assessment......"

"You can do it!" Seeing that Feng Qingge still didn't move, Luo Xing's last horror was gone, and he suddenly lifted the steel fork on the side and slammed it into the pool, the fish had already landed on the board, and he said angrily: "Then make fish to eat, my favorite ......"

"Fish!" The light in his brain flashed, Feng Qingge turned his head to look at the fish on the board, after his eyes came into contact with that thing, Feng Qingge's face changed even more, I didn't expect this to be here!

"There is less than half a pillar of incense left, and even if you make fish, it's too late. The chef on the side sneered even more, glaring at Feng Qingge with disdain. Obviously, their chips are all on Mo Yang, and they feel that that is the talent that can be created.

Lin Yue didn't say much, his black eyes swept over the wind and sing, watching her catch the very ugly fish from the pool again, and couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

"Why does this fish look different from what I eat?" Hanging his head, Luo Xing also noticed that the fish on the board was not as full as other fish, but flattened on its sides, with a bulging back, and the silver-white scales were very small, and the teeth in the fish's mouth were still jagged, which looked very weird.

When the other chefs saw Feng Qingge catch the fish, they almost squirted out in one breath, and almost choked on their own saliva.

This fish is the most difficult to cook, because the heat is too big, the flesh itself is damaged, and the taste becomes old. If it's not cooked, it tastes even worse!"

"Isn't it, cooked fish is easy to melt and affect the taste, and this fish is chicken ribs. Cooking it at this time is to find death!"

"Shhhhh ”

It's over, look at the faces of these people, isn't this salmon particularly difficult to make, what the hell is the son going to do, this thing is really too ugly. Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Luo Xing clenched his hands, if they really couldn't pass the assessment, they would have to wait another month.

"Hmph......" Mo Yang in front of him sneered, salmon is difficult to cook, he understands, but he didn't expect that in front of the local of Sang Guo, she would actually choose outside food, such food is not up to Lin Yue's appetite, she has already lost.

I knew in my heart, but Mo Yang didn't say it in his mouth, he started the pot beautifully, and the spoon in his hand added the sauce to the plate, and the dish of fried beef with green onions was completed. The rich aroma is very attractive when mixed with the flavor of the sauce. The locals of Sang Country will come to taste it when they smell it.

"I'm done. Standing with his hands in his hands, Mo Yang looked at the wind on the opposite side.

Without using her own Xuanji knife, Feng Qingge lifted the clean kitchen knife on the side, stretched out her right hand slightly, and under the shadow of the sword, as if there were ten pairs of hands behind her, in the blink of an eye, the salmon on the board had been cleaned up.

And on the back of the knife, there is no scale, which shows how fast her speed is.

At the next moment when everyone couldn't close their mouths, her knife turned and broke the whole salmon, and when she raised the knife, it was not a thin fillet, but a finger-wide piece of fish, pink flesh, with white lines, falling into the empty plate.

"Is she crazy, how can the fish be cut like this!" the other chefs exclaimed at once, and their jaws almost fell to the ground as they stared at Feng Qingge one by one.

Feng Qingge stared at the fish meat in her hand, she had already ignored the people standing around her, and only used the meat on the fish, the fish head and tail were thrown out by her, and she lifted the soy sauce on the side and added it. Under the eyes of everyone, she flipped her right hand and slowly poured a green paste-like object from the medicine bottle into the soy sauce.

Picked a carrot at random, cut it into a flower shape, placed it on the plate, looked at the incense that had just been extinguished on the opposite side, Feng Qingge smiled indifferently: "I just finished it." ”

Done, done?

The people in the whole back kitchen were completely stunned, and they all held their breath and looked at the fish on the plate, next to the fish on the lettuce leaves, and some ice cubes on the side of the wind song, as for the condiment, it was even simpler, a little soy sauce, and the mysterious green object.

People who have never seen such a meal have long been stunned.

Even Luo Xing couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth, secretly pulled the sleeve of Feng Qingge's coat, and asked in a low voice, "Are you sure, can you eat this thing?"

They're not beasts, and if they eat this thing raw, don't they have diarrhea? Doesn't it become like a beast, swallowed alive?

"Please taste. He made a casual gesture of please, and Feng Qingge stood.

This book was first published in Reading Books