Time is also of the utmost importance to chefs. Not only the time it takes to cook, but also the time of the customer. A dish should not last more than 20 minutes at most, and of course, this is limited to stir-frying.

With the theme of beauty, giving half an hour, an hour, is already considered a luxury.

"Half an hour, half an hour, you guys, go and prepare ice cubes for me immediately!" Feng Yuan walked around among the ingredients with a shy belly, and when he saw the fatty meat, he almost picked it out one by one.

"Moyang, what do you need, I'll help you. Shanxiping squeezed her hands and asked, now she can only help with this.

However, after Mo Yang just pulled out the knife, he didn't make the next move, he closed his eyes, thinking about the ingredients used, not as anxious as Feng Yuan, but the most calm.

"Ice cubes, the more the merrier!" Feng Yuan grabbed the big fish in the pool with his fat hands, Feng Yuan was shy, although he was fat, the speed of his hands was very fast, and the silver kitchen knife jumped in his hand, but in the blink of an eye, a ten-pound fat fish had been decomposed.

Even Feng Qingge couldn't help but tremble all over, the star power in her body was surging, and the spiritual power completely locked Feng Yuan on the opposite side, the familiar aura was surging, it was clearly star power, could it be that the guy in front of him was planning to use star power to make this dish?

With a slight flip of his right hand, the silver kitchen knife immediately turned red, Feng Yuan's knife fell, and the heat of the kitchen knife cut the fish, and it also perfectly overheated the fish, maintaining the freshest taste of the fish.

With a pinch of his hands, the ice cubes in the basin danced with his movements, but when they touched his hands, the sound continued, and the entire Jinluan Temple was in a white mist.

"Natal Flame, no wonder he can be so arrogant!" With a move in her heart, Feng Qingge stared at Feng Yuan's hands, she didn't expect that what she wanted to break through actually saw on Feng Yuan's hands!

However, Feng Qingge didn't know that Feng Yuan loved food and beautiful women, so much so that even if he had a natal flame, he was not interested in alchemy or anything else, and was dedicated to studying this food.

Mo Yang, who had his eyes closed, also opened his eyes suddenly at this moment, the cold light in his black eyes suddenly appeared, his bloodthirsty eyes stared at the natal flame in Feng Yuan's hand, and subconsciously trembled, the natal flame!

"Do you think that you are the only one who has the natal flame?" A low voice came from Mo Yang's mouth, he raised his right hand coldly, and the fiery red light jumped out, but it was a real flame, and with a slight touch of his right hand, the fiery red had fallen into the pot, completely burning the iron pot.

The so-called beauty is the theme, but literally, it is not difficult to make a thousand strange things, but if you want to understand it at a deeper level, it is not so simple at all. The outside is beautiful, and the inside must also have the essence of beauty, otherwise the dish made will be wasted.

Subconsciously pressed the back of the knife in his hand, and the essence in Mo Yang's eyes flashed, and he had already decided what kind of food to make. He didn't use an iron pot, but replaced it with a casserole, and the place where this thing is usually used is to boil porridge.

With the theme of beauty, if you make some rice porridge, won't it make people laugh?

Looking at Moyang Taomi, Zhong Menxi's big teeth were about to laugh, this stupid boy, he thought he would have some tricks, but he didn't expect that at this critical juncture, he actually chose to cook. Looking at Feng Yuan again, the kitchen knife in his hand had already swung and sharpened on the condensed ice. It was obvious that he wanted to carve out something else, and at a glance, it was obvious that Feng Yuan's side had the upper hand.

At this moment, Shan Xiping stomped his feet in a hurry, his hands were clenched, and he couldn't help but say anxiously: "What is he doing, how could he choose rice, Moyang, do you want to rely on rice porridge to win? If this continues, our Jinluan Temple will be finished!"

"Let's see, he does it for a reason. Mo Yang has always been more rigorous, and he will not drop the chain at this time, despite this, Lin Yue's heart still trembled, no matter how beautiful it is, how beautiful can this rice porridge be, just master the heat, what is the difference between the rice porridge boiled out?

Feng Qingge frowned slightly, watching Mo Yang wash the rice over and over again, and mixed in other black rice, as well as all kinds of miscellaneous grains, and cooked the rice porridge in front of him in the most ordinary way. The only difference is that he uses a natal flame that can be materialized by himself.

This was something Feng Qingge had never had, so she didn't know what would be wrong with the rice porridge cooked under this flame. Feng Yuan on the opposite side also used the natal flame and began to create ice cubes, his fat hands groping on the ice cubes, but it was just a stick of incense, and the general figure had already appeared.

As time went on, the speed in his hands became slower and clearer, and what he carved with the knife became clearer. Under the ice, the crystal clear jade body is completely the life-size proportions of Wiener, and the smile is completely displayed, which is even more beautiful.

The works carved by such sword skills, looking at the Sang country, no one can carve them. It just appeared in the hands of this fat man, which made people feel really incredible.

Even Wiener was shocked by this kind of knife skill, she really looked like the iceman who touched the opposite side in the past, what kind of technique does this have to carve such a vivid thing? I didn't expect Feng Yuan to be able to completely carve out her appearance just by seeing her for the first time.

However, seeing Feng Yuan's face, Wiener's excitement dimmed again, what is the use of looking like this, no matter how well it is carved?

Looking at the hourglass with the last bit left, Shan Xiping's heart trembled again and again, and at the last moment, Mo Yang put away the fire, poured the rice porridge in the casserole into the basin and spread it, covered it with a lid, and did not add anything else.

As for Feng Yuan's side, the tall statue completely shocked everyone, and among the icebergs, it seemed that there was really a beautiful woman frozen, with fat skin, picturesque eyebrows and eyes, and even the clothes were exactly the same as Wiener.

"Good knife skills. Feng Qingge couldn't help but approve, the people in the iceberg were obviously pieced together with ingredients, the flesh-colored fish meat was thinly sliced and frozen by the iceberg, and the ingenious red peppers were connected to make a beautiful cheongsam shirt, and the black part was mainly kelp, looming under the iceberg.

Raising his head proudly, Feng Yuan smiled and said: "This is my love for the princess, and I invite the princess to taste it." Rest assured, the borneol is very thin, and it will break when you poke it, and the fish inside must be eaten freshly to highlight the taste. I named this dish, Wiener Beauty. ”

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