If you are too brute force, you can't bite after steaming pasta, if you don't have enough strength, steamed pasta, you don't even have shape, chewiness and toughness. This hand can make him finish the board, if it is used as pasta, the made things will not be eaten at all!

It's just that such a light song has long forgotten everything in front of him, and his slender fingers gently pull in the dough, looking like a female celebrity lady, pulling a needle and thread. It's just that the dough in her hand is split in two and neatly disintegrated into two.

"The Purgatory Nine. A deep voice came out of her mouth, like a cheetah hidden in the jungle. Ten fingers flew, the pair of small hands seemed to be broken, and fell on the dough suddenly, her strength was soft or rigid, the whole person's palm seemed to be broken, and slapped on the dough in a strange arc, and the spun dough danced with her strength.

"This is ......" Bu Jinyu's face became even more ugly.

Feng Qingge has one hand and is extremely strong, eager to beat this piece of dough to pieces, while the other hand is like a mother caressing the child, so kind and gentle, the dough turns in her hand, drawing a round arc.

Outsiders saw it, at most, they sighed, it was amazing. But for Bu Jinyu, it was as if he had discovered a new continent, his eyes widened, and he recorded all the movements of Feng Qingge. As a chef, all you want is the harmony of the two hands, the balance of the power of the two hands. But now Feng Qingge has completely broken this rule, if he wants to cook with a strong and soft heart, which even the legendary chef can't do, now that he is here, how can he not be excited?

With a gentle pull of both hands, the dough in her hands seemed to be alive, turning around her. The round dough is in her hands, and her whole person is like a spinning top, holding the dough in front of her head with both hands, the steps under her feet are gently expanded, and the middle finger of the index finger is tapped on the dough, and the two-finger-long piece of dough automatically falls off.

"Shhh

Bu Jinyu's eyes widened even more, and his whole heart was about to jump out. The thickness and width of the noodles are the same, and there is no deviation of half a minute.

The white-clothed Shengxue, turning in a circle in the mist, the shaved pieces of noodles are connected, surrounding her body, falling in circles, as if a cicada chrysalis, slowly wrapping herself, her circle is very slow, and the surrounding pieces of noodles do not touch the ground, forming a beautiful landscape.

"Chirp!" In the dark, the little thing that was hidden wriggled its little buttocks, both eyes were moist, and its little feet were clasped with rattans, looking at the person in front of him with teary eyes.

"Hum!" When the dough in her hand was completely opened, the spinning figure paused, and the two rolls of dough in her hand quickly closed together, and she circled her hands and subconsciously touched the Xuanji knife on her waist. It's a pity that this hand went down, but it didn't touch his blade.

"Use mine!" raised his right hand, and a silver-white light had already flown out.

Without any hesitation, Feng Qingge held the handle of the knife and let the pieces of dough in front of her fall, and between the knife in her hand, countless dough flew, but before it fell, it was picked by the tip of her knife and integrated into the two pieces of dough.

The cold light is shining, and the knife is sharpened like a shadow.

The white figure did not have a little temperature, and the indifferent blade cut through the dough, and she picked it with one hand, and the whole dough flew out.

"My Heavenly ......" Bu Jinyu's face changed drastically, and the flying piece of noodles actually transformed into a green dragon at this moment. The speed of Feng Qingge's knife is too fast, every time the knife falls, dozens of knives have been cut, the lifelike scales are flying, the dragon body and dragon tail have been carved, but there is no dragon head and dragon claws.

"Kanglong has regrets, what is the use of this dragon head and dragon claws. I didn't mean to hurt anyone, but I took his life, everything, it's all my fault. Looking at the unfinished work in the sky above, Feng Qingge just smiled sadly.

The standing soul trembled, she closed her eyes in despair, and out of the corner of her eye, a crystal tear slowly slipped down the corner of her eye.

"Chirp!" the green figure was like lightning, and wanted to gallop out, but it jumped into the other grass vine and looked at the tearful figure.

"Okay!" Smelling the fragrance, Bu Jinyu hurriedly opened the steamer, and the white and tender butterflies appeared on the plate one by one, and he took the sauce in his hand, and without thinking about it, he splashed it out directly. For a moment, the butterflies were stained with brown liquid, and it seemed that they had lost their appetite at all.

If you put it in a cooking competition and see such a work destroyed, I don't know how many judges secretly feel distressed.

However, in just an instant, the butterfly that was originally contaminated with condiments trembled, and the liquid actually turned into colorful, which was compatible with the butterfly pastry made, and it looked like a real flower butterfly, wanting to spread its wings and fly high.

Looking at the wind on the opposite side, the falling pieces of noodles fell mercilessly into the abyss and were buried by the mist. Her desperate expression and tears in the corners of her eyes deeply stimulated the little guy hiding in the dark.

"Chirp!" I couldn't hold back any longer, my fat body shot out like lightning, and the dark green figure sang towards the wind, and the poor eyes looked at the person opposite, extremely annoyed.

"It's coming!" The two people who had already observed the movement of the Three-Eyed Phantom Butterfly, where would they let go of this opportunity, at the moment when the Three-Eyed Phantom Butterfly rushed out, a large net made of star power fell, and the sound of "brush" shrouded the rushing insects.

"Chirp, tweet......" kept struggling, and the three-eyed phantom butterfly looked at Mu Cangyun and the burning stick in horror under the star power net, but it was looking at the wind and singing, revealing a look of pleading.

The burning stick couldn't help frowning, stretched out his hand and pressed the meat worm in front of him, it looked like an ordinary green vegetable insect, and the third eye on his forehead was also closed, only a green line could be seen, and the three-eyed phantom butterfly that had not yet evolved dared to move his contract master?

"Little thing!" choked the three-eyed phantom butterfly, and the burning stick was eager to kill the little insect in his hand now.

"Chirp, tweet......" kept struggling, the three-eyed phantom butterfly stared at the burning stick, felt his majesty, and his small body curled up into a ball, and couldn't help but tremble.

His eyes couldn't help but light up, and the burning stick looked at Mu Cangyun with some doubts, and said in a low voice: "It said that there is a way to return the soul to its place." ”

"The Three-Eyed Phantom Butterfly is greedy and fun, and doesn't put human life in his eyes at all, how can it easily let people's souls return to their places?" Mu Cangyun had a cold face, the cold light in his eyes shot into the eyes of the Three-Eyed Phantom Butterfly like a sharp blade, looking at its pleading eyes, he whispered: "Let it try." gave up the food and was influenced by the girl, this little thing also has demons. ”

"If you dare to play tricks again, I'll break your neck!" gritting his teeth, the burning stick said coldly, just in case he didn't loosen the big net, he tied this little thing with one end of star power, and watched it rush forward.

This book was first published in Book King