"Well said, well said!" Tang Huo's tone with a hint of mockery passed out of the microphone, making people feel particularly obvious and disdainful in this guild hall. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

After saying that, he clapped his hands and looked at the ghostly person.

"Deng Yu, I just want to set an example for you! Do you think that I have the ability to stand on this podium at a young age and lead you as your new marshal? Am I a or a person who sells his body? "The tone of the soup fire means to aggravate the cold, which means to attack.

Some of the students in the class who were in the audience felt their bodies and suddenly felt a trace of coldness. I couldn't help shrinking my body and tightening my clothes.

"If you say, you can't even see Deng Yu's methods just now. So it means you guys. There really aren't a few real ones. It seems that I have to find a way to cut the cuts, and even say that it is time to re-select a batch. Tang Huo said in a cold tone.

"That's all this pretending to be a ghost. Even if we can't see clearly, it doesn't mean that our cooking skills are not good, we can only say that this guy's side door is really too amazing!"

"Are these just the side doors?Will the guests wait for you?Will the guests wait for you?," Tang Huo asked thoughtlessly.

"Why are the guests waiting for me?" asked the little girl named Tianping.

"Why should guests wait for you, because you're doing it too slowly. If there are 10 people waiting for your food, and you can only make one portion, then 9 people are hungry and thirsty while waiting for the food. Let's say there are 100 people waiting for you. That's 99 people who are hungry and miserable again. However, Deng Yu's skills can shorten the waiting time and the pain of waiting. Tang Huo said solemnly.

"Hunger may be a source of deliciousness, but it is even more of a source of pain. If you truly appreciate what hunger is, then you will embody what it means to be delicious and what it means to be truly happy. What are we chefs for? In front of you little kids who haven't stepped into the world food rankings, we are our seniors, we are your leaders. Tang Huo said solemnly, with a hint of undoubted tone in his tone.

The people in the hall nodded one after another as they listened to Tang Huo's slow words, and some even fell into deep thought. And the group of teachers and professors behind Tang Huo all looked at Tang Huo with approval and admiration.

"No wonder this guy can be on the food world ranking at such a young age, it seems that his life experience, his life experience is more thorough than what we have seen, more than half a hundred of us in these years, and even, there is no way to see the truth clearly. Just by relying on this concentration and this heart, people feel admired!" a pale-faced professor stood and whispered softly in the group of teachers.

"yes, maybe I'm already ranked in the world. At this moment, I suddenly felt that I still didn't have this ranking on my face!" a teacher said approvingly.

The people in the group of teachers all look at me, I look at you, revealing a look of admiration and guilt.

"Well, I won't tell you these big things, for now, these are too far away for you. Now I'll help you popularize it by the way. The technique used by Deng Yu is called the art of puppet cooking, which I taught him, and in the end, the technique is okay for the chef without touching the skin surface of some ingredients. to handle ingredients with special skills and abilities. A person who learns this technique can do a lot of things, or even multiple speeds, and can do the amount of one person, the amount of two people, and the amount of three people. If your skill is fully mature, you can even do faster ingredient processing! In my case, I can now multiply myself by 20 at my own speed. Let's say 1 tuna, you might be able to process it in 1 hour, and I might be able to process a lobster in as little as 3 minutes. I can process the gold and jade quickly and maintain its freshness and temperature. In this way, diners are now in front of the most perfect tuna, not the tuna that is already a little fresh enough. Tang Huo said calmly.

"Even so, you can have fast speed, but with this technique, the speed that may be brought may lead to the accuracy of the knife skill. Instead of this, it is better to speed up the speed than to be down-to-earth. The boy with a scholarly look walked out.

"Do you really think so?" said Tang Huo with a playful expression. Then open your cookware box and pull out a slicing knife from it. Two fingers of the left hand gently hold something!. Then he tossed the kitchen knife lightly, and after everyone felt the slicing knife swish and disappeared. The next moment, I saw the slicing knife reappear in Tang Huo's right hand, and it was being put back into the kitchenware box.

A student of Tang Huo beckoned, and when the student saw that Tang Huo was going to come by himself, he immediately ran up. Tang Huo handed him the things in his hand, and took out a magnifying glass and asked him to hand it to the scholar boy in the track class.

The boy who turned out to be the soup and the things in his hand suddenly felt uncomfortable, and the next moment he looked a little ghostly, and ran to the boy with the temperament of a scholar who did the ghost. "Nerd, it looks like you might really be scared. He said in a strange tone.

The ghostly nerdy boy was a little strange to hear this.

But the next moment, when he took the object, his face suddenly felt a burst of horror! The whole person stood on the spot like a log.

When the ghost class saw him like this, they all walked up. Just glanced at it, and couldn't help but stop.

Because in the hands of this nerd, what is placed is a small grain of rice. When the nerd placed a magnifying glass on the grains of rice, he saw a mocking face on the grains of rice.

"Micro, micro-carving!" still carved a face," a boy said in a trill tone.

When the people around heard his words, they immediately felt an uproar. It only took such a split second to carve a face on this small grain of rice. And the ghost class couldn't help but feel bursts of hot pain on their faces. At this moment, they suddenly felt a pang of shame and uneasiness.

And the people in the hall felt even more that the marshal standing on the stage was so tall and mighty. actually suppressed the invincible ghost class like this, and they all clapped wildly.

"This Mr. Tang really played a good move. Beat a stick and give a sweet date!" said one of the professors playfully.

"I think it's going to have to be like this, or else such an unbelievable little creature won't know how long it will take?" said the silver-haired old woman. After speaking, he laughed twice.