"With the white radish in your hand?" He Wei smiled coldly, he really didn't see any difference in this white radish, he even wondered, Bu Jinyu didn't use the knife on this radish just now, just casually danced a few times.

Feng Qingge laughed, supported his fat cheeks with one hand, let Zheng Zixu place the ingredients, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Master Lianbu doesn't know what the ingredients have done, and you are nothing more than that, you haven't even entered the chef's door yet, so you are in a hurry to challenge the master." ”

"Dead fatty, what nonsense are you talking about!" He Wei's face sank, and he quickly turned his head to look at Feng Qingge.

As for Bu Jinyu, he glanced at Feng Qingge suspiciously, bowed his head slightly, and showed a shallow smile, but he didn't expect to be seen by a girl what he did, what was on the other side, it was really nothing.

"If you don't believe me, you can poke the radish in Master Bu's hand. But hold your head so that you don't fall to the ground in surprise. Feng Qingge smiled, and didn't care, seeing that Zheng Zixu had already placed her things, her fat body blocked the table, and began to busy her hot pot.

Poke it out......

He Wei was stunned, but he still stepped forward with curiosity, and carefully looked at the white radish in Bu Jinyu's hand, he couldn't help frowning, and subconsciously stretched out his hand and poked at the white radish lightly.

"Master He, don't be fooled, what good ...... can he produce" The latter words were swallowed by Murong Mo by force, and the next moment, his eyes were about to pop out.

But seeing that it was the white radish in Bu Jinyu's hand, it was like a grain of rice that suddenly fell out, it collapsed completely, the small squares piled up together fell, and all the places that were crushed turned into juice and disappeared in mid-air. Like a falling pearl, every moment is so round, sliding and rolling again.

The shallow sunlight penetrated the snowflakes and fell on Bu Jinyu's hands, and those round pearls were like holy water pouring out of the heavenly river, which was beautiful.

"Carving, who wouldn't? The jade Buddha you can carve can also be carved by Master Bu. But Master Bu can turn white radish into pearls and still maintain the prototype, can you do it? The mastery of the knife is not in the prototype that is seen on the surface. The corners of his mouth hooked, and Feng Qingge laughed softly.

She still remembers that she once naively asked her master what kind of knife work can be called the best in the world, and she wants to become the first in the world. It's a pity that her master just smiled deeply and said to her, if there is, there is nothing, and if there is nothing, there is nothing.

She has already stood at the pinnacle of the culinary industry, and finally knows the meaning of these six words, tangible and intangible, only in her own thoughts.

With a brush, He Wei's face became even more ugly, and a pair of eyes stared at the rolling ball on the ground, he really couldn't carve these things in such a short time, and he could also present the prototype of the white radish, and its interior was not completely changed, he, really couldn't do it!

His hands couldn't help clenching, and He Wei laughed coldly: "Sure enough, it is a knife god, and it seems that the supreme realm rice grain essence is about to be born in your hands, you only need to engrave words on these radish balls, and you can become the first person in the mainland." ”

"That's a big deal. The inside of this white radish was already destroyed and could not be carved, so I made this decision, if it was a whole white radish, I would not be able to carve such a thing. Looking at He Wei on the other side indifferently, Bu Jinyu said casually.

He already knew when he touched the white radish, the essence of the white radish was destroyed, and it was really more difficult to carve something than to climb to the sky. In such a situation, he can only use this rotten white radish to cut out such a thing, after all, his heart has been damaged, and under the effect of the blade, he can cut it out without too much effort.

Destruction inside?

He Wei's face changed drastically, and he suddenly turned his head to look at Murong Mo behind him.

Stared at by He Wei's eyes, the goosebumps on Murong Mo's whole body were about to rise, and he couldn't help but say: "Master He, this is an accident, I don't know if such a thing will happen, next time, next time, I will definitely check the ingredients." ”

"In this game, I lost." Coldly put down the kitchen knife, He Wei pinched his big fist, and the guards outside quickly brought in the flour, some simple seasonings, a little hot water, but they didn't send them firewood.

Clenching his fists, He Wei laughed coldly: "This game is pasta, if you make it according to the commonly used pasta, it will be too boring." Master Bu, let's not go out of this door and make pasta in half an hour, no problem, right? ”

Looking at the flour in front of him, Bu Jinyu couldn't help frowning, the main way to eat pasta is to cook, but there is not even a fire here, what should I do?

"Hmph." He Wei laughed coldly, moved his hands, and opened it with a kneading paddle of the reconciled dough, his technique was very sharp, and his powerful fist fell on the dough, and the whole room was trembling, and even made people worry about when the room would collapse.

Bu Jinyu slowly closed his eyes, thinking, and did not knead his dough.

What a domineering force. Dragging his jaw with one hand, Feng Qingge's right hand paused, but instead of putting in the broth used in the hot pot, he carried the rapeseed oil on the side and put it into the iron pot. This pot was specially found by Feng Qingge and asked Zheng Zixu, with charcoal placed underneath and baking the vegetable oil in the pot.

In the second game, it is not known who will win and who will lose for the time being, and ...... Looking at what it is, the noodles are mainly strong, and the more Q the noodles are in the mouth, the more elastic and chewy they are. Under such a beating, the flour becomes very strong, and it is the best choice for noodles.

"Drink!" Sure enough, just as Feng Qingge thought, He Wei pinched the dough with both hands and tore it in his hands violently, which seemed to be a rude action, but he pulled the dough apart, and even noodles appeared in his hands, just to make ramen.

It's a pity......

Feng Qingge smiled indifferently, glanced at a little condiment next to him, knocked on the edge of the hot pot with chopsticks, and laughed softly: "The oil is already cooked." ”

"Brush!"

opened his eyes suddenly, but Bu Jinyu smiled indifferently, turned his head to look at Feng Qingge, and showed a knowing smile. With both hands moving, Bu Jinyu kneaded the dough, but he didn't need to make ramen like that.

His powerful thumb pressed on the dough, and then a small semicircle appeared, and his hands were like lightning, but in a few moments, many semicircles had been pinched.

He Wei smiled disdainfully, his hands sank, the water entered the bowl, the red star power in his hand burst out, and the breath around him stagnated, becoming extremely hot. He condensed the star power in his hand, but did not burst the bowl, saw the boiling water, the ramen in his hand quickly fell into it, relying on the rotation of the star power, there was no need to stir the chopsticks at all, but after a while, the fragrance of the noodles came out, he prepared the condiments that were placed, the clear soup in his hand evaporated, the condiments were poured, and it was done!

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