Woowoo......

In the kitchen, the blower was chirping wildly, and the hood smoke extraction system was humming softly.

Orange-red flames rise over the stove. Not far away, the burly Yang Sanwu had a smile on his face, and his subordinates were wearing a piece of sweet potato and sweet potato skin.

Zhao Dahai stood beside Yang Sanwu, looking at the black dragon kitchen knife in his hand, and didn't speak.

Yang San asked with a smile, "Master Zhao...... Master Zhao. Are you okay? ”

"Huh?" Zhao Dahai's body shook slightly, turned his head to look at Yang Sanwu beside him, looked at the face like the Four Heavenly Kings King Kong Arhat, and looked at the smile that appeared between Yang Sanwu's face. sighed slightly, and the thing flashing in his eyes seemed to express this domineering body!

Zhao Dahai carried the black dragon kitchen knife in his hand and muttered, "I didn't expect this kitchen knife to be taken back so easily." I didn't expect this kitchen knife to ...... It's not as good as the Wang Mazi kitchen knife in my hand. Hehe......"

Yang Sanwuhan rubbed his nose with a smile and said, "Master Zhao, what are you all worried about?" This kitchen knife itself is not for you to cut sweet potatoes. If the people fighting for this black dragon kitchen knife know that you used it to cut sweet potatoes, maybe they will make a fuss! Hehehe...... Isn't this a symbol of honor? ”

"Whisper ......" Zhao Dahai coughed lightly twice, sighed slightly and glanced at Yang Sanwu, secretly reproached himself in his heart, and secretly thought in his heart: "What am I complaining about?" This wasn't meant to be a guy for cutting things. Honor, hey...... Honor! ”

Thinking of this, Zhao Dahai put the knife flat on the vegetable pier. raised his hand and gently patted Yang Sanwu's arm.

Yang Sanwu didn't know that what Zhao Dahai wanted to express was that he was not as clear as a "fool".

Thorn ......

There was a frying sound in the pan. pulled Zhao Dahai's thoughts back.

Zhao Dahai took the kitchen knife and walked to the back of the box table. Looking at Li Gengxin's back, he asked softly, "Update." Is this thing really appropriate to greet Miss Mi Di and Mu Ningxue? ”

At this time, Li Gengxin was using a big hand spoon to push pieces of pale golden sweet potato pieces in the black oil pot.

Each piece of sweet potato is presented as a diamond-shaped block the size of a thumb. In addition to being uniform, there was a squeaky sound like a silver bell in the oil pot at this time.

"Master Zhao, the sweet taste can sometimes make people find a trace of comfort in the lost love, in fact, sugar has always been the best thing to soothe the love." Li Gengxin spoke as he pushed the squeaky sweet potato chunks in the oil pan.

Yang Sanwu walked to the back of the wok, and asked Li Gengxin with some surprise: "I hold a piece of grass!" Elder brother! Your sweet potato is so well fried. Why do you still have a soundtrack? How did you do it without blowing oil out of such a loud voice? Is there water in there? Wrong...... Wrong! If there's water, you're in trouble! You ...... this."

Li Gengxin stared at the sweet potato cubes in the oil pot, observing the changes, and pushed the spoon in his hand. Turning his head to look at Yang Sanwu behind him, he smiled slightly and said, "It's nothing, it's just that I gently stirred the sweet potatoes with a little salt before frying them." The sweet potatoes fried in this way will be slightly crispy. The taste will be very good! ”

"The secret?" Yang Sanwu's eyes flashed, and he subconsciously asked. The look on his face instantly returned to the rhythm of laughter.

"Hehe......" Li Gengxin didn't look back and smiled softly. I don't have a good sense of suing sù Yang Sanwu, this is the ancient method of suing the god of food in my own shadow.

"Alright, it's ready to come out of the pot!" Li Gengxin muttered a sentence in his mouth, and looked at the sweet potatoes in the pot with a faint golden color. He grabbed the fence and fished out the sweet potato......

Yang Sanwu looked at the sweet potatoes that had just been fished out, which were originally just a faint golden color. After just a few breaths, the scene became more and more golden.

Eventually, the edge of the sweet potato on this plate became a golden color.

And at this time, Li was updated. Standing on the stove, he returned a black and shiny wok. After gently inverting the spoon between the peanut oils. The oil is poured directly into the pan! Then, Li Gengxin's hand spoon never stopped, and he actually scooped half a spoonful of water from the hot water basin on the side.

Hot oil, hot water. When two things that are originally incompatible collide together, it should produce an earth-shattering conflict. But just when the two sides were about to clash. Li Gengxin directly scooped half a spoonful of sugar into the white sugar porcelain jar next to him and put it into the pot.

This half a spoonful of white sugar seems to neutralize the collision of ice and fire. Quickly swipe the hand spoon of the plum update. didn't notice the strange expression on Zhao Dahai's face behind him.

Yang Sanwu noticed it, and gently tapped Zhao Dahai with his toes next to him and asked, "Are you okay?" Master Zhao ......"

Zhao Dahai nodded slightly. He said with a sigh: "I really don't understand what Li Gengxin is going to do?" Shredded sweet potato ...... This is even if it is sugar fried in water and oil. Isn't it a pluck in the end? This kind of thing is for Mu Ningxue and Mi Tu...... I really don't know what to think, what if this smashes the signboard? ”

Yang Sanwu didn't speak, and a smile on his face seemed to respond to Zhao Dahai. But in reality nothing was said.

Li Gengxin was engrossed in frying sugar at this time. Pushing the syrup in the pot in his hand, the white sugar that had just turned white as snow had turned into a golden syrup.

The syrup was pushed and pulled by Li Gengxin quickly in the pot. A slice of syrup gradually changes from a circle to a flat, flat circle.

The arc between pushing and pulling, if you look closely, looks like King Wen's gossip. Yang Sanwu and Zhao Dahai didn't pay attention at this time, but Li Gengxin was satisfied, and when he nodded slightly, he saw that the syrup had changed from yellow to slightly burnt. It seemed that when this pot of soup was about to be paste, Li Gengxin grabbed the fried sweet potato just now and poured it into the pot.

"Good! This big pan is beautiful! Yang Sanwu stood behind and didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, so he called Li Gengxin good.

Li Gengxin's body shook slightly, and the corners of his mouth were raised, so that the diamond-shaped sweet potato pieces were as syrupy and fused in the pot as possible. At this time, the orange flame was extinguished by Li Gengxin when the sweet potato was put into the pot.

"Sanwu, prepare dry ice!" Li Gengxin shouted. Yang Sanwu hummed heavily.

"Master Zhao, blue and white flowers! And ice water! Li Gengxin shouted again.

"Ready!" At this time, Zhao Dahai used the small brush in his hand to quickly brush a layer of oil on the bottom of the plate with olive oil.

Li Gengxin flicked his wrist, and all the sweet potatoes fell into the plate......

"Serve!" Li Gengxin looked at Yang Sanwuhe with satisfaction and Zhao Dahai took care of the shredded sweet potatoes for him, and nodded with satisfaction.

At this time, Mi Di sat in the hall of Dejuquan, her eyes were a little hazy, she lowered her head and shook the Similu in her hand, looking sad.

Mu Ningxue said helplessly to Mi Di: "Do you want this?" This man doesn't have a good thing, don't you know? ”

The smoke ring turned red, and tears rolled in his eyes. (To be continued......)

PS: Thank you for the support of the alliance leader of HB Dream Chaser Book Friends! Dear, let me hug my thighs, I have a shredded sweet potato here ~ I1292