Chapter 51, open the package of black charcoal

Wu Song made a bold move to the front, and came to the stove in the blink of an eye. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

The ape's arm was lightly relaxed, and the sizzling hot pot was gently brought aside.

Wu Song didn't feel that his palms were burned, and Liang Hongyu had already taken the first step to cover his mouth and shouted softly, "Ahhhh Carefully scalded! ”

In this year's stove, it is impossible to have a gas stove knob switch, and there is no way to turn off the fire instantly. Wu Erlang chose to move the pot to the side, which is also a correct solution.

As long as the palms and fingers are damp and the movements are fast enough, they will not cause burns.

Liang Hongyu was also too agile in her reaction speed, so she exclaimed in advance before Wu Erlang was burned.

This Wu Song put the pot aside, clapped his hands, and smiled, "Seems like such a trivial matter!" In fact, Wu Song can't be hurt. Ruby, you don't need to be nervous. ”

The ancients paid attention to the venerable, the elderly, and the private secrets, Liang Hongyu is not the above, so there is no need to deliberately avoid his name like calling everyone's lady, and Wu Song will call him by his name with a grin. It's like two people know each other well.

In order to prove that he was not condescendingly discriminating against a lowly girl, he did not claim to be a sprinkler, and directly used his "real name" Wu Song. In this way, it seems very sincere, and completely regards the other party as their own people who are equal and trusting.

This Liang Hongyu also happens to be a bold and generous little girl, and she doesn't care about these pretentious details.

Tugging the corners of his mouth, he smiled, "The martial artist Erlang is so handsome, it turned out that Xiaoyu looked away." ”

Then he left Wu Song alone, sprinkled small steps and got closer, and said with concern to Wu Dalang: "Wu Dalang, this dish ...... Isn't it already? Broken? ”

Kuai Fei looked at her seriously at close range.

The profile form emerges.

Liang Hongyu is not a traveler, nor is she a normal person, but she is somewhat similar to Wu Song and Ah Lian. Normal people can't see the data-based information of various skills, and there are obvious differences in the definition of kitchen skills and housekeeping skills on the traverser.

How many of them, what kind of identity are they? Kuai Fei was a little confused.

I don't understand it, I can't help it, when I first arrive, I encounter such a complicated thing, how can it be so easy to come to a conclusion?

Let's think about what to do with this boiled elbow first!

In normal mode, the skin of this elbow is facing downward, close to the bottom of the pot, and it is burned until golden brown, and it must be decisively taken out of the pot.

The favorite roast suckling pig of Cantonese people is to deliberately emphasize such a heat scale that gives priority to color and luster.

But that's roast suckling pig. Suckling pig is also the meaning of underage young pig.

At the moment, the object that Kuai Fei is processing is not tender pork.

The old pork, which has an older meat, is overburned, and it doesn't seem to be completely on the street?

I feel like this elbow can be salvaged again!

"This elbow isn't broken! Okay! That's what you want! ”

After all, Kuai Fei is a young man's heart, he refuses to show his cowardice easily in front of beautiful women, and slaps his swollen face to rush the fat man, Leng said that he deliberately burned this pigskin to such a burnt!

All right! The cowhide has been blown out with a thick skin, and then it is time to find a way to remedy this burnt pork knuckle and round out this lie.

Although the old monk in the distance had been thinking about philosophical problems, he did not let go of the movement on the side of the stove.

When the first wisp of mush wafted by, the old monk showed a look of disappointment on his face.

At this time, Wu Dalang's talent for tenacity was activated, and Leng wanted to say that the effect of this scorching was not a mistake, but a deliberate one. When the old monk heard this, his eyes became a little complicated.

Skeptical! If what Dr. Wu said is true, then this new approach is indeed extraordinary. Who has ever cooked pork with the skin mush? I've never heard of it! If this is really deliberate, then it must be extremely rare and sophisticated.

What does this count? Rise from the ashes? The most rigid and soft? Living in abalone for a long time without noticing its smell? Is color emptiness? Is it not focused?

Of course, the old monk is not stupid, how can there be a reason that it is so easy to be fooled. At the same time, he was looking forward to another outcome: this dwarf, poor, vulgar Piffle.

If the truth is finally proved to be the latter, the old monk's heart will inevitably sigh, hey! The regret of the incompleteness of the roast pork recipe is finally incomplete! Unscathed! Everything goes unexpected, it's all a disaster! My Great Xiangguo Temple deserves this calamity!

The two thoughts were mixed in his heart, and the old monk's eyes were very complicated.

This Liang Hongyu is a fast-talking big Lori, and she immediately laughed, "Big brother, you're not coaxing me, are you?" This pork skin is burned to such a black color, can it still be a delicacy? Could it be that you had any relationship with Bao Dayin of Kaifeng Mansion in your last life? ”

This girl came from a school and was a little frivolous.

Although Li Qingzhao is famous all over the world for her talents, she has never been a good girl who abides by etiquette and dogma.

That's right! Sister Qingzhao is actually a naturally bad girl.

That's why she went to a place like the church for recreation, so she had the idea to buy a particularly potential battle maid like Liang Hongyu from the workshop.

Liang Hongyu originally had an extremely strong teaching style, which was her talent and specialization, otherwise she would not have become the ancestor of the Qinglou industry.

Such an unruly Liang Hongyu met Li Qingzhao, who was also unruly, and it can really be said that things gather people in groups. This Zhaoyu duo, if they go head-to-head with the Yixi duo, the old master Yi is likely to be so angry that he vomits blood and dies, and Xi Xiaozhengtai is also likely to be completely crooked.

So this unruly and willful red jade little Lori dared to take the bag of Kaifeng Mansion out and open a shabu!

The mouth cannon kung fu of the people of the Great Song Dynasty is indeed the pinnacle level in history. No matter in the past or in the future, there will never be as out-of-character as the mouth of the Northern Song Dynasty sister.

Hongyu Little Lori is so poor-mouthed, it not only blackened the bag of sunspots, but also damaged Wu Dalang.

Xiao Lori's reaction speed and sixth sense intuition are really quite sharp, and she suddenly saw that Wu Dalang is a dead duck with a hard mouth!

Her reaction speed and sixth sense intuition are indisputably excellent, otherwise there would not be the later Jinshan War.

Liang Hongyu's later martyr's wife's edict, how did she get it? Did she help Han Shizhong beat the war drums? No! Her most important contribution during the Battle of Jinshan was to command a group of red lanterns and guide Han Shizhong's fleet in the night battle.

In fact, this is the earliest naval light signal command model in history, creating such an advanced military command idea, which is incalculably valuable! This is undoubtedly worthy of the honorific title of a martyr's wife.

What kind of skills and talents does the light signal command system rely on? Wisdom and calmness, quick response, and strong intuition are indispensable.

Therefore, with intuition and acuity, Hongyu Lori guessed Kuai Fei's hole cards without any difficulty.

As far as this part is concerned, the wise monk of Daxiangguo Temple who has guarded the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion for decades is not as good as such a sixteen or seventeen-year-old little maid.

It's a pity that no matter how accurate your guess is, you still rely on guessing! The evidence is not conclusive.

The red jade little Lori is now looking at Wu Dalang without blinking, without blinking her eyelids.

Because she's so experienced in exposing lies! With her talent alone, she has not known how many lies she has poked through for years. She knows very well that braggarts are bound to have a weak heart. After being poked by someone, there must be a moment of small panic.

No matter how strong the veteran is, there is a little bit of panic. If it's a rookie, it's much more obvious.

So she carefully observed the reaction in Wu Dalang's eyes......

A pair of big black eyes, staring at the two small eyes that were squinted into ** on Wu Dalang's fat face. Scrupulous! Take a closer look!

And then......

Little Lori's face gradually turned crimson......

The big black eyes continued to stare weakly, and he admitted defeat and slowly closed his eyes.

The long eyelashes trembled quietly and uncontrollably.

At this moment, Wu Dalang's dwarf will has made a meritorious service! No one could have imagined that he would have such a strange ability. Kuai Fei successfully resisted the scrutiny of Ruby Lori's preoccupation. At this moment, Sister Jiang, Li Xia and thousands of underground party martyrs possessed their souls, and Kuai Fei successfully played the glorious tradition of killing me and not recognizing it!

He obviously lied and bragged, but he successfully fooled the test!

Now it's the turn of this red jade little Lori to be ashamed.

She couldn't help but wonder to herself, this time, I really blamed the good guy? Did this samurai man really deliberately burn the pork to look like black charcoal like a black charcoal?

When I think about it, the whole thing has a new meaning: maybe the dish was deliberately burned! The purpose of doing this is clearly one, to pay tribute to Bao Zheng Bao Dayin!

Little Lori's heart was suddenly relieved: Oops! I should have thought of it! This guy must have some kind of relationship with Bao Dayin! Then this dish, of course, must be burned as black as black charcoal!

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