After receiving the eldest lady's very magical,Cooking requires the greatest imagination of education,Our lovely Qianqian immediately understood,Not only that,Little Lori also quickly integrated,Inferences。

"Senior sister, I think the ingredients of this rock sugar white fungus porridge are too few, and it definitely doesn't taste good to eat, so you should put some chopped green onions to get rid of the fish."

As he spoke, a whole green onion with slag was broken in half and inserted into the pot......

Miss Yiyi looked at the little Lori with satisfaction, and at the same time exerted her imagination to the fullest.

"Well, Qianqian, what you said makes a lot of sense, and I don't think it's fun to just put rock candy, you should put more other desserts, just put brown sugar."

Picking up a big bag of chili powder, Little Lori sprinkled it into the pot.......

"Qianqian, that's not brown sugar, it's chili powder! It's really imaginative, but the taste changes, so let's just add some ground coffee and neutralize it. ”

Qianqian raised her little hand high again.

"Senior sister, people like to eat lollipops, can you add a few more?"

"No problem at all."

After speaking, the eldest lady clapped her hands in surprise.

"By the way, since bananas are added, let's have some vinegar for the sake of taste, hehe, the taste must be better."

"Tons and tons and tons."

The unknown black liquid slowly seeped into the already strange color of the pot.

Standing by the pot, Qianqian stretched out her little head to look at it, and then frowned her little nose again.

"Senior sister, you seem to be pouring soy sauce?"

"Huh? Is it? Ah Ge has already poured out a whole bottle, Qianqian, you can help me get two bottles of real vinegar and pour them in. ”

"But senior sister, you can't just pour vinegar, right? Something else should be put in to neutralize it, right? ”

"Hey, there's a jar of orange juice here, so add some more orange juice to it."

The water in the pot has gradually turned a penetrating dark red......

Tang Seng, who was holding a small iron basin and slapping cucumbers, was looking at Miss Yiyi, who was still throwing all kinds of strange things into the pot.

After looking at it for a long time, Elder Tang slowly narrowed his complicated eyes.

"They seem to be talking about making rock sugar white fungus porridge just now, right?"

The old guard fried the eggs and nodded silently.

"Seems to be."

"But do you think it's still rock sugar white fungus porridge?"

Brother Maozi, who silently finished brushing his lamb chops, stood up with the lamb chops, wiped his hands on his apron, and sighed.

"Anyway, it's not like we just drink that bowl of porridge from hell."

"Well, that makes sense, it makes sense."

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Finally, when the last sliced pear was sent into the pot with a strange smell and dark red soup, Miss Yiyi finally completed her rock sugar white fungus porridge that exerted her greatest imagination!

At this moment, after taking a big frying spoon, our beautiful and lovely Miss Yiyi is vigorously stirring all kinds of magical things in the pot, and the beautiful white and tender little face is full of confident smiles, and there are two cute little dimples on her cheeks.

But for some reason, looking at the appearance of Miss Yiyi holding a frying spoon and stirring the pot of dark red porridge with force, Lao Wei and Maozi Brothers, these Westerners, always felt that this scene was a little familiar.

Because they always feel that in the fairy tales they watched when they were children, those vicious witches boiled harmful potions, as if they were cooking porridge in front of them.

"Boom."

It seems that in order to confirm the illusion of the old guard, the rock sugar white fungus porridge that the eldest lady stirs vigorously? It's actually a bubble for face.......

Well, it's bubbling, and it's bubbling with a light stir.......

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Evenly garnished the last bit of sauce on top of the steak, Ziming put down the spoon and stretched lazily.

Pushing his black-rimmed glasses, looking at the six portions of Wellington steak on the table, a trace of tiredness crawled on Zi Ming's handsome face.

Alas, although I have made this dish countless times, it can barely be regarded as the first in the world, but after all, I have to make the amount of six people at once, look at six pots at the same time, and bake six pots at the same time, I am still a little tired to say.

Pretending to be forced to fan the wind with a chef's hat, Zi Ming glanced at the camera that was filming the six pots he had just cooked at the same time, and after a glance, Zi Ming waved his hand very coldly, saying that you don't want to be so annoying, isn't it just to make six portions of Wellington steak at the same time? What's the matter, the chef hasn't even used half of his strength.

Oh, I said stop shooting, go and go, don't be so unseen in the world, what's there, what's this? Really, hurry up and pat the other garbage, although they are destined to become the subordinates of this kitchen god, but at least they have to give a few shots to meaning, otherwise how can they bring out the power of my good and evil kitchen god.

Carrying the camera, the cameraman didn't look back to shoot the Bagongshan tofu made by the old man Wang of the Jiufeng Hotel.

Seeing this, Zi Ming snorted coldly, revealing a natural look, but as soon as he turned around, our good and evil kitchen god almost gritted his teeth, and the expression on his face was even more vicious to grandma's house.

"You're so obedient!!"

After walking to the cauldron of boiling porridge, opening the lid and looking at the heat of the porridge, Ziming nodded and told Uncle Robert to turn the heat down in five minutes, and then walked slowly to the oven, ready to see how the cake he baked was.

However, as soon as Ziming put on anti-scald gloves, Young Master Luo Wen, who had finished two games of the game, came to his side.

With his hands behind his back, Young Master Rowan looked at him very seriously and said.

"How's it going?"

As soon as he heard Luo Wen's voice, Ziming immediately turned his head and said with a smile, "Young master, don't worry, I will definitely win the first place in this round of competition, after all, you also know my cooking skills, how could those stupid lambs in the second phase have eaten such delicious food, and when the time comes, they will definitely let their tears fall." ”

Walking to the lotus table, looking down at the dozen or so dishes that Ziming had prepared, Young Master Rowan nodded with satisfaction, and then picked up a plate of Wellington steak by himself, and said while eating, "Well, you still haven't disappointed me in the end, and the old saying of the Celestial Empire that you can't make a weapon if you don't fight is still very reasonable, by the way, has the secret party done it?" ”

Looking at the steaming and fragrant steak in Luo Wen's hand, the corners of Ziming's mouth couldn't help twitching.

"That, young master, this plate is not for you ......."

Young Master Rowan lowered his head and tasted the tender Wellington steak, and then took the time to glance at Ziming, you must know that Young Master Luowen's eyes have always been classified as terrifying, plus he had just been flattened by his own young master before, Ziming immediately licked the dog's possession, and nodded obediently.

"Young master, this plate is for you, how about you taste my porridge later, I need your precious advice, you must know that your opinion is like a comet crossing the night, bringing me that moment of light, allowing me to find the right way home."

How can I say it, the sycophants shot by the second disease of the cultured middle school are so fresh and refined.

Sitting on the lotus table, listening to the praise of the god of good and evil cooking, Young Master Luo Wen, who was taking a big bite of steak, nodded very satisfied, and then picked up a few bacon enoki mushroom rolls and put them in his mouth.

Alas, after all, I haven't eaten much in the morning, (I was woken up by Ziming excitedly, and I couldn't eat breakfast at all) and now it's almost half past ten, can Young Master Rowan not be hungry.

No, after a while, Young Master Luo Wen, who was tempted by Ziming's food, ate two plates of bacon enoki mushroom rolls in one go, and was currently moving towards the third plate, and also beckoned Uncle Robert to bring him a bowl of porridge.

Well, Ziming looked at him with a little more will to die......

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Actually, in fact, Young Master Rowan originally wanted to taste it a little, and the meaning was good, after all, as the actual leader of this group, he was still a leader who didn't do anything..... Well, although Master Rowan doesn't work, he knows how to play games, but as a leader, he must taste the results of the work after the work of the employees is completed, and then give a big reward, which not only encourages the employees, but also reflects his level as a leader.

However, it is a pity that Luo Wen, who was already a little hungry, encountered the delicious food made by such a world-class chef as Ziming, which made an appetite and an appetite, and he couldn't stop at all.

You must know that the dishes in the cooking competition are mainly beautiful, and the amount of dishes is generally relatively small, not to mention that Ziming's cooking is all Western food, and the portion is even less pitiful, so after a while, Young Master Luo Wen ate half of it, and he was sitting on the lotus table at this time, drinking thick porridge, looking pleased.

"Oh, this Ziming, no, gurgle, yes, you did a very good job, these dishes still taste as good as ever, huh, that, gurg, I have something to deal with urgently."

After holding back the weather for a long time, after holding back the burps in his stomach, Young Master Luo Wen said with an unknown thick porridge that tasted extremely delicious.

"I won't say anything more, Ziming, the food you make has always been so good, even I can't find any shortcomings, come on, work hard, this time you are our number one hero, by the way, what about desserts, hurry up and give me one."

Sadly watching his young master eating the dishes he prepared for the judges, and sadly watching that the young master had already eaten half of the dishes, and he was hiccuping, Ziming was really bitter in his heart.

However, even though he was so bitter in his heart, Ziming still didn't dare to say a word on the surface, after all, his young master was a grumpy old brother, so he really didn't dare to advise.

"By the way, your dishes are almost ready, are you ready for the secret party's things?"

Holding the porridge bowl, Rowan frowned and asked.

Ziming nodded hurriedly, "I'll use my ability to give them a gift now, young master, don't worry." ”

Putting down the porridge bowl and taking a tissue handed over by Randy, Young Master Rowan wiped his mouth slowly and walked to the workbench of the Tianlong Hotel.

"Then hurry up, I'll go meet those friends of the secret party."

As he spoke, Young Master Luo Wen went to recruit Lao Wei and the others with a smile on his face.