Chapter 242: I want to be the first god chef

Yunzhong listened to Yu Yang's words, and obediently glanced back at Su Bei, only to find that Su Bei's face was not very good-looking, so he didn't quite understand the key Yunzhong: "Little uncle, what's the matter with you?" Do you not be pleased that I praise you? ”

Su Bei's face turned from red to black, and he pointed his finger at the clouds: "You all get out of here." After Su Bei finished speaking, he also raised his leg and kicked Yunzhong.

Yunzhong could have avoided it, but he knew that Su Bei didn't hurt every time he kicked someone, so he didn't deliberately avoid it, and he suffered Su Bei's kick alive.

However, the doubts in the cloud center are indeed deeper: "Little uncle, what's wrong?" Your face was so red just now, and now your face is still so dark, and you still tell us to get out, you shouldn't ......! ”

After Yunzhong finished speaking, he turned his gaze to the plate of spicy chicken on the stove, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he said in horror: "Little uncle, should you not have learned this spicy chicken taught by Xiao Su?" ”

After Yunzhong finished saying this, he found that Su Bei's face was a little darker, so he knew it later, and he accidentally told the truth.

Everyone thought that Yunzhong should stop there, and then comfort Subei a few times, so that Subei should not be discouraged and learn a few more times or something.

Who knew that this product in the cloud actually held his stomach and laughed, and pointed at Subei: "Little uncle, little uncle, I didn't expect that even you have dishes that you can't learn, don't you claim to be the world's number one chef?"

Just like you, can you still be the first chef? Ouch, I'm laughing to death, little uncle, it seems that your cooking skills need to be improved in the future, otherwise you may be slapped to death on the beach by Xiao Su. ”

Tang Xiaosu, Yu Yang and Subei all stiffened their bodies, they didn't expect that the original good sentence of the Yangtze River pushing the back waves, such a good sentence, was so unbearable to be said by the clouds.

"If you can't speak, don't speak, and if you don't speak, no one will treat you as dumb." After Su Bei finished speaking, he raised his foot again and kicked and kicked at the clouds.

However, the strength of Su Bei's feet this time was a little heavier, and the cloud that kicked straight up and down in the kitchen, screaming.

Yunzhong ran while dodging Su Bei's kicks: "Little uncle, if you really haven't learned, while it's still early, Xiao Su is still there, let Xiao Su teach you a few more times, otherwise how will Caiyun Tower open tomorrow, and you won't learn it once, it's not so embarrassing!" ”

Yu Yang really couldn't bear to see this funny and miserable scene in the clouds again: "Little uncle, it's almost enough, if you keep kicking, you can't learn that spicy chicken right away!" ”

Su Bei, who had been kicking the clouds, changed his face at this moment, and his body was stunned, but he stopped, and looked at Tang Xiaosu with a red face.

Tang Xiaosu smiled slightly: "It's okay, little uncle, if you don't learn it once, let's come twice, if it doesn't work twice, just three times, when I made this dish, I made it more than a dozen times.

Xiao Su believes that Uncle Xiao will definitely have a stronger learning ability than Xiao Su, and within five times, Uncle Xiao will definitely be able to learn all this spicy chicken, and the taste will only be better than that of Xiao Su. ”

Tang Xiaosu's words reached Su Bei's heart, and the embarrassment and stiffness on his face were all gone.

"It's that I'm too narrow-minded and think too much." Su Bei bowed to Tang Xiaosu and saluted.

Tang Xiaosu pushed the plate of spicy chicken in front of Su Bei again: "Uncle, if you want to make this spicy chicken well, you must taste the taste of this spicy chicken first." ”

Su Bei didn't twist it now, picked up the chopsticks and tasted it.

Su Bei tasted the first bite, his brows furrowed, and then he tasted a few more bites, but Su Bei's brows slowly relaxed.

Immediately, Subei praised without hesitation, and blurted out: "Good dish." “”

Tang Xiaosu grinned, and said to Subei: "Little uncle, you are also a cook, I think you should have tasted the taste of this spicy chicken just now, as well as the ingredients I used, and the ingredients are fried until they are a little cooked.

After you have mastered this, you can taste your first fried spicy chicken again, and then carefully recall what is lacking in that dish.

In the end, you are combining the experience you have gained, and then you make spicy chicken again, and you will make spicy chicken like me, even if my uncle can't make exactly the same as me, at least it has to be eight points like. ”

Su Bei immediately followed what Tang Xiaosu said, summarized it over and over again, memorized it over and over again, and finally took these to make this first spicy chicken.

Sure enough, with Tang Xiaosu's explanations, the spicy chicken made by Subei again is not much different from what Tang Xiaosu made.

As Tang Xiaosu said, although the taste of the spicy chicken made this time is not very similar to the taste of the spicy chicken made by Tang Xiaosu, it is at least eight points, if you are not an expert, you still can't tell it.

Tang Xiaosu was surprised and felt normal that Su Bei was able to quickly master the practice of spicy chicken.

After all, this Subei himself is a senior chef, and he likes to study dishes very much, so he can make this dish quickly, Tang Xiaosu feels that everything is normal.

Su Bei was very dissatisfied with the second spicy chicken he made, so he humbly asked many questions while Tang Xiaosu was still there, and then he started to make the third spicy chicken.

This time, the spicy chicken made by Su Bei finally made him completely satisfied.

However, just because he was satisfied, Su Bei felt that it was not enough.

So he brought the spicy chicken to Tang Xiaosu again, and said with a flattering meaning: "Xiaosu, try it, is there a gap between this taste and the taste of the spicy chicken you made, if so, please tell me where the gap is." ”

Tang Xiaosu tasted it, and then praised it in his heart: "Little uncle, the taste of your spicy chicken is exactly the same as the spicy chicken I made, you can teach those apprentices of yours, and these dishes can appear in Caiyun Building tomorrow." ”

After getting Tang Xiaosu's assurance, Su Bei nodded with satisfaction.

But then he turned around arrogantly, pushed the plate of spicy chicken he made in front of Yunzhong and Yu Yang, and said in a charity tone: "This plate of spicy chicken will be rewarded to you." ”

Yunzhong and Yu Yang twitched the corners of their mouths in unison, but in order to eat the spicy chicken they missed, they didn't say anything more to Su Bei.

Tang Xiaosu thought of what they mentioned in Yunzhong before, so he said to the two: "Brother Yunzhong, Brother Yuyang, after you finish eating, we will go to the box, and I will tell you some more stories about the rest of Journey to the West."

Then the two of you will write it, and I will let Wuyi write the rest at home, and then I will give it to you directly, and you can just read the stories on those papers. ”

When Yu Yang and Yunzhong heard this, they couldn't care about eating the spicy chicken, but they were reluctant to miss the spicy chicken this time.

So the two glanced at each other, and a tacit understanding quietly emerged in the eyes of the two.

Almost at the same time, the two served two plates of spicy chicken.

So, Yun Zhong and Yu Yang each had a plate of spicy chicken, followed behind Tang Xiaosu unhurriedly, and walked in the direction of their box.

And Su Bei, who was originally going to teach other cooks how to make this spicy chicken, couldn't help his curiosity at the moment and followed behind them.

He had already listened to this second goods in the clouds and told him some stories about Journey to the West, although it was only a short fragment, but it had already fascinated him.

So now he also wants to listen to the Journey to the West, which was told by Tang Xiaosu himself.

The water in the box was very well prepared, just for when Tang Xiaosu was thirsty halfway through, so he specially boiled water for Tang Xiaosu.

Tang Xiaosu spoke seriously, and the three of Yunzhong were also extremely attentive, so none of the four of them knew that Hey Yo and Zhu Qing had finished talking about things and came to the outside of the box.

Wuyi knocked on the door for a long time, but no one answered in the box, and Wuyi asked Xiao Er who was guarding next to him: "Are they inside?" ”

"Yes." Xiao Er was also puzzled.

He nodded knowingly, and then reached out and pushed the door open.

When I opened the door, I saw four people sitting upright at the table.

When Wu Yi just wanted to ask why no one opened the door, he heard the story of Journey to the West slowly spit out from Tang Xiaosu's mouth.

I knew that Tang Xiaosu was telling them a story, so I didn't bother.

He even stretched out his hand and signaled to the three Zhuqing people behind him: "Don't make a sound." ”

Then he found a random stool and sat down, listening to Tang Xiaosu tell the story of Journey to the West.

Tang Xiaosu was talking, suddenly felt that his throat was very dry, his mouth was very thirsty, and he poured water by the way, but found that there was no water in the kettle, Tang Xiaosu hurriedly turned his head to look out of the window, and found that the sun had set at this time.

Tang Xiaosu put down the water cup in his hand with some regret, endured the discomfort in his throat and said, "Don't talk about it, that's all for today, the sun is about to set, and I'm going back." ”

Then he opened his mouth and told Yun Zhong and Yu Yang: "These stories I heard today, Brother Yun Zhong, Brother Yu Yang, you two segments, write these down silently, before you take them to print, you must read them carefully, and there should be no typos, or incoherent sentences." ”

Yu Yang and Yun Zhong subconsciously nodded in agreement, they still seemed to be immersed in that story at the moment, and they couldn't extricate themselves.

And nodding may just be their instinctive action.

At this time, the door opened, and Wu Yi, who had gone out at some point, came in with a pot of tea.

Pick up Tang Xiaosu's cup and pour the warm boiled water that has cooled a little more into Tang Xiaosu's cup.