Chapter Seventy-Three: Let's Learn to Handle the Pot First, Young Man (Thank you for the 1700 reward of 'Long and Slip', thank you)
The pot is not small, about 50 centimeters in diameter, which can be regarded as a medium-sized pot.
It's not a flat-bottomed pot, but a round-bottomed pot, and the material should be something similar to iron, so it's placed on top of the stove.
"Come on, first step, exercise your arm strength!" Liu Angxing walked to the front of the stove, pointed to the iron pot, and said to Wang Hao.
Wang Hao stood in front of the stove according to the other party's instructions, not knowing what to do next. "How?"
"Simple, pick it up, and then stir-fry like a stir-fry!" Liu Angxing said with a smile.
"Stir the pot? That's easy, no problem! Wang Hao swore an oath, patted his chest and said that there was no problem, just making a pot, he didn't know anything, when he was cooking alone, fried rice was still done, and making a pot was a common thing.
According to his habits, Wang Hao held the handle of the pot and began to slowly pick it up.
But as soon as he got started, he was a little surprised, because the weight of this pot was a little wrong, much heavier than ordinary pots!
Liu Angxing was standing behind Wang Hao at the moment, because the other party was facing away from him, so he couldn't see it. His hands caressed his chest, and his mouth was still gasping slightly, but his voice was extremely low.
In the end, he is still a young man, but he is only eighteen years old, and he has only just come of age, and he is still a little excited, but after many competitions, he also understands that he can't weaken his momentum, so when he saw Wang Hao, he put on a feeling that the old man was about eighty years old and six.
Seeing Wang Hao's pause, he also understood why. Although he was young, he was summoned to the dimensional space by his assistant, and he knew all kinds of things the moment he came, and he also understood why Wang Hao was unexpected. So he asked him to explain.
"Although this pot is made of iron, it is not ordinary iron, but fine iron!"
"Iron? What about our usual pot? Wang Hao asked unexpectedly.
"The pot you use on weekdays is pig iron, because pig iron is beneficial to people's bodies, so most of the pig iron pots circulating on the market are pig iron pots, but the material of pig iron is brittle, there will be cracks for fear of knocking, and it is easy to break, and you add some other materials to the pig iron to make it easier to use, but relatively, because of the added things, let the pig iron pot eliminate some of the beneficial things, in fact, there is no difference with the fine iron pot."
As a chef, Liu Angxing not only knows how a dish is cooked, but also knows the difference between each tool for cooking the dish.
Remember, in the animation, how many chefs carry a pot on their backs, they have their own kitchenware, which is very important!
"But, why is this pot so much heavier than an iron pot?" Wang Hao was puzzled, if it was fine iron, it shouldn't be so heavy, this time, he suspected that there were fifteen catties! It shouldn't be!
"The general pot is fifty centimeters in diameter and weighs 5-6 catties, but it is used to cook vegetables, you haven't reached any step yet, what you want is to exercise the pot, so the weight of this pot is thirteen catties and six taels!" Liu Angxing explained for him.
"Thirteen pounds and six taels?!" Wang Hao couldn't believe it, how many weights did he have to weigh?
"Let's have a thousand strokes first, try it, you have exercised, since you can use a sniper rifle, the arm must have been exercised for a certain period of time, a thousand times, little kiss~" Liu Angxing said with a smile, and after speaking, he left here, leaving Wang Hao here alone.
I don't know if the other party is a ghost or not, why I can know what I think before I say it, and I don't ask how many times, just say it a thousand times.
"Oh my God! A thousand times, it's terrible~~~" Wang Hao complained in his heart, but he still moved in his hands, the standard heart was unwilling, but his body was very honest.
A thousand times, he couldn't do it at all, and when Wang Hao tried more than two hundred times, he already had a feeling that he couldn't lift his arms and couldn't hold on.
After a while, he really didn't have the strength anymore, and as soon as he lifted the pot, he let go of his hand unnaturally, and the iron pot fell on the stove.
"No, it's not running, there are physical limits, it's okay to break through, there's a limit to this." The left hand covers the wrist of the right hand and talks to himself.
Since he wants a thousand strokes, he must complete it, and if he can do this task, it means that he can do it, did he misunderstand something? Wang Hao began to think about it.
Slowly, he put his eyes on his hand, and suddenly he was a little annoyed, Master Liu just said that he would let him make a thousand strokes, but he didn't say that hand, his own two hands, one five hundred, a total of not a thousand!
Thinking of this, his body began to function again, this time with the iron pot in his left hand, and began to do the same way, but it was a little difficult, because he was not left-handed, and he could use it the same way as his left and right hands. If you suddenly use your left hand, you will make extra movements and waste more energy.
The right hand is two hundred strokes, but the left hand is just one hundred and fifty strokes and has no strength, reaching the limit, and at this time, the right hand has also recovered a little, and it has been replaced again, so that he keeps alternating repeatedly, if it really doesn't work, he will stop and rest for a while, and he didn't say that he can't rest, right?
I don't know how long it has been, but it feels like both hands are not his own, he stopped, the number of times is about the same, I don't count them, and it is very different.
"Yes, a little bit of strength, a thousand times is quite fast." Liu Angxing suddenly appeared in front of him, looked at Wang Hao's miserable appearance and smiled, and gave some comfort.
"That's, I said, if I want to learn something, I can't be unqualified!" Wang Hao squeezed out a smile and replied.
"It's just a pity... It's really a pity..."Liu Angxing smiled at first, then lowered his face bitterly and shook his head.
"Huh?" Wang Hao had an ominous premonition, for some reason, something was wrong anyway, and his vest was a little cold. "What a pity?"
"It's a pity that I'm talking about a thousand strokes of one hand, and now you have a thousand strokes of two hands together, so there is no way, you still have a thousand strokes left." Liu Angxing took hands and replied helplessly.
"You're playing with me!" Wang Hao couldn't believe it, what kind of joke, a thousand strokes with one hand? Five hundred strokes of his own hand already seems to have no long hands, double, isn't it going to break?
"Didn't you say that there is nothing to be done, and you are not qualified? Then start your show, and if you don't, I think you're going to love that, electric shock, right? After Liu Angxing finished speaking, he disappeared.
The sensation of an electric shock? No! The first time I came to the dimensional space, I experienced that it was the rhythm of ascending to heaven!
No way, at the risk of death, he once again held the iron pot handle ~ continued to make the pot, this time, he could hardly feel the presence of his hands.
"Why don't you just say it?" In mid-air, as if through something, a person asked Liu Angxing on the side.
This person is in his forties, with gray hair, wearing a long gray Tang suit, and although the wrinkles on his face have been weathered, he still has a gentle and elegant feeling.
"My apprentice must be smart, not just know how to do brute, besides, I'm also cutting out magazines for you, if he can't do it, how can he become your apprentice?" Liu Angxing grinned.
"Hehe, you, you, after all, are too young." The man shook his head helplessly and smiled. "If I don't want to take him as an apprentice, who can force me! I was going to see what it was, but I didn't expect it to be like this? Interesting. ”
"I know you're amazing, by the way, you're teaching me that fried rice?"
"The time has not come, you are not qualified enough."
The man's voice became lower and lower, gradually disappearing here, and his body was the same, although Liu Angxing knew that he could disappear like this like the other party, but they relied on different things, he relied on the system, and the other party was himself.
Isn't it enough to qualify? That's right, compared to him, there are indeed a lot of things missing.
PS: Double Eleven, everyone is happy~~~ If you have an object, go out with the object and have a good time. A single dog like me is still squatting at home and watching TV series, if you don't have any TV to watch, just read my novels and support it.
I wish you all single people, happiness and health, looking for a partner? Impossible. It's so good to be single, and looking for a partner doesn't exist.