"When!when!when!when!when......."

Ye Bufan put several spices into the pot again, and after stirring them with chopsticks a few times, he immediately inserted them into a large spatula and stir-fried, but the sound was like striking iron. Fortunately, the quality of the big iron pot is excellent, if it is replaced by an ordinary large iron pot, I am afraid that it will have already made a few cuts.

"Good boy, my stir-fry process is actually similar to yours, but not as exaggerated as you. Old man Hu Jinbiao was a little speechless about Ye Bufan's behavior, "Isn't it just a stir-fry, as for being so popular?"

"Sensationalism, for fear that others will not know that he is cooking, deliberately uses this way to attract people's attention. Hu Xiaorou swept Ye Bufan with disdain, and did not have a good impression of this person.

"The frog at the bottom of the well, what do you know, this is called art, do you understand?" Fang Xiaoyu pinched her waist with both hands, glared at Hu Xiaorou angrily, and had a big posture of fighting if she didn't agree with her.

"Ladies and gentlemen. ”

Liu Qing'er glanced at the people around her and said, "I hope that before this competition is over, we won't jump to conclusions." ”

"As you wish, I will only look at it and not say it. Hu Xiaorou raised her head, and there was a hint of arrogance on her face.

"Huh. ”

Fang Xiaoyu made a gesture of victory, and hurriedly stood there next to Liu Qing'er without saying a word.

"Whew!"

Here, the old man Hu Jinbiao rolled up his sleeves and planned to do a big job, his cloudy eyes showed a touch of decisiveness, as the saying goes, if you don't do it, you are already a little abnormal today, so let's carry out the abnormality to the end!

Just do it, the old man grabbed the prepared seasoning, poured it into the pot, then tilted his head to the air, and said loudly: "Put in the green onions, ginger, garlic and chili peppers and fry until fragrant, and then put in salt, ancestral rock sugar, and various condiments!"

After the explosion appeared, the old man Hu Jinbiao decisively poured a large bowl of chili peppers into it, covered the pot with Ye Bufan's appearance, and unloaded the Tianling chicken with a hand knife in a breath, and then opened the lid of the pot, poured out the meat in the same way as Ye Bufan, and quickly stir-fried it with a big spatula.

"Join the source of life!"

Hu Jinbiao had just stir-fried the aroma of meat, so he heard Ye Bufan roar, poured half a pot of water into the pot, and then closed the lid of the pot again with a bang, and at the same time drank in his mouth: "Collect the juice on high heat!"

"Hmph, although the old man's experience is not as good as yours, but the old man's skills are deeper than yours, so don't be arrogant!"

Hu Jinbiao grabbed the mutton fat white jade vial, decisively poured half a pot of water, and then closed the lid of the pot with a bang, and did not forget to explain loudly: "Okay, collect the juice on high heat!"

"It smells so good!"

Hu Xiaorou sniffed hard, and just wanted to sigh, but when she caught a glimpse of Liu Qing'er and Fang Xiaoyu who were speechless out of the corner of her eye, she immediately snorted arrogantly, and then stood there without saying a word.

"It's so delicious, it's so delicious, it's so hungry for us!"

The tempting spicy aroma rushed from the pot to all directions, it was so tempting that the onlookers couldn't help but swallow their saliva, even those chefs also rubbed their hands, I don't know if they were excited or excited for Ye Bufan.

"The auspicious time has arrived, and the pot is ready!"

Ye Bufan held a clean trident in his hand, inserted it under the lid of the pot, and with a slogan, the lid flew out in response, and the angle was quite tricky, and it actually showed a forty-five degree skyrocket, the speed was fast, like a dart soaring into the sky!

"His Grandma's ......"

Hu Jinbiao was not to be outdone, and followed Ye Bufan's example to lift the lid of the pot with a trident, and shouted in his mouth: "The auspicious time has come, and the pot is auspicious!"

"Boom!"

Hu Jinbiao vented all the grievances since the competition on the lid of the pot, almost using all his strength, and the lid also flew into the sky at forty-five degrees, the angle was tricky, as fast as lightning, and in a few breaths, it surpassed the height of Ye Bufan's pot lid and disappeared into the clouds.

"Wow, it smells so good!"

Ye Bufan squinted his eyes and sniffed the intoxicating fragrance, picked up a piece with chopsticks and tasted it, his eyes immediately widened, his face was full of shock, this extreme deliciousness, he was about to cry, and he couldn't help but lose his voice: "Wow, it's so delicious! As if I saw the clouds, I became a heavenly horse, flying freely among the white clouds!"

"I'll have a piece too!"

Hu Jinbiao flicked his fingers, and a piece of delicious chicken without bones flew out of the air, and entered his mouth with a bang, and the old man quickly chewed it, and then ...... His eyes opened to the boss, his face was full of shock, and while chewing frantically, he said loudly: "Wow, it's delicious! I seem to be driving a flying sword into the sky and flying into the clouds!"

The exaggerated expression and sharp acting skills made the people around him quite speechless, and they couldn't help but mutter: "Although I know that the fried chicken is delicious, isn't this reaction too exaggerated?

"Grandpa's expression is a bit exaggerated. Hu Xiaorou couldn't stand it anymore, so she turned her head away from looking at the two.

"Can you bring me a piece?" Fang Xiaoyu swallowed her saliva greedily, her two big eyes were shiny, and she was very cute.

"I'm sorry, I can't!"

Liu Qing'er nodded Fang Xiaoyu's little head and said, "When their competition is over, you will naturally have something to eat." ”

"Isn't this already over?" Fang Xiaoyu stared at the two pots, rubbing her hands constantly, ready to move.

"It's not over!" Liu Qing'er emphasized, "Stir-fry is just the beginning of the competition!"

"Huh?" Fang Xiaoyu lowered her head in frustration.

"Out of the pot!"

Ye Bufan waved a big shovel, put the chicken into a large basin, then changed the flame to a small size, and added half a pot of spring water, and then turned around and came to the board, Hu Da and the others had already put a pot of flour in front of them.

"Out of the pot!"

Old man Hu Jinbiao flicked his sleeves, and dozens of white threads flew out, rolling the chicken in the pot and flying into the big basin. Then he learned Ye Bufan's practice, changed the fire to small, and added half a pot of life source, and then came to the board in a hurry, breathing a sigh of relief.

"Next, noodles!"

Ye Bufan flicked his hands in front of him slightly, and he saw a hazy transparent light mask enveloping his hands, which was a special glove condensed with spiritual power, which could avoid direct contact between his hands and the white surface, but when he grabbed the white face, the touch was no different from his bare hands, it was very magical.

After grabbing a few large handfuls of white noodles and putting them on the board, and then adding spring water, Ye Bufan's hands immediately moved, kneading and kneading in the dough, mixing, and soon, a pile of loose noodles became a round white dough.

"Hmm, press him dozens or hundreds of times, and you can ramen!"

Ye Bufan smiled slightly, put his hands on the dough again, and pressed hard, pressed, pressed......

"Hmph!

Hu Jinbiao snorted disdainfully, his hands were like electricity, and he sank into the basin.