Chapter 603: : Super Lite Gold Inlaid Jade (middle)

Boom, boom, boom, boom!
This is the sound of the kitchen knife chopping down, and the rhythm is very tight. It is hard to breathe just by listening. W≈WW. 81ZW. COM
"One knife!"
Xia Yu gently inhaled his wrist and lifted it, and the [Crushed Jade Sword] also hung in midair.
Puff puff……
The pieces of meat on the chopping board immediately cracked, and in the awkward and dull eyes of the audience, they automatically split and shattered, and turned into diced pork of equal size.
It is also a familiar technique of dismembering the kitchen, and before everyone has responded, he listened to the young chef's instructions to the helper:
"Come, help—"
He pointed to the finely diced blood-red pork diced on the countertop, and pointed to another corner. The silver-brushed metal signs were sealed in bags. "Skewer the diced meat. Each string is five. Note that you must keep the shape of the diced meat. , Move as gently as possible!"
There are a lot of people, and a whole set of finely chopped diced meat will become a string of pork within a few minutes.
During this period, Xia Yu found a grill and a small oven, and the charcoal fire was moved directly from the large oven. Finally, the barbecues were joined together to form a ring, and Xia Yu was surrounded.
"Hoo Hoo..."
As a result, the pork skewers were densely arranged on the grilling net, almost in close contact with the fiery charcoal in the stove underneath. Under such high-temperature roasting, the diced meat on the pork skewer is rapidly cooked, the blood-red color of the meat gradually fades, and the thick meaty aroma seems to be a fountain that diffuses to all directions.
"what!"
Zhu Qing, who had just settled his bet with Hongyi, was shocked when he saw this.
"Isn't this just using the red pot before?"
In Zhu Qing's head, the scene of a teenager frying "jeweled meat" in a red pot emerged.
Was pitted!
The forehead was swollen with blue muscles, Zhu Qing's eyes flashed annoyed, and there was an urge to rush to beat people, biting the silver teeth: "The red pot was replaced with this kind of cooking method of skewers... Where did this kid come from so many ghost ideas? Ah, the bet is finalized, I feel like I will lose!"
Zhu Qing's complexion changed several times.
"Look--"
Red clothes suddenly said, staring at the grill.
Ok?
At this time, the giants present also showed the abnormal appearance of the oven.
One by one, the nameless fire rose quietly. No, the flames seemed to be following the young chef. He moved to the oven in front of him, flipping the pork skewers on the grill, and the flames appeared in which oven.
Clearly charcoal has been burning red, according to common sense, it should only disperse the high temperature, and not flame.
Of course, another possibility is that the fat exuded from the pork spontaneously ignited!
"Tail... finally revealed!"
A trace of excitement flashed through the red eyes.
Others, looking at this scene, looked at each other, a little puzzled. Probably from the perspective of ordinary people and low-level chefs, I think that the oven may be equipped with a blast vent, and the wind blows into the box, so the flame naturally appears.
But all the guests who saw a little doorway were all in shock.
"flame!"
"Why high-burning charcoal still has flames?"
"He is manipulating the flames?!"
Outside the crowd, the neon trio, Kambara, Aoki, Ryoko are incredible.
"Ryoko, do you see it?" Shen Yuan and Aoki asked the female chef who was the closest to Lin-level, only half a foot away to be promoted.
"Unable to understand...but..."
Ryoko Lina stared at her and stared at the teenager sideways, "I always have a familiar feeling."
"It seems that in the past I have seen a similar interpretation of cooking with a top Lin chef." She said that the impressive interpretation of the cooking appeared in her mind, and she secretly contrasted in her heart, which confirmed the past and present. The on-site cooking, there is an infamous familiar thing inside.
I thought about it in my heart, and finally, Ryoko Rina showed that if I wanted to describe it, it would be--
soul!
"Flame...with life and soul!"
Zhe Xianxian left Weimen muttered to himself.
Later, Yan Mo's pupil shrank suddenly.
If Dojima silver is present, he will be present. Xia Yu's cooking practice tonight is far more stable and controlled than the scene he met in the backstage of the game that day. The flames at this time were not the tiny strings of fire that day, but the dazzling streamers, rolled and shrunk, gently brushing the densely skewered pork skewers on the grill, but bringing more flavor.
The heat flow escapes from the oven.
A scorching ray of heat, around the nose, Maki and Erina surrounded the innermost layer, the flames of extinction reflected in the pupils, of course, the center of the flame was the young chef... somehow, there was a sacred in their heads The flame palace gradually became clear, and a vast and majestic atmosphere shrouded in the head, and the feeling of worship was bred in the hearts of the two women.
"Qiao!"
The sound of chains sounded again.
Everyone heard that it was just like waking up at the beginning of the dream. I saw that Xia Yu pulled a red hot pot from the charcoal pile and put it on the stove that just fry the meat back.
"The temperature is not enough!"
Turning his head into the kitchen, and then returning, Xia Yu brought Tiangong bellows, and at the same time said to the male helpers such as Yi Sehui and Xingping Chuangzhen: "Move charcoal!"
"it is good!"
A group of boys at Ji Xing Liao suddenly moved, a bag like two people.
Soon, Xia Yu bent down, grabbed the bellows lever, and guests who surrounded the courtyard, held their breath.
"boom!"
Pull the lever and push!
This time was a manic flame, which was immediately exploded by the stove, and the wind and flame were mixed. The stove was like a blacksmith's hearth. The roaring and dull monster roaring low was shocking.
Familiarity!
Relatives, friends and guests can't help but recall the scene of teenagers cooking "Star Rice" in a bellows on the stage of the arena. At that time, the audience was shocked by the roar of the hearth furnace.
After thinking about it for a while, looking back and looking at it, Xingping Chuangzhen scratched his head and said: "Today is the day after the game, why do you feel that the halberd with the classic appearance of "Golden Jade" has passed for a long time."
No one answered him, they all looked at it seriously.
Before, the pork skewers were almost roasted, and the pot of rice was already cooked. Xia Yu and the helpers continued to be busy. The girls such as Maki, Erina, Tian Suhui, and Yoshino Yuki were helping to remove the skewers and carefully pick them. Pork diced on a plate.
The boys go to move the rice barrels. The hot rice in about two large wooden barrels is to be pounded out in a large pot and let cool.
After a quarter of an hour.
"All right!"
When the pot is not red, but bright yellow, the wind disappears.
Xia Yusong's hand, carefully observed the red pot of the stove with [Tactile], and after feeling that the temperature of multiple areas of the pot was similar, nodded secretly: "The temperature zone is the same, this pot can be used!"
"Golden frame bursts into flames, merges with "qi"..."
He did not rush to start work, but sinking his heart.
On the playing field, the Xia clan's unified fried noodles of the "Lonely Dao" made him realize Daquan's cooking skills and brought his own food.
After the game, he got the magical qi seed. What he thought for the first time was not that he became a martial arts master with inner qi, but he tried cooking with qi.
Thinking of the burnt pufferfish whale meat.
I also thought of the kind of unintentional practice ~ EbookFREE.me ~ but let the shredded thistle "devilized" do not use fried rice.
Gradually, the chaos in his head was dispelled by the light.
"Should it be... right?"
"Wake up, evolve!"
Vaguely seems to have grasped the key, Xia Yu eyes have surprises.
"Grease me—"
He drank low, with a hint of urgency in his words.
"it is good!"
The animal fats of cattle, pigs and birds were sent, and the spatula waved and whined.
"Rice, come!"
Yi Sehui and Xingping Chuangzhen each lifted up the basin of Iiyama and stepped forward.
At this moment, the pillar of fire roared!