Gourmet of Another World Chapter 1591: Do not let Bu Fang cook? [Third! 4D update, beg monthly tickets! 】
It's raining.
It is still raining with spiritual energy.
Although Divine Awareness is suppressed in Bu Fang, it still exists. For spiritual energy in the rain, the sensing is real.
Does the earth have spiritual energy?
Has it existed from beginning to end, or did spiritual energy appear because of his return?
Bu Fang has some doubts. In the past, he did n’t have practice, so he did n’t know if there was spiritual energy in the rain.
spiritual energy rain did not last long, and soon stopped.
The ground was full of water, Bu Fang stepped on it, the water splashed, and the cold rain penetrated into the toes, making him feel cool.
spiritual energy is only contained in the rain. The falling rain, after evaporation, spiritual energy, which was originally contained in the rain, also followed the rise.
It was filled with air.
In fact, there is no spiritual energy in the air, because it rained, so there was spiritual energy.
The weirdness is in the rain ...
Suddenly, Bu Fang froze.
I was lost in thought.
It seems that device spirit fruit is really sleeping on this earth, otherwise spiritual energy rain will not appear on the earth.
Little Yōu is not found, Bu Fang is also somewhat helpless.
His Divine Awareness was suppressed, and the suppression force is very strong. Of course, Bu Fang can also be forced to suppress it, but I do n’t know what the consequences will be.
Anyone who can beat the snake?
It will still cause drastic changes to the earth, making the earth destruction or something ...
Back to the old house.
The moldy ingredient smell is still diffused in the air. Bu Fang frowned, and put away these ingredients when they were thrown away.
This kind of ingredient, he doesn't look at him at all.
A knock on the door rang through.
Bu Fang opened the door.
Outside the door, Liu Mu stood, who was looking at Bu Fang in horror at the moment, as if he were alive.
He does n’t dare to offend Bu Fang now.
Smash the phone with a hand, tap it gently, almost all of your fingers were snapped ...
This guy has a problem.
"The chef tells you to go!"
Liu Mudao.
After he finished, he quickly ran away. He did n’t think about how to face Bu Fang, so now he does n’t want to see Bu Fang.
Chef?
Tapping the Small Pi on the back, Bu Fang stepped out the door.
Walk downstairs to the restaurant opposite.
Yuefu is the name of this restaurant. The decoration is magnificent and gorgeous.
But the business is quite bleak.
This has nothing to do with Chef's craftsmanship, the dishes in this restaurant actually taste very good.
Bu Fang is doing Apprentice Chef here, and has tasted the craftsmanship of Chef.
However, the restaurant precisely is not popular, and the original Bu Fang did not understand at all.
Liu Mu flinched aside, Bu Fang stepped into the restaurant and glanced at him. The latter flinched and dared not look at Bu Fang.
Bu Fang curled his lips, took his hand, and walked toward the kitchen.
The chef does n’t have to think about it, he should stay in the kitchen.
Ohhhhhhhhhh ...
When you enter the kitchen, there is the sound of the pan, that is the sound of the pot and stove collide, the fire is raging.
Bu Fang looked up and looked up.
Here, a middle-aged four-year-old fifty, holding a spoon in one hand and holding the edge of the iron pan with a rag in the other, a simmering pan.
Of course, in the eyes of Bu Fang, this middle-aged man's skill in cooking is full of mistakes.
At the edge of kitchen stove, there are a lot of seasonings, sugar, salt, MSG, soy sauce, garlic, Chili ...
All this is really familiar and unfamiliar to Bu Fang.
This simple culinary arts, Bu Fang seems to have not been done in a long time.
Ohhhhhhhh ...
The pot is over.
A spoonful of water goes down and snorts.
Cover the pot and stew the pot.
At this time, the chef has time to look at Bu Fang.
"Come on Ah... ..."
The chef looked at Bu Fang and smiled gently.
Bu Fang expressionlessly nodded, his face was a lot milder.
The chef, who had taught him a lot, was very optimistic about Bu Fang, so Bu Fang was much gentler to this chef.
"Bu Fang, you have been slacking off Ah... these days ... Chef is a career that cannot be slacked off. Once you slack off, your sensitivity to food will be weakened, and it will be difficult for culinary arts to produce satisfactory dishes."
The chef said that he wiped his hands with a rag and leaned on kitchen stove, looking at Bu Fang.
Bu Fang nodded, and he naturally knew what the other party said was slack.
But this is not to blame him, who told him to cross it?
"Our Yuefu business is not very good, it may not be able to continue ... Alas, it is a pity that when we were ambitious to come to Yuefu to start a career, the result ended like this ..."
"Okay, don't say it, you have to cut all ingredient ... waiting for the meal."
The chef sighed.
Turn around, uncover the pan, and continue to culinary arts.
Bu Fang was stunned, but did not refuse.
Goed to another kitchen stove.
Grabbed a few potatoes placed on kitchen stove, and tossed, the familiar ingredient ...
Cutting potatoes is a very annoying thing, because you must peel them before you can shred ...
But Bu Fang doesn't care.
He suddenly has an urge to want a dish of culinary arts.
I do n’t know if he still has the culinary arts full of control after his return.
Grab a kitchen knife from the knife holder.
His hand shook, and the kitchen knife played a knife flower, blade light flashes.
Potatoes are washed with water.
Then he tossed it gently.
The potato floats in the air, and when it is about to fall, the eyes suddenly of Bu Fang becomes sharp.
In his eyes, the falling speed of the potatoes became very slow.
Om ...
The kitchen knife cut out violently, as if encircling a circle, the knife splattered.
Later.
The kitchen knife is held horizontally with the knife facing up.
The potato suddenly fell, landed on the knife surface, and was still spinning.
On the other side, there is a whole potato skin with the same width.
Liu Mu happened to come in, just saw this scene, his mouth wide open, his face stunned ...
This kind of operation is to blind his eyes!
Can you still peel potatoes like this? !
"You ... you you you ..."
Liu Mu stretched his fingers, and stammered.
Bu Fang glanced at him with a corner of his mouth.
Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da ...
A burst of fast-paced collide, that is the collide of the kitchen knife and the chopping board, very sweet.
The whole oval potato is cut into thin strands, and the thickness of each potato strand is the same ...
This sound made the chef turn to come, which happened to see knife skill of Bu Fang.
That moment was amazing.
Of course, precisely is also amazing. If you see the scene where Bu Fang throws up the peeled potatoes before, precisely may be shocked like Liu Mu.
Cut the potatoes, and Bu Fang will not continue.
The next dish precisely fried potato shreds.
"You continue."
The chef said suddenly.
I do n’t know why, when Bu Fang just cast knife skill, there was a charm that made him happy and sincere.
Did this kid suddenly learn?
"Okay." Bu Fang expressionlessly nodded.
Ignition, hot pot, snorting gas blaze.
The action of Bu Fang is simple and chic.
It ’s mainly this dish, it ’s so simple it ’s not difficult.
When the kitchen knife flicked across the chopping board, the shredded potato shredded into the pot, and the suddenly flourished.
Holding ladle, Bu Fang began to turn the pot.
The set of movements is extremely coordinated, as if they were connected together.
The fire is thin, Bu Fang's complexion is joyless and sad.
You do n’t have to look at it. Bu Fang grabbed ladle and scooped towards the seasoning on kitchen stove.
How many scoops should be scooped and the appropriate amount, Bu Fang does not need to read.
Sprinkle into the pot, bursting into a pot.
Liu Mu swallowed.
"This kid ... has it messed up, deliberately handsome? Don't look at the amount of seasoning ... just sprinkle it in the pot!"
Liu Mu did n’t believe that Bu Fang ’s culinary arts would be so good all of a sudden.
Obviously he was half a catty before him.
Have you snarled into a dog together, why did you quietly stand out?
"Shut up! Look at it ..."
The chef scolded Liu Mu excitedly.
He turned his head and stared at him, the culinary arts action of Bu Fang, without any mistakes, so perfect that he could not believe it.
The indifference in eyes is self-confidence in culinary arts. Bu Fang believes that the amount of seasoning per spoonful, the control of each fire ...
This is the confidence Ah! that only the world-class top Masterchef has
Textbook-style culinary arts!
Abruptly.
Guo Yidian.
The potato shreds in the pan have fallen into ladle.
Clap and pour into the bowl.
The soup is poured down.
There seems to be a flash of light.
Liu Mu almost thought he was blind!
The dishes can still shine! Just now it was really glowing Ah!
"Sour and Spicy Potato Shreds, Finish."
Bu Fang put down Kitchen Tools, frowned, and wiped water stains on his hand.
Without God of Cooking set, it still feels awkward.
"This ..."
The chef ’s lips are all trembling. He looks at Bu Fang in disbelief.
The dishes are formed as if there is light flowing.
Although it is just a simple hot and sour potato shred, but the air is full of fragrance and the right and sour flavor.
This dish is not easy to reveal in the ordinary.
The chef swallowed and grabbed spoon.
Ladle a spoonful with spoon to present light golden hot and sour potato shreds.
If you look closely, you can see that the thickness of each piece of hot and sour potato shreds is the same, which is perfect knife skill.
And ... the taste and control of each potato shred are exactly the same ...
a wū.
A spoonful of shredded potatoes.
The chef ’s gaze suddenly is condensed ......
"Oh~"
The chef narrowed his eyes, his face was red, and his coat was shaking.
He felt like he was riding a horse and running on the grassland.
The horse is galloping and dashing.
The wind is blowing, the horse is barking, the potatoes are rolling under your feet ...
Sour and spicy taste, soft potatoes ... combined with each other, it seems to be delicious on earth, it makes people sink!
The chef grabbed the spoon and clamped his feet together. His body was trembling, as if trembling.
He has never eaten such delicious food.
Is this really the cuisines that human can produce from culinary arts?
This could it be that is not a masterpiece of God? !
The chef ’s eyes are flushed, he seems to be in tears ...
Liu Mu was dumbfounded and looked at the chef ’s reaction, feeling that the chef was like a ghost upper body ...
damn ... Just eat hot and sour potato shreds, are you so moved? !
Liu Mu screamed inwardly.
The scent that filled the air made him disbelieve.
He did not believe that Bu Fang, which was once the same level as culinary arts, could make such a dish!
He grabbed a porcelain spoon and scooped up a spoonful of shredded potatoes.
When I put it in the mouth, I couldn't care about it, so I got chewing.
chewing, chewing ...
Liu Mu ’s actions stopped ...
His body froze, and eyes was slightly lost.
He felt like his soul was floating away.
This dish makes him think of the dishes that his grandmother made for him when he was a kid ...
The taste, the feeling, made his nose sour.
Involuntarily wept.
How can world have such a good food hot and sour potato shreds!
hōng lóng lóng!
Bu Fang watched the reaction of the chef and Liu Mu, and the corner of his mouth slightly twitched.
Suddenly, rumbled resounded.
Bu Fang's brow suddenly is wrinkled.
Looking out of the window, where thunderclouds gathered, and the terrible rumbled was in condense.
That thundercloud, the majestic spiritual energy is tumbling, and it seems that there is an invisible force locking him.
Bu Fang's gaze narrowed.
"Thunder Tribulation? There will be Thunder Tribulation when cooking on earth?!"
Bu Fang looks directly at the sky as if to look through the thundercloud.
However, soon, the thunder cloud dispersed.
As if condense and RR appeared, precisely gave Bu Fang a warning.
Bu Fang narrowed its eyes. Is this the plan ... Do n’t let him cook? 8)