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Chapter 148 Super Foodie
"Wow, what a cute familiar." The chefs couldn't help but sigh after seeing Xianyu.

"What are you looking at? Go to work." Lin Xiaojiang waved his hand impatiently.

Ever since Xianyu was summoned, whenever others saw him, they stared at him non-stop.

After driving away the chefs, he turned his head and glared at the onlookers at the door.

Knowing that the young master was angry, the spectators dispersed like birds.

Lin Xiaojiang sighed helplessly, he already knew how to recover the familiar.

But he has no plans to let Xianyu return to the original world. It is already so weak, if it is not given a chance to become stronger, is it really used as a mascot?

And that is also very dangerous. If the familiar returns to its original world, it may encounter danger and die. Although this kind of situation is rare, it has happened many times in history.

Xianyu also has a drowsiness skill. If he lets it go back, Lin Xiaojiang is worried that it will sleep for several days and starve himself to death, which would be too embarrassing.

When I think of this, I no longer have the idea of ​​letting it go back, and it is safest to let it stay with me.

Lin Xiaojiang suddenly felt a weight on his head, turned his head to look, and saw Li Hong touching Xianyu's body with one hand.

She still had an intoxicated expression on her face, but after seeing Lin Xiaojiang, she immediately returned to her normal expression.

"Although it's quite soft to the touch, it doesn't have the coolness of the ice elves, so it's still a little bit worse." Li Hong commented to herself.

Lin Xiaojiang couldn't help rolling his eyes: "Since you don't like it, why don't you take your hand off?"

"Hmph." Li Hong withdrew her claws: "Stingy."

Lin Xiaojiang was at a loss for words for a moment, not knowing how to refute her.

Mo Wu next to her couldn't help covering her mouth and chuckling.

Lin Xiaojiang simply ignored them and started to do what he wanted to do. He made new dishes and used them as food for Xianyu.

He had already asked Xiaotie that Xianyu was an omnivore, which meant he could eat anything.

"Master Li, do we have ham here?" Lin Xiaojiang suddenly asked Li Deyu.

"Yes, there is, young master, why do you want this?" Li Deyu was a little puzzled.

"Of course it's a new dish."

Hearing what Lin Xiaojiang said, the chefs immediately surrounded him again.

"Really? Master."

"Great, I can learn new dishes again."

"What's the dish this time?"

The chefs immediately chattered, and the kitchen became noisy.

"Quiet." Lin Xiaojiang raised a finger, waited for the others to calm down, and then said: "Flour, ham, eggs, vegetables, fresh shrimp."

The chefs immediately understood what Lin Xiaojiang meant, and they scattered to get the ingredients.

After a while, the ingredients he needed appeared on the cooking table.

Lin Xiaojiang poured the flour into a basin, then gradually poured boiling water into it, and stirred it evenly in one direction with chopsticks. After it cooled slightly, kneaded it repeatedly by hand to form a dough.

"You see, the young master's kneading movements are so strange. Every time the palm of your hand falls on the dough, if you look carefully, you can find that there are various postures. It seems chaotic but there is a certain pattern."

"I can also see that it seems to be drawing circles."

"You said it, and I think so too."

Lin Xiaojiang didn't care about other people's comments, he just made peace with himself, Tai Chi is not something everyone can comprehend.

For the reconciled noodles, you need to wake up for another 10 minutes.

So his eyes shifted to the ham. After observing the ham carefully, he picked up two short iron rods from the side.

Lin Xiaojiang took a deep breath, swinging the iron rod brought up countless afterimages, and hit the ham.

Although his movements were big, the sound he made was extremely small, and even the cooking table didn't vibrate at all, which was a manifestation of his mastery of power to the extreme.

As he beat a piece of perfect ham, he was beaten into minced meat by an iron rod, and the meat was tender and elastic.

After handling the other ingredients one by one, his eyes shifted to the dough.

First, the dough was pulled into small batches and placed in a row on an empty cooking table, and then Lin Xiaojiang picked up a long iron rod.

He was just about to start, but stopped in the middle because he noticed the chefs who were very close.

Lin Xiaojiang reminded: "You guys, stay away, don't be hit by me."

Hearing this, the chefs stepped back quickly.

Seeing that the distance was far enough, Lin Xiaojiang started the next step. He put the iron rod on the cooking table, then he jumped lightly and stood upside down on the iron rod.

The cooks were very puzzled, what is the young master doing?
But they soon knew the answer. They saw Lin Xiaojiang holding the iron rod with one hand and the familiar above his head with the other. With a twist of his waist, his whole body and the iron rod began to spin rapidly.

With the rotation of the iron rod, the small doses were rolled repeatedly by the iron rod into small skins as thin as cicada's wings.

Qi Shiyu's eyes widened. He really didn't expect that rolling noodles could be done in this way. He gained knowledge.

After rolling all the dough, the speed of Lin Xiaojiang's rotation also slowly slowed down, and then he jumped back to the ground with a light jump.

But then he didn't move at all, just stood still. Seeing that the young master didn't move, the chefs thought there was some special meaning, so they just stared at him blankly.

One minute later, Lin Xiaojiang started to move again, continuing his unfinished cooking.

The chefs stared wide-eyed, completely unaware of what the young master was doing?
Of course they didn't know that the reason why Lin Xiaojiang didn't move was because he himself was dizzy and it took a while to recover.

Lin Xiaojiang, who was still making Shaomai at the same time, also decided in his mind that next time he would use the Indian flying pancake method to make the dough.

Another 10 minutes passed, and the steaming baskets of golden-section shaomai were completed.

Lin Xiaojiang touched Xianyu on top of his head: "Little guy, it's time to eat."

After he finished speaking, Xianyu, who had been sleeping all this time, suddenly opened his eyes: "Six six."

This is not because Lin Xiaojiang can completely command Xianyu, but that he and Xiaotie have already agreed that as long as he makes these actions, he will wake up.

"Come to me." Lin Xiaojiang commanded.

Xianyu floated to his hand very obediently, then looked at him curiously.

"So cute." Lin Xiaojiang praised him, like a man who just became a father.

Then Lin Xiaojiang opened the steamer, and suddenly a wonderful fragrance filled the air.

Everyone else in the kitchen swallowed secretly. The dishes cooked by the young master were still as attractive as ever.

Smelling this wonderful fragrance, Xianyu immediately became excited, jumping continuously in his hand.

In Mo Wu's hand, the ice elf, who had always been very well-behaved, became restless and stared straight at Shaomai.

"You can eat it, you can do whatever you want." Lin Xiaojiang picked up a siu mai and put it next to Xianyu.

He thought that one siu mai would be enough for it to eat, but what happened next shocked his jaw.

I saw that Xianyu swallowed a piece of siu mai with one mouth, which was half the size of siu mai.

Lin Xiaojiang noticed that when Xianyu opened his mouth, there was nothing inside, it was pitch black.

Speaking of the mouth, it is more appropriate to describe it as a black hole. After eating a siu mai, there is no change in body shape.

"Six six, six six" Xianyu kept jumping up and down in Lin Xiaojiang's hands, its eyes were fixed on the dwindling siu mai, and its expression was very anxious.

Lin Xiaojiang immediately understood what it meant, and gave it another one.

But Xianyu's stomach seemed to be connected to another dimension, and he was still not full after eating more than a dozen siu mai.

Lin Xiaojiang spread his hands and said helplessly, "It's gone."

Xianyu, who didn't believe it, floated over to look around, found that it was really gone, and returned to Lin Xiaojiang's hand, looking at him pitifully with a pair of eyes.

After a stalemate for a while, Lin Xiaojiang was finally defeated: "Okay, okay, I'll do it again."

"Six six."

"Cab."

"Great."

There was a cheer from the kitchen.

Lin Xiaojiang glared at the others: "I don't have your share this time. If you want to eat, just learn from me."

Hearing the previous sentence, the chefs immediately froze, but when they heard the next sentence, they immediately seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood.

"The most successful part of this siu mai lies in the balance between the four ingredients. They will not be masked by each other, but can be blended into one. It all depends on the proportion of the ingredients."

"Eight for meat, five for shrimp, five for vegetables, and five for eggs, which is also the golden ratio of taste."

"The best ratio can make the best taste."

The experienced chefs quickly wrote these down in a small notebook, and then carefully stored it away, for fear that it would be touched somewhere.

After a while, a new batch of siu mai was ready again.

This time, [-]% of it went into Xianyu's stomach, but it still didn't look full.

Lin Xiaojiang gave up his plan to feed him, this guy can eat better than himself, it is simply a bottomless pit.

(End of this chapter)