In the days of Naruto Live

Chapter 687 Otsutsuki (4)

The whirlpool Long Shuo smiled slightly, "I will use these six fairies to use kitchen utensils, and bet one of your shop "I will do it!" "

Helan is Uncle Yi Le!
Whirlpool Longshuo wasn't worried at all that the referee would cheat, he said confidently, "Then what about you!"

"By the way, lend me the kitchen."

Before Yu Zhibo agreed, he went straight into the kitchen.

Yu Zhibo twitched the corner of his mouth, he had never seen such a brazen person.He thought it was his home and said he went in and didn't catch him off guard!

Wow!

Yu Zhiboyan took a deep breath and put his anger in his heart.He was a little lucky.

Perhaps, the other side is disturbing his mind and making him lose Jingzhou!
When Yu Zhibo entered the kitchen, he was startled.

Whirlpool Long Shuo was holding a kitchen knife in his hand, like a meteor butterfly sword, flying in the air, passing through a mysterious trajectory, cutting pork into small pieces.

This is no junior knife worker!
Yu Zhibo can be sure!
Whirlpool Longshuo seemed unusually focused, not as domineering as before. In his eyes, only knives and pork were in his hands. His thoughts had already integrated into the knife technique, reaching the realm of unity of man and knife.

At this time, the kitchen knife in his hand had already reached into his hand, and each knife, like the pen of God, cut it on the pork.

Once upon a time, two catties of fat meat, if the fairy sprinkled flowers, fell from the air and landed on the chopping board.

click!click!
When all the pork fell like raindrops, Yu Zhibo's eyes flickered with fear.

What did he see?
what the hell!
On the chopping board, all the pork is like a square log, neatly arranged, with criss-cross lines, which looks like a landscape.

This is it!
Then, Whirlpool Long Shuo took out the prepared corn and radishes in the package he carried with him.

His kitchen knife seemed to have magical powers, gently scraping the radish, just like peeling the skin on tofu, without any resistance, the radish skins pulled out from the filaments fell to the ground one by one.

For the peeled corn, Long Shuo's hands were more nimble, like a cunning rabbit, the shadows of his hands fluttered, and he peeled off all the glistening corn.

Yu Zhibo's throat moved.

From the beginning to the end, Yu Zhibo felt that his cooking skills were very strong, but now I know that he is still far from the top!

The world has a lot of tolerance, and maybe there are more hidden food hosts!

It turned out that Yu Zhibo was still very confident, but now, his heart was shrouded in a layer of clouds, and he was not sure if he could slap each other.

Whirlpool Longshuo seemed unaware of Yu Zhiboyan, his whole body and soul were immersed in the cooking process.

When the materials were ready, he picked up the black pot he had brought and put it on the stove.

Whirlpool Long Shuo did not start cooking for the first time.

First he scooped up a little cold water, poured it into the black pot, and looked as absorbed in it as the most devout pilgrim had gone on a pilgrimage to wipe the pot clean.

When he poured out the dirty water and wiped the black pot dry, he turned on the stove and began to heat the pot.

At this moment, the entire kitchen was eerily quiet.

Yu Zhiboyan held his breath, rushed into his eyes with an unprecedented expression, and watched the other party cooking intently.

For Zhibo, this is a challenge, but also a learning opportunity!

Before that, at Asma and Red's wedding banquet, there were several dishes without systematic delivery experience, and he learned to cook.

Unfortunately, it turns out that without the system, his cooking is just mediocre.

Although Yu Zhibo finally completed the task, he only met the minimum conditions of the task.

This is unacceptable to Yu Zhiboyan, he is determined to become a chef god!

At this time, the whirlpool Longshuo black pot was overheated, and the bottom of the black pot was glowing deep red.

He poured the oil into it without delay.

AIDS!

A stabbing sound and a smell of oil spread.

The vortex dragon wanted to heat the edge of the black pot with oil, and then poured a grain of pork.

hey-hey!rustle!
When it fell into the hot oil pan with a little pig's blood, it hit the earth like sparks in an instant, and a fierce conflict broke out!

boom!
A sultry ring, the black cauldron spontaneously ignited, a ball of fire like a fire snake, licking a lot of pork angrily, attached to it.

But Whirlpool Long Shuo didn't panic at all, he suddenly pushed a black pot in his hand.

For a while, the pork was shaken up, shot out in a nice and tantalizing arc, and dropped one by one to the bottom of the pan.

The whole movement, like flowing water, is pleasing to the eye, as if it is not cooking, but dancing ballet, elegant and beautiful.

In the hands of the whirlpool, Long Shuo, the black pot seemed to have a soul!
As it cooks, the rich aroma, like a volcanic eruption, erupts suddenly.

Once upon a time, the fragrant nose overflowed, like the dew of Qiongjue fairy, which made people have endless aftertaste!
The breeze blows and the smell of meat comes from the nose, making people feel relaxed and happy.

This meaty smell only belongs to pork. In the air, people breathe in, as if every cell in the body is moaning, making people feel comfortable and extraordinary.

At this time, there is a poem to express Yu Zhiboyan's feelings.

It is better to put incense on the branches and die, but blow them into a hundred flowers.

At this moment, in the ocean of fragrance, he really wants to immerse himself in it for the rest of his life, he doesn't want to come out.

After the frying pan, Whirlpool Longshuo will pick up the pork, and each piece of pork seems to radiate life again, just like old Mu Fengchun, exuding a tempting fragrance.

after that.

The vortex Roncho will wash the pan again and pour the oil in again.

Fire again, and this time, the black pot introduces celery, meat cubes, corn and radish grains.

Coincidentally, they are the same length, making it difficult to tell them apart.

Whirlpool Long Shuo focused on his face. In his world, it seemed that there was only him and the black pot in his hand.

Fire licks, fire boils, intense heat, even some twists and turns in the air.

In the vortex of Longshuo, apart from pork, other bland materials, such as the fallen subjects of the people, met the appreciation of Ming Jun, and immediately exuded a different kind of beauty, exuding a very attractive fragrance.

Outside the kitchen, people have already smelled the fragrance, but for the employees of the small store, I am afraid that the doors of the entire kitchen will be broken.

Standing next to Yu Zhiboyan, Uncle Ye looked more serious than ever, his eyes full of admiration and admiration.

Although Uncle Yi Le was defeated by Long Shuo's vortex, for him, being able to see a higher level of cooking is more important than losing face.

He looked at Yu Zhibo and said quietly: "Yu Zhibo, are you sure you can win?"

A bitter smile appeared on the corner of Yu Zhibo's mouth.

To be honest, at first he didn't expect the other party's cooking skills to be so high.

It's just that those thousands of industrious knife workers directly dumped Yu Zhibo by a few blocks!
"I'm not sure either." Yu Zhibo said.

Uncle Yi Le was terrified, but he didn't expect Yu Zhibo to have a tender time.

He whispered: "Yu Zhibo, don't forget that the other party wants to bet on everything in your store!"

(End of this chapter)