The life I long for is the God of Food

“.. And another role is.."

Yu Nong paused, and gently spit out two words: "Good-looking." "

Pretty?!

Everyone was stunned.

What do you mean?

Yu Nong didn't explain, and said: "My dish, the purpose of opening the dish is mainly for the latter. "

After speaking, Yu Nong stretched out his hand.

"Quick!"

Wang Zhengyu frowned, and shouted in a low voice: "All cameras, keep up!"

Soon, six cameras will be surrounded in all directions.

The camera kept zooming in, and finally in the eyes of the audience, only Yu Nong's hands and a soup plate full of tofu soup were left.

Yu Nong's hands are very good-looking, and he has been praised more than once.

Ten fingers are slender, white but not feminine, on the contrary, the thin palm contains terrifying power.

So this is holding a kitchen knife in both hands, not dancing on the black and white keys.

But no less elegant.

"My thick hands are so beautiful. "

"You can't starve to death if you go to be a hand model. "

"Pray that my big hand will be blessed with my body. "

"I'm sorry, but my family has no interest in the airport. "

Everyone held 597 breaths, and the scene was so quiet that the needle could be heard.

Yu Nong flexed the four fingers of his right hand, but stretched out his index finger.

Then, he moved.

A neatly trimmed index finger taps the edge of the soup plate.

"Ding~"

Everyone seemed to hear a crisp and pleasant sound.

Like jade striking on Jue, like rain hitting on transparent glazed tiles.

It symbolizes the beginning of an omen.

"Hum..."

This was followed by a low echo.

The eardrum shook slightly, and the next moment, everyone's eyes slowly widened.

I saw that in the soup plate, the calm tofu soup rippled like water waves, stirring up circles of ripples.

Then, somewhere on the edge, the tofu collapsed.

Chain reaction, the entire surface is dissolved.

It's like.. The snow is melting fast.

The clarity underneath is revealed.

Billowing white gas, unimaginable fragrance.

was covered by white gas, and everyone's vision was blurred.

Fortunately, it only lasted for a short time.

"Ahh

Jiang Shuying suddenly exclaimed, it seemed that it was this tranquility, and she quickly covered her mouth.

However, the same exclamations came out of the mouths of the others one after another.

"Oh my God.."

He Jiong almost groaned, and the scene in front of him made him unable to believe his eyes.

I saw that under the gradually collapsing tofu, the microwave rippling soup was revealed.

Clear, slightly green, people can't help but think of it.. Spring?!

Yes, it's spring.

The ice and snow melted, everything revived, and the pond with thick and solid ice quickly woke up to unimaginable vitality under the irresistible power of nature.

"And the fish!"

Jiang Shuying couldn't hold back any longer and screamed in surprise.

Everyone's eyes widened.

In the clear and slightly blue water, a palm-sized fish is swimming happily in it.

Fish are no ordinary fish either.

Covered in emerald green, like carved jadeite, it is shaking its head and tail.

A scene of life greets you.

Everyone rubbed their eyes vigorously.

The camera flickered, and it was the cameraman who was checking whether he was dazzled.

Everyone's mouth was wide open.

How is this possible, there are still live fish in the boiling soup?!

"It's. . . Volcanic fish?!"

"Rolling Nima's volcanic fish, does the volcanic fish look like this?"

"And what do you say?"

"I... I don't know. I suspect it's magic, or maybe the soup isn't hot at all?!"

"Don't be stupid, haven't you noticed that Yu Nong's fingers are moving all the time?"

...

Only then did the others notice that from the beginning to the present, Yu Nong's fingers had been tapping the edge of the plate rhythmically, ding-ding-dong, as if it was a soundtrack, and like the sound of ice melting.

This is Yu Nong's opening dish!

The powerful force of the fingers spreads throughout the soup plate with peak skill, constantly shaking the soup, so that the boiled emerald fish will swim back and forth in the rippling blue water as if it were alive.

Yu Nong showed a smile on his face, and said lightly: "Everyone, break the snow and look forward to spring, Chenghui 18888."

No one noticed the final price, and everyone was chanting the name of the dish over and over again.

Breaking the snow and looking at spring, breaking the snow and looking at spring..

Isn't this scene in front of you just trying to break through the ice and snow and look forward to the scene of spring?

Winter turns to spring, the ice and snow melt, the grass grows and the warbler flies, the pond is rejuvenated, and the swimming fish, which have been silent all winter, happily enjoy the belated warmth.

Huang Lei's body shook suddenly, a strong light burst out of his eyes, and he couldn't hide his excitement and said, "Okay.."

He could only say "good".

He Jiong, Dahua, and Peng Peng opened their mouths wide, and their chins were like dislocations, and they couldn't close together.

Jiang Shuying was the same, dumbfounded, like a quail.

She stared at Yu Nong, not knowing what she was thinking.

Fan Sichen looked in a trance, if someone told him all this before he came, oh no, even if he showed him the video, he would definitely scoff at it.

What is it? It's all magic.

But all this happened clearly in front of his eyes, and he had to believe it.

Fan Sichen looked at Yu Nong, and there was only one thought left in his mind: What kind of monster is this?!

"Small. Less than.."

Huang Lei was incoherent, and asked cautiously and eagerly, "Can I..." Taste it?"

Others just woke up from a dream.

Give it a try.

Yu Nong took two steps back.

The guests picked up the spoon one after another, with distressed and curious tangled expressions on their faces.

This soup is amazing, this scene is too beautiful to destroy, but it can't contain the curiosity in my heart.

Curious about what it tastes like.

Huang Lei was the first to make a move.

He gently scooped up a spoonful of soup, and the emerald fish still swimming in the soup base even mischievously "bumped" his spoon.

Shocked, he quickly withdrew his hand and almost spilled the soup.

The scrambled look was funny, but no one laughed. _

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