Chapter 28

"Just relying on the white radish in your hand?" He Wei smiled coldly, he really didn't see any difference in the white radish, he even wondered, just now Bu Jinyu didn't use the knife on the radish at all, just casually The flurry of dancing a few times only.

However, Feng Qingge laughed, propped up her chubby cheek with one hand, let Zheng Zixu put the ingredients, raised her eyebrows and said with a smile: "Master Lian Bu doesn't know what the ingredients have done, so you are just like that. I haven't even entered the chef's door, so I'm eager to challenge the master."

"Fat fat man, what nonsense are you talking about!" He Wei's face sank, and he quickly turned his head to look at Feng Qingge.

As for Bu Jinyu, he glanced at Feng Qingge suspiciously, nodded slightly, and showed a shallow smile. He didn't expect to be seen by a girl, what did he do, and what did he do on the opposite side, it really didn't count.

"If you don't believe me, you can poke the radish in Master Bu's hand. It's just that you have to hold your head so that your head doesn't fall to the ground." Feng Qingge smiled and didn't care, seeing that Zheng Zixu had already After setting things up, her chubby body stood in front of the table and started busy with her hot pot.

poke...

He Wei was stunned for a moment, but he stepped forward with curiosity and took a closer look at the white radish in Bu Jinyu's hand. He couldn't help frowning, and subconsciously reached out and poked at the white radish.

"Master He, don't be fooled, what can he cut out..." Murong Mo swallowed his words abruptly, and the next moment, his eyes almost popped out.

But seeing the white radish in Bu Jinyu's hand, it was like a grain of rice that had suddenly been dumped. It completely collapsed, and the small cubes that were piled together fell. Those crushed places all turned into juice and disappeared in mid-air. Like falling pearls, every moment is so round, sliding down and down, constantly rolling.

The shallow sunlight penetrated through the snowflakes and fell on Bu Jinyu's hands. Those round pearls were like holy water pouring out from the Tianhe River, which was extremely beautiful.

"Carving, who can't? You can carve a jade Buddha, and Master Bu can also carve it. But Master Bu can turn white radishes into pearls and still maintain the prototype. Can you do it? It's not the prototype seen on the surface." The corner of his mouth twitched, Feng Qingge laughed softly.

She still remembered that she once naively asked her master, what kind of knife work can be called the number one in the world, and she wants to become the number one in the world. It's a pity that her master just gave her a deep smile and told her that there is nothing, and there is nothing.

She, who had already stood at the peak of the culinary arts world, finally knew the meaning of these six words, tangible and intangible, only in her own thoughts.

With a swipe, He Wei's face became even more ugly. He stared at the ball rolling on the ground. He really couldn't carve these things in such a short time, and he was also able to carve the white radish. The prototype is presented, and its interior is not completely changed. He really can't do it!

He couldn't help clenching his hands tightly, He Wei sneered and said: "Sure enough, you are a genius of knife craftsman. It seems that the essence of rice grains in the highest realm is about to be born in your hands. You only need to engrave on these carrot balls, and you can become the first in the mainland. one person."

"It's serious. The interior of this white radish is already damaged and cannot be carved, so I made this decision. If it is a complete white radish, I can't carve such a thing." Looking at the opposite He Wei indifferently, Bu Jinyu said casually.

When he touched the white radish, he already knew that the essence of the white radish was destroyed, and it was really harder than going to the sky to carve something. Under such circumstances, he can only use this rotten white radish to cut out such a thing. After all, his heart has been damaged. Under the action of the blade, he can cut it out without too much effort.

Destroyed inside?

He Wei's face changed greatly, and he turned his head suddenly to look at Murong Mo behind him.

Being stared at by He Wei's eyes, Murong Mo's whole body almost got goosebumps, and he couldn't help but say, "Master He, this is an accident, I didn't know this would happen, next time, next time the ingredients, I will Be sure to check carefully."

"This round, I lost." He put down the kitchen knife coldly, why did he squeeze his own big fist, the guard outside quickly brought the flour in, some simple seasonings, and a little hot water, but they didn't give them anything. into the firewood.

Holding his fist, He Wei sneered and said, "This game is about pasta. If we make it according to the usual pasta, it would be too boring. Master Bu, we don't go out here and make it in half an hour. Pasta, is it alright?"

Looking at the flour in front of him, Bu Jinyu couldn't help frowning. The most important way to eat pasta is to cook, but there is no fire here, so what should I do?

"Hmph." He Wei sneered, moved his hands, kneaded and patted the reconciled dough, his technique was very sharp, his powerful fist landed on the dough, the whole room was shaking, and even let People worry about when this room will collapse.

Bu Jinyu slowly closed his eyes and thought, without kneading his face.

Such domineering power. Dragging his chin with one hand, Feng Qingge's right hand slammed, but instead of putting the broth used in the hot pot, he took the rapeseed oil aside and put it into the iron pot. Feng Qingge asked Zheng Zixu to find this pot specially, and there was charcoal placed under it, roasting the vegetable oil in the pot.

In the second round, I still don't know who wins and who loses, and... I tilted my head and looked at what it was, the noodles were mainly chewy, and the more Q noodles were eaten, the more elastic and chewy they were in the mouth. Under this kind of beating, the flour becomes very strong, and it is the best choice for noodles.

"Drink!" Sure enough, just as Feng Qingge thought, why did he squeeze the dough with both hands and tear it apart abruptly in his hands. The seemingly rude movement actually pulled the dough apart, and even noodles appeared in his hands. , is to do ramen.

Pity……

Feng Qingge smiled lightly, glanced at a little condiment next to her, tapped the edge of the hot pot with chopsticks, and said with a soft smile, "The oil is already cooked."

"brush!"

Suddenly opening his eyes, Bu Jinyu smiled indifferently, turning his head to look at Feng Qingge, revealing a knowing smile. With a move of his hands, Bu Jinyu kneads the dough, but it is not like He Wei, he needs to make ramen.

His powerful thumb pressed on the dough, and then a small semicircle appeared. His hands were like lightning, but in a moment, many semicircles had been pinched.

He Wei smiled disdainfully, his hands sank, clear water poured into the bowl, the red star power in his hands burst out, and the atmosphere around him stagnated, becoming extremely hot. He condensed the star power in his hand, but did not blast the bowl. When he saw the boiling water, the ramen in his hand quickly fell into it. With the rotation of the star power, there was no need to stir with chopsticks at all. It was rumored that he prepared the condiments on the table, the clear soup in his hand evaporated, poured the condiments on top, and it was done!