Lei Ren smiled and said: "As long as you dare to accept it, I will make a bet with you, otherwise I will ask you to step aside and don't disturb our meal."
There was silence for a while, and then someone shouted "Bet with him", and then boos were heard from the crowd.
"Bet with him, bet with him!"
"What are you afraid of? I don't believe that the roasted suckling pig he cooks can be as delicious as a professional chef!"
"Bet with him, he is clearly using provocation."
"Bet. If you don't bet, you will be sorry to the audience."
He was originally just watching the excitement behind his back, but he didn't expect that because of what he said just now, he would become the target of public criticism. If he gave up now, he would definitely be despised.
"Tch, you have so much courage to take advantage of my aunt. Even though I despise you, I feel like I'm exalting you." Long Yue said lightly, "Go away and don't disturb me and my eldest brother while they're having dinner."
After what Long Yue said, the man finally couldn't hold it in anymore, slapped the table and shouted loudly: "Just bet, I want you to see what a real man is."
"Tch! It makes it seem like you have already won." Long Yue snorted disdainfully.
Lei Ren played tricks and said calmly: "Since it is a gambling game, it must be fair and just, so I am going to let the guests on the scene judge the final result. Is this okay with you?"
The other party glanced at the people present and did not express any objection.
Thunder Blade turned to the chef and said, "Can you sell me the grill and raw materials?"
The chef said: "Sir, don't worry, we will provide the raw materials and tools. Shall we go to the kitchen now?"
"No, you ask people to bring the ingredients and the grill over here. I'd better cook it in front of everyone, so that no one will cheat on me afterwards."
The chef confirmed: "I'm afraid... the conditions here are not as good as those in the kitchen?"
The man who was betting against Lei Ren quickly said: "If you are asked to take it out, you will take it out. What a waste of words!"
Lei Ren heard this and smiled at the chef: "Don't worry, I am free to use discretion."
Seeing that Lei Ren had made up his mind, the chef clapped his hands and directed the waiter under him to take out the grill and forgiveness, and then pushed the table aside to leave enough space for Lei Ren.
Lei Ren casually tried the grill and placed a small suckling pig on the grill. Then he spread sauce on it and slowly grilled it over a warm fire. From time to time, he heard the sound of the oil being burned by the fire.
A crackling sound.
After applying the first layer of sauce, Lei Ren began to apply the second layer, trying to completely apply the sauce to the entire roasted suckling pig as quickly as possible.
While Lei Ren was busy, he explained to the chef why he did this and what the benefits of it were. The chef listened attentively. When he encountered a tip that he didn't know, he took out his notebook and quickly recorded it.
If he didn't understand something, he would ask Lei Ren. He looked like an apprentice who had just learned how to be a chef. As he went to the back, the chef showed more respect for Lei Ren. When he applied oil for the fifth time, he looked at Lei Ren.
Blade's eyes were already shining, like a devout believer encountering the true form of God.
After finishing the last coat of oil, Lei Ren took the suckling pig off the grill and placed it on the prepared plate.
"It smells so good!" Long Yue smelled the fragrance wafting from the suckling pigs, as if he had gone back to the days when they lived together in Africa a few years ago and could only rely on hunting to survive every day, and couldn't help but have a smile on his face.
Sweet smile.
At this time, the onlookers around also felt the aroma of meat coming to their faces, and their bellies couldn't help but growl. They wanted to rush over and grab the little suckling pig on the plate, pick it up and chew it.
Thunder Blade seemed to see what these people were thinking, smiled slightly, and calmly shouted to the chef: "Give me the knife!"
"Oh, oh..." Upon hearing this, the chef quickly handed a sharp scimitar to Lei Ren, and then asked respectfully, "Sir, what else do you need?"
"The knife is not bad." Lei Ren picked up the knife and looked up and down, walked to the plate with the roasted suckling pig, took a plastic bag to his hand, and began to cut the little suckling pig.
Others cut the suckling pig along the backbone with one knife at a time, but Thunder Blade did not follow common sense at all. He quickly brought the blade close to the surface of the little suckling pig, and then saw countless pieces of meat falling like snowflakes on the other little piglets.
The plate was quickly filled with food.
The manager of Liangyi Villa had a day off when he suddenly received a call from one of his subordinates, saying that someone was demonstrating roasted suckling pig in the villa. He originally thought it was just someone taking the opportunity to make a hype, but when he walked to the entrance of the villa, he saw Lei Ren's superb expression.
When Dao Gonghe heard everyone's exclamations, his mouth suddenly opened wide enough to swallow a goose egg, and he couldn't help shouting: "Nima, this is the live version of the Chinese Little Master!"
Lei Ren quickly shaved a complete suckling pig into three plates of meat, then put down the knife, took off the plastic bag, and was ready to call it a day.
Lei Ren first took a piece and put it into his mouth. He shook his head and sighed: "I haven't done it for a long time, and the effect is not very good."
After hearing what Lei Ren said, Long Yue looked at it suspiciously, picked up a piece of meat and put it into his mouth, chewed it carefully, and then kicked Lei Ren directly.
Fortunately, Thunder Blade reacted quickly, otherwise the foot would have been painful for a while.
"Are you crazy?" Thunder Blade cursed.
Long Yue rolled his eyes and said angrily: "You're lying. This is obviously delicious, but you said it's not very effective."
Lei Ren scratched his face and said with a sly smile: "I'm just comparing myself. I'm really not as good as before."
Just when Lei Ren and Long Yue were having a fight, the chef picked up a piece of meat with chopsticks and put it into his mouth. His eyes suddenly lit up and he said to himself: "The entrance is tender and tender, and the chewing is long and continuous. The ingredients are burned by the fire."
It's baked into the meat and it's very comfortable to bite. It's indeed ten or a hundred times better than what I made!"
After hearing the chef's comments, the other guests finally couldn't help it anymore and swarmed towards the three plates of suckling pork. They didn't even bother to use chopsticks and just grabbed a piece or several pieces of meat and stuffed it into their mouths. They responded politely.
They will chew it slowly for a while, savoring the feeling of the meat in their mouth; if they are rude, they will simply swallow it, and then grab a few more pieces and put them in their mouths. When they see that the meat on the plate is getting less and less, they will start.
Savor it carefully.
Long Yue turned around and realized that three large plates of suckling pork that had just been full had been swept away. He couldn't help but look anxiously, turned around and complained: "Brother, it's all you, I don't have anything to eat now."
No. I don’t care, you must pay me a share.”
Lei Ren wiped his nose and smiled coquettishly: "I've been with you all day today, and this doesn't even count as accompanying you. How can you ask me to accompany you?"
