"I just came here. Is this a live broadcast room where gangsters commit suicide?"
"It turns out that the secret to making this tofu is to cut yourself, and you will learn how to do it!"
"Lord God of Cookery, I just followed your example and cut myself with a knife. Now I have lost too much blood. If you have a conscience, please bring Maoxuewang to see me!"
"Being prosperous with hairy blood is something I never expected!"
"Me too!"
This magical tofu rose amazed everyone.
Xiaofang also finished all her work and looked at Ye Gui nervously: "Master God of Cookery, I've finished it!"
Ye Gui nodded slightly and looked at the tofu roses in front of him.
Ye Gui said: "The flowers and trees reflect the small makeup building, and I feel a little sad when spring comes. I lean on the railing with my parrot on my back, thinking about what I can do without looking back."
"This is Bai Juyi's "Chun Ci", which means that the small building shaded by low flowers and green trees brings a little sadness into the girl's eyebrows. She leaned against the railing with her back to the parrot, thinking about why she never looked back.
Come?"
"The God of Cookery quoted this poem at this moment to express that he began to miss the past. It seems that the God of Cookery also regrets leaving the imperial kitchen rashly!"
"You are so good at reading comprehension, you should be a Chinese teacher!"
"No, I'm an expert!"
"Awesome!"
After Ye Gui finished reading this poem, he said: "Although there are still some shortcomings in your tofu rose in some small details, but generally speaking, it is qualified. Please prepare more. It will be in a few months."
For the state banquet, there’s your Mapo Tofu!”
When Xiaofang and Hou Anqi heard this, they looked at each other, and their expressions gradually changed from surprise to excitement.
"Master God of Cookery, am I okay?" Xiaofang asked stammering.
Hou Anqi immediately said: "You are still calling me the God of Cookery, please change your words quickly!"
Xiaofang oohed and ahhed several times and said, "Master is here, please bow to me as a disciple!"
Hou Anqi ran away quickly, went to make a pot of tea and came back: "Master, please drink tea!"
Ye Gui looked at Xiaofang with great satisfaction and drank the tea, which meant that he recognized this apprentice.
"Get up, since you called me Master, then I will tell you where your portion of tofu is lacking, and bring me another piece of tofu!"
Xiaofang knew that Master wanted to show off his skills, so he quickly went to the kitchen and brought a whole piece of tofu over.
"Change it, use soft tofu!"
Ye Gui looked at this quick old tofu and had no intention of doing anything.
The texture of old tofu is much more mature and harder than soft tofu, so it is not challenging at all.
But the soft tofu is different. With a little more force, it falls apart.
"Yes, Master!"
After someone explained the difference between soft tofu and old tofu, the audience in the live broadcast room became more curious.
"As expected of the God of Cookery, he uses his ultimate move!"
"That's right, just wait for the tofu from the God of Cookery!"
"Hey, who doesn't want to eat the tofu of the God of Cookery!"
Everyone was chattering, and Xiaofang had already brought the tofu over.
"Master, the soft tofu is ready!"
"good!"
This is a box of soft tofu, the packaging has not been opened.
Ye Gui first tore open the package, remembering not to turn it upside down and pat it twice.
Because once you pat it like this, all the soft tofu will fall apart.
Then there is no point in engraving.
So you need to cut off all four corners of the tofu box to let air in, so that the tofu will slide down on its own.
The tofu entered the water, and Ye Gui picked up a toothpick.
He looked at the ceiling and made noises with his hands in the water.
Everyone only heard the sound of chirping.
Go with this expression and this posture.
Everyone couldn't help but have wild imaginations.
However, Xiaofang and Hou Anqi gradually opened their mouths when they saw Ye Gui's actions, and their faces were filled with shock.
Soon, Ye Gu took his hand out of the water, flicked his finger, and the toothpick flew directly into the trash can.
This action is so beautiful!
Ye Gui washed his hands, held up his mobile phone and said, "Everyone, please take a look!"
hiss!
All the spectators at the scene couldn't help but gasp.
"My girlfriend asked me why I knelt down to watch the live broadcast, and now she knelt down after I showed it to her!"
"It's so cool. He deserves to be the God of Cookery. His little toothpick is so awesome!"
"???There's something wrong with you!"
"This toothpick...ah, the God of Cookery is so powerful. He carved a dragon on the tofu with a toothpick. It's really scary!"
Yes, Ye Guizheng carved a dragon.
This dragon is lifelike, with dense scales on its body, and almost every scale can be seen clearly.
And the beard is still swinging freely in the water.
That eye looked full of majesty.
This is simply a giant dragon flying in the sky.
"I'm convinced. This is why the God of Cookery is the God of Cookery!"
"It's too late for you to accept it now. I would have been blessed long ago!"
Ye Gui said: "Do you understand the gap between us?"
Xiaofang said sincerely: "Master, I understand!"
"Okay, I'll give you two months. If you do what I do within two months, then you will become a regular employee!"
"Yes, Master!"
Ye Gui nodded to Xiaofang and left the hotel.
But after Ye Gui left, a person suddenly walked in.