When the lid of the earthen stove pot started to steam, both of them had already prepared all the side dishes.
These side dishes are like handicrafts, arranged according to color.
"Oh my god, this color is so pretty!"
"That's right, I never thought that chopping vegetables could be so artistic!"
"The God of Cookery's knife skills are already very good. The kitchen knife seems to grow on his hand. But what I didn't expect is that Chef Liu's knife skills are also very good. He is not inferior to the God of Cookery at all!"
"I wonder if Wang Defu Chopper will feel guilty after seeing this!"
"Wang Defu: Don't think about it!"
Many spectators at the scene took out their mobile phones and took pictures frantically, leaving dishes like works of art inside their mobile phones.
After the side dishes are processed, the rice is also steamed.
The moment the two men opened the lid of the pot, two streams of majestic white steam burst out from the pot.
They refused to accept the other's taste and vowed to compete with each other's taste.
The steam gets higher and higher and the smell gets stronger.
Everyone present greedily inhaled the aroma of rice.
Shan En said intoxicatedly: "I don't know how the two chefs steamed it. This rice tastes very sweet, it is simply better than any kind of rice I have ever eaten!"
"I'm really looking forward to the baked bait cubes, damn..."
Sean was about to continue talking, but the two of them pulled out all the rice with their bare hands, regardless of how hot it was.
"Attention, this is not a special effect, this is not a special effect!"
"These are freshly steamed rice. The temperature is very high, but the two of them grabbed the rice out with their bare hands without any protection. This is terrible!"
Ye Gui didn't expect that Chef Liu would choose to get started directly at such an old age, so he couldn't help but ask: "Chef Liu, are your hands okay?"
"Boy, I've been making roasted bait all my life, and I've long been accustomed to this temperature. But you look like you have tender skin and tender flesh. If you get burned, go to the hospital quickly, otherwise it will be too late!"
Quarrels are also part of the game, and neither of them is convinced by the other!
"Uncle, times have changed!"
Ye Gui slapped the rice hard into the big iron basin, then dug the rice out and smashed it in again.
Repeat this several times to knock out the air between the rice grains.
Chef Liu is not as strong as Ye Gui, but he was still excited by Ye Gui's actions.
I feel like I am several years younger!
He said: "Xiao Yang, take out my guy!"
Yang Pengfei said nervously: "Master, that hammer weighs forty kilograms!"
"What are you afraid of? Do you think I am too old to hold a hammer?"
Chef Liu frowned coldly, making Yang Pengfei tremble in fright.
"Yes, Master!"
Yang Pengfei went to the kitchen and took out a one-meter-long hammer.
The handle is made of solid wood and is dark red in color.
And there are very obvious grip marks in places where it is often held.
This hammer is probably older than many viewers in the live broadcast room!
"Master, your hammer!"
Yang Pengfei worriedly handed the hammer to Chef Liu: "Master, how about I smash it? You are old!"
"Lord God of Cookery, is it okay?"
Chef Liu took the hammer directly: "Fart, what does my competition have to do with you? Get out of here!"
The moment he picked up the hammer, the forty-kilogram hammer was still a bit heavy for Chef Liu.
He staggered and almost lost his waist.
"Master!"
Yang Pengfei immediately went over to help him, but was pushed away by Chef Liu again: "I'm fine, you can't defeat me with just a hammer!"
Chef Liu suddenly burst out with a terrible force. He raised the hammer and smashed it against the rice in the iron basin.
Boom!
He is still old and has some presbyopia.
This hit hit the edge of the iron basin hard, and the rice in the iron basin flew up high. Just when it was about to fall to the ground, Ye Gui suddenly took action and grabbed the big lump of rice with his bare hands.
"Master Liu, you have to look carefully before you smash it!"
Ye Gui put the rice back, and Chef Liu snorted: "Master Ye, don't think that I will put water in when cooking like this!"
"It was just a test, now we're starting!"
Before Ye Gui let go of his hand, Chef Liu hammered it down.
"Ah, Master God of Cookery, be careful!"
Everyone was shocked, but Ye Gui was very confident and placed his hands on the edge of the iron basin.
At this moment, the hammer hit the rice hard.
The rice received a force and gradually stuck together. It seemed that it was reluctant to let go of the hammer, and part of it was also stuck on the hammer.
"Master Liu, have you found the target?" Ye Gui asked.
"I found it, go and do your thing!"
Chef Liu swung the hammer and hit the rice again and again.
The rice gradually deteriorated, but Chef Liu was old after all, and it began to become weak after smashing it dozens of times.
Looking at Chef Liu's condition, everyone couldn't help but worry: "Is Chef Liu okay?"
Yang Pengfei said: "Master, let me do it, it will be the same if I smash it!"
"No, this is my game, I can only do it by myself!"
Chef Liu roared angrily and once again used his strength to suck milk, one after another.
The hammer hitting the rice was more like hitting his heart.
Gradually opened the closed door in Chef Liu's heart.
You can't live without being crazy!
Ye Gui suddenly thought of this word.
He was moved by Chef Liu's perseverance and said, "In this case, I can't be left behind!"
He suddenly took off his shirt, and everyone looked at Ye Gui's ghostly back and gasped!