Chapter five hundred and seventy-eight of the means of the chef
Xiao Yun's dishes just started to be stir-fried.
The fragrance that makes one lose oneself hits the face.
It feels like the spring breeze is blowing on your face, and you feel like you are in a sea of delicious food.
An indescribable enjoyment.
even.
Even those who were still eating snail meat stopped chewing, and several of them, like Qin Qingwen, spit out the food in their mouths.
as if.
Just eating something in your mouth is the biggest insult to the smell.
"this……"
"How could it be so fragrant?" Henry was the first to be stunned. He was not an ordinary person, he was also a famous chef himself, and the smell alone could make people spit out the baked snails he made.
He can understand the meaning.
“The scent is not bad.”
"but."
"It depends on the taste." Bai Sheng said with a pretentious look, and Henry nodded: "Yes, I don't believe that my French baked snails can't compare to an ordinary dish."
Erif, on the other hand, looked excited.
"Coming."
"Coming."
"This is the feeling. The dish that will conquer everyone's taste buds is about to be cooked."
"First there is the intoxicating aroma, and when the dishes are officially served, it feels like a heavenly experience." Erif said, looking a little crazy.
Qin Qingwen on the side also looked expectant.
The aroma is already like this, so what will the dish be like?
"Wow, it smells so good. Our Xiao Yun is the best." Xu Ranran shouted directly.
"Yes, Grandpa Xiao is the best." Nie Jiayi clenched her pink fist and echoed, while Yin Yuxuan's face flushed with excitement: "Xiao Yun at this moment is so handsome that you can lose yourself."
finally.
For the short three-minute stir-fry time, everyone seemed to have been waiting for a long time.
This dish from Xiao Yun.
Finally done.
He casually picked up a plate and put it on it, then Xiao Yun walked over with it and threw it on the dining table: "Take your own chopsticks and eat."
"I don't know the name of this dish..." Qin Qingwen glanced at the stir-fried vermicelli on the plate that made people drool from the smell, but looked very ordinary...
"Never heard of it?"
"Dancing fans." Xiao Yun said lightly.
Qin Qingwen immediately twitched her mouth, how could she not have heard of such a home-cooked dish, in a small restaurant, for family use, with ants climbing the tree, dancing fans and so on... It is really an ordinary dish.
She didn't want to believe that such a fragrant dish could be such an ordinary home-cooked dish.
"Oh."
"What do I think it is?"
"It turns out that I am a dancing fan. I have never cooked such a dish. After all, our royal chef family only cooks big dishes." Bai Sheng said with a sarcastic smile.
Henry also seemed to heave a heavy sigh of relief. If it was just a home-cooked dish, no matter how amazing the initial aroma was, it would be impossible to beat him in terms of taste.
The quality of the ingredients is not the same.
"You seem to talk a lot."
"sometimes."
"Being humble is good for yourself." Xiao Yun looked at Bai Sheng and said coldly.
"snort."
"I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you, an ordinary chef. I want to try your fried vermicelli. What's so special about it?" After saying that, Bai Sheng picked up his chopsticks and started to pick up the vegetables.
Following Qin Qingwen, Erif and Henry couldn't wait to pick up the food with chopsticks.
On the contrary, Xu Ranran and the other three women held their own.
Although they also want to eat it, at this time, it is only right to let these professionals taste it first.
Just when everyone was about to touch the plates.
"Wait a moment."
"Suddenly I remembered that this dish still needs the last step." Xiao Yun said suddenly.
"Mysterious."
"No matter how hard you try, will this fan still be able to dance?" Bai Sheng said with disdain.
"So, if you are ignorant, be humble. Since you are a fan of dancing, of course you have to dance."
"How can an idiot like you understand the cooking skills?" Xiao Yun looked at Bai Sheng coldly.
"You!" "Humph, let me see how you, a fan, dance. It's a big joke. What kind of society is this? There are really people who are so stupid. In your world, fish-flavored shredded pork must have fish."
"Wife cake must be given to your wife?" Bai Sheng said angrily, Tang
A member of the Tang Yuchu family was said to be an idiot... This made him feel very uncomfortable.
"idiot."
"Watch it."
Xiao Yun glanced at Bai Sheng coldly, then slapped his hands on the dining table. The dishes on the plate suddenly jumped up in the air. Just when they were about to fall, Xiao Yun quickly took out his lighter and put the dishes on the plate.
Previous point.
Suddenly a beautiful flame ignited among the dancing fans.
The fragrance is stronger.
"ha?"
"Look, everyone, this is just a trick to light up alcohol. Why don't I see any fans dancing?" Bai Sheng laughed.
only.
Laughter just started.
It stopped abruptly.
Because he found that everyone was looking at the dishes on the dining table with surprised expressions, he hurriedly turned his head and happened to see a magical scene.
Each vermicelli on the plate is standing up and then bending.
It's no different from dancing...
"this."
"This is impossible, how can fans dance?" Bai Sheng muttered to himself, still not believing it.
"so."
"You never realized you were an idiot."
"idiot."
"Now, you can eat." Xiao Yun said coldly, then took off his apron, lit a cigarette, pulled up a chair and sat down.
Xiao Yun said this.
Everyone who had been impatient for a long time hurriedly stretched out their chopsticks.
Henry was the first.
When the fan fell into his mouth, Henry closed his eyes deeply and shed tears: "I lost." After a short pause, Henry spit out these three words.
The second one is Qin Qingwen.
Fans just got into their mouths.
Qin Qingwen's eyes suddenly opened wide, and the light kept flashing.
"Oh my God."
"What does this feel like? It's so delicious."
"I actually... felt a feeling of love in this dish." Qin Qingwen's face flashed with shyness. This dancing fan dish is so amazing.
Not only does it shock people's taste buds a hundred times, it even causes mental and emotional fluctuations.
No wonder Elif praised Xiao Yun as a master chef.
Don't say anything else.
Just for this one dancing fan, she is well-deserved.
"Are you acting together?"
"How can a dish have such an effect?"
"You're still crying?" Bai Sheng felt that he was in an unrealistic world, and he picked up a chopstick of fans and put it into his mouth with disbelief.
Just the first entrance.
Bai Sheng was stunned...
His mouth kept trembling, and he finally spit out three words: "It's so delicious." Bai Sheng was even more shocked by these words. You know, he absolutely didn't want to say these three words in his heart.
But the moment I ate the vermicelli.
His mouth seemed not to obey the instructions of his brain.
"idiot."
"Do you know the gap now?"
"And this Henry, right? Let's honor the bet with Xiao." Xiao Yun looked at Bai Sheng and Henry coldly. He didn't have the slightest affection for these two people.