Wu Yong can even break steel pipes if he wants to.
What's more, Wang Wenhao's hands.
In fact, he only used a small amount of force and it was unbearable for Wang Wenhao.
His facial features were distorted in pain, a cold shiver ran down his face, and he couldn't help but scream.
"Let go, let go of my hand!"
The severe pain in his hand almost made Wang Wenhao burst into tears.
When Xiaolu's mother saw this scene, she rushed over and asked with concern: "What's wrong? What's wrong?"
Jiang Xiaolu also looked confused: "What's wrong with your hand?"
Wang Wenhao glared at Wu Yong and said bitterly: "I..."
As soon as he opened his mouth, Wu Yong smiled and said: "He probably got hurt in the kitchen. When I shook hands with me, where did I accidentally touch it and it hurt? You are right."
While speaking, Wu Yong looked at Wang Wenhao meaningfully.
This look means both reminder and warning.
After all, it was Wang Wenhao who made the dirty move first, and Wu Yong just fought back.
If Wang Wenhao wanted to break his face and tell the truth, Wu Yong wouldn't mind poking him out.
Who is going to lose his face in the end?
If you think about it with the soles of your feet, it would be Wang Wenhao.
This is called stealing the chicken but losing the rice.
Wang Wenhao wanted to give Wu Yong a show of strength, but he unexpectedly suffered a secret loss from Wu Yong.
The corners of his mouth twitched and he swallowed back the words that came to his lips.
"Yes, I did accidentally twist my hand in the kitchen. I just touched it accidentally when we were shaking hands." Wang Wenhao said with a smile.
"Oh, that's it." Xiaolu's mother breathed a sigh of relief: "You screamed so loud just now, it scared me. Come on, let me see where you twisted and whether you were seriously injured."
Wu Yong let go of his hand.
Wang Wenhao's hands were seen hanging down, with several joints covered in black and blue.
This shows how powerful Wu Yong is.
In the bottom of his heart, Wang Wenhao wished he could tear Wu Yong into pieces.
But for the sake of face, he still kept a smile on his face.
"Auntie, it's okay. I just need to take a rest. It's a pity that no one will continue to cook for you, and Xiaolu won't be able to taste my cooking skills."
Xiaolu's mother looked at his hand and felt distressed.
"Ouch, why are you twisted like this? I'll give you some medicine."
She took the medicine and gave it to Wang Wenhao while saying: "Xiao Lu, you don't know, Xiao Wang's cooking skills are amazing, and the dishes he cooks are full of color, flavor and flavor. I think it's important to find a partner."
Looking for a high-quality man like Xiao Wang who can cook and take care of others."
After saying that, Xiaolu's mother looked at Wu Yong: "Xiao Wu, can you cook?"
Before Wu Yong could answer, Jiang Xiaolu answered first: "He can, and it will definitely taste better than Brother Wen Hao's!"
Wang Wenhao curled his lips and said with a hint of disdain: "Sister Xiaolu, what you said is exaggerating. You know that I have learned from top chefs since I was a child. I am good at various Chinese and Western cuisines, comparable to five-star chefs."
A top-notch restaurant chef is definitely not just talking about it. If you say that his cooking skills are better than mine, I don’t quite believe it.”
In terms of strength, Wang Wenhao felt that he had no chance of winning.
But when it comes to cooking skills, he feels that he can beat Wu Yong by 10,000%.
Swish.
When Jiang Xiaolu heard this, her face instantly turned ugly.
She thought to herself: Oops, how could I have forgotten this? She was too busy promoting Wu Yong to forget that Wang Wenhao’s cooking skills were extraordinary. Wouldn’t he be beaten now...
She was so anxious that she didn't dare to answer the question.
At this time, Wu Yong smiled and said: "If you don't believe it, we can try it."
Wang Wenhao said provocatively: "Okay, I'm waiting to taste your cooking skills."
He took off his apron and threw it to Wu Yong.
Wu Yong took it, put it on his body and said, "Xiao Lu, come and help me cook."
Jiang Xiaolu said blankly: "Ah, okay."
After the two of them entered the kitchen, Jiang Xiaolu closed the door with a sad look on her face.
"It's terrible. I wanted to help you show off, but I got slapped in the face. You don't know how good Wang Wenhao's cooking skills are. He has practiced knife skills for more than ten years. Most hotel chefs are
Not as good as him. Comparing his strengths with him is just seeking death."
Jiang Xiaolu said apologetically: "I'm sorry, Old Wu, I've embarrassed you."
Wu Yong smiled lightly and said: "Surrendering without even trying is not like your Jiang Xiaolu style."
Jiang Xiaolu smiled bitterly and said, "I am self-aware. If we compete with him in cooking, neither of us combined can win."
Wu Yong said confidently: "That's not necessarily true. You have some confidence in my cooking skills. Come and help wash the dishes and see how I can kill him instantly."
He skillfully selected a few vegetables from the kitchen and handed them to Jiang Xiaolu.
"Wash them first."
Then, Wu Yong rummaged through the cabinet again: "Where are all your seasonings?"
Jiang Xiaolu found it for him.
After Wu Yong looked through it, he nodded and said: "It's quite complete. No problem now. I can bring out my specialty dish."
Jiang Xiaolu asked: "What is your specialty dish?"
Wu Yong's lips curled up: "Buddha jumped over the wall."
Buddha jumped over the wall?
Jiang Xiaolu thought about it, and it seemed like a famous dish, but she had a vague impression in her mind that this dish was mainly made of precious ingredients.
There are some sea cucumbers, abalones and the like inside.
They don't have any such ingredients at home, so what can they use to make Buddha Jump Over the Wall?
"Hey, Lao Wu, are you kidding me? There are so many dishes in the kitchen now. Why didn't I see which one can be used to make Buddha Jump Over the Wall?" Jiang Xiaolu couldn't laugh or cry.
"The so-called highest state of cooking is to turn decay into magic. Who said that Buddha Jumps over the Wall must have certain ingredients, as long as I think about it, I can use anything to make the taste of Buddha Jump over the Wall. Don't talk nonsense, just watch with your eyes wide open later.
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The inheritance of Shenji Zhenren is all-encompassing.
Among them is the aspect of cooking.
Knife skills, materials, heat, etc. are all available.
One of his most highly regarded dishes is Buddha Jumping Over the Wall.
Shenji Zhenren's Buddha Jumping over the Wall is different from the ordinary Buddha jumping over the wall. There are more than a thousand ways to do it.
Wu Yong is ready to try one of them.
He washed the chopping board and picked up the kitchen knife.
"Let's practice knife skills to warm up first."
Swish.
The kitchen knife was in his hand, making a series of beautiful knife tricks.
Jiang Xiaolu was dumbfounded.
"How about it, cool?"
Wu Yong tried it for the first time and felt very good. He raised his eyebrows and asked.
Jiang Xiaolu nodded as if pounding garlic.
Not only cool, it’s so fucking cool, even cooler than what’s on TV!
What surprised her was yet to come.
I saw Wu Yong picking up a piece of potato, throwing it into the sky, and then quickly took out the knife.
Swish swish swish.
After a few cuts, the potatoes were flying in the air.
Then it landed firmly on the chopping board.
At first, the potatoes looked unchanged from the outside.
But Wu Yong smiled and patted the chopping board.
The potatoes slowly seemed to split on all sides.
Like a blooming flower bud.
It bloomed into three small flowers.
Gudong, Jiang Xiaolu swallowed repeatedly.
I was shocked by Wu Yong's incredible skills.
"Old...Old Wu, when did you master this move?" Jiang Xiaolu asked dumbly.
"It didn't take long. It was the first time I tried it just now, and it seems the effect is pretty good." Wu Yong said with a smile. (To be continued)