Cooking that does not shine is not good cooking

And her aunt and grandma, with her cooking skills, can perfectly use this fuel.

At that time, what really needs to worry about is whether the racer can perfectly control his car.

"...This round, our side may be kneeling." Xu Ziling subconsciously narrowed his eyes in the rest area of ​​the dark side.

His gaze was always hovering between the screen and Xie Yunfei sitting in the audience. Although he was unable to hear the youth's words because of the distance and interference of some kind of force, his increasingly strong premonition made him Understand-John Shiyou bajiu will be shot by Luo Hao.

After a lot of hard work, he finally pulled John into his camp. Originally thinking of letting him exchange for Luo Hao's annoyance, he ushered in a failed ending.

This is undoubtedly a bit embarrassing in Xu Ziling's view as a layout designer.

"So, you guy just likes to think about things too complicated." Shen Lang lifted his legs and smoked his cigar leisurely. "The boss has said you several times before, don't always think about conspiracy. No matter how much, it’s not as good as having the ability to lift the table directly."

"Speaking lightly." Xu Ziling curled his lips. "If one of us can cook nine-star cuisine, who will be fine to find trouble? It's not that we are weaker than Huaxia, so there is no way, we can only play tricks, and can pit one One?"

"Then continue to lose to the Chinese cuisine industry." This sentence comes from Yan Shisan.He finally recovered at this time, and was massaging the acupuncture points on his arm while complaining to his friend, "To be honest, you have time for plotting, it would be better to use it all to improve your cooking. Remember more than 20 years ago. You can cook two 8-star dishes. Now, is it doubled? Or..."

"Shut up!" When he was said to be in pain, Xu Ziling's facial lines couldn't help but become distorted. He looked at his two friends fiercely with a beautiful expression, "If you are defeated by one person more than ten times in a row , You will be the same as me."

"What then?" Shen Lang picked his nose and didn't care about Xu Ziling's counterattack. "This time, can you beat Sun Youde?"

Yan Shisan on the side did not speak, but also cast his gaze over.

Xu Zi snorted after hearing Ling Ling, but a confident smile appeared on his face.

"Don't worry, before leaving, the boss took out all the things and handed them to me. If I fail again, I will run around in front of Chef Quan Lin, Quanguo!"

As soon as they finished speaking, Shen Lang and Yan Shisan took their chairs back a few steps with disgust.

"Hey~~~~~~"

"**mad!"

"You two are really enough!!!"

...

Because there are many truck boxes in the middle, neither Luo Hao nor John can see the progress of the other party.

As the cooking continues, the dishes that John is preparing to make can finally be seen-it is a standard American fast food, that is, a hamburger.

Neither side planned to make a dinner, but think about it, whether it is to taste the racers before the race, or add appropriate meals during the race, the simpler and more straightforward the cooking, the more precious time can be saved.

However, when the screen shot was switched to Luo Hao's side.

Everyone was scared.

It stands to reason that she who is preparing to cook steamed buns should not spend much time except for the necessary waiting process.

But in fact, Luo Hao danced after finishing the fermentation of the dough.

She pinches both sides of the dough with both hands. Every time she rotates and dances, she stretches the length of the dough while narrowing the width.

"We guessed wrong?"

"Master Luo Hao is making steamed noodles?"

On Huaxia's side, the special chefs looked at each other, completely unable to understand Luo Hao's behavior.

Feifei, Xiaoyun, and Xiaoxue also had doubts, especially Feifei. She could clearly feel that Luo Hao was imitating herself, or the actions of the chef from the Lan family when pulling dragon noodles.

However, unlike the scene when he and his grandfather ramen, Luo Hao's dance not only carries a touch of beauty, but also a strong sense of power.

and……

"Already, forty deductions."

Within two minutes, Luo Hao had already finished drawing noodles forty times.Each noodle, if it weren't shining under the sun, it is even so detailed that it cannot be observed with the naked eye.

But Luo Hao still didn't stop his movements.

One button, three button, five button...

Ten buckles, twenty buckles, 30 buckles...

It wasn't until the seventy-eighth buckle was completed that Luo Hao's dancing figure stopped, and then another dance began.

She saw her hands kept interlacing, ten fingers bent, straightened, and bent again... the whole person was rotating clockwise.

The so-called "noodles" that had long been undetectable by people, slowly regained visibility under Luo Hao's dancing circle after circle.

It's just that it's not so much a "noodle", it's a group of "clouds", white "clouds" made up of countless invisible noodles interspersed!

After more than ten minutes, Luo Hao put the "Yun Tuan" seven or eight times larger than the original dough on the long table. Without seeing her exerting force, he easily tore off a child's fist-sized piece of cotton from the edge. .

Chapter 1063 It Says It's OK (Cloud)

Luo Hao's tearing of the clouds was very fast.

From the time the so-called "steamed bun embryo" was made to the table and the steamer being filled with unfinished dishes, the whole process only lasted more than a minute.

After putting the last basket of steamed buns on the stove, she raised her hand and wiped the non-existent sweat beads on her forehead.

Even if it is a god-killer, under all-out efforts, there will be situations of lack of energy and physical strength.But Luo Hao is an absolute exception. Before becoming a godslayer, she has been working hard to improve herself, and after becoming a godslayer, she has always maintained her enthusiasm for cooking.

I don’t know how many dishes I cook and how many recipes I study every day.

Years have passed, even the physique of the god-killer, which is difficult to improve except for the gods that are not to be driven out, has gradually improved a little.

And John on the other side.

Although it was a bit bad to say that, she was indeed a long way from Luo Hao.

At least, there are still several steps in the cooking he is making right now-of course, this is also related to his choice of a relatively troublesome cooking.

"Isn't it done yet?"

Luo Hao's ears trembled again.It stands to reason that it is impossible for her to see the scene around John, but she seems to know the entire racing circuit well.

However, after confirming the opponent's situation, she bent down again and took out brand new ingredients from the kitchen box.

——A barrel of fuel oil.

"That brat, I don't know where I found these things."

Smelling the peculiar stench of engine oil, Luo Hao wrinkled his nose and couldn't help muttering like this.

If she hadn't obtained it from her grandson, she would never believe that what was placed in front of her was a cooking ingredient.