After a debt of 100 million, the poisonous tongue went crazy and killed people on the live broadcast

Chapter 967 Careful cooking skills

The two people who came next were musical instrument master Hu Dashan and embroidery master Wen Xuelan.

Hudashan is about 1.75 meters tall. He has a rough appearance and a cheerful voice. He speaks in a loud and energetic voice.

Wen Xuelan is dressed in a cheongsam, and the ancient charm of the Jiangnan water town is vividly displayed on her body.

The five people were familiar with each other. After greeting each other and sitting down, their eyes fell on Feng Yin at the same time.

Feng Yin had already finished writing the recipe, without any stage fright, as if he didn't know the identities of these people, and was ready to go to class.

"My name is Feng Yin, and I'm pretty good at cooking. Let's start class. Today we're going to make Dongpo Pork as the main course."

Feng Yin started class.

When Feng Yin wants to accomplish something, she will do it with all her strength.

Just like now, if she wants to be a good teacher and a good cook, then she will be a good teacher and a good cook.

"The meat is also divided into good and bad. We have to look at its color and texture..."

"The quality of a dish is closely related to the skill of the knife. If it is more or less, the maturity time will be different, and the taste will naturally be different."

"It's easiest to season according to the proportion. What we need here..."

Feng Yin's explanation is eloquent and not overwhelming.

Coupled with her beautiful voice and skillful movements, although she talks a little more than Old Man Guan, she is not boring at all, but is just right.

It has to be said that Feng Yin controlled it very well.

A Dongpo Pork dish, led by Feng Yin, was cooked by several masters. Currently, there were six pots making gurgling sounds in the classroom.

All that needs to be done now is to wait.

When several masters thought that Feng Yin would use this time to get close to them or have a relationship with them, Feng Yin started the second course.

"While waiting, let's make a cold dish, peppercorn chicken."

She started again. An unhurried voice echoed in the classroom, and the five leaders subconsciously followed Feng Yin and moved their hands step by step according to the process taught by Feng Yin.

After this dish of peppercorn chicken was ready, everyone was still a little bit unsatisfied.

However, the pepper chicken in front of them attracted the attention of five people.

Did they do this themselves?

Why does it look so delicious?

You know, these five people are like gluttons and very picky.

The main purpose of coming here to take classes is to eat, not to learn how to cook.

But today, under the leadership of Feng Yin, they actually made a dish that made them all excited, and they were quite surprised.

"The peppercorn chicken is ready. You can try it. You can also taste each other's and comment on each other."

Feng Yin stood on the podium, his calm and generous demeanor made the five people like him a little.

They are all quite young and very tolerant of the younger generation.

We should be more tolerant of juniors who are capable but have no small ideas.

Although they still couldn't tell what Feng Yin was going to do, they were indeed very comfortable in this class.

So the smile on my face became a little wider, and I took my chopsticks and ate the pepper chicken in front of me.

"I did this myself?"

Xu Mingshan was the first to exclaim, as you must know that he is an out-and-out kitchen killer.

He himself often lamented that God gave him a tongue that could eat, but gave him a pair of hands that could drop explosives.

"I'm so good! Oh my god, have all my culinary talents been delayed!"

Xu Mingshan's self-deprecating words ignited the atmosphere in the room. Everyone joked with each other, and the atmosphere was harmonious.