gourmet food

Chapter 65
Chu Yunfeng took a deep breath, adjusted his breathing, and then started...

The extreme hand speed was performed again, shocking the two people standing outside.

The copying hand is OK, I throw it, OK again, I throw it, I throw it, I throw it.

Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, Chu Yunfeng throws it once, and Longma throws it once.

What kind of hand speed is this...?Long Ma was completely stunned, and began to doubt whether Chu Yunfeng was in the national team.

I only saw Chu Yunfeng making two bowls in the video before, so I only had a rough impression of the speed of his hand, which I thought was a bit fast.

But the feeling of watching it live was very shocking. From the first sight, I didn't blink, and my entire attention was completely attracted by Chu Yunfeng's movements.

His eyes moved back and forth mechanically between taking out the skin, filling stuffing, and throwing the pot away, almost losing his own subjective consciousness.

Five bowls are lined up in a row, neatly and steadily placed on the kitchen counter.

"Add ingredients", add oil, add soup, cut vegetables...

The five vegetable leaves were weighed together, pressed slightly by hand, and then the kitchen knife passed quickly, and the excess corners were removed.

Two more precise cuts were made, and it was easily divided into four parts. Then he moved his hand to the side, and then he moved it, and he moved it again...

Five portions of vegetables were prepared like magic.

Ma Fu has seen it many times, and has some immunity to such a "wonderful performance", but he is still amazed.

Only Longma, who had never seen "the world", was completely dumbfounded.

Fuck, this is not single for 20 years, it is definitely the speed of being single for more than 50 years, there is no one.

The chef's entire movement is full of confidence. The combination of extreme hand speed and strong self-confidence can produce such a powerful effect.

Have you ever seen a chef lose it blindly while cooking?If so, have you seen him succeed every time?

Fuck, is this damn a cook or an acrobat?
But judging from the live effect, there is absolutely no trace of acrobatic performance in it.

It feels like a perfect performance art, except that the artist is a chef.

Who says chefs can't be artists?
In Longma's opinion, that video was a very failed work and did not reflect the true strength of the chef at all.

When you go back, you must teach the photographer a lesson in the comments. It is so terrible. To dare to take pictures at such a level is simply a waste of natural resources.

Chu Yunfeng started to move again, the kitchen knife started to wave in his hand again, and the shallots started to jump on the cutting board.

Chop chop chop chop chop, chop chop chop chop chop…

The green onions jumped as the kitchen knife fell, rolling on the cutting board.

Then the three people present felt something was wrong.

Due to being too focused, when Ma Fu and Long Ma found out, tears had already started to flow down, and only then did they discover the smoky smell.

Damn it~!Is this poisonous gas?

The two of them were so frightened that they quickly took two steps back, and then they were out of the biochemical range.

But just as his eyes were a little better, his nose started to itch again... Then they both turned around at the same time.

Ahhh~!

The difference between the two was immediately apparent.

Ma Fu quickly pulled out the pocket square on his suit two seconds before he sneezed, then gently shook it with his hand, picked it up and put it on his mouth, waiting for the sneeze to come.

Ryoma, on the other hand, directly put the sleeve of his left hand on his mouth, blocked his mouth, and waited for the sneeze to come.

After sneezing, Ma Fu gracefully folded the square towel and put it in his pocket.

Ryoma, on the other hand, patted his sleeve with his right hand, looking unconcerned.

This action was seen by Ma Fu, and the contemptuous expression did not escape Long Ma's eyes.

Long Ma suddenly felt a little unhappy. I can do whatever I want. It’s none of your business. How dare you despise me.

This time, he felt a little bit of hostility towards Ma Fu.

Yesterday, Chu Yunfeng prepared the shallots in advance and turned on the fan while cutting them, so that the gas that made people cry did not "harm" him.

But because I came too early today, I forgot to prepare it first. I didn't remember it until I started doing it, but I had no choice but to bite the bullet.

After being smoked, Chu Yunfeng could only grit his teeth and endure it. After shedding a few tears, he finally cut the shallots.

Then he began to stare closely into the pot, watching the changes in the water, and silently counting the time in his heart.

According to the time interval, throw the leaves into the pot one by one, it is still so fast and accurate
Put the pot in, put the bowl in, put the pot in again, put the bowl in again...

The rhythm is very steady and there is no trace of disharmony.

perfect!

Sprinkle with green onion!Inject soul!
Put on the chopsticks!Oh, wrong, I have to ask first.

"Do you want chopsticks or a spoon?" Chu Yunfeng asked Ma Fu for his choice.

"I'll do it myself." Ma Fu was not polite to Chu Yunfeng. Through yesterday's contact, Ma Fu found that Boss Chu was a very talkative person.

So Ma Fu put a spoon in each bowl, and then brought two bowls to the table, and only took a pair of chopsticks when taking the last bowl.

Damn it, this fake foreign devil is feeding pigs. He ate five bowls of it so early in the morning. The pigs probably didn’t eat as much as you.

Ever since he was despised, Longma always wanted to find fault with Ma Fu when he saw how he disliked him.

I don't know if it was to balance out my anger or to cover up my "discourtesy" just now.

It was finally his turn, and Longma was ready to order.

"Boss, please bring me two bowls of Chaoshou." Longma shouted carelessly, pointing to the price tag above his head.

This voice naturally attracted Ma Fu's attention. In Ma Fu's view, such a loud voice was the result of an incompetent person shouting like this.

Combined with the performance of this person just now, he has already concluded that he is extremely low-quality and has no sense of public morality.

From the corner of Longma's eyes, he saw Ma Fu shaking his head, and felt even more depressed. I'm so stupid, have breakfast in a small shop, do you want me to act like I'm in a high-end restaurant?

He is really a fake foreign devil who doesn't understand the essence of Chinese people eating breakfast. This kind of place needs to be more grand and casual in order to experience the lively atmosphere.

This is the correct way to eat breakfast in China. Damn it, don’t go out and see who eats five bowls of breakfast like you feed pigs!
The two of them lowered the other's evaluation in their hearts, once again despised the other, and then began to get busy.

Chu Yunfeng pointed to the ordering machine next to him and said, "Order here."

Little did they know that Ma Fu and Long Ma had secretly fought for two rounds, and only the two of them knew what it was like.

"Okay." Long Ma said with a smile to Chu Yunfeng, and then came to the ordering machine.

He still respects the store owner, not to mention such an awesome boss. People with ability have always been respected by Longma.

(End of this chapter)