Entertainment: Signed by Boss Yang at the Beginning

The program team also sent a photographer to follow.

According to the address sent by Wu Xiaoman, Archie drove over.

At the door of the hotel.

Li Guoliang and the island chief were already waiting there.

"Mr. Li Shi, the mayor of the island, good morning!"

Zou Wenping walked over and greeted the two of them.

Li Guoliang responded with a head.

"Xiao Zou, good morning!"

"Uncle Wu and the others are still resting, let me take you to the kitchen!"

Zou Wenping nodded.

Under the leadership of Li Guoliang and others, they arrived at the kitchen of this hotel.

It is indeed the kitchen of a five-star hotel.

This area is really big!

And all kinds of kitchen utensils and seasonings are available.

Zou Wenping rolled up his sleeves and started making soy milk first.

Then do all the preparatory work before frying the fried dough sticks.

busy.

Mr. Wu brought Wu Xiaoman and others to the kitchen.

"Xiao Zou, get up so early!"

"Brother Wenping, good morning!"

"good morning teacher!"

Zou Wenping responded with a smile.

"Good morning to you."

"I'm used to getting up early."

"Wait a minute, I'll start frying fritters right away."

Wu Xiaoman and Mali Twelve walked over.

"Brother Wenping, is there anything I can do to help?"

"Yeah, I can do it for you, even if you tell me!"

Zou Wenping thought about it.

"Xiaoman, cook the soy milk."

"Twelve, help me pour a bucket of oil into the pot, and then heat it up!"

Hearing Zou Wenping's order, the two began to get busy.

Wait until the oil starts to churn.

Zou Wenping threw the finished flat noodles into the frying pan.

Then the pair of long chopsticks flipped gently.

Soon the flat pasta begins to puff up.

And gradually turned golden yellow.

Except for Mr. Wu and Zou 813 Wenping who were present.

The rest have never seen fritters.

Not to mention, seeing the production process.

Zou Wenping took out a few fried dough sticks and put them on a plate.

Wu Xiaoman and others immediately surrounded him.

Mari Twelve exclaimed.

"All of this is really amazing!"

Wu Xiaoman also exclaimed.

"This golden color looks so appetizing!"

"I can't help it!"

Wu Xiaohuan asked curiously.

"Is this a fried dough stick?"

"Why does it look like a bread stick?"

Old Man Wu smiled and nodded.

"I haven't seen fried dough sticks for a long time."

"My favorite thing to do when I was a kid."

"It's just sitting around the side selling fried dough sticks, watching other people fry fried dough sticks, and it's a day at a glance."

"I haven't tasted the taste of this fritters for a long time."

Zou Wenping shaped a few pieces of dough.

Then put it in the pan.

"Then you have a good taste today."

"By the way, Xiaoman, twelve."

"You two make some bean curd."

"Three bowls are salty, three bowls are sweet, and the rest are reserved for soy milk."

"No more delicious than any other!"

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Wu Xiaoman laughed.

"Not today. After all, I just learned to make tofu brain yesterday."

"I'm excited, that's why I think about Bibi competing."

"I'm going to learn all the salty and sweet tofu brains, and I'll wait until I return to my new home."

"Whatever flavor Grandpa wants, I can make it for him."

Mari Twelve also nodded with a smile.

"Metoo!"

Done.

Two people started to make tofu brain.

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Mr. Wu nodded in satisfaction.

That unruly and willful Wu Xiaoman.

To be able to become so quiet and virtuous.

This time I came to the country of Tyre, and I really gained a lot!

Wu Xiaohuan was a little envious.

Until now, I still can't cook.

And his own sister can already do the same.

If I had known earlier, I had also stayed at the Chinese restaurant that day.

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in the hotel.

Li Guoliang had already made people, and reserved a large private room.

soon.

Fried fried dough sticks, as well as ready-made soy milk and tofu brain.

All were brought to the table.

Look at the fried golden fritters.

Old Man Wu smiled.

"My favorite when I was a child was to eat fried dough sticks with soy milk, or tofu brain."

"The slender hands rubbed the jade for a few searches, and the green oil was fried until it was tender and deep. Sleeping in the spring at night is not serious, and the beautiful woman in the dress is wrapped in gold."

As he said that, he took a bite.

The fried dough sticks are crispy.

The taste is very good.

Then he took another mouthful of soy milk and swallowed it.