Ode to Longevity

Looking around, Feng Qingge was not very familiar with the placement of the ingredients, so she found a few large tomatoes, and then moved her steps to the outside. After this delay, half of the cigarettes were already burned.

Do you want to use tomato as the main dish? As for the side dish, you must know this Ruixue volcano, but only these two things can appear. What about white, what to choose?

Gongsun sneered, waiting to see Feng Qingge's joke. Everyone in the volcano knows to choose red vegetables and fruits, but white stumped some people, and the combination of white and red stumped another group of people.

Picking up the kitchen knife on the side, slender fingers touched the tomatoes of different shapes, Feng Qingge's mouth hooked upwards, and his right hand swiped lightly, the cold light of the blade brought a sharp light, and quickly cut it open. tomato. When the kitchen knife slashed, the tomatoes on the cutting board were still the same as before. Feng Qingge held the tomato with his left hand, and the kitchen knife in his right swept across the tomato, moved the tomato to the kitchen knife, pressed the tomato with his left hand, and turned it around at will. , the tomato slices spread out like a circle have been neatly placed on the plate.

What a handsome knife! He Lanbo's eyes lit up even more. He didn't expect Feng Qingge's knife skills to be so good. The tomato slices of moderate thickness were like peacocks with open screens, layered on top of each other, and the juice inside the tomatoes did not flow out a drop, and they were in good condition. stored in tomato slices.

After laying the last layer of tomato slices, Feng Qingge grabbed a handful of sugar and sprinkled it into the tomatoes. Suddenly, the mountain-like tomato was covered with a layer of white snow, delicate and delicate. The sugar is laid, and a dish has been completed.

"No, that's not it, this is Ruixue Volcano, tomato mixed with candy?" He Lanbo's jaw was about to fall. He had scratched his head just now on this topic. No use, just made this dish!

what!

Not only that, but even Gongsun upstairs clenched his hands tightly and looked at the people below in astonishment. How could it be possible, she, she really made it, Ruixue volcano, it is actually cold tomato mixed with sugar! The assessment of Chaoyang Sect is actually that simple! Damn, why didn't he come up with it after thinking about it for so long!

Raising her eyebrows and looking at the big man beside her, Feng Qingge smiled and said, "I don't know if I can pass the test?"

"Uh, this, count..." The big man's face is not very good-looking, who would have thought that this question would be so simple, tomato mixed with candy would have said it earlier, I have to get some Ruixue volcano toss, Chaoyang Sect's way of questioning Also different.

Picking up the chopsticks, the big man coughed lightly: "Doing it well doesn't mean you can pass it, let me taste it, if the taste is not good, it still won't work!" Anyway, he has the final say, not to mention what delicious tomato mixed with candy is. It's all the same flavor, and that's it when it's time to pass it off.

Thinking like this, the big man picked up the sliced ​​tomato and watched the juice of the tomato tick down. He dipped it in a little sugar and sent it to his mouth at will.

Okay ah?

He Lanbo wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, looked at the big man opposite, opened his eyes at that moment, his pupils almost stared out, but he didn't say a word.

"Okay, have you passed, you have to send me a letter!" Too lazy to wait for the big man, He Lanbo quickly picked up the chopsticks beside him, picked up a piece of tomato, and sent it to himself.

At that moment, Helanbo's pupils shrank, and he stared at Feng Qingge in awe, the wrist holding the chopsticks trembled, but the next moment, he jumped straight up, squeezed his chopsticks tightly and shouted: " Me, I've never eaten such a good tomato mixed with candy! Too, it's delicious!"

"This sweet and sour feeling, the indescribable taste, the full tomato juice is completely integrated into the pulp, the sour feeling is like the naughty and naughty sourness when I was a child, this sweet white sugar is wrapped around the tip of the tongue, my tongue is fast Numb, refreshing, sweet and sour combination, delicate taste, one word, pass!"

"..." It's just a tomato mixed with sugar, should I say so much... Feng Qingge is speechless, this dish is not as good as Helanbo said, but she used the usual method to preserve the deliciousness of the tomato, So the taste is much better than normal.

When most people cut tomatoes, the juice will flow out, and the pulp will be damaged. No matter how much sugar is used to make up for it, there is no way to cover the sour taste. The pulp itself is sweet and slightly sour. Add sugar to reconcile the sweetness. A little bit into the pulp, the effect will be better.

"Pass, pass." The big man's face didn't look much better. This ordinary tomato mixed with candy can be made like this. It's different. Could it be that she is really a disciple of the master chef?

He quickly wrote his name on the notebook, and Feng Qingge smiled.

On the other hand, Helanbo stared at the name on the paper, and said with a frustrated face: "Feng Ershui, your words are too ugly..."

"...My name is Feng Xunbing." What is Ershui? Feng Qingge is not good at writing brushes, and she can't control the soft nib. There are dozens of names on other pages, but hers is in extra-large font, and the ice characters are not well written in the middle. It's really wind and ink group Ershui.

Feng Qingge's old face turned even redder, and she coughed: "I was too tired to hold the knife just now, my wrist is not very good, and the writing is a bit ugly."

This is more than a little ugly, this is ugly crying, okay!

He Lanbo was too lazy to follow Feng Qingge to entangle this matter, touched Feng Qingge's arm with his elbow, frowned and said, "This is your first time to participate in the competition, do you know the rules of the Chaoyang Sect?"

Looking at Feng Qingge's blank face, Helanbo knew that he was wrong. How could Feng Qingge know such rules in his first competition? He clutched his forehead helplessly, followed the trend and explained: "Chaoyang Zongmen's competition is divided into three competitions. The first competition is a literary fight, which mainly tests the literary talent of the contestants. The second competition is a martial arts fight, mainly The test is the strength of the contestants."

"You can become a student of Chaoyang Sect after these two assessments. The cooking competition will be divided into three competitions after two months. The topic is decided by the elders of Chaoyang Sect. The first place will get the kitchen knife." Speaking of which, Helanbo scratched his hair and said helplessly: "The assessment of Chaoyang Sect has always been tricky and weird, and many contestants have been planted on it. There are couplets, poetry, painting, calligraphy... With your dog crawling, it is estimated that you will just admit defeat in this game."

"..." I'll go, no! Feng Qingge's eyes widened, she never expected to take calligraphy in the exam. The calligraphy here is her pain, let alone calligraphy and painting, she can't pass the painting test!