Running Man Live, I'm Angkor

Wu Li held the chopsticks in his right hand to lead the golden dragon galloping, and with the left hand he picked up the chopped green onion and salt prepared earlier, and sprinkled it in slowly, and he was eaten by the golden dragon in a blink of an eye. Embellished on the golden dragon, it turned into a piece of colorful dragon scales.

Old Man Sun stared in a stunned manner. Shao Qing, the golden dragon came out of the pot. Following Wu Li's raised wrist, it flew into the dinner plate placed beside him, and continued to spin, until it stopped for a while.

Wu Li put down the bamboo chopsticks and took a small knife, but saw a silver flower flashing past, the egg that was about to be formed by the residual temperature was carved into a lifelike dragon, and two green onions that had been deliberately cut into large ones. Blocks, just dotted above the binoculars.For a time, the aroma was overflowing, the golden and transparent scrambled eggs were steaming, and the dragon scales trimmed by the blade trembled slightly, as if they were about to come alive.

The previous video was not on the scene, and you can deceive yourself to fake it. This time the fried egg was seen with your own eyes.

The old pumpkin looked at Wu Li stupidly, to make this dish, one is the technique, the second is the skill of dressing the pot, and the third is the mastery of the fire.Because it is too difficult, it has been abandoned and disappeared more than ten years ago.

It's not bad for an ordinary chef to make three eggs into one plate. Like Wu Li, he can use five eggs, and he can cook it perfectly. In just a few breaths, he can carve into a dragon, and find all the ancestors. Not one.

The skill is close to the Tao and is called a god. As the egg liquid solidified, the trembling dragon scales finally stopped.

Wu Li picked up the rag and wiped his hands, while Old Man Sun and Old Man Li picked up chopsticks trembling all over.Just as he was about to clip, he was photographed aside, "I made this for my woman, don't even think about it. Lu Yun, see off the guest."

Chapter 470 Delicious scrambled eggs and the sadness of eggs

"Hey! Wu Xiaozi, you are too inauthentic. If you want to drive us away, let us have a bite. Last time, we ate a bean sprout, and this time we have to have a bite."

Hearing that Wu Li was going to drive them away, Old Man Li and Old Man Sun quit. This little bastard is too immoral, right?When we cook such a good dish, let us finish it and then drive us away, why are you so immoral?Isn't this the same as the couple entering the bridal chamber, just taking off their clothes and not letting them have sex? It's too torturous.

snort!

You know it's hard, don't you?

The two little old men's frantic looks came into their eyes, and Wu Li finally spit out the previous resentment.My wife and I were there to adjust the weather, you bastards, calling one after another, apprenticeships, and challenges, and you didn't let me in and didn't leave.If I don't bother you once, I'm too sorry for myself.

As the saying goes, revenge doesn't last overnight, and if we have revenge, we will report it on the spot.

"Hurry up, I don't welcome wicked guests here."

"What are you crazy about?" Little Pumpkin got angry.

"Shut up." The old pumpkin turned his face and said in a deep voice: "Master Wu, the old surname is Cui, and Tim is the president of the Kyushu Chefs Association..."

"Get the hell out of here." Wu Li felt disgusted when he heard this official tone, what happened to the Chefs Association, you want to use this name to press me, are you worthy?I'm not afraid of Didian Sports, but I'm afraid you are the president of the Chef Association?

"Lu Yun, what are you waiting for, hurry up and drive these bastards out. Tell your eldest brother, don't put such old bastards at home in the future. If you trouble you, I will trouble you too."

"Who are you scolding?" Little Pumpkin got angry and pointed at Wu Li and scolded.

"If you want to take the kitchen utensils away from me, it's up to you?" The extremely cold eyes were like a big gun pointed at the heart, and the little pumpkin who wanted to scold again suddenly stopped moving.

The two old men Sun Li were stunned!

"Cui, what do you mean?" Old Man Sun's family is very difficult to talk about, but Old Man Li doesn't care about that. "You didn't say that when you came here."

President Cui's face changed eight times in a row, and he never thought that Wu Li's mind would be so transparent.As soon as he reported the number, he guessed the meaning.

"Cough cough."

"Get out now!"

The two little old men who found that the situation went wrong put down their chopsticks, glared fiercely at Old Pumpkin, turned around and left.Before leaving, Old Man Li scolded by name, "Fatty Cui! Cui Dakang! This time we are not over. Others are afraid of you, but my surname is not afraid of you. How amazing."

Old Man Sun gave him a hand and walked towards the door with a dark face, but this time they lost their faces.If it was just the two of them, things would never have gotten to this point.After being messed up by Fatty Cui, how could they have the face to come to the door in the future.

Chasing away these unsuspecting guests raised his eyebrows, Wu Li felt an indescribable disgust in his heart. The martial artist's intuition told him that this matter was not over yet. Just kill him.

Wu Li held the kitchen knife fiercely, and while he was hesitating, a sweet and boring voice came in: "Dear, is the meal ready?"

In the lively live broadcast room, Sect Master Huang, who was still in the Yamen prison, laughed and looked at President Liu.

President Liu looked at Yang Mi's brows, and his eyes suddenly turned green.

"Your wife is so pretty, sorry I forgot, it's your ex-wife. Hahaha... ex-wife..."

"Huang! Teach! Lord!"

"Hahaha, come here if you don't agree, come and bite me, if you don't come, you are my grandson." Master Huang picked up the sneakers that had not been changed for more than ten days, and threw them at President Liu's face.

With a big shoe print on his forehead, President Liu looked at Yang Mi, who was full of beautiful eyebrows on the screen, like a gasoline barrel full of gasoline and a lighter thrown in, and it exploded with a bang.

The little patrolman in charge of them picked up the microphone smartly and started the live broadcast with an excited voice, "Friends from the audience, friends from the audience, there are only three days left for our leader Huang and President Liu to be released from prison. Now they What is going on is their 268th battle. The previous win-loss ratio was 213 wins, 53 draws, and 3 losses. Leader Huang is in front and President Liu is behind. Will President Liu still create miracles this time?"

"Darling, is this plate of eggs made for me?" Yang Mi pulled up the fiery red skirt, and the sweet and greasy voice sounded like two spoonfuls of honey in the white sugar that just came out of the factory.

Before Wu Li could answer, Fan Bingbing floated in first, "This is made for me, right?"

"I want to eat, I want to eat." The baby also came.

"Hahaha, your wife is so rude." President Liu, wearing a tattered coat, laughed and loosened his clenched fists, pointing to the tablet on the table outside the fence, squinting his eyes at Huang bishop.

The baby, who ran to Wu Li's side, hugged Wu Li's arm, and the two big bees in front of Hungary rubbed and rubbed, like a arrogant kitten.

Sect Master Huang's liver trembled with anger.

President Liu, who had only eight teeth left, was rolling on the bed, with both feet swaying happily, mocking him as he kicked: "Anyway, I'm divorced, I don't care. Unlike you, You have to wear a cuckold every day. Let me take a look, alas, you are so handsome, you are almost a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle. Should you be called Da Vinci or Michelangelo?”

I am grass mud code!

Cult Master Huang was so angry that he threw himself on President Liu and punched him. The posture of beating people was extremely evocative. He covered his trousers with his left hand and hit the bridge of his nose with his right hand.

President Liu, who had been beaten and experienced, raised his hand to block the block and bent his right leg. In the only three victories, he would hit the key point of the leader Huang each time.The second time, a big kick kicked him and didn't dare to move for eight hours. It was sour and he couldn't miss it to this day.

In medicine, the pain that humans can feel is divided into 10 levels. The higher the level, the greater the pain.When a woman gives birth to a child, the pain is about 7 to 8. Unfortunately, the pain of a man's egg explosion has reached a terrifying ten.

No matter how strong a man is, a kick in the skirt can kill him.

Come on, just give me one chance, one chance, and I'll let you experience the feeling of having a baby again.