We are not allowed to brush face here [Quick Transmigration]

Ye Cheng walked into the kitchen and waved his hand at the camera casually: "Welcome to the advertising time of Ye's private kitchen. Since today's meal has been prepared by the beautiful young lady, I will cook a soup for everyone today. It takes about two hours. 10 minutes, just in time for the crabs on the other side to come out of the oven. Everyone eat together."

Qiu Ming is on the other side of the kitchen with a smile on her face. She has almost finished her work, and now she is only waiting for the ingredients to come out of the pan. She is still in the kitchen, slowly carving a beautiful radish flower: "Brother Ye only uses two 10 minutes? I thought it would take a lot of effort to make soup, so I didn’t make it today.”

These words were a bit provocative, and even the bullet screen felt a little subtle, and it flew by, immediately causing a small fan dispute.

Ye Cheng didn't know if he didn't hear it, but he endured it, and instead praised her: "The radish flower carving is pretty good."

Qiu Ming smiled sweetly: "Just carve for fun. Didn't Brother Ye say that he plans to open a restaurant in the future, and the knife skills need to be practiced. Although some people say that it's all about formality, but the chef's level is judged by the knife skills first."

Ye Cheng raised his eyebrows: "What you said really makes sense."

Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Chu Yuanyuan came to smooth things over: "What kind of soup is this going to be? What ingredients are used? Some people in the audience said that they want to make it with you."

Ye Cheng usually cooks home-cooked dishes, with many tricks interspersed in them.At the beginning, everyone was watching the fun, but later on, some people really learned how to cook.

"Let me see what's in the refrigerator first."

Ye Cheng walked into the kitchen, rummaged through the refrigerator, and picked up a few ingredients.

Tofu, ham, mushrooms, bamboo shoots, chicken breast, green vegetables.

When he came back to see Qiu Ming cooking such a large table of dishes, he thought that all the ingredients would be used up.I didn't expect things to be quite complete.

Oh yes, Qiu Ming has been holding back her energy for the past few days, and she plans to perform a big show on the last day, slapping Ye Cheng in the face. She probably doesn't like such a simple ingredient.

Some of the ingredients on the table should be outside the scope of the program group's supply. It is estimated that Qiu Ming paid for it herself.The money-making activity was over, and the program team had already returned the mobile phone and everything to the artist.

Now he is the only pauper.It's such a sad story.

Ye Cheng was immersed in the sadness of having no money, sighed hesitantly, and took out the jar from the corner of the refrigerator: "Today's soup is a bit difficult, and everyone didn't prepare the clear soup in advance, so I guess I can't learn it."

Someone immediately mocked in the live broadcast room.

[I can really blow.In just 10 minutes, what complicated dishes can you make? 】

[After watching it for a few days, I really don’t have fans blowing it so hard, I guess making lychee meat is the pinnacle of his culinary skills.Seriously, isn't it good to be a vase honestly?Tossing about something all day long. 】

[Swipe character settings.If he really wants to open a restaurant, I will eat the keyboard. 】

[These two are going to fight in the ring, right?But Qiu Ming made such a large table, and Ye Yinian only made soup for 10 minutes, isn't this a self-inflicted humiliation? 】

[If you only look at the dishes, Qiu Ming should indeed be better than Ye Yinian. 】

Ye Yinian's fans immediately fought back.

Among the barrages, a few drifted past without attracting any attention.

[This ingredient looks familiar to me...]

[This is not going to be what I want, is it? !If you don't do this well, it will really slap your face! 】

Mu Xuefan slipped in and looked curiously at the jar Ye Cheng took out: "wuli niannian, what is this?"

"Chicken clear soup. It was boiled two days ago. That's why I said that most of it can't be learned. Half of the dishes I'm going to make today are in this soup, so I have to boil it in advance."

He Sheng was already silently washing the ingredients for Ye Cheng, and the washed ones were put in the small basket.

Ye Cheng put the boxed lactone tofu on the chopping board, dipped the knife in water, and blinked at the camera: "Qiu Ming is right, to be a good cook, knife skills are indeed very important, so, to advertise on the popularity of the show." On the last day, I want to show off my skills to everyone."

"I just said that half of this soup is in the pot. Now, I'm going to show you the other half."

……

When Ye Cheng moved the knife and started cutting, he didn't feel anything in the live broadcast room, but the scene was visibly shaken.

He was cutting so fast that he could barely see the movement between the falling and lifting of the knife.In the end, the surroundings were completely quiet, and no one spoke, only the clear sound of the knife falling on the chopping board, and someone who was breathing a little more quickly.

He sliced ​​a piece of tofu from the beginning to the end, smoothed it with his hands, and began to shred it. The whole process did not stop, and he looked relaxed and comfortable.

The barrage in the live broadcast room suddenly slowed down.

[Just kidding, how many knives have been cut, can you still watch the tofu?Is this minced tofu? 】

[Who will tell me, did I just see an afterimage?Even if this speed is really chopping tofu foam, I will take it! 】

[Damn, I really want to make Wensi tofu? ?Can he do it? ! 】

[When you enter the water, you will know whether it is a mule or a horse. 】

Maybe he was too shocked and ignored the speed of time, as if Ye Cheng had finished cutting in the blink of an eye? !He picked up the tofu with a knife and prepared to put it in the clear water prepared aside.

Mu Xuefan stopped him: "Wait, wait. Are you going to put it in the water?!"

Ye Cheng was inexplicable: "Otherwise?"

Mu Xuefan seemed to be more nervous than Ye Cheng, she swallowed: "I mean, before letting go, do you need to pray or something?"

Ye Cheng laughed, didn't speak, but gently pushed the tofu into the water.

For a moment, all eyes will be focused on that ordinary porcelain basin.The big cameraman even took two steps forward and gave a very clear close-up of the porcelain basin.The chef has been completely pushed aside by the camera brother, and only the porcelain basin and the tofu in it are left in the camera.

The tofu is soaked in the water, and there is no self-consciousness that attracts attention at all. It still looks like it was all in one place when it first entered the water.

The air is quiet for a few seconds.

Ye Cheng was very calm. He took a pair of chopsticks, bypassed the big cameraman, and gently stirred in the basin.

There was a sudden change in the porcelain pot. With the stirring of the chopsticks, all the tofu scattered, like a goddess scattering flowers, filling the whole pot with water in an instant, with distinct roots, like hair strands.The most shocking thing is that there are no other flocs in the water except for the floating shredded tofu, and the water is almost clear.

Chu Yuanyuan took the chopsticks from Ye Cheng's hand, and picked out a few from the basin, so that the camera could capture the width of the shredded tofu more clearly.

No one speaks, whether it is a ready-made person or a person in the live broadcast room, thousands of words are combined into one sentence.

shit.

……

Next is shiitake mushrooms, winter bamboo shoots, ham, chicken breasts, green cabbage leaves, even cut and processed, but this time no one came to squeeze him away, so piles of filaments quickly appeared in the small bowl next to the chopping board Come.

In the live broadcast room, no one used bullet screens to ridicule or doubt. After all, the tofu is cut like that, so you don’t need to look at the other ingredients, right?

The chicken clear soup is boiled, and the processed silk-like ingredients are thrown in one by one, boiled after adding the seasoning, and then scooped up and put into the soup pot.In the chicken clear soup in another pot, shredded tofu has floated to the surface of the soup.

Ye Cheng scooped out the shredded tofu with a colander and put it into the soup basin. This soup was memorized.

Ye Cheng clapped his hands: "Okay. Two and ten minutes."

……

Ye Cheng took off his apron and explained: "Wensi tofu is a famous dish that is very particular. I can see how fast I cook it, but it actually took a lot of effort to cook the soup base before. So there is no pre-boiled soup base. If you only do this, learn how to cook it." No taste."

While wiping his hands, Ye Cheng said, "If everyone wants to see the chicken soup clearly, I'll show you how to do it live when I get home."

After a while, someone in the live broadcast room questioned his soul: [I can't learn this dish, is it because I didn't cook the soup base in advance? ! 】

Immediately after him, someone answered him: [No, it's because you don't have those hands! 】

[How many years do you have to practice this hand?Didn't Ye Yinian's family have been chefs for generations? 】

……

Qiu Ming didn't make any further comments on Ye Cheng's "cooking knife skills". Ye Cheng seemed to have forgotten that Qiu Ming's words were barbed before, and the last dinner was very enjoyable.

At night, Ye Cheng went downstairs to drink water, and met Qiu Ming face to face.

There was no one around, Qiu Ming's voice was very low, with a smile on her face, but she said sarcastically: "Brother Yinian is really hiding something."

Ye Cheng nodded, very calm and thick-skinned: "Thanks for the compliment."

Qiu Ming's eyes were cold: "But brother Yinian, there are so many roads in this world, you already have enough, why bother to crowd others to nowhere. It's not good for you to do things right."

"There are so many roads in this world, none of which is engraved with someone's name, and everyone walks according to their own ability. I let you do it because of affection, and not letting you do it." Ye Cheng raised his eyebrows, "Girl, you can't Because others don’t want to let you go, so why not have such a big resentment.”

Although Ye Cheng bragged with 009 that night that he wanted to cook all eight major cuisines, but in the past few days, all he cooked were ordinary home-cooked dishes. After all, it was an entertainment variety show, not a show-off competition.Presumptuousness is not appropriate.Moreover, Ye Cheng went to work every day and only came home in the evening. If Qiu Ming wanted to, she could take turns with Ye Cheng. There was no such thing as one taking the limelight.

Qiu Ming didn't take any action, and waited until the last day to come out, and ran on Ye Cheng inside and outside.Ye Cheng originally wanted to use the soup base to make a vegetable tofu soup, but she pushed her out and upgraded directly.

Didn't you mean knife work?I will come to knife work with you.

Ye Cheng laughed: "Or, if you want to step on others, if they don't let you step on it, it's a big sin?"

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