"Fillet steak, sirloin steak, ribbon-eye steak..."
Yu Nong arranged different types of steak that were suitable for everyone.
With the knife in his hand, the blade cut into the beef. It moved quickly as if it had its own spirituality and instantly appeared in the shape that he wanted.
Each steak was shaped like a full half moon.
"It's cut so beautifully!"
Zu 'er cried out in surprise.
Huang Lei chuckled." How can a steak cut with a kitchen knife worth hundreds of millions not be beautiful?”
The others were also a little curious. Everyone knew that Yu Nong was the most particular about cooking. Every detail was considered perfect.
"I'm not particular. I just cut it casually.”
It was casually cut…
"Really?"
Zu 'er's eyes lit up. The others were also surprised. They didn't expect that there was such a particular way to cut steak.
Yu Nong laughed at himself." I don't really believe it, but I can't deny that it looks much better this way.”
"Yu Nong knows so much. I can't even remember how many times I've sent this bullet comment.”
"Haha, my mom is watching it with me now. She even cooks for me according to Yu Nong's instructions. Unfortunately, the taste..."
"My dear daughter, I see it (smile)."
"666, haha!"
...
"How do you want the steak?"
"Put on the charcoal fire."
Yu Nong magically took out a few purple-black pieces of wood from the house.
Huang Lei felt strange.
"Little Yu, where did you get this wood? The mushroom house doesn't seem to have it.”
"Oh, I prepared it myself."
Huang Lei grabbed a piece of wood and looked at it, his eyes almost popping out.
"Little…Xiao Yu, you didn't take the wrong piece of wood, did you?!”
"What happened to Teacher Huang?"
He Jiong rushed over. When he saw the wooden block clearly, he covered his mouth with an " ah ".
"Yes…"
Yu Nong turned his head and nodded with a smile." That's right, it's Zi Tan."”
Purple sandalwood?
Everyone was stunned.
Are you sure you're not kidding me?
"Purple sandalwood? Is this really red sandalwood?"
"Tsinghua University's chief examiner is telling you, I don't know either.”
"It's red sandalwood. My family owns a furniture factory. Is Yu Nong crazy?"
"Day day, red sandalwood is used as firewood. This is the first time I've seen it in my life!”
"I'm convinced. I'm completely convinced. My poverty has limited my imagination.”
...
"The color is purple-black, like rhinoceros horn. The heartwood is blood-red, and there is sandalwood…It's definitely Zi Tan."
Huang Lei shook his head. He was truly convinced.
"Aiyo, silly child, you can't defeat me!”
Everyone sighed in their hearts. They could probably buy a small car now.
Purple sandalwood was known as the " king of wood ". It could only be used after a thousand years and was extremely precious.
The red sandalwood sticks that Yu Nong took out were at least 15 centimeters in diameter. One could imagine their value.
He was truly a prodigal.
"I'm fine…"
Yu Nong smiled." Sandalwood has its own fragrance and less smoke. It's the best charcoal material.”
"But you can't use it as firewood!”
Song Dandan glared at him." In ancient times, even emperors weren't as precious as us. They used red sandalwood as charcoal for barbecued meat.”
Zu 'er couldn't help but sigh." Brother, I know you're rich, but this is too extravagant.”
Yu Nong expressed his helplessness. Was he to blame?
These were the materials provided by the system. He did not want them either.
Yu Nong's charcoal fire grilled steak was in a deadlock because Song Dandan and Huang Lei were determined not to allow him to use red sandalwood as charcoal.
Yu Nong suddenly remembered.
Yu Nong opened the lid, and the alluring fragrance spread out like a volcanic eruption.
"Wow! It smells so good!"
Yu Nong scooped a bowl for her and instructed,"Be careful, it's hot!"
"Thank you, brother!"
Zuer's eyes curved into two crescent moons.
The second bowl was for Baby Ying.
This was the soup Yu Nong had specially made for her, Ying Bao told herself.
Everyone was already impatient.
Each of them took a bowl and blew on it while putting it into their mouths.
"Wow, I can smell the fragrance through the screen. I really want to drink it.”
"How many tissues does this show cost me in a day?”
...
The production team's people were also drooling. Wang Zhengyu wondered if he should ask for a bowl later, even if he had to exchange it for money.
He got up early every day to film shows. He also had stomach problems.
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