The flour was in the basin.
Knead, ball, rub, throw. It was like flowing water.
"Hey, you're amazing, brother. Those who don't know might really think that you're some big restaurant's white chef!”Seeing how skilled Lin Fei was at kneading the dough, Huang Bo praised him sincerely.
He had just witnessed Lin Fei's miraculous method of treating the snake venom for Huang Lei at the paddy field. Naturally, he knew that Lin Fei was not a chef.
Thinking of this, Huang Bo remembered that He Xiaojiong had personally run to the road to pick up Lin Fei. He became more and more curious about Lin Fei's identity.
Tong Yaya and the others did not leave either. Once a woman's curiosity was aroused, even ten cows would not be able to pull it away. A talisman could remove the deadly snake venom. What was he doing? Was he a god?
Especially Tong Yaya and Jiang Shuying, their hearts were filled with question marks. How did a delivery boy become a master in the blink of an eye?
Perhaps, he was originally a Master? Otherwise, why would he know how to read fortunes?
Fatty Di didn't think too much about it. His eyes were full of stars. He was so happy that he could finally eat Lin Fei's noodles again.
Men were the most attractive when they were serious, even when they were kneading dough.
What really attracted them was not Lin Fei's handsomeness, but his technique.
Master culinary skills did not only represent the food that was made, but also the process of cooking.
It was like flowing water, natural, and could automatically form a pleasing beauty.
At its peak, it could even form a kind of aura that could cause the onlookers to involuntarily follow his actions.
It was just like when a superstar held a concert, where tens of thousands of people sang together. Everything came from the heart!
This was the biggest difference between skills!
In the live broadcast room, there was also praise.
Just now, Chef Huang was bitten by a snake. His life was at stake. Everyone was trying to save him, so how could they care about the live broadcast? Therefore, no one saw Lin Fei's incredible rescue method.
Of course, Lin Fei's identity was added by He Xiaojiong at the last minute, and the production team didn't give him a special follow-up.
When Lin Fei used a talisman to take Huang Lei's life back from the hands of King of Hell, it immediately attracted the attention of the program team. The director of variety shows, Wang Dayu, felt that he should be able to dig out the highlight of the show from Lin Fei, so he temporarily transferred the camera that was originally filming Chef Huang to follow Lin Fei.
Lin Fei did not disappoint him. Just his kneading skills alone shocked the entire Internet.
Ten minutes later, the dough was kneaded.
Lin Fei tore off a small ball of dough and placed it in his palm. Then, he stretched out his hands.
As if by magic, six chopsticks thick noodles appeared in Lin Fei's hands.
"What? How did you do it?" Yang Mi cried out in surprise. The others were also surprised. Was this a magic trick?
Lin Shou's move shocked the live broadcast room and the audience.
It felt as if he had pulled out six strands of noodles from the dough.
"Awesome!"
"How did you do it?"
"Brother, are you a magician?"
"Master is kneeling and looking at the 20-year-old case!”
......
Facing Yang Mi's scream, Lin Fei smiled and did not answer,
The reason why he personally cooked was not to show off, but to make himself feel comfortable.
The reason was simple, just like how a top tailor couldn't wear clothes bought in the mall.
Now that he had the conditions, Lin Fei did not want to make do with it. If he could be comfortable, why should he suffer?
Lin Fei held six chopsticks thick noodles between his fingers and stretched his hands a few times. A bunch of noodles as thick as a ballpoint pen appeared in his hand.
He sprinkled some flour into the basin, then Lin Fei put the stretched noodles into the basin and tore off a ball of noodles to stretch.
Fatty Deeny had unknowingly moved to Lin Feilin's side and was staring at his hands without blinking. His face was filled with admiration.
Another five minutes passed, and all the noodles were finished. Lin Fei turned to look at the vegetables beside him and smiled."Can I trouble someone to help wash the vegetables?”
Everyone seemed to wake up from a dream." I'll do it." "I'll go wash up."
In the end, Tong Yaya carried the cucumbers, green bean sprouts, and shallots to wash, while Yang Mi helped to make the vermicelli. Jiang Shuying went to boil the water, and Fatty Di and Huang Bo, who had nothing to do, surrounded Lin Fei to watch him cut the meat.
There was about a pound of pork belly. Lin Fei first cut off the lean meat and placed it on a plate for later use. Then, he peeled the rest and diced it.
The knife seemed to come alive in Lin Fei's hand. With a twist of his hand, a piece of flesh fell off. Then, the kitchen knife brought about a dazzling light in Huang Bo and Fatty Di's eyes.
By the time the knife stopped, the whole piece of pork belly had turned into countless diced meat. Each piece was the size of a pinky.
"Master, plates!" As soon as Lin Fei finished cutting, Huang Bo placed a plate beside the chopping board in time. The way he addressed him changed from brother to master.
Lin Fei glanced at Huang Bo and said with a smile,"Brother Bo, your title is a little too big. I can't accept it.”
Lin Fei had a good impression of Huang Bo in his previous life. Although he looked average, his acting skills and character were good. As the best actor, he was definitely a clean stream in the entertainment industry. It was rare for him to have no scandals or scandals.
In this world, Lin Fei did not have a friend. He felt that Huang Bo could be made.
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