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21 Grandmaster Cooking

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Wu Jing and Fang Bai had a good relationship, to the extent that they could expose each other's shortcomings.

Since he had nothing to do anyway, he simply crossed his arms and stood in the kitchen, wanting to see Fang Bai embarrass himself.

Xie Nan was also a little embarrassed." If it's really not possible, let's go to a restaurant.”

"I'm fine." Fang Bai skillfully tied an apron and washed his hands. Then, he began to tidy up the ingredients.

Earlier, Xie Nan was cutting beef and accidentally cut his hand.

Fang Bai naturally would not make such a low-level mistake. The kitchen knife seemed to come alive in Fang Bai's hand. Fang Bai followed the lines of the beef and cut open a large piece of beef.

The technique was clean and neat.

He could even remove the fascia that affected the texture of the beef while maintaining the size of each piece of beef.

Wu Jing looked at Fang Bai in shock." F * ck, your knife skills are amazing!”

Seeing Fang Bai so skilled, Xie Nan heaved a sigh of relief. At the very least, Fang Bai was much better than him in terms of cutting skills.

He would not even think of removing the fascia.

Fang Bai quickly processed the ingredients skillfully.

They were all home-cooked dishes.

Stewed beef with potatoes, stir-fried cabbage, stir-fried pork with green peppers, loofah egg soup, Mapo tofu, and a plate of braised chicken wings.

To Fang Bai, it was not difficult at all.

Of course, although these dishes were simple, they also tested one's skills the most.

Fang Bai's smooth and fluid operation, coupled with his perfected technique, directly made Wu Jing and his wife's mouths open in shock, unable to speak.

Wu Jingfa looked at Fang Bai in a daze and joked," My goodness, bro, your culinary skills are probably even better than Chef Huang's in the life you yearn for. When the time comes, we'll turn the tables and take his position as the head chef!”

"I don't want to offend anyone." Fang Bai said helplessly. He put the beef into the clay pot and started to stew it. He was also preparing the chicken wings.

"That's true." Wu Jing nodded and smelled the fragrance coming out of the clay pot. He was not very hungry, but his stomach was growling at this moment.

Xie Nan gulped. Her performance wasn't any better than Wu Jing's.

After the braised chicken wings were done, Fang Bai also scooped out the meat slices that had almost been soaked in the egg liquid. The egg liquid had the effect of tenderizing the meat like tender meat powder.

Before Fang Bai soaked the meat, he had already used a special technique to massage the meat slices. The meat now tasted better than when he used tender meat powder.

He quickly stir-fried the ingredients and meat slices and began to make the third dish.

Mapo Tofu, Luffa Egg Soup, Stir-Fried Cabbage.

While cooking, he had time to add potatoes to the beef.

When the dishes were done, the beef and potatoes were almost ready.

Five dishes and one soup!

When Fang Bai brought the dishes to the dining table, Wu Jing, who had been unable to hold back, quickly got the food.

The three of them sat down, and Wu Jing and Xie Nan started eating like crazy.

Wu Jing's eyes lit up as soon as he took the first bite." Oh my god, it's even better than the chef of a five-star hotel. This is the best braised chicken wing I've ever eaten in my life."”

Of course, in the end, he added out of instinct," Of course, my wife is the exception.”

"I'm far inferior to Fang Bai.”Xie Nan took some time to explain while eating.

The meal was finished cleanly, not even leaving any side dishes on the plate. Fang Bai put down his chopsticks when he was full.

Wu Jing and Xie Nan, on the other hand, were holding on.

The two of them stuffed their stomachs until they were round. They collapsed on the chair weakly and did not want to move.

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