"Really? Can I really come?"
Ye Tian's words made the Cantonese Cuisine Lonely Man feel excited.
"Master Chef husband, go ahead. The more you call us, the more excited we will be!”
Accompanied by the words of the Lonely Cantonese Cuisine Man, the audience who were watching the show also followed suit.
Some of them even started to send small gifts.
"F * ck, all of you are crazy. Do you not understand? Do gifts not cost money?”
Ye Tian was half dead, but there was nothing he could do.
On the other hand, Su Wen Wan was already smiling like a flower.
Ye Tian didn't care about the anxiety in his eyes and thanked everyone.
Feeling helpless, Ye Tian glared at his wife.
Then, he turned around and brought the cooked rice down.
He held the lid of the steaming clay pot with one hand and poured it over with the other.
He reached the bottom of the pot under the tap and turned it on.
With a sizzling sound.
White smoke rose.
The live broadcast room instantly fell silent.
"The hands of the Master Chef husband are really not afraid of heat!”
"Awesome, you dare to press the lid of the rice that has just been cooked. Moreover, it's such a good clay pot with a good temperature.”
"I can't even do it with this move.”
"Lonely Big Boss, is there anything special about this move?”
"There's nothing particular about it. The actual purpose should be to quickly lower the temperature at the bottom of the casserole to prevent the rice crust from becoming dry and hard under continuous heating, affecting the taste. He didn't need to use his hands to get it, he could just use a glove or a handkerchief. The difficult part was the control of the heat. He had to pinch the rice grains when the water was about to be cooked and cool them down to completely remove the mold.”
The moment the Lonely Cantonese Cuisine Man finished typing.
Ye Tian also stopped.
He pulled a plate over and placed it on the dining table.
He lifted the bottom of the clay pot as if he was lifting the lid.
Then, he shook a slightly charred semi-circular rice ball onto the plate.
"F * ck, a clay pot can produce such an effect?”
He looked at the rice on the plate.
Everyone widened their eyes.
No one would be surprised if a non-stick pot or rice cooker could produce such an effect.
However, no one had ever seen a clay pot with a strong suction force that could remove all the rice that had just been cooked.
Before everyone could appreciate it.
Ye Tian had already placed a spoonful of rice on top of the rice ball.
Katz.
With a crisp and pleasant knocking sound, a hole was knocked out of the crispy rice crust.
Ye Tian then chopped it into small pieces, mixing it with the rice.
"Uh, my chest hurts. Can't you take a few more glances at a good piece of art before breaking it?
"I know. My husband is taking revenge. Don't stop me. I want a gift. Come on, hurt each other!”
"F * ck, did I offend you just because I was eating?”
Ye Tian was completely speechless and couldn't help but glare at the giggling Su Wen Wan.
"Do you want more or less rice crust?"
"More. I like rice crust the most. I didn't expect you to still remember my hobby even though you lost your memory!”
Su Wen Wan was very satisfied.
She took the rice Ye Tian had brought her.
He tried to put it into his mouth.
Then, his big eyes shone again.
She hadn't expected that Ye Tian would be able to make such a difference from an ordinary bowl of rice.
She knew very well what the taste of her rice was like. It was the Northeastern rice that was sold in supermarkets.
However, after Ye Tian had tasted it, the taste had risen to a whole new level.
Not only were the crystal clear grains distinct, but their elasticity and toughness were also much stronger.
When he ate it, even his teeth could feel the happiness of bouncing.
In addition to that crispy and delicious rice crust!
It was simply crispy and did not feel dry or hard at all.
It turned out that rubbing with rice had such an effect.
No wonder her husband would rather not get any nutrition than to scrub for such a long time.
Su Wen Wan felt that she could finish the entire pot of rice even if she didn't need any vegetables.
However, the food was already so delicious. How could he not try the dishes?
At the first moment, she had already looked at the Crystal Glutinous Pork that she was looking forward to the most.
Ye Tian had already picked the Crystal Glutinous Pork out of the ice and placed it on a plate.
Looking at them now, they were crystal clear.
Reaching out her chopsticks, Su Wen Wan gently pressed down.
With a cracking sound, the crystal shell cracked.
However, in the next moment, her face revealed disappointment.
Ye Tian was taken aback by his wife's reaction.
"What's wrong?"
"Why isn't there any juice flowing out of your Crystal Glutinous Pork? I waited so long for nothing!"
"Just this? Haha!"
Ye Tian grinned.
"What are you laughing at? It's true. The Manchu Han Imperial Feast's Guru Pork has juice flowing out with just a pinch. It looks so tempting.”
"So, with your culinary skills, it's very difficult for me to explain it to you.”
Ye Tian smiled without saying a word. For the first time, he took the initiative to look at Su Wen Wan's live comments, his face full of amusement.
"Host, I think I can explain this to you.”
Soon, the bullet screen of the Lonely Cantonese Cuisine Man floated by.
"Oh? Lonely Big Boss knew what that stinky fellow was laughing about.”
Su Wen Wan's attention was immediately attracted.
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