Was this endless?
Does he really think that my house is a treasure vault and that any random thing is a treasure?
Why didn't he think about it? Was this possible?
He remembered that when he was washing the dishes, he had broken at least four or five of these plates.
Her husband did not even frown.
Therefore, this was definitely not a treasure.
It just so happened that he could use this opportunity to make these people restrain themselves.
It was to prevent the live broadcast room from going astray.
This is a pure gourmet live broadcast room.
Thinking about it, Su Wen Wan was rarely high-profile.
He took the initiative to speak.
"Alright, if you want to bet, come on. If my husband can't make it, I'll take a close-up shot of that plate.”
The moment this sentence was said, it immediately aroused the interest of many people.
Many of the audience members who had been paying attention to the food immediately turned their attention to the plates.
Could it be that he could witness the birth of another treasure today?
"Yes, it's not a lot of money, but it's still okay to bet a dollar of love.”
"Count me in. Since there's a treasure, we can't take it for free, right?”
"Let's go together!"
In an instant, the live broadcast room was flooded with bullet comments.
The audience placed their bets.
Su Wen Wan couldn't even look over.
It couldn't be helped. The number of people in the live broadcast room was too large.
Even if one out of 100 people participated, it would still be thousands of people.
He was about to make a fortune!
He was a little excited.
Su Wen Wan pointed the camera at Ye Tian.
In order to avoid gossip, he even took a close-up of his hand that was about to wrap the pie.
Everyone stared at him intently.
Ye Tian held the fist-sized filling in his left hand and placed the dough in his right at the bottom.
Then, his hands began to tremble slightly.
Everyone exclaimed.
The thumb-sized dough was like flowing water, covering the dough.
In less than ten seconds, the stuffing was evenly covered with a layer of dough.
Because the skin was too thin, everyone could clearly see the stuffing inside through the outer layer.
However, after watching Ye Tian turn the fist-sized pie around in a 360-degree circle, he was shocked.
No one saw any damage.
Soon, Ye Tian put down the dumpling.
Then, he dug out a ball of meat stuffing from the plate.
This time, it was even bigger than the previous one.
However, the dough that was pulled out remained unchanged.
It spun and shook again.
The second pie was done.
His skin was even thinner.
Then, the third and fourth.
Especially the fourth one.
Countless gasps sounded in the live broadcast room.
Everyone was afraid to miss any details.
Ye Tian had already made two fist-sized fillings for the pie.
The dough remained unchanged.
Finally, it took shape. The skin was as thin as a cicada's wing, almost transparent.
Everyone was afraid that it would burst at any moment.
But Ye Tian, who was bold and skilled, wasn't worried at all.
He estimated that four pies were enough for breakfast.
He directly turned on the frying pan and applied a thin layer of oil.
The four pies were placed into the pot one after another.
His fingers gently pressed on the surface of the pie dough.
With a sizzling sound, the dumpling began to take shape.
What was shocking was that the pie did not crack at all under the high temperature.
Instead, as both sides were fried to a golden yellow, it became extremely tempting.
At this moment, no matter what kind of thoughts he had, he had forgotten his original intention.
The saliva in his mouth spread and he could not help but swallow.
This was because every Chinese had a dream of having a thin skin but a big stuffing.
She had been forced to do this since she was young.
It was better in the early years. The snacks and breakfast stalls used real materials, and the people doing business were also honest.
Whether it was buns or pies, the filling was sufficient.
However, due to the limitations of his craftsmanship, he could only make it bigger.
If he wanted to eat more fillings, he could only make the buns or pancakes bigger.
As for now, in order to earn money, it was already a blessing for the unscrupulous merchants to be able to eat the filling in a few bites.
Therefore, this dissatisfaction would become more and more intense as they grew older.
That was how it became like now.
The number of viewers in the live stream room had already reached 300,000. Everyone's attention was completely attracted by the small pie.
They all stared at him for more than ten minutes.
The pie was finally out of the pot.
In the end, there were no cracks.
The surface of the pie was fried until it was golden and charred.
Ye Tian then threw some sesame seeds at her, pushing her to the salivating Su Wen Wan.
"Heavens, what a blissful streamer! Tears flowed down from the corner of her mouth.”
"Give me a bite of this divine pie and I can live ten years less.”
"This craftsmanship, this grasp of fire, this grasp of strength, it's simply amazing.”
"Lonely Boss, you're here too?"
"Hehe, it's the breakfast of the Master Chef. Wouldn't I regret it for the rest of my life if I don't take a look?”
The Lonely Cantonese Cuisine Man typed with a smile and then added,""Old Xu, I know you're here. Hurry up and express your opinion. You're a professional in terms of cooked wheaten food!”
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