gluttonous adventure king

Chapter 347 I'll Sing a Nursery Song First

Chapter 347 I'll Sing a Nursery Song First
That's right, this dish is to give the judges a visual impact.

Now at this time, the surroundings are dark. Except for the various stations and a few other competition venues in the distance, there are no places with lights nearby. Everyone can no longer enjoy the beautiful scenery when they are bored. They can only watch Follow the actions of the two chefs.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, it took Fang Hong ten seconds to make a dish. Isn't this a joke?

Even the simplest salad requires many steps to make.

I don't even bother to cut it, what kind of eating method is it, and what kind of skill is it to "hammer" it directly?
Kaya knew that she had lost again.

The judges weren't all that unanimous, though, as one judge didn't like chili.

Fang Hong originally thought that his wonderful pretense could win S, but he only got S-.

In contrast, however, the Turkish team's creamy cucumber salad only got an A.

This is also acceptable.

Anyway, they are all taller than him, and it has formed a situation of keeping a tie and competing for victory. As long as you win or tie a game, you will win.

Victory means qualifying ahead of the group stage.

Fang Hong is not a team that loses after qualifying for a tie.

"Everyone, let's start the main course!"

Over there, Turkey has erected a huge grill, and the Turkish barbecue is actually stacking beef, mutton and chicken, and then peeling it while roasting, and the peeled part is used to make a dish.

The theme chosen by Turkey this time is chicken skewers. Obviously, they want to borrow the aroma of beef and mutton to plump the chicken, and then peel the chicken and skewer it.

It was a long process and time was tight.

And here, Fang Hong began to take a look at the whole situation: "Brother Li, you come to bake the sesame seeds, and add the red oil bowl directly after roasting."

"no problem."

"Old Shang, it's a string." The first string is a verb, and the second is an adjective.

In fact, it can also be said to be skewered.

The difference between Bo Bo Chicken and cold pot skewers is that the skewers are boiled in the prepared Chinese herbal soup, and then mixed with butter. In fact, the bottom of the soup is still hot, while Bobo Chicken is Cold skewers in the true sense.

As for Fang Hong himself, he started to adjust the egg liquid needed for baking cakes.

In 5 minutes, the three of them completed what they had to do.

Fang Hong put the egg liquid in a large basin and put it on the table, next to the Bo Bo chicken. All the vegetarian dishes were cut into squares and put on, while the meat dishes were sliced ​​very thin.

"Kato pepper!"

"It's done."

Fang Hong let out a long breath: "Okay, let's rest!"

The old merchant took out three cups and made three cups of tea. Li Yun wiped off the sweat from his forehead with the towel on his shoulders, and sat on the chair prepared in advance.

However, Fang Hong took out an irregular black box from the pile of spare tools.

When the big box was brought out, no one noticed it, because in this game, it didn't attract attention.

But when it is taken out, everyone can recognize it at first sight. It is a guitar case. Probably only rare and very good guitars will be packed in this kind of case.

Kaya was manually rotating the grill. Looking back, he saw Fang Hong sitting on a rattan chair with his guitar in his arms. He widened his eyes, then turned his head viciously, and continued with his cooking.

"Da la la, da la la, da la la la la." Fang Hong played the guitar, humming with da la la instead of the lyrics.

The old merchant was holding the teacup, gently scratching the tea leaves with the lid, while blowing hot air.

The judges looked at each other in blank dismay: "This..."

"What kind of moth is this?" Only strong Chinese can perfectly express this doubt.

"Hoo, hoo!" There was no other sound except the wind blowing under the kebab stove.

Fang Hong took out his notebook and wrote down next to each other.

After finishing writing, Fang Hong played the chord and the main melody. Of course, playing the main melody with the guitar feels far from the piano, but it can be heard that it is a calm and profound piece of music.

After playing one time, Fang Hong put the guitar aside.

"We see now that Fang Hong, the chef of Chinese Sichuan Cuisine, has finally put down his guitar, is he going to start making the main course now?"

How do foreigners who have never eaten Bo Bo Chicken know that the main course Bo Bo Chicken is ready.

Today's topic is better aroma. May I ask what kind of food in the world dare to claim to have a stronger aroma than rattan pepper?

Of course, if you want to drink cooling oil or toilet water, I didn't say it.

The judges breathed a sigh of relief: "I thought Chef Fang Hong was going to make the main course in the last few seconds, and now Chef Fang Hong has got up."

However, Fang Hong walked to the chopping board, picked up his own cup of tea, took a sip, and then began to pace the grass.

"What is this? Cooking with your mind?"

The recent "Super Power Out of Control" is quite popular.

Finally, Fang Hong stopped, but still did not go to the operating table, but sat down, put the notebook in his hand, and put it on Erlang's lap, then picked up the pen and started writing.

"I see, Brother Gun is writing songs!"

"That's right, Brother Gun has been writing songs when he was resting at the station, and he is still writing songs now."

"Is this really appropriate?"

"Then how about it, to deal with such an opponent, do you still need Brother Gun to deal with it profusely?"

"I haven't heard Brother Gun sing for a long time, I miss you so much."

The organizer also handed a list to one of the judges. The judge clicked his tongue after reading it, and then explained to the TV audience: "Just got a piece of news that our Chinese Sichuan cuisine chef Fang Hong, he personally uses the style of an adventurer. His identity is well-known all over the world, and he is also a double scientist of geology and biology. He himself is the youngest billionaire on the Forbes list. He is a collector and a philanthropist. If a world-class celebrity chef is an adventurer , a biologist, a geologist, we may feel very surprised, but our new information shows that Fang Hong is also a singer-songwriter, often writes songs during his adventures, and has been ranked in the Chinese authority top three on the music charts."

WTF?Audiences from other countries just want to say, what the hell is this man, God packed all the good things that the world can use to him?

In Denmark, a man biting a cigarette pointed to the TV: "See, son of the sea god, when I first met him a few years ago, I thought he was the luckiest person in the world, you know, He sailed the boat casually and found two schools of trout and salmon on the sea that I have never heard of, and it is because of him that I am where I am today."

Fang Hong put down his pen, and gently plucked the strings. There was no main melody, only chords.

Open your mouth and sing: "Time is on the road, peony or cuckoo.

The flowers bloom for only a few days, and the grass is full of green grass.

The sun follows me, and the moon hangs high in the sky.

Go south and go north, smiling faces.

How much heart is bitter, corresponding to those sweet.

How much bad luck, bravely rushing into the dream.

Friendship comes to accompany, thirty-six thousand days.

Stop and look back, it turned out that it was only three years.

The days of being together is a fate,

The world doesn't just see that little bit.

The days without travel are leisurely.

If you want to be bitter, you can only drink a cup of Maojian. "

"Brother Gun, what's the title of the song?" The person who asked was not necessarily excited.

What is this song about?Isn't it a farewell song that is so plain but hidden in the stormy melody?
Fang Hong looked at the camera: "I heard that the music is copyrighted now, and music websites can temporarily upload this song, but I have already given this song away, so it doesn't belong to me."

"By the way, this song is called, Wishing you a better future."

The years are there, isn't it just in our journey?
What's in the journey, isn't it hardship and companionship?

After being together, it is also a fate after saying goodbye, and we can share the joys and sorrows of thousands of miles.

It takes only a few days to melt away and only three years to travel.

This is peony or rhododendron. There are so many flowers in the world. If you want to recall the past, serve a cup of tea and drink the bitterness.If you want to recall the past, cook a dish and taste the salt in it.

"Brother Gun..."

"Are you saying goodbye?"

"Farewell?" Fang Hong put down the guitar: "The time is up, but there is still a result."

(End of this chapter)

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