olympian big player

424 Chapter 423 - Gathering of Relatives and Friends
"Hey, what are you doing here?" Bu Lingyun looked at his son who came to the kitchen with a serious face.

"Come here and help, there are a lot of people tonight, can you still shake the spoon?" Bu Zelu looked at the pots and pans in the kitchen, dipped his finger in some sauce and tasted it.

"When you were cooking for the crew, you didn't even count as a seed!" Bu Lingyun said domineeringly.

"I know, I know!" Bu Zelu rolled his eyes, "Isn't it the Legend of Shushan, let alone Tsui Hark, let's see which star can remember a crew man."

In his life, before he became famous, Bu Zelu's father's greatest achievement was that he participated in the crew of the new Shushan swordsman and became the head chef.

It's the old version from 83. Since the filming was on Lantau Island, the crew's food was not available outside, so I hired a chef to cook for the crew. That's what my father accomplished.

He has been bragging about this matter for more than ten years. At the beginning, there was a photo of the crew in their tea restaurant, which was a group photo of the old man and his idol Qiu Guan.

"By the way, when did you learn how to make flower buns?" the old man asked again.

"What age is it? You can learn it just by watching the video. My ingenuity can't be mastered just by watching it! Why, do you want me to teach you?" Bu Zelu joked cheerfully.

"Get out, I still need you to teach me, I taught you the cooking skills that can't be used on the table." The old man said with his eyes wide open.

Don't be shy at home, but in the kitchen, he has the absolute right to speak. Well, the premise is that it is only about pasta and stir-fry, but you still have to listen to mom when it comes to braised food.

"Go, marinate the chicken wings, and adjust the garlic for the oysters!" The old man said again.

"Come on, old Yu, old Yu, you're alive, hurry up and make the sauce, I'll just cut a vegetable for us!" Bu Zelu hurriedly found an easy job.

"What are you yelling, no big or small, I'm your brother-in-law!" Yu Wanjin said unhappily, but still came to the kitchen.

In most families in China, the kitchen is always dominated by men, and this family is no exception. Women chat in the living room, watch TV and wait for dinner.

Bu Zelu hadn't been in the kitchen for a long time, and he couldn't bear to show his hands occasionally, to pay homage to his Chinese stomach, he was really not used to eating Western food all day long.

The cooperation of the three big men will be extremely surprising to foreigners. The kitchen is a woman's world abroad, but here, the three big men should not be too proficient in cooperating in the kitchen.

Bu Zelu chops vegetables, Yu Wanjin handles all kinds of sauces, and the old man handles the spoon himself.

There are many people today. In addition to relatives and friends, there are also a group of engineers from the train crew. There are more than 30 people for dinner. The three of them chatted and were almost ready.

"In our Chinese families, men usually do the kitchen work. Women only need to stay beautiful. Things like oil fumes are not good for the skin..." Bu Zelu smiled and followed the camera in front of him, chatting with nothing.

Old Yu also got a little feeling, and started to introduce the function of some sauces to the camera, but Old Yu was very treacherous, all the seasonings did not report the value, and the word "appropriate amount" passed.

The ratio of seasonings seems mysterious to foreigners, but in the eyes of Chinese, it is really taken for granted. Even if you tell you 15 grams of salt, if you don’t have that brain damage, you can really weigh it and cook it in the pot.

Not to mention some special ingredients, Lao Yu didn't mention it at all. Anyway, sauces are mixed together. A kind of spice, who knows how it is made.

It seems that the old man is practicing 'scallion oil'. In the eyes of foreigners, oil is olive oil, peanut oil, and rapeseed oil, but what is the situation with this scallion oil.

Pass the onions, ginger, garlic and spices through the oil, scoop out these messy things and throw them away, and then use this pot of oil to start cooking other ingredients.

After all, Mr. Bu Lingyun has spent his whole life in Xiangjiang, so it's not like he doesn't know how to cook Cantonese cuisine. In addition, Cantonese cuisine is mainly light, so it won't make a group of foreigners feel unaccustomed to eating it.

After a sumptuous dinner, so many people can be regarded as a party. After dinner, everyone gathered in the yard of the farm in twos and threes, chatting and drinking beer.

And this time, Bu Zelu was also in a good mood, found a piece of wood in the tool room, and was carving small ornaments for the two little ones.

You can't create toys without toys.

"Fuck, little bastard, I'm not done with you today, Yu Debin, I'm going to kill you!" Bu Zelu was sitting on the carpet and carving wood carvings for the two little ones, when suddenly there was a warm current on his neck, and the familiar smell filled the air again nasal cavity.

"Howling, the boy's urine is not dirty, and don't swear in front of the child!" Bu Qingyu hurriedly got up, and ran over quickly holding back a smile to hug the youngest son who was riding on Bu Zelu's neck.

"I, I can't live anymore! You peed all over me again. Just wait for me. In 15 years, I will beat you to death!" Bu Ze rushed out of the living room angrily, holding the clothes on his shoulders.

The people in the living room who saw this scene laughed loudly, but the two little kids didn't know why, seeing that everyone in the room was laughing, the two of them also giggled happily.

Especially Yu Debin, the instigator, laughed loudly.

It was late at night, and Bu Zelu could still squeeze with these female relatives tonight, but he was kicked out by Viniya in an instant.

Bu Zelu, who was lying on the simple bed in the garage, felt uncomfortable all over, and always felt that his head still smelled.

'MD, I can't do it anymore, go to sleep, the Dream Arhat space is activated! 'In order to force himself to sleep, Bu Zelu had no choice but to forcefully activate sleep mode.

"Switch the track mode, the Isle of Man stage." Bu Zelu shouted angrily at the empty tennis court.

After a burst of building blocks shattered, the entire space collapsed, and with a flash of brilliance, it became an empty track.

Different from the real track, there are buildings, forests, and cliffs around. In the space, this is a simple asphalt road with twists and turns.

Except for the ups and downs on the track, there is no scenery around it. In order to look more pleasing to the eye, Bu Zelu asked the system to fill the surrounding area with grass.

The simulation of this track was not very realistic, but during the urban stage, Bu Zelu knew that there were air walls on both sides of the track. This air wall represented the buildings on both sides of the track.

It doesn't feel too good to bump into it, and although there are no other trees on the road, there is also an air wall. Why Bu Zelu knows.

It's all from crash experience. It's obvious that there will be nothing when you fly out, but hitting the "air tree trunk" midway, it doesn't feel too wonderful.

Although there is nothing around the track, and there is no need to have something, from the understanding of Bu Zelu, this is also a kind of systematic training.

You must know that every driver will use some things around him as a reference to perform deceleration and shifting operations during the race.

就好像F1比赛，在弯道前会有（150）（100）（50）这样的小牌子，就是在提醒车手还有150米进入刹车区。

What if there are no such signs around?Drivers will use billboards, trees, and tire walls next to the track as references to slow down.

But the Isle of Man TT is different. Here, there is deceleration, but there is absolutely no brake, so the space does not equip Bu Zelu with the surrounding scenery for him to use as a reference.

The only reference I want is the feeling, staring at the track, at least on the asphalt road, some pot lines, and some asphalt in the gaps on the roadside that have not been repaired, are all very realistic and restored.

Riding on the motorcycle, Bu Zelu started to run with all his strength this time, at least he couldn't fall to his death here, and Bu Zelu also needed to think of his own motorcycle performance as much as possible.

With different performances, his bending routes are also different. Who knows what brand the metallic silver-gray motorcycle in Sleeping Space is.

Although the riding posture is the same, the outer coating is different, similar to fully wrapped metal, this kind of feeling makes Bu Zelu really feel that he is riding the "Six-eyed Demon God".

This motorcycle gives Bu Zelu a strange feeling. If he is a Six-eyed Demon God, he has a feeling of this. If he is a Suzuki Hayabusa, he also has a feeling of this. He even thinks he is a BMW 1000, and he also has a feeling.

Bu Zelu tried to transform the motorcycle into the six-eyed demon god he was riding now, but the space was not enough, but in terms of horsepower, he felt that it was quite similar to the one he modified now.

After all, the specific value cannot be measured. He is just simulating a track, and he cannot simulate all the information of the vehicle.

"Let's play a faster song!" Bu Zelu yelled casually, and the whole space felt like a super-large stereo surround sound. music.

There are only four songs that can be listened to in the space, all of which are the three included in his music scores, and there is also his adaptation of "The Season of the Wind".

Although listening to his own songs is a bit weird, it's better than nothing in the whole space. Bu Zelu at least has a little partner when playing tennis, and this motorcycle doesn't even have an opponent.

He was running at his own pace, without an opponent, and he didn't know what the situation was.

What if you encounter overtaking?Or what about track defense?

None of these spaces are given. If we look at tennis, there should be no driver until he participates in an official match.

But this matter is also uncertain, at least in the tennis space, there was a liquid metal man, the final boss at the beginning.

In addition to targeted training, Bu Zelu still plays games with this all-round metal man, or secretly learns some tennis skills.

Let's run, it's 500 hours, he doesn't know how many laps he will run this night, but fortunately, he can check his average speed, as well as the maximum speed, and the speed per lap.

In the simulated maintenance area, there is a liquid crystal display board, which has his results for each lap, which can be queried.

(End of this chapter)