I used to be a liar, but now call me a cooking god!

Xie Guobao said, "I just got a pancake made by Master Jiang in my hand, and I was afraid that I was dreaming. If I pinched it and felt the pain, I was not dreaming."

The cameraman was angry: "Then why did you pinch me?"

Xie Guobao realized what he had done. The problem was that if he pinched a friend, it would be fine, but if he pinched a stranger, he would be beaten.

His eyes turned anxiously, and he pointed at the camera that was crooked when the few people were playing and said; "If I say that I pinched you to remind you that the camera is crooked, would you believe it?"

The cameraman: ... I believe you!

He looked at the pancake that Xie Guobao was still holding with both hands, holding it like a rare treasure, and stretched out his hand like lightning, tore off a piece and stuffed it into his mouth.

"I believe it, of course I believe it."

Now it was Xie Guobao's turn to be dumbfounded.

Looking at the pancake that was half the size, he quickly put it into his mouth. His fingertips were so hot that he was reluctant to let go.

The pancakes were crispy and tender, and the aroma of various small ingredients mixed together to form a particularly delicious pancake, which was better than he had imagined and even better than he had dreamed of.

But when he thought about missing a bite, he regretted it so much that his intestines turned green.

Why didn't he put the delicious food in his mouth quickly? Why was he messing around there?

At their stall, people were scrambling to eat and surrounded by a group of people. People passing by were very curious. Some people even came forward to ask. When they heard that they came specifically to buy pancakes, they were shocked.

"The pancakes sold by that young man are not particularly unpalatable. Everyone who bought the pancakes said they were unpalatable. Why are there so many people?" The owner of the stall selling fried chicken strips was shocked.

"It's really unpalatable. The pancake is the same pancake, and the egg is the same egg. The pancake he made is so unpalatable that people don't want to swallow it. If I didn't see it every day when I set up a stall, I would have wanted to ask him to return the money."

The owner of the stinky tofu also grumbled.

The wonton owner watched the whole process and explained: "You didn't know it because you came late. The pancake owner's master came. It is said that he is here to teach him how to make pancakes. His skills should improve in the future and won't taste so bad."

Fans from all walks of life came to the pancake stall. The line was quite long. Some people were already standing in front of the wonton stall. After hearing what he said, they corrected him: "It's not that the skills will improve, but that they will soar to the sky and be so delicious."

"You are really kidding."

"Who is kidding? Anyone who has been instructed by Master Jiang, even if they are a kitchen idiot, will become a kitchen master. It's guaranteed, you know?"

These bosses go out in the wind and rain all day long, and have never paid attention to any food videos. They don't know and don't believe it at all.

"Becoming great overnight, you're not talking about a chef, you're talking about a god of cooking."

"Yes, the god of cooking."

Bosses: ...

At this moment, Dai Fan had finished his pancakes, and he was eager to try, "Master, I have digested a lot of what you gave me, and now I'll make one for you to see."

He took a deep breath and started making pancakes with a small spatula.

When the batter was poured into the pan, Dai Fan found that the batter that the master taught him to mix was easy to use, with just the right viscosity. When he poured it on, the spatula turned lightly, and the batter automatically followed, without any feeling of being unsmooth or sticky.

He turned it three times and turned out a perfect round pancake.

"Don't be dazed, beat the eggs and spread them evenly." Jiang Zhou reminded him.

Dai Fan quickly beat the eggs, and in order to avoid overturning, he beat them with both hands.

After a quick operation, the pancake was ready. He cut it, leaving a small piece, put it in the bag, and handed it to Jiang Zhou with both hands.

"Master, please try it."

The sauce and batter are fine, and the next issue is the heat.

After taking a bite, Jiang Zhou said: "The egg is not tender enough, the pancake skin is not turned over fast enough, the back is over-fried, and there is a bit of bitter burnt taste. Don't fry the lettuce on the pan. The raw crispy and sweet taste is what we want."

The people in the program group are used to the situation that Master Jiang will find a lot of problems even though the food is delicious.

But when Master Jiang said that the pancake is bitter, he was still stunned.

"Master Jiang said that the pancake skin is bitter on that side. Did you taste it?"

"No, maybe I have a rough taste."

"Although it is not as delicious as Master Jiang's, it is already very delicious and I can't taste it at all."

"I didn't taste the bitterness, but I tasted the fragrance."

...

Dai Fan learned his lesson and started making pancakes again. After making two pancakes, he still didn't achieve the effect that Jiang Zhou wanted.

He glanced at the pancake pan and said, "I'm using the highest heat. Don't try to follow my lead. You don't have my hand speed or my skill. You can't control it at all. Use medium heat."

Dai Fan hummed and turned up the heat on the pan.Medium heat, and then, suddenly, I don't know how to start.

"Master, what rhythm should be maintained on medium heat?"

Jiang Zhou shook his head. He had demonstrated several times just now, all at a fast pace, and Dai Fan used a stopwatch to record them. Now he changed to medium heat, and Dai Fan couldn't grasp the rhythm.

"Forget it, I'll demonstrate it again. Watch carefully. If you can't feel the heat, just remember this rhythm."

Jiang Zhou walked to the pot again, and Dai Fan immediately opened the stopwatch page on his mobile phone and watched without blinking. Next to him, Chen Zihang kindly helped him record it in a notebook.

Jiang Zhou picked up the spatula and scooped the batter. The small spatula started to move, turning the batter to beat the eggs, turning over and spreading the sauce, all in one go.

Because it was medium heat, the speed was much slower than the highest heat. It took 1 minute and 43 seconds to make a pancake. It happened that the people in the queue behind were anxious and shouted that they were hungry and wanted to buy pancakes.

Jiang Zhou casually put the pancakes in a bag and handed it to Xie Guobao who was standing in the front. He also took the QR code that he had put behind him when he was packing up and put it in the front.

Xie Guobao was still a little stunned holding the pancake. A whole pancake made by Master Jiang?

Seeing that he didn't move, Jiang Zhou asked while smearing eggs on the second pancake: "Don't you want it?"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Xie Guobao reacted and immediately took out a red bill from his pocket and put it in the money collection box next to him. He went to the side with the pancake in his hand.

Jiang Zhou made more than a dozen in a row, and his movements were uniform. When the first pancake was packed, the batter of the second pancake had been scooped out. When the right hand was turning the batter, the left hand had already got the egg.

Even the aunties who stayed in the kitchen all year round had to admire his agile movements.

A fan in the live broadcast room was surprised to find that the time he took to make each pancake was almost exactly the same. In order to make sure that his guess was correct, the fan turned on the stopwatch to see.

When they saw the sixth pancake, fans screamed.

"Friends, great discovery, Master Jiang took 1 minute and 43 seconds to make each pancake, exactly the same time, this is too amazing."