The second generation

Fang Dongsui thought that perhaps he was tired, so he answered, stopped asking, raised the corner of his mouth and started cutting meat with a kitchen knife.His knife skills are fair, his hands are well coordinated, and he handles the chicken neatly, and his movements are becoming more and more comfortable.

Ye Xiang turned his head to watch his movements, a smile slowly formed on the corner of his mouth.

The kitchen knife was very solid, and the chopping board was ringing non-stop, and the audience in the live broadcast room wandered along with their thoughts.

[Magnolia Perfume Scent]: Wow, Fang Dongsui's meat cutting movements are very sensitive and skillful, and the fingers of his left hand are still clasped to fix the chicken, which looks quite experienced.It seems that Fang Dongsui's cooking skills are really good...at least this knife skill is good.

[Bear and cute]: It’s actually a spicy and delicious spicy chicken.

[The bead curtain is falling]: Well, it's barely okay, let's see the results before drawing conclusions.

In the process of stir-frying, his movements became more and more proficient. He put the onion, ginger, garlic, pepper, dried pepper and sesame into the pot and quickly stir-fried, and then poured cooking wine. in the air.

The photographer uncle stood beside him, and couldn't help swallowing several times, obviously because the spicy taste stimulated his taste buds and made him hungry.

The audience in the live broadcast room couldn't taste the spicy chicken, but they saw Fang Dongsui stir frying quickly with his hands, the heat and the amount of oil were arranged in the right amount, and the control was proper, which was obviously not something a novice could complete.

Looking at Fang Dongsui's action of pouring down the chili pepper, everyone couldn't help being stimulated to tears, and felt that it was already spicy to the bone.

The skillful movements left some of the black and black and suspicious audience speechless, but some people still choked out a few words of disgust, such as bad income, bad taste, and not as good as a chef, but these people are all possessed The eyes of the serious viewer are lowered.So they could only silence their voices, their hands on the keyboard stopped, and the bullet screen was once again occupied by rainbow farts.

Fang Dongsui put the spicy chicken on a plate, and it was spicy and fragrant.He held up the plate and handed it to Ye Xiang, squinting his eyes, like presenting a treasure: "Senior, take a look, Ang~"

Ye Xiang nodded and smiled faintly: "Very good."

"Thank you, senior, for your compliment!" Fang Dongsui heheed twice, his eyes bent.

The next moment, he gently placed the porcelain plate on the table, but he didn't know which string he touched for a moment, a white light flashed in his mind, and he vaguely realized Ye Xiang's purpose.He couldn't help shaking his head, and couldn't help being sweet in his heart.

Next to him, Ye Xiang still straightened his back and carefully placed the bad fish fillets in the pot on a plate, without even giving him the slightest look.

But Fang Dongsui still raised the corners of his lips, glanced at him narrowly, his eyes were filled with a smile, and began chatting lively with the audience in the live broadcast room again.

"This dish is spicy chicken, everyone should be familiar with it... Why don't we take a look at the bad fish fillets made by the seniors, hiss—it smells so good!" He approached the kitchen table, bent over and sniffed it, and immediately sighed , I couldn't hold back my drooling thoughts for an instant, and my big eyes were full of anticipation.

The bullet screen slid up and down, pulling more and more viewers into the live broadcast room.

Fang Dongsui glanced at Ye Xiang who was smiling, and randomly picked up a rolling pin from the table.

He grinned mischievously, pretended to have a microphone on his lips, and pretended to be a reporter to communicate with the audience: "Everyone, please come and see me. This is a remote kitchen on the west side of Tanyang Ancient City. What we see now is a well-known kitchen. Mr. Ye Xiang, known as "National Treasure" (with quotation marks)!"

Ye Xiang's hand holding the tray almost couldn't hold it steady, and trembled, his face didn't tense up, he let out a snort, and then covered his face and laughed.

Fang Dongsui was heartbroken, and laughed along with him, but asked, "What are you laughing at, senior?"

Ye Xiang put down the tray, leaned over to look into his eyes, and raised his eyebrows lightly: "Can you say I look like a panda?"

"It doesn't look like it?" Fang Dongsui blinked, handed the rolling pin under Ye Xiang's lips, coughed, with ridicule hidden in his eyes, but asked calmly, "Everyone knows that Teacher Ye I like to cover my face with my hands, don’t panda cats often cover their faces with their paws? They also have distinct black and white eyes, don’t they?”

Barrage: Yes yes yes yes yes! ! !cute love!

The contrast is insane.

Ye Xiang suddenly laughed, he did have this little habit, and now Fang Dongsui teased him about it, it's quite funny.

Fang Dongsui continued to cue him again, tilting his head, with a weird and clever expression: "Pandas like to eat bamboo the most, I wonder if senior likes it or not?"

Ye Xiang's eyes were doting, and he followed his raised eyebrows, walked to the side, and opened the green-skinned bamboo steamer that had been steaming shrimp dumplings silently.

The audience realized that there was another mystery here, and immediately shouted, wanting the photographer to shoot the camera.

Crystal small shrimp dumplings, the orange-red shrimp meat inside is smooth and delicious, and the thin dumpling skin is transparent like crystal, wrapping the shrimp meat is mouth-watering.

Fang Dongsui blinked: "It seems that senior really likes bamboo. This kind of breakfast food steamed in a bamboo cage is very delicious. It is not only refreshing but not greasy, but also delicious. Ah, I just look at it now, and it's almost delicious. I can't help it, I want to taste the taste of minced shrimp. Everyone said, is it... If this is the case, please support us a lot." He blinked his eyes and looked at the camera, and his smile made a group of viewers mad.

[Annual ring memory]: Uh, I would like to make a sincere suggestion, Sui Sui should switch to gourmet live broadcasting... Tell me that I am hungry, the old hot pot that I ate half an hour ago seems to have evaporated.

[Cantonese-style Shrimp Dumplings]: +1, crazy hands up!Sui Sui think about it.

Fang Dongsui sneered.

He picked up the phone, glanced quickly at the bullet screen, and didn't know what he saw. Suddenly, he had an idea, smiled and said: "Hey, I found that there are many audiences who are very interested in the performance of the senior tonight." , please allow me to ask seniors a question on behalf of them for the time being."

He handed over the "microphone" and asked solemnly: "In the performance tonight, senior will play the role of Emperor Han Cheng, so how will you perform it?"

Asked here, Fang Dongsui's heart thumped, and he looked at him eagerly, wanting to hear his answer.

Ye Xiang lowered his eyes, facing Dongsui's dark eyes above him, his heart moved, he raised his lips slightly, and looked at the other person firmly: "You must not lose beauty, and you must not go away with fine wine..." His deep eyes could not see the abyss clearly.

Fang Dongsui looked into his eyes strangely.

But Ye Xiang glanced at Fang Dongsui with a smile again, brushed his slightly curly hair indiscriminately, and said with a low smile: "It's just that one person has many faces, so you can't make a decision in a single word. How to interpret it will only be discussed at night, huh?"

Fang Dongsui nodded in a daze, paused for a while, and flexibly changed the topic to the noon food competition.The audience was obviously very interested in this, and following his words, they began to look forward to which guest could be loved by the residents of the ancient city and earn points.

A total of four dishes were written on the cardboard received earlier, and now they are all finished, and the time is about to jump to 12:30, they will not delay any longer. After cleaning up, they hold their trays and walk in the snow in the ancient city .

On the way, Fang Dongsui couldn't hold back his curiosity. He moved over, stood next to Ye Xiang, and asked in a low voice, "How is senior going to perform? You have been practicing dancing with me before, and it seems that you haven't talked about this topic."

The snow was slippery, and both of them walked more slowly.Hearing this, Ye Xiang turned his head to look at him, and said in a soft tone: "You really want to know?" There was a different taste in the soft voice, like thick chocolate syrup, spreading indulgently in the cold snow.

Fang Dongsui really wanted to know, so he nodded awkwardly.

I don't know if the cold air entered his body, Ye Xiang said in a hoarse voice: "Only delicate and realistic performances can truly touch the most fundamental part of a character. To interpret a character, you don't have to simply become him, but to maintain the same spirit as him." State. When emotions break out, you have to figure out by yourself, adjust your own emotions, and combine them into one."

He stopped, leaned into Fang Dongsui's ear, and whispered, "According to unofficial history, he seems to be greedy for beauty... Then I will..."

The voice was sticky and scary, Fang Dongsui gave him a surprised look, trembling uncontrollably, stomping away quickly, barely concealing the blush on his cheeks.

Ye Xiang, who was left behind, shook his head and smiled, looking at the stiff back, he let out a long sigh.

He really wanted to resolve this relationship as soon as possible, otherwise, sooner or later, he would be seduced by Fang Dongsui and couldn't bear it any longer.She is so shy and active, but she doesn't know how to seduce people. Dong Sui possesses all kinds of opposites. She really wants to...

Want to bully severely.

The author has something to say:

"Delicate and real performance..." This passage refers to Baidu - the method school in performing arts.