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- "Is this the ice girl?" Pingyang pushed open the door of the small box in the restaurant of the Deep Purple Arena, took a first look, and could no longer look away.
Not only Pingyang, but also her teammates from the Red Hot Chili Peppers, and everyone except Xiaoxiao, all of them were looking at the ice sculpture in the center of the dining table. []
That ugly half-meter-high ice cube has become a perfect work of art after being carved by the fat chef. The half-meter-tall Crystal Maiden waved the staff in her hand, as if she wanted to wash away all the sins in the world.
What makes people even more surprised is the face and eyes of the Ice Girl sculpture. Gazing into the eyes of this ice sculpture, it is as if you are seeing a real living person standing there. Those beautiful eyes contain expressions of love, groans of pain, attachment and desire for life.
"What a masterpiece!" Pingyang walked into the room, his eyes never leaving the Ice Girl statue: "No matter how good the meal is, it's enough to see this work of art."
Pingyang said this to help Xiaoxiao step down, but Xiaoxiao didn't appreciate it very much: "This is decoration, do you understand? It's like the carvings in the dishes. The function of this thing is to set off the atmosphere. What's really important is What¡¯s more, it¡¯s the taste of the food. I didn¡¯t waste so much effort just to let you see the ice sculptures.¡±
Pingyang finally no longer looked at the ice sculptures, but stared at Xiaoxiao curiously: "What tricks can be done by boiling mutton?
"Of course!" Xiaoxiao was obviously very confident: "You will know after you try it, and I have prepared not only boiled mutton for you, but also lamb breasts." Xiaoxiao pointed at the Ice Girl statue and motioned for them to take a closer look.
When everyone got closer, they discovered the mystery. The crystal on the ice girl's skirt was not reflected by the light shining on the ice, but because of the thin and almost transparent flesh attached to it.
This is the real meaning of Fat Chef carving this ice sculpture. Use ice sculptures instead of plates to hold these meat slices. The temperature of the ice can sterilize and make the meat slices taste more delicious.
"Is this raw?" Xu Hao suddenly frowned and asked.
"Xiao Xiao has already said the word "ÇJ", why are you asking about raw and cooked food?" The fat man stared at the ice sculpture and swallowed secretly. The reason why the fat man is so hungry is because he knows the skills of the fat chef, and also because This statue is so attractively carved, the plump peaks of the Ice Girl are blocked by a layer of icy gauze. If Fatty was the only one in the room, Fatty would definitely try to pull off this layer of gauze.
"Kuai?" Master Xu is an all-round master in science, but also a retarded person in liberal arts. Not to mention that he doesn't know which word kuai is, even if he does, he doesn't understand the meaning of the word. Master Xu said angrily: "Why did you learn to be a devil? I don't want to eat this stuff."
"Learn from the Japanese?" Pingyang suddenly realized and said with a smile: "You mean to learn from their sashimi? Mouse, you are so ignorant. Almost all Japanese culture is learned from us, including food culture. Raw fish We had this dish more than 4,000 years ago. We call it Yuxi or Yusheng. Have you heard of the popular idiom? The word "ÇJ" above refers to this kind of extremely thin slices of raw meat."
"Is this our traditional food?"
Pingyang nodded: "Of course it is our traditional food. Almost every cuisine has this way of making raw meat slices."
"Then let me try it. I have never eaten raw meat in my whole life." After finishing the novel, Xiao Xiao picked up a piece of meat on the ice girl's skirt and put it in front of his eyes. It was crystal clear and could be seen clearly through the meat piece. silhouette.
"Did you cut this by yourself?" Xu Hao couldn't figure out how to cut this thing.
"The one who cut it out, Big Fatty's knife skills are absolutely unrivaled. I guess the person who used to cut Lingchi with nine hundred and ninety-nine cuts had this skill." Xiaoxiao took a small bowl of dipping sauce and placed it in front of Master Xu: "Dip it and try it. Try it, the big fat man personally prepared it for us."
Xu Hao dipped the meat slices with dipping sauce and brought it to his mouth, but he never dared to put it in his mouth.
Just like that, the fat man snatched the dipping sauce, took several pieces of meat, dipped them in the dipping sauce and stuffed them into his mouth. Fortunately, he is a fat man who is not shy about food and drink. He eats much more happily than Master Xu.
"Is that so?" Everyone stared at the fat man. Most of the people in this group had never eaten raw meat.
"It's fragrant and fresh. There's no mustard in this dipping sauce. It tastes really good." The fat man put his hand on the ice girl's skirt again.
Chen Suqing pulled the fat man and said, "There are still guests here, let's just give it a try."
Pingyang felt funny and relieved when he saw the painful expression on the fat man's face when he retracted his hand. Fatty means that Chen Suqing will not be wronged. Pingyang looked at Xiaoxiao: "Did Master Fatty make this ice sculpture and these ingredients?"
"Fat Master?" Xiaoxiao was puzzled at first, but after thinking about it, he realized that Pingyang was talking about Fat Chef: "Yes, he did it all."
"Can you let me meet this master?" Pingyang heard Fatty and the others talking about Fat Chef when he was a guest at Fatty's house. After seeing this statue of the Ice Girl, Pingyang became even more curious.
"We'll see it again during breakfast tomorrow, he just went to bed."
Pingyang looked at the time: "Go to bed at seven o'clock?"
Xiaoxiao pointed to a box of Luzhou Laojiao in the corner: "There were six bottles of it an hour ago, but now there are only five bottles left." Xiaoxiao pointed to the large plates of mutton slices on the food shelf: "There were still six bottles of it an hour ago. Twenty kilograms, now only seventeen kilograms left.¡±
The novel is vague, but everyone knows what the novel is. Three pounds of mutton and a bottle of Luzhou Laojiao are the results of the fat chef's one-hour battle.
Tian Yiyi said: "Everyone, please stop standing and sit down quickly. After a day of freezing and tiredness, everyone is probably hungry. Eat some mutton and drink some wine to relieve your fatigue. It doesn't matter if you drink a little too much. The club has already The guest room is ready." Tian Yiyi turned to the coach of the Red Hot Chili Peppers and said: "They have to play tomorrow. Don't let them drink too much. We brothers need to have a good drink."
The coach of the Red Hot Chili Peppers is also a cheerful person: "No problem, I will risk my life to accompany you today."
The visitor is a guest, the coach of the Red Hot Chili Peppers sits in the main seat, and the Red Hot Chili Peppers players sit down one by one. People like Shen Zi sit at the bottom. Their task is not only to accompany the guests to eat and drink, but also to pour wine and tea and serve dishes and meat.
I saw that every wine glass was filled with wine, and every two people had a plate of mutton and a plate of vegetables in front of them. Tian Yiyi, the person in charge of Shenzi, said: "We will start the wine later. Everyone is hungry. Let's try the meat first to see if it is as good as a novel."
Chengdu is far away from Tiandu. People like Red Pepper have been in the car all day. They didn¡¯t have a good breakfast or a good lunch, so they were already starving. After listening to Tian Yi¡¯s words, they all picked up the mutton and put it into their meals. In the small alcohol-shabu-shabu in front of you, rinse it a little, dip it in the dipping sauce and put it in your mouth.
Everyone had a slightly dull expression on their faces, and Xiaoxiao couldn't stop laughing when he saw this scene.
The soup is the top-quality bone soup made by Li Xiaoyang. After getting it back, the fat chef added more ingredients and cooked it for a long time. The dipping sauce is carefully prepared by the fat chef, which is far from comparable to those on the market. Xiaoxiao had tasted it with Fat Chef an hour ago. After taking the first bite of the snack, he was stunned for a long time. He has been eating mutton-shabu for twenty years. There is no doubt that this time is the most delicious. In comparison, Dong Laishun Shabu-shabu and Fat Chef's Shabu-shabu are not the same. Within the level.
Pingyang gave Xiaoxiao a thumbs up, and before Xiaoxiao could react, he returned his attention to her little shabu-shabu. It wasn't just her, hunger and this delicious food made everyone unable to put it down. Chopsticks, even Master Xu, an alcoholic, temporarily forgot his love for wine.
The so-called "drinking for thirty years" means that at the beginning of the banquet, everyone is asked to drink three glasses of wine together. After drinking these three glasses of wine, you can do whatever you want.
In the past, Shen Zi, a group of drunkards, would control their thirty-year-old drinking within two minutes, but something unexpected happened today. It's been almost twenty minutes, and the thirty-year-old wine has not been finished yet.
In twenty minutes, almost everyone had eaten seven or eight taels of meat, some vegetables and some lamb breasts. Of course, it's not always the case. For example, Fatty, for example, he had already lost a pound and a half in the same time that others had eaten seven or eight taels. If Chen Suqing hadn't pulled the corner of his clothes, he hadn't noticed that everyone had picked up their wine glasses and was waiting. He is alone.
Tian Yi said: "After the last drink, everyone can do whatever they want. When you come to Shenzi, you are coming to your own home. There will definitely be enough wine and meat. Everyone will eat and drink well."
Everyone shouted in agreement and took a big sip of wine together, with a faint blush appearing on their faces.
Wine is good wine, and meat is good meat. Even if people playing in the game tomorrow can't drink too much, they will still have a lot of fun.
"The season is almost over. In the last two games, we want the right to advance. We can't afford to lose. Girl, I won't hold back tomorrow." Pingyang drove the fat man away with a glass of wine and sat on the fat man's seat and said to Chen Suqing.
"In the last two games, we want the championship, and we can't afford to lose. Sister, we won't hold back tomorrow." Chen Suqing also said with a confident smile.
"Friendship is friendship, work is work, we sisters have a drink, and we will get together again after the fight." Pingyang raised his wine glass.
"Let's meet again after the fight!" Chen Suqing collided the wine glass with the Pingyang wine glass, and the two drank down the wine in one gulp.
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December 8, Saturday, 1:30 pm.
Tiandu: The temperature is minus nine degrees, the northwest wind is level 3, and the sky is clear and cloudless.
The thirty-seventh round of the Second Division League is about to begin. The deep purple, the first in the league, will face the red pepper, the fourth in the league, with one point difference between the two teams.
There is still half an hour until the game officially starts. Now in the Deep Purple Arena,?It has already ushered in the highest attendance rate since the arena was built, and the number of people is still increasing.
Seventeen hundred spectators were sitting in their seats, some chatting with their companions, and some waiting quietly.
Lao Zhang and his party are still sitting in the best seats. Next to Lao Zhang was originally Zhang Xiaoyan¡¯s exclusive seat, but today Zhang Xiaoyan didn¡¯t come. A fat boy sat there, stuffing popcorn into his mouth.
Lao Zhang patted the fat boy on the head and told him to eat less. He turned to Liang Liang and asked: "When will Xiao Yaner be born?"
"Just these few days."
"You came to watch the game these days," the fat boy said in a pretentious manner.
"How come you, a junior high school student, come to watch the game?" Liang Liang stared at the fat boy.
"My dad brought me here, do you care?" The fat boy made a face at Liang Liang, then turned to talk to Lao Zhang: "Dad, will we win?"
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