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Text Chapter 21 The most special taste

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    Why don't you get the recipe for the Man-Han Banquet when you're having a moving meal?  Chen Keyi looked through Shen Weiwei's recipe and was really shocked: It's so detailed!  A thick volume, heavier than the Kangxi Dictionary.  This is not the kind of introduction that you will find out once you meet a girl.  Each of the 108 dishes has a detailed introduction to the production process, and each step is accompanied by a color picture; the content is so detailed and the structure is so complex that it is simply unimaginable.  At least on the market, I have never seen such a publication.  It is no exaggeration to say that this cookbook can definitely be called a sunflower manual in the chef world!  Uh, when I came across some martial arts secrets, I thought of the Sunflower Book "Where did you steal this thing?" Chen Keyi asked curiously. Intuitively, he felt that Shen Weiwei's path was not simple.  .  The old scalpers rubbed their hands even more excitedly. They never expected that they would have such a good meal today!  "You don't need to worry about this. I have a clever plan." Shen Weiwei put down the menu and smiled slyly: "Today at noon, I will make you an appetizer first, tomato scrambled eggs!" Everyone almost fainted. ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? ouring¡¯sing up to a?Manchu-Chinese banquet, with a full show of style, and ending it with a tomato scrambled egg, is this any different from the national football team asking a famous European coach to lead the team, and then being beaten to the ground by a ninth-rate Asian team, is that any difference?  ¡°In the final analysis, it is just a decoration to deceive the broad masses of the people.  Only Chen Keyi was different. She let out a long breath: Scrambled eggs with tomatoes are good. No matter how bad her cooking skills are, she can't turn the scrambled eggs into black sesame paste.  Do you really want to eat the Manchu-Han banquet she made?  Let's all go to the hospital and reserve a bed "Weiwei, let me help you." Several best friends in the same dormitory volunteered to go into the kitchen, but Shen Weiwei sternly refused: "None of you should interfere, today the cooking god Shen Weiwei will  , I bring you a delicious plate of tomato scrambled eggs, so that you foodies can see what it means to make the most ordinary dishes taste the most special!¡± With a ¡°swish¡± sound, the kitchen door was closed.  Closed tightly.  Humming "I'm not afraid of spicy food" in my mouth, I started my experience as a chef.  A circle of people around the table were waiting anxiously, listening to the clattering sound in the kitchen.  But a picture emerged in Chen Keyi's mind. He could imagine how tragic and cruel Shen Weiwei's struggle with the pots and pans was.  After waiting for half an hour, the kitchen door finally opened, and a puff of oily smoke suddenly hit my nose.  Chen Keyi was heartbroken: Why don't you just fry a tomato egg? Are you tearing down the kitchen?  Shen Weiwei, the cooking god of a generation, finally walked out of the kitchen with her masterpiece.  Only then did Chen Keyi notice that she was wearing a chef's outfit, especially a chef's hat. The equipment was quite professional.  ¡°Are you sure you are wearing such professional equipment just to fry a plate of tomato scrambled eggs?  The anticipation of the old scalpers has reached its peak, and the anxious ones even tapped the bowl with their chopsticks: "Let's open our eyes and see the craftsmanship of a generation of chefs!" Shen Weiwei lowered her head and put a plate of masterpieces on the table.  The foodies who were full of expectations took one look at it, and their eyes suddenly widened. ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? or tomato scrambled eggs are mushy? ??????????? This thing that is yellow inside and black inside, with a hint of yellow inside the black, is it an egg or porridge?  "Everyone use your chopsticks." Seeing everyone standing there stupidly, Shen Weiwei quickly greeted: "Try my craftsmanship." She was so excited before, waiting to enjoy the food cooked by the goddess herself, and feel the pride and joy  Proud old scalpers, look at me and I look at you. I¡¯m holding chopsticks in my hands as if I¡¯m holding a baton ¡°I¡¯ve been tired for a long time and it¡¯s very hot. I still can¡¯t eat for a while.  You guys eat first." "Yes, I'm too hungry, but I'm full." "I'm feeling a little sick today and can't eat." "I'll take a rest first." Even Shen Weiwei is the closest.  Several of her best friends put down their chopsticks unfaithfully: "I'm losing weight recently. If I don't eat at noon, just eat an apple." Shen Weiwei's face looked quite ugly, and she muttered: "Humph, a bunch of hypocrites  Guy, it¡¯s shameless. Forget it, I don¡¯t care.¡± Then, with a loving expression, he looked at Chen Keyi: ¡°Uncle, you are the only one in this world who can understand me.¡±  Understand you?  I understand shit!  If you don't care about them eating, why don't you care about me eating?  Chen Keyi made a mental note: What is the most poisonous woman's heart!  But looking at Shen Weiwei¡¯s invitationHe looked like he couldn't bear to beg, so he mobilized the crowd and said: "Children, you can't look at the problem from an empirical perspective. We can't understand the realm of the God of Cooking, so we shouldn't jump to conclusions casually. Weiwei said it well.  The most ordinary dish has the most special taste, which is the highest level of cooking. Let's see if this plate of tomato scrambled eggs has reached such a level. We haven't tasted it yet, but this is it.  In terms of dish and presentation, it is already the most special. Have you ever seen tomato scrambled eggs like this before? "Lao Shi is such a talkative person that he can actually come up with such a shameless theory!  "Old Shi, you can eat if you want, and don't drag us into the water." Chen Keyi was waiting for this sentence, and immediately lowered his face and said indignantly: "What are you talking about? Are you scolding your good friend? Weiwei will rarely do it next time  The chef happily cooked something for you, but not only did you not appreciate it, but you also deeply hurt her. Is there still trust between friends? Now I just let you eat and talk about it.  When I come to you for help, I just run away without giving up! I am so disappointed in you and your friendship!" When the old scalpers heard this, they were all scared: so serious?  It has actually risen to such a high level.  But looking at Shen Weiwei's expression, it was obvious that she had been fooled by Lao Shi. She stared at everyone fiercely: "Whoever doesn't move his chopsticks will lose my friend immediately."  That¡¯s all, just a bite of scrambled eggs with tomatoes. It¡¯s really not worth losing the friendship of the goddess Weiwei because of this!  ?Pinch your nose and take a sip!  Everybody¡¯s chopsticks began to slowly squirm, spinning around on the edge of the plate.  The yellow and black egg paste is too overbearing. Although the tomatoes are not very well cooked, at least they still retain their red color and are not fried into orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple by her Then just make do with a chopstick, and then  It's unpalatable and won't kill anyone.  "How does it taste?" Shen Weiwei looked at everyone expectantly, with expectations written on her face.  "Well" an old scalper almost vomited it out, but he covered his mouth with all his strength, stretched out his hand and wiped it down his neck, and finally swallowed the tomato.  "No, no, not bad." He burped and said, "It really has the most special taste." "Haha, it's really good." Shen Weiwei felt a little satisfied and picked up a piece of tomato excitedly.  Put it into Chen Keyi's bowl: "Uncle, try it, it's the most special taste." Oh, the cake seller, I spent so much effort and finally tricked those old scalpers into using their chopsticks. Why?  Just to be able to stay out of it.  I have kept such a low profile, am I still unable to escape your vicious hands?  How much you must hate me!  "Lao Shi, you don't want to lose Weiwei as a friend, do you?" Shen Weiwei's best friend asked seemingly casually.  Today¡¯s young people are really bad guys!  She looked at Shen Weiwei, looking at herself with a nervous expression, biting her lips tightly, full of expectation and anxiety, and almost didn't ask for help.  Chen Keyi sighed: That's all, it's a tomato, not poison.  With the heroic spirit of a martyr before his death, Chen Keyi narrowed his eyes slightly and slowly put the sinful tomato into his mouth.  Shen Weiwei's eager eyes paid close attention to every moment.  At this moment, time seemed to have frozen There was only one thought in Chen Keyi's mind: empiricism kills people!  (What¡¯s wrong with the world! When I went to bed at 12 o¡¯clock last night, I was still ninth on the newcomer list. When I woke up, I was down to 16. Did the world change after I slept? What happened?  I won¡¯t make any judgments, everyone has their own methods. Anyway, what I can rely on is the lovely book friends. The results of our two days of hard work cannot be wiped out in such a hazy way.  Well, let¡¯s rush back again! One recommendation vote, one collection, everyone is adding fuel to the fire, we really don¡¯t believe this is evil, and we are going to join the newcomer list!)
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