Chapter 230： Hungry dream (2/2)
The green onion, ginger, garlic and chicken are put into the pot, grilled a few times, poured into the test tube in order of various seasonings, added water, and covered the pot. At this time, the advantages of operating precision instruments all year round are reflected.
Xiao Wu's movements are not affected by any external conditions such as high temperature, flames, hot oil, sunlight and wind speed. He is not confused and hands are not shaken, and his movements are organized in one go. Strictly uphold the professional ethics of a scientific researcher, be sure to ensure Experiment...Ahem, great success of the dishes.
Xiao Wu's professional posture was dazzled by the two bodyguards, and he couldn't help muttering in his heart, although this tool was a bit scary, watching Wu Ke's movements are still very skilled.
Could it be that our brothers set a false alarm?
Take out the three-channel timer from the pocket of the white coat and wait patiently.
As soon as you enter the throat, it is as deep as the sea.
The meaning of this sentence is that all the dishes that you can eat are made like the sea. It is vast and endless, and the craftsmanship does not necessarily make it into the room.
Our researcher Wu has already felt the extraordinary pleasure brought to him by cooking, which is really interesting.
Forty-five minutes, Xiao Wu gave an order,
”Fire out, boil the pot!”
”okay!”
The two bodyguards agreed quickly, and the action was equally simple, removing the pot from the fire.
When the pot opened, what appeared in front of the three of them was a very strange, dark sticky object.
Xiao Wu took the illustrated cookbook and compared it with the contents of the pot.
Little White Mouse One goes online, ”Um, Wu Ke, this... a pile of stuff, doesn't it look like braised chicken nuggets?”
Xiao Wu frowned,
”Well, the color is a bit wrong. Could it be that there is any incredible chemical reaction between ordinary oil, salt, sauce and vinegar that affects the physical shape, including color and smell? What's the matter with this sulphur smell? It's sticky. How did the unknown liquid appear? Behind all this, is it a blind spot of science or human factors?”
”...”
”Well, there must be no problem with my operation, maybe... it's kitchenware... yeah!”
”I strictly follow the steps and vectors to operate, so it will be explained...to start the meal!”
The three of them held chopsticks, hesitating and wandering.
”Little white mouse...cough cough, what's the last name of this bodyguard brother?”
Why is there a sudden inexplicable chill?
”Wu...Wu Ke, Menggui's surname is Jin, Jin Dazhou.”
”Well, Brother Jin, please ask first.”
Jin Dazhou trembled and picked up a piece of carbon, frowned and placed it in his mouth.
”Cough cough cough...”
It is indescribable and indescribable, and it has an explosive taste.
”How?”
Wu Ke and Little White Mouse One asked nervously.
”Water...water...”
Moaning tone.
At this time,
”Boom, boom!”
The pangolin honked its whistle and roared and drove into the courtyard, followed by the very pink motorcycle.
Xiao Wu dropped his chopsticks, rushed up and yelled,
”I want a salt-baked chicken, a pork blood soup, and a lite version of Buryat steamed buns!”
Jin Dazhou looked dazed and dazed.
White Mouse One patted Jin Dazhou on the shoulder, sighing and quickly fleeing from the scene of the crime, like a rabbit being chased by a dog.
Jin Dazhou opened his numb mouth, greeted vaguely but sincerely,
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