My first love got married: I was forced to sing to celebrate

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"It's not the same as the oil cake I eat. "

"Upstairs, it's the golden cake. "

"Thin as a wing, golden and transparent. Not to mention the taste, this appearance is not simple. "

"All I can say is magic. "

Both the audience at the scene and in the live broadcast room were stunned.

Even the old man was a little dumbfounded.

He forgot to flip it.

Yang Mi's eyes widened even more, her throat squirmed, and she wanted to eat.

"Out of the pot!".

Zhang Yuan pushed the old man away, turned over with the corner of the golden cake, and then flicked his fingers.

The golden cake flies.

Drop directly on the board.

This set of actions is deceptively simple.

In fact, it takes a lot of effort.

Zhang Yuan used ingenuity.

When he kneaded the dough, he used the Tai Chi technique, and the force was even.

The dough looks as smooth as jade.

That's it.

The force is completely dispersed into the dough and the force is evenly applied.

It also tastes firmer.

Although outsiders can't see the way, they also know that this golden cake is not simple.

Because, ordinary people can't do it at all.

The old man was stunned.

He looked at Zhang Yuan like a monster: "Boy, my old man has been cooking for decades, and it's the first time I've seen you so fancy like this." "

Zhang Yuan was a little proud.

It was also the first time he had done so.

But it worked.

Even Zhang Yuan is very proud.

He said happily: "What is the flower, this is called cooking, please call me master!"

"Hmph, the master doesn't say anything else, you can only evaluate it after eating. "

The old man has been cooking for decades.

Although there are no certificates or anything like that.

But practice makes perfect.

Decades of old shopkeeper father.

It's not so simple to get him to soften.

Zhang Yuan naturally knew this, but he was very confident.

"Try?".

"Try it, try it. "

The old man was not convinced, and said with a glare.

He walked over, reached out and pinched the corner of the golden cake, and suddenly pulled everyone's eyes wide, staring at the old man's hand.

The old man put it on the tip of his nose....

Shhhhh

Suddenly, the scene was full of inhaling sounds.

The old man was speechless: "I said what are you anxious about, I eat it and not you." "

The audience licked their lips in embarrassment and stepped back.

However, the live broadcast room is not so polite.

", this old man is so angry, you should eat. "

"I'm going to cry when I'm holding instant noodles. "

"Brother Yuan is not authentic, he will release poison at night. "

"What am I doing here? Oh, I'm here to listen to the song, but what's going on with the takeout in front of me?".

"Don't be afraid upstairs, I'll order it for you, eat it with confidence." "

Yang Mi watched the live broadcast, angry and funny.

Still, she rubbed her skinny belly.

Soon pouted: Badass!

Scene.

The old man's eyes narrowed.

Take a deep breath.

He showed an expression of enjoyment.

Zhang Yuan was speechless: "I said that you are as for you".

"You know what, I'm tasting. "

"Okay, okay, you can eat quickly. "

The old man snorted coldly, very dissatisfied with Zhang Yuan.

He pinched the golden cake and put it to his lips.

At the scene, the onlookers opened their mouths....

That's when it happened.

The old man paused his hand and pulled it out again.

"Damn, old man, what are you doing?"

"Lao Tzu rubbed a little and bit his tongue. "

"This old man is very bad. "

The old man didn't pay attention to it at all and stuffed it directly into his mouth.

Scene, a sound swallowing throat.

"Is it delicious?".

"What does it taste like?".

"Cao, I can't wait, Brother Yuan, how are you selling this? I want it..."

The audience was on fire.

This old man is too good at stealing the show.

Why don't you eat a cake?