The Fine Food Broadcaster

The reason why the burning tail banquet can become one of the four famous banquets in the history of Chinese food culture is enough to illustrate its uniqueness.

And because this banquet has a long history, so few people can make it. It can be said that if anyone can really make this roasted banquet, then he will even make other dishes as garbage. He is also a master figure, and he will have endless prosperity and wealth in his life.

Yes, this feast is so powerful.

Its historical status determines its distinctiveness and its extraordinary significance.

You can make delicious food and you can make legendary delicious food. These are two different things. Modern food eats modern flavor, while historical food eats more than its unique taste and taste. A heavy historical atmosphere and culture.

Enjoy the present, and look forward to the future. These are also opportunities to touch.

历史 But history is different. It has become the past. In the most rude words, it is time to **** the past and give birth to a child called memories.

In the past, I can only recall, but I ca n’t touch it. Because of this, antiques are valuable.

The so-called antique does not necessarily mean copper, iron, porcelain, etc., but also food.

Like Ye Fei's thousands of banquets and Jiubai banquets a while ago, they also emerged from history and reappeared in front of people in a modern atmosphere.

This burning banquet is longer than the Qianyan banquet and Jiubai banquet. It has a history of more than 2,000 years, and it is also the most prosperous and powerful era in China's history!

The prosperity of the Great Tang Dynasty was not only manifested in military and science and technology, but also reached a level that attracted worldwide attention in other aspects.

It is undoubtedly an eternal topic to eat, live and eat. People will starve to death if they do n’t eat, and they will go backwards if they do n’t eat.

Cooking technology has been greatly improved and perfected in the stable and strong social background of Datang, and many foods have been made very delicate.

The simmering tail feast reached its heyday at this time, and it is conceivable how exquisite and exquisite each dish it presented.

Ye Fei came to the console. Instead of rushing to pick up the ingredients, he looked at a group of guests who followed him, and looked at the computer with a smile. He said, "We burned the banquet. We just said this. It is a banquet for successful people, and a banquet for literati. It happens that we also have two literati on the scene, wet men and directors. I also take this opportunity to dedicate this banquet to two, I hope they can like it. "

Wet people and director Xiang, they were excited.

There are so many guests at the scene, and their identity is far more prominent than theirs. Others don't say that the superiors alone are much more powerful than their identities. Others are not the princess family heirs or aliens, so one is more than two. Each identity is the lowest.

Even if this is the case, Ye Fei still cares about them so much. I specially ordered that the feast was made for the two of them. This is a glory, a supreme glory.

To know what Ye Fei is now, that is the most famous chef in the first universe. Now even other people in the universe have already known Ye Fei's name. They come to participate in Ye Fei's live broadcast not far from trillions of light years. Isn't that just for a bite of Ye Fei's food?

谢谢 "Thank you, thank you Ye Shen."

Huo Rao is a wet person and director Xiang is another two teasers. Now they also know what to say. If such things can't move them, then they are really heartfelt.

For Ye Fei's words, the audience in the live broadcast also gave thumbs up in favor.

"Did you see it? Did you all see it? This is Ye Shen, talking like that is the last word. Ye Shen said a long time ago that people who come to him to participate in the live broadcast are equal regardless of their status. Now it is the best proof. . "

"Yes, only wet people and director Xiang have the lowest status at the scene. No matter whether they are compared with the superiors or Emilia, or compared with those aliens, they belong to the lowest class, but Ye Shen did not leave them alone, but he specially ordered this feast to dedicate to them. This is a bowl of water that is flat and flat, and this is his mind. "

"Sister, it is not a waste of life to meet such a host."

"Haha, yeah, you can say it exaggeratedly, my life in this life has become colorful because of the appearance of Ye Shen. I really want to live a few more years, so I can live with Ye Shen. I have been together for a longer time, and even in another world, my memories will be full. "

Ye Fei said many times that anyone who came to him had the same identity. There was no special. At that time, some people still doubted whether he was a show. Only Ye Fei's old fans understood that Ye Fei had never emptied his cannon. He did just that.

Just like today, facing so many big men, he chose to dedicate this banquet to the least-directed directors and wet people, who can think of it?

Seeing the wet people and the directors excited, the superiors patted their shoulders with a smile. He didn't blame Ye Fei, but praised him very much. Ye Fei did this very well. He was very appetite. Pleased.

"Well, my friends, let's start today's program. Like many banquets, the order of cooking the end of the banquet is also very particular. First, rice noodle dessert, then soup noodles, rice noodle dessert, stomach filling, dishes. The soup is seasoned, and a meal is also wonderful. We will make this roasting banquet in this order today. The first is a giant victory slave. Maybe many friends do not know what a giant victory slave is. It also has A more modern name is Candied Zongzi. I would like to know more friends who say the name of Zongzi. "

"Zongzi is a kind of noodle, both in the north and the south. In the north, wheat flour is used as the raw material. In the south, rice flour flour is mixed. Although the two are slightly different, the taste is crispy. As for how to do it, everyone can take a look now. "

After speaking, Ye Fei opened a storage compartment, and took out a cloth bag of frost in the snow, then a pot of fine peanut oil, and a bottle of golden honey, and finally a bottle of black sesame and a little refined salt. Ye Fei also took out a small bottle containing a bottle of top-level milk.

I put these ingredients on the table, and Ye Fei started to boil water.

The water was burning over there, Ye Fei poured the frost in the snow into the basin. After the water temperature was OK, add a little refined salt to it, and then started noodle noodles.

Although these have been done many times, Ye Fei is still meticulous.

After the dough was scooped, Ye Fei put it on the cutting board and started to reconcile. After the dough was reconciled, cut it into long strips of noodles with a knife, took a large plate, and circled the noodles. Put it in a circle and let it go back again.

This is mainly to make the noodles in the noodles come out and taste better.

Taking this opportunity, Ye Fei took out the wok, poured the oil in, and started to heat up.

The oil temperature was ok, and the noodle back 饧 was just over. Ye Fei picked up the noodle post on the plate, and then wrapped it around his wrist like a wool.

Xu Li looked away, and Ye Fei's arm seemed to be hung with a string of wool.

缠绕 Wrap these noodles around your arm, and when you feel like they are broken, take off the noodles on your arm, and start to shake hands constantly, just like making ramen.

After tearing it over and over, noodle pillars became as thick as noodles, and the back dough was scooped off. Ye Fei's right hand grasped the noodles in the air and twisted it slightly, and saw the hanging noodles quickly twist. Entangled together, forming a twist.

Ye Fei casually put the prepared twist-shaped noodles into the oil pan. The twist-shaped noodles had just entered the pan, and they saw that the originally calm oil surface suddenly began to appear a lot of oil flowers, and a burning energy burst Come out.

Twist-shaped noodles sank as soon as they entered the oil pan, and then the flowers quickly floated up again, and then the twist-shaped noodles were pushed by the oil in the oil and kept rolling. The white color soon began to change to golden yellow.

Yes, the so-called Jushengnu is a kind of deep-fried pasta. This kind of food tastes mainly because of its wonderful texture, crispy and fragrant, and it is even more memorable when paired with other embellishments.

When the twisted noodles floated in the oil pan, Ye Fei put the second paragraph in, then the third paragraph and the fourth paragraph.

The wok cooking pan is not very large, so Ye Fei only puts in four sections at a time, and after it is fried, it is fished out before continuing to cook.

The giant victory slave on the feast was just a plate with more or less inside, but Ye Fei did a lot today, after all, there are many people.

The four sections of Jusheng slaves from the first pot came out of the pot. Ye Fei did not put them on a plate, but put them in a small basin first, then took the honey over and evenly poured on the four stages of Jusheng slaves.

Suddenly, I saw that these four sections of Jushengnu were cast like four sections of gold. The golden color was wet with honey, and there was a slight flash of light.

"Guru"

He just put four sections of giant victorious slaves drunk with honey and sprinkled with black sesame seeds on the plate, and the voice of swallowing to the director came out.

The wet man stood next to him, and the goods turned to glance at the director, whispering: "Brother, can you give a poem to this scene?"

Director Wu Xiang: ""

I rely, when is this time you still have a mood to give a poem? Are you the devil

"I just want to kill these four big guys at this moment." He licked his lips to the director and said.

The wet man smiled slightly, and then quietly said, "I think so."

"

I do n’t want to talk to the director anymore. You, let me write poetry. I definitely want to eat while I am writing. There is no door.

Tintin is standing not far from the two guys, and he can understand what they say. The face of this goods is drawn and said: "Hello, I think you two can give a poem to each After all, Ye Shen said that the feast was dedicated to you two great literati. "

She also said with a smile: "Xiao Dingding is right. If you two want to eat this food, you must each have a poem."

丁丁哥: ""

What kind of ghost little Tintin? Can't you call it that?

Guiyi Mihua also laughed, and the superiors also laughed. The people at the scene looked at them both with a smile, expressing their agreement with Ding Dingge's proposal.

Only the wind is silent and Zi Qing wants to cry. They were tortured by the poems of these two guys. Just before the live broadcast started, it was because of a bad poem that can no longer be bad. A group of people went into the South China Sea. Is it about to start again now?

Wet people and directors a little bit embarrassed.

The two of you look at me, I look at you, and then all look at Zi Qing aside, eh, yes, they are really scared that Zi Qing will throw them into the South China Sea, it will be dead. .

"I don't need to see it, right? Now my mind is all about food, there is no inspiration." Said the director with an awkward smile.

The wet man also said, "At this moment, I don't think it is appropriate to write poetry. We just need to enjoy Ye Shen's performance. Xiangxiong, what do you think?"

Xiang Xiang?

The director Xiang Xiang heard the wet man calling him. This is almost a curse, like a bear. You are like a bear. Your whole family is like a bear.

But at this time he can't split with the wet people, he must unite and unify to the outside world.

"I think it should be the same, after all, it is not easy to come."

这 At this moment, Bingo, who was always slumped, spoke.

"Let you do what you want, what kind of system do you want to grind?"

When I heard Bingo, the wet people and director Xiang's bodies were all embarrassed. If they were afraid of Zi Qing on the surface, it was this bingo that was really scared from the bottom of their hearts.

They knew this person was so good that they almost got stuck when the wind didn't speak yesterday, and everyone was okay. It was the big man who rescued the wind without speaking.

They don't know how strong the ripple-like space wall is, but they know that if they are smashed by both of them, it is estimated that it will not smash the white beard, and they are only a fist.

Now such a fierce man trained them both, and they really didn't dare to speak. I was really afraid that Bingo was upset. Everyone gave them a punch, so let alone eat the food made by Ye Fei. Rooted.

"Us"

The two of them looked at each other again, and they saw frantic and depressed emotions in each other's eyes. What can we do? This alien big man hasn't talked. What are you talking about at this point in time?

"Would you like to do it?" Wet man was weak.

Xie Xiang sweated a bit on the director's forehead, but nodded his head arrogantly, and said, "Do it."

Ye Fei was smashing giants to win slaves. When he saw a bunch of people trying to force the two guys, he just smiled. He couldn't wait for the two guys to **** up for a while. The scene was lively. The atmosphere was a bit dull.

"Who makes a good reward for a giant victory slave." Ye Fei said in fear that the world would not mess.

As soon as I heard who did a good job, I could eat a giant slave in advance, and the eyes of the wet man and the director suddenly turned on.

The audience in the live room saw that the two guests mentioned by Ye Fei were about to start writing poems, and they were all excited.

"Hurry up ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Wet man, we believe in you."

向 "Xiang Xiang, all our employees at Qiuqiu Platform support you, come on, win the giant victory slave and tell us what it tastes like."

湿 "Wet people are the best. I like your poems best. I have bought your collection of poems. Although I don't understand them, I feel great."

"The wet man's poems have meaning."

"Xiang Xiang will definitely win. There are more than a dozen poems in our group's internal publications, all of which are fine."

The audience who grabbed the microphone was also howling one by one, even the beautiful lady Sanhua Fairy shouted cheering.

At the scene, no one noticed that the atmosphere changed momentarily. The wet man and Xiang Xiang took a step back almost at the same time, and then the two were like two lone wolves meeting on the narrow road, eyes glaring at each other, as if in the air between them. There are flashes of electricity sparkling in Dora Dora.

The battle is about to start