The God-Level Restaurant Of Wanjie Cuisine

White Beard and Garp started to fight over the Thang Long Dumplings, and Uchiha Madara ate soup dumplings and ecstasy rice alone.

During this process, they, like Hei Jue, are always paying attention to Li Fan's movements.

Although this sounds unbelievable, it is the truth... These three strong men from different worlds have been impressed by Li Fan's cooking. Every time they watch the cooking, it is a gorgeous performance feast .

Shua! Shua! Shua!

Li Fan grabbed a few bags of raw soy milk from the side of the big tank, and poured the soy milk water with a beany smell into a large iron pot.

The fire was lit, and the hot orange flame quickly heated the iron pot, and even the soy milk water began to boil.

Hold the handle of the iron pan with your left hand and the spatula with your right hand.

Turn the pot!

Li Fan's left hand gesture sank vigorously, shaking the iron pot full of raw soy milk up and down, the white soy milk in the huge iron pot was overwhelming, as if there was an invisible dragon wandering in the pot

Li Fan's hands are very steady, whether it is the angle of force or the magnitude of force, they are all accurate to the number behind the decimal point. With the hand of God, he has reached an unprecedented level in terms of hand use.

If there is anyone who can match Li Fan, then it is the existence of 863 who also has the hand of God, but Li Fan will also have the residence of the five senses of God at present.

The five senses of God are a top-level talent, and there are very few people who get it, and even fewer people become chefs.

"Puff! Puff! Puff!"

The left hand kept shaking the iron pot up and down, and the right hand held the spatula to continuously stir the soybean milk water, and the fishy smell gradually spread out with the heat.

The soybeans produced in the ancient watershed, the fishy smell evoked everyone's stomach.

Karp nodded. Li Fan looked young and thin, but the strength in his hands was not small, which was very suitable for him.

The soy milk water vibrated slightly, and there was a ripple on the surface... The soy milk water began to be like ocean waves, forming tides one after another... The boiling hot soy milk water was completely violent, like a tsunami in a sea storm , The height of each bump is shocking.

Li Fan's expression was very calm, his left hand was still shaking the pot calmly, each time his strength was a little bit stronger than the last time, there was no tired panting sound, only the rhythmic sound of shaking the pot and water (dafi).

Uchiha Madara, who had been concentrating on eating, finally felt something was wrong.

The sound of the pot being thrown is too frequent, isn't it?

Isn't the boss afraid of the soy milk spilling out?

Madara Uchiha has never seen a master with strong control. He himself is a ninja with perfect control of strength, but those are all exercises for the body, and there is no such thing as Li Fan.

Uchiha Madara swallowed a mouthful of ecstasy, used his own will to forcibly erase the faint sense of sadness, looked up at Li Fan who was in the pot, and the chakra in his body stagnated for an instant.

"Interesting, so chefs also need so many skills... If put on the battlefield, such skills are enough to kill many people without a place to bury them."

Madara Uchiha raised an inexplicable arc at the corner of his mouth, watching Li Fan's continuous movement of tossing the pot... The white soy milk water was rolling more and more vigorously, even jumping high from the pot, and then sinking instantly in the pot.

The strengthened body can fully bear the pressure of high-speed cooking, Li Fan is enjoying all this, this is his domain!

Li Fan's speed was getting faster and faster, the white soybean milk water in the iron pot was completely boiled, and the dense hot water bubbled out of the water surface, and instantly shattered like a dream bubble.

"Get up!"

Li Fan slammed down the iron pan, and the angle was slightly backward. The heavy iron pan crashed into the flames amidst the howling wind, but the sparkling raw soy milk was subjected to a strong reaction force and moved towards the opposite direction. Direction up to the sky!

A miraculous scene appeared, the iron pot carrying the soy milk water was tightly attached to the bottom of the fire, but the soy milk water was under the action of the reaction force, like a tsunami in a storm hitting upwards.

In just 0.01 seconds, the soybean milk water completely broke away from the bottom of the iron pot and was completely suspended in mid-air, but was immediately pulled by the gravity of the earth and fell heavily into the iron pot, setting off a violent wave.

Uchiha Madara's eyes narrowed slightly. If he simply used an iron pan to stir up soybean milk, he could do it... But to make sure that no drop of falling water returns to the iron pan, this kind of control is very important. It was a little too scary.

Yes, in the violent storm just now, not a single drop of soy milk spilled out. After the impact in the air, it fell steadily into the iron pot. The whole process was full of indescribable harmony.

Shua! Shua! Shua!

The swinging speed of Li Fan's arm is even more exaggerated. It seems that there are only a series of afterimages and continuous "waves" of soy milk, but every drop of soy milk just falls into the iron pot, and its precision is terrifying.

The so-called overturning "is nothing more than fast! Accurate! Ruthless! Steady!

It's almost time for the ingredients to be heated and cooked quickly.

So accurate that not a single ounce of food was wasted.

He is so ruthless that he adapts to any unexpected situation without hesitation.

So stable that there is no slight flaw.

"It's almost there."

The corner of Li Fan's mouth rose slightly, and he pressed the big iron pot tightly with his left hand again, firmly sticking it to the fire. The soybean milk water seemed to be held by an invisible force, and stagnated in the air for 0.5 seconds before falling again.

Turn off the heat and turn off the heat.

The aroma of soy milk water is more delicious under the action of high-temperature hot molecules. When you smell it lightly, you will feel that you have returned to the fields in the countryside, where it is full of soybeans and sorghum.

swish!

With a straight sweep of his right hand, Li Fan raised the huge iron pot with one hand, walked abruptly to the big vat for making tofu flowers, and poured all the boiling soy milk into the water.

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Gollum! Gollum!

The soya-bean milk water that has just been turned off the fire is still showing blisters on the surface at this moment, making gurgling noises.

Perhaps other people have to wait for the soy milk water to become cold, or use wooden sticks and other utensils to achieve the purpose of safely stirring the soy milk water.

But Li Fan doesn't need to.

"Huh... If I remember correctly, the improvement of the knife work speed should also be related to the arm? In other words, I am now a skill, and it should be faster than before!"

Li Fan took a deep breath, his eyes filled with confidence that couldn't be concealed.

In the next second, the hands suddenly cling to the hot soybean milk water and hovered. The excessive speed formed a faint air wave, which directly pressed the water surface instead of the palms, and began to stir.

Tai Chi Liang Yi Shou!.