Bang!

Bang bang!

The color of the Bu Fang is calm, and the vast surge of mental power is entangled in the dough, sensing the change in energy in the dough.

His wrists kept turning. Every time he turned, the dough would swell and make a dull sound. After that, it would hit hard on the stove and explode.

As if it was about to explode, everyone looked at it in surprise.

This is the first time I have seen this method of kneading dough. This violent kneading dough method... is simply too shocking.

Ouyang Chenfeng didn't care much at first, but soon, his eyes widened because he felt the terrible aura that permeated the dough.

You should know that this dough has not been soaked with any spiritual medicine and liquid, and no spiritual medicine has been poured into the dough.

But what happened to this magnificent spiritual energy fluctuation? Could it be that a few drops can make the spiritual energy in the dough soar?

The others' perception was not as sharp as Ouyang Chenfeng, so they didn't know the spiritual energy in the dough, but they were amazed at the way Bu Fang operated.

"Is this guy really cooking? It's like venting his anger."

"This is called kneading dough? Then I will do it too!"

"I dare to pick Master Ouyang's thorns with this kind of kneading dough without any skills! This kid is really arrogant!"

...

The chefs outside the kitchen were chattering to each other. They watched Bu Fang's movements, and the disdain on their faces was extremely strong.

Obviously, they are completely disliked by Bu Fang's kneading method.

However, there are ignorant people, and naturally there are also sober people.

In addition to a group of third-class chefs, there was also a second-class chef. The second-class chef looked at him with a serious expression, although he seemed to be unable to see through the skills of kneading dough.

But he was able to find the horror in Chef Ouyang's face.

Is that violent dough kneading technique really useful?

Bang!

He threw the dough on the stove again, and the dough at this moment became aura, emitting bright light like a huge piece of jade.

"This is kneading...it's really good!"

Master Ouyang's eyes shone brightly, and he couldn't help but exclaim when he looked at the jade-like dough.

He really admired it from the bottom of his heart. The dough seemed to be natural. It was hard to imagine that it was made of kneading with violent kneading.

Bu Fang stretched out his slender fingers, and gently pointed the finger on the dough, and the dough fell down and slowly bounced up. The warm and soft feel made Bu Fang quite satisfied.

Flour is good flour, and clean water is also good water. The noodles kneaded in this way are the best noodles.

Bu Fang turned his head and looked at the others.

I found that the others were staring at him blankly at the moment, and everyone's eyes were particularly incredible and incredible.

"It's really made of it?"

Looking at the dough that looked like a warm jade, everyone took a breath and was extremely shocked.

That technique can also make such a dough?!

Master Ouyang held his hands in his arms, leaned over his head, looked at the warm dough, and his mouth curled up.

His hands gently brushed across the front of the dough, the soft touch, the fragrant flour fragrance without any impurities...

“It’s really incredible.”

After a long time, Master Ouyang sighed and seemed to have become a little aged.

"Would that... want me to make noodles?"

Looking at Master Ouyang who kept sighing while brushing the dough, Bu Fang turned his head to look at him and asked involuntarily.

"Such a natural dough is really hard to bear to start. My friend really gave me a lesson today," said Ouyang Chenfeng.

He thought Bu Fang was just talking and playing, but when Bu Fang really showed the violent way of kneading dough.

He was truly amazed, and his original attitude of watching jokes also disappeared.

"Yes, you do it."

When Ouyang Chenfeng heard that Bu Fang was about to go to the left, he was stunned at first, but the next moment, a light appeared in his eyes.

Bu Fang got Ouyang Chenfeng's consent and raised his eyebrows.

Bu Fang felt a bit incredible when the natural dough was kneaded this time.

Because I want to knead such a dough, the failure rate is too high.

After actually kneading this kind of noodles, Bu Fang himself wanted to try cooking.

With a wave of his hand, the dough suddenly rotated and the flour was filled with mist.

Bu Fang did not choose to summon Xuanwu pot this time because he found that there was a good black pot above the stove.

When he twisted his hand, a ball of flame suddenly burned in his hand.

The flame is not very hot, because after all, it is not the mysterious fire of heaven and earth.

With a bent finger, the flame jumped under the pot, and the flames burned, making the black pot hot.

Bu Fang glanced at the food rack in the distance, which was filled with dense ingredients.

"Are ingredients available?" Bu Fangdao.

"Use whatever you want." Ouyang Chenfeng was suddenly curious about what kind of pasta Bu Fang would use this dough to cook.

Food and other ingredients are nothing to Ouyang Chenfeng.

Bu Fang nodded, and the next moment, he came to the food rack.

Selected the same ingredients.

With a thud, Bu Fang placed the spiritual beast cattle bone on the chopping board, turned the kitchen knife and slashed it hard.

Suddenly, the bones were easily cleaved.

Ouyang Chenfeng's expression changed slightly when he looked at the dragon bone kitchen knife in Bu Fang's hand.

"This kitchen knife...is interesting!"

As a first-class chef in Taotie Valley, Ouyang Chenfeng's vision is naturally extraordinary.

The dragon bone kitchen knife is not weaker than the cicada wing knife in his hand.

The slightest expression on the boat was calm, raised the kitchen knife, stomped it down again, and cut the keel piece by piece.

With a finger, the dragon bone kitchen knife turned in Bu Fang's hand and made a buzzing sound. The next moment, the kitchen knife flicked the chopping board.

With a loud bang, the cow bones fell into the dark pot.

Steamed hot water boiled in the pot.

As soon as the beef bones were inserted into the pot, the vast essence burst out.

The group of chefs looking at the door were already stunned at this moment.

Everyone is sucking in a cold air because Kanbu Fang’s knife skills... they are definitely not an ordinary chef.

This young man is actually a hidden chef.

Cover the pot and let the beef bones boil in the black pot. Bu Fang began to prepare other things.

Brush!

The kitchen knife turned and the knife was played.

The cool and flowing movements dazzled many people. It turns out that cooking can be so handsome!

Da da da da da!

The rhythmic sound of the kitchen knife colliding with the chopping board resounded into everyone's ears. The next moment, the ingredients selected by Stepan were cut into diced.

boom!!

The fire surged into the sky, Bu Fang started a new pot, poured in the oil juice, and then turned the spatula and poured the cut ingredients into it.

A fire light soared into the sky, and everyone's eyes became a little confused, and subconsciously exclaimed.

But after exclaiming, they became a little dull because the heat in the pot that just happened was the normal phenomenon.

They can do it easily themselves.

Saw!

After skillfully stir-frying, the ingredients in the pot are covered with a layer of oil, which is shiny and beautiful, and there is a strong aroma of ingredients floating out.

Many people couldn't help but sniff and were amazed.

Because they found out why the dishes this kid stir-fried are more fragrant than the ones they cook?

Ouyang Chenfeng's face slightly condensed.
To be continued...