A Mouthful of Sky-high Fried Rice, Lao Tang Apprenticed on the Spot

Yang Shaoyue was shocked by the taste of Dengying Beef.

When Zhao Jinmai brought it over just now, she subconsciously thought that it was dried beef similar to jerky. The taste should be more flexible, and it might not be too chewy.

Therefore, when she bit it, she deliberately increased her strength.

But at the moment of the entrance, when her teeth just touched the beef, the crisp and dry slices of beef shattered like potato chips, which made her a little dazed for a while.

Is this the taste of beef?

"Boss, is this really beef?"

Yang Shao was more puzzled and asked, "Why is it so brittle?"

"Thin enough, it can be fried dry enough, dry enough, crispy enough."

Li Yi explained casually, glued the last part of the lamp stand, and then took out the beef tenderloin from the refrigerator below.

"Be careful."

After reminding him, he opened the knife box and took out the long knife from it.

"oh."

Yang Shaoyue pulled Zhao Jinmai back a step, and asked curiously, "How thin is that?"

Li Yi didn't answer, but with a flash of the knife, he cut off a thin slice of beef.

Picking up the beef slices, Li Yi handed them to her: "It's so thin."

"..."

Yang Shaoyue opened his mouth wide, dumbfounded.

The audience in the live broadcast room were all amused when they saw her expression.

"Hahaha! Yang Shaoyue is simply stupid."

"Don't tell me, I had the same expression when I watched the anchor cut meat for the first time just now."

"I just like to see her who has never seen the world! Haha!"

"I have to say, the host's knife skills are really good!"

"When she sees the host engraving words on the meat later, the eyeballs must not fall out?"

Zhao Jinmai was also surprised, but her focus was on the knife in Li Yi's hand.

"What a beautiful knife!"

Hearing her exclamation, Yang Shaoyue noticed the knife in Li Yi's hand, which seemed a little strange.

Its blade is not like the stainless steel knives that you can usually see, its surface is silver and bright, and the light can be seen.

Its knife body is dark black, and there are spots of different sizes on both sides and the back of the knife. It looks like small pits and pits, and it looks a little uneven.

But from the side view, its blade is very thin, not much thicker than a piece of paper.

The most important thing is its handle, which seems to be covered with gold, and there are some relief patterns on it, which can be vaguely seen as a golden snake hovering on the handle.

The golden snake was carved vividly, and with Li Yi's swift knife skills, it was bouncing like a living thing.

Every time it bounces, Li Yi will cut a thin slice of beef.

"This knife is so cool!"

Yang Shaoyue couldn't help admiring.

Zhao Jinmai couldn't help asking: "Boss, where did you buy your knife?"

Li Yi cut the meat, and replied casually: "I didn't buy it, it was passed down from my ancestors."

"Amazing!"

Zhao Jinmai sighed: "No wonder it looks antique."

At this time, Mr. Huang also heard what they said, and asked: "Boss, your knife should match the bowl, right?"

Li Yi thought about it, but did not deny it: "Almost."

Both this knife and the Wanshou Wujiang Bowl were brought out from the dream space, so there is nothing wrong with it as a set.

"Tsk tsk!"

Mr. Huang couldn't help sighing: "You are really rich."

Hearing his words, Yang Shaoyue was a little surprised.

This fat big brother drives a sports car worth more than 20 million yuan!

He actually said that the food stall owner is rich?

Seeing her confusion, Mr. Huang picked up the bowl in front of him with a smile, and explained: "Don't underestimate the boss, the bowl they use to set up a stall is more expensive than my car. "

"real or fake?"

Yang Shaoyue's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe it.

Mr. Huang said with a smile: "You didn't come last night, but experts from the Palace Museum wanted to persuade the boss to donate this set of bowls to the country!

Experts have personally said that this is the bowl used by Emperor Qianlong, and a bowl is worth tens of millions, and a set of bowls is even more priceless. Otherwise, why do you think they dare to sell a serving of beef noodles for 20,000 yuan?

If my guess is correct, boss, your ancestors should be imperial chefs, right? "

Li Yi smiled, but did not answer.

But the audience around them were stupefied, whispering.

"Really? The successor of the royal chef came to set up a roadside stall?"

"Tens of millions of bowls, used to set up a stall? You can blow it!"

"My surname is Liu, and there was an emperor in my ancestors!"

"Definitely a marketing package!"

The whispering sound spread to the live broadcast room, which immediately aroused heated discussions among the audience.

"Tens of millions a bowl? Is it real or fake?"

"What's the matter? Tens of millions of antique imperial bowls, don't offer them up, but use them for eating?"

"New viewers don't believe it. I watched the live broadcast yesterday. The experts from the Palace Museum really wanted to buy the anchor's bowl, but the anchor refused."

"Why are there experts everywhere? How do you know that he is an expert in Gu Bo?"

"There are introductions on the official website, why is it fake?"

"Are you rich? Is your family taking advantage of several hundred million yuan? How do you know that rich people don't use tens of millions of bowls to eat?"

"He is so rich, why did he come out to set up a stall?"

"It's just this hobby, can you control it?"

While there were whispers all around and arguments arose in the live broadcast room, at the entrance of the alley, a Passat with a government license plate stopped, and several gray-haired old men got out of the car, the first one was Cai Yi.

Following Cai Yi out of the car, there were two gray-haired old men, a man and a woman.

The man looked older than him, with a white beard and a cane in his hand.

The woman is younger than him, and her gestures are quite noble.

After getting out of the car, Cai Yi glanced in the direction and saw the God of Cooking stall at the end of the alley.

Seeing the signboard of God of Cooking stall, he breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly pointed his finger in the direction: "There!"

After finishing speaking, he walked over to the God of Cooking stall first.

Passing through the crowd, he saw Li Yi busy behind the booth.

"Boy!"

He yelled, smiled, and walked over quickly.

The old viewers in the live broadcast room saw him and sent barrages one after another.

"That's him! An expert from the Palace Museum! Cai Yi! You can search! His information is available on the official website!"

"He's here again? He's here to buy the host's Wanshou Wujiang Bowl!"

When Cai Yi came to the stall, he saw the Wanshou Wujiang bowl in front of Mr. Huang's family of three.

Seeing the noodles and broth in the bowl, a look of distress and regret appeared on his face.

This kid really used this set of bowls as tableware!

He was about to go forward, but behind him a vigorous figure passed him and rushed to the dining table.

"Who did this?!"

When the excited voice came, Cai Yi recognized that it was actually the male old man who came with him.

I saw that he had lost the walking stick in his hand, and was holding the half bowl of noodles Huang Gongzi hadn't finished eating in both hands, staring at the lotus pattern on the belly of the bowl, the tiger whiskers trembling all over his mouth: "Violent waste! What a wasteful waste!" ah!"

But Mr. Huang was not angry, but called out his name in surprise: "Geng Wanhua?"