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Chapter 948 The Miraculous Interview
Chapter 948 The Miraculous Interview
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The interviewer's eyes were also blindfolded, with three blindfolds covering them tightly.
Just one mouthful per person, and only three mouthfuls of food were given.
Three bites of food can make people guess at least 25 kinds of ingredients and seasonings.
"The full score for this porridge dish is only 29 points."
"Too cruel."
Yang Song joined in the fun and tasted a spoonful, his eyes lit up: "This is crab roe porridge, which is just available in this season, and our store just doesn't have it yet."
He happily ran into the kitchen.
"Brother-in-law, what are you doing?"
"Make porridge!"
Yang Song's excited voice came from behind the curtain.
"Is brother-in-law going to make crab porridge?" Meng Shijia asked his sister.
"Yeah, your brother-in-law likes cooking porridge." Meng Shihan just likes Yang Song's simplicity!
Yang Song likes cooking, and every time he eats something, he immediately wants to cook it himself.
Simple and cute like a hairy boy.
"But I remember we don't have crabs in the back kitchen, right?"
"Why not?" Meng Shihan took a sip of the fruit tea that Yang Song specially made for her, and said, "Our crabs in Los Angeles have been on the market for a long time."
The Baifeng Pavilion will soon have a crab feast.
"Did someone bring crabs here today?" Meng Shijia was still puzzled.
Chen Ming rubbed his hands, almost drooling: "I heard that there are 78 ways to eat crabs, but I don't know if it's true?"
"it is true."
If you don't live up to Lushan, you won't live up to crabs.
From ancient times to the present in China, no matter whether it is a prince, a general, or a commoner, who doesn't like to eat crabs?
There are expensive ways to eat crabs, and there are cheap ways to eat them. No matter which one is, the word delicious cannot escape.
"But can my brother-in-law cook crabs?"
"You remove the word "?" Yang Song came out with a basket of crabs, and placed it in front of his brother-in-law with a bang: "Come and practice your courage."
Meng Shijia blinked: "I'm not afraid of crabs?"
"It's best not to be afraid, deal with the crabs." Yang Song handed Meng Shijia another pair of scissors.
The big crab wielding its pincers stared at Meng Shijia.
"I won't? Do crabs still need to be processed? Shouldn't they be eaten directly?"
"Then give me one." Yang Song couldn't understand how his brother-in-law had never seen the real market.
No, dare to ask him where the crabs come from?
Of course it fell from the sky.
Kaka!
The crab's big pincers pointed at Meng Shijia.
"Cut off the pliers, remove the legs, and then break open the crab shell to remove the inedible parts such as the mouth, stomach, and gills. Remember to separate the pliers from the legs." Yang Song said, and made a demonstration in person.
The action flows smoothly.
The crab body filled with crab roe, the arrogant crab claws, and the fragmented crab legs are arranged properly.of
Meng Shijia stretched out his hand with an expression of "seeing death as home", and quickly retracted it, his face full of constipation: "Brother-in-law, I dare not!"
"Don't be afraid if you have scissors!" Yang Song smiled as amiably as a human trafficker.
"No, I'm still afraid, its big pincers are too scary!" Meng Shijia had never been afraid of crabs before.
No one would let the rich second-generation young master Meng handle the crabs. The crabs he ate were all cleaned up, and he could eat them with chopsticks or spoons.
To put it bluntly, when Meng Shijia eats crayfish, someone else peels them for him and puts them on his plate.
Crayfish can't even peel them, so you expect him to peel crabs for you?
Chen Ming said with emotion: "Children nowadays are not as good as the next generation. How can others do it for them when eating crayfish? Of course they peel them by themselves."
"That's right." Ruan Chuan said: "The most important thing about eating crayfish is to talk about it first, and then peel it. After going through many barriers, the moment you eat that bite of meat, the soul of a foodie will be sublimated."
"As a foodie, the most unforgivable person is a person like you who refuses to do it yourself."
"You are simply the scum of our food festival."
"Needless to say anything, you won't have any share in skewers, hot pot, or spicy pot in the future."
In just a few days, several people from Wang Porridge Road had mixed with Meng Shijia. They ate, drank, and chatted all over the world. Throughout the ages, there was nothing that was not their topic.
Wang Porridge Road and the others have traveled far and wide to eat delicious food, and they have a lot of knowledge, so naturally there is no shortage of topics to talk about.
Meng Shijia is also flying around at home and abroad, and this kid has a sweet mouth.
Eating, drinking and having fun is what they have in common.
Suddenly you don't play with Meng Shijia, is that okay?
Meng Shijia picked up the scissors, shed tears before saying anything: "I'll cut—"
"That's good!"
"Courage is the ladder of progress we endured for you."
"How do I remember it was innovation?"
"There is definitely more than one ladder of human progress."
"Makes sense."
"Cut it quickly, the crab is going to attack you."
Meng Shijia had never written a love letter to the school belle in the next class so seriously before.
After working for a long time, the scissors were caught by crabs countless times.
Meng Shijia pulled over, and the crab followed suit.
The two sides wrestled, and it was hard to tell the winner for a while.
Even the crab was pulled into the air with the scissors in between, and they were still entangled.
"You, let go!" Meng Shijia shouted anxiously.
Yang Song: "Do you think it can speak Chinese?"
Chen Ming: "It's still Mandarin with a Beijing flavor."
Meng Shijia was anxious to shake the crab away, but was stopped again.
"Be careful, I saw a video before, someone threw a sea urchin like this, and the sea urchin stuck in the nose of that person, you are a crab trap." Shen Huaizhao said.
If the crab clips get caught in the nose.
The consequences cannot be imagined.
Meng Shijia continued to deal with the crab.
In the end, the crab's claws were cut off by the crab itself, and I don't know what the crab thought.
"What's going on here?" Meng Shijia also felt strange.
Yang Song: "It probably heard your voice."
Meng Shijia was stunned: "I can't understand Chinese, but can I understand my heart?"
Yang Song really wanted to hit him on the head with scissors: "I can see clearly this time."
He demonstrated it himself, first pressing the center of the crab shell with his fingers, and then pinching the ribs on both sides.
"Remember, pinch as far back as possible. This is the blind spot of the pliers. Then, be neat and start from the root, and go down with the scissors."
The two crab claws fell one after another, quickly and neatly.
"Then there are crab legs, which are nothing to be afraid of."
The last thing is to lift the crab cover and take out the inedible things.
Yang Song taught it five times before Meng Shijia passed.
Holding the crab body, Meng Shijia was so excited: "This is my first crab!"
"You can still have countless first ones, come on." Yang Song gestured to the whole box of crabs.
Meng Shijia's face turned green.
"Do it well, or you won't have crab porridge."
"Reflect on yourself and think about the meaning of the saying that curiosity killed the cat."
"There's an old saying that you don't care about things you shouldn't care about. You have to understand the essence of it."
Meng Shijia: "Isn't that an old saying?"
Yang Song: "I'll clean up the rice later."
You know what the old saying is.
(End of this chapter)