Chapter 1267

Whether it's true or not, let's look down.

it's dawn!

Yang Song's biological clock made him open his eyes on time, stand up and wash, and then start moving.

"It's a pity that I can't run today."

Yang Song walked around the wine jar and began to exercise in the challenge arena.

"Chef Yang, do you want to run?"

"I can't run today. I'll just move in place." Yang Song did a warm-up exercise and planned to officially start.

A punch, a split, and then two hundred push ups will be about the same.

"We'll accompany you!"

The crowd quickly opened an open space.

All the people in red sportswear opened their ranks.

"Yang Chu, broadcast gymnastics is very healthy. Let's do this!"

Just do it.

Music up!

"The country's second set of primary and secondary school students' broadcast gymnastics baby eagle takes off..."

"One two three four, two two three four, three two three four..."

If there is anything else that can awaken people's common memory, it is absolutely to popularize National Radio gymnastics.

Street interviews:

"What? Radio gymnastics? I can't do it. I've graduated for many years."

"Forget it. I've forgotten it all for a long time. I remember two, two, three, four. I really can't remember anything else. It seems that there is a jumping sport that is very fun."

"I remember that the young eagle took off, danced youth, and the times were calling!"

"I only remember a squat, but I can't remember anything else."

"It didn't feel interesting at that time, but now think about radio gymnastics, which is actually very useful."

"I like to do radio gymnastics. The little sister leading the gymnastics is very beautiful. Unfortunately, I forget it all now."

……

Basically everyone thought they had forgotten radio gymnastics when the familiar music sounded.

Unconsciously, the action followed.

Yang Song didn't plan to do radio gymnastics, but when the music rang, he couldn't help but start.

In addition to the group of red sportswear, others unconsciously raised their arms and legs, jumped and turned around.

"I didn't expect that I would broadcast gymnastics for so many years!"

"Me too. Look at the old standard of action."

"I'm young again!"

"No!"

A group of people laughed and laughed.

A set of broadcast gymnastics takes more than three minutes, but the effect is very good.

"Let's do it again!"

There are many sets of broadcast gymnastics. Anyway, everyone has a good time.

"Chef Yang, don't forget your food!"

"Don't forget, don't worry!" Yang Song also thanked humanity.

He is Yang Song, who has a developed sense of smell.

Ichio Nozawa thought Yang Song was sleeping and playing. Anyway, he just didn't do business.

Only Yang Song knew that he had clearly been paying attention to Buddha jumping off the wall.

He had a steelyard in his mind about the maturity of the ingredients in the wine jar, the taste and the taste changes between temperature changes.

Even the humidity and temperature in the air are being calculated.

Every time Yang song goes to bed, he calculates the time in his heart, and his nose is awake.

Ichiro Nozawa misunderstood. It can only be said that he really didn't have enough knowledge.

There are no two same leaves and no same cook in the world.

Who says cooks have to be so hard to guard the stove?

Genius is different from mortal.

We can't use the standard of genius to ask ordinary people, and naturally we can't use ordinary people's self righteousness to ask for genius. It's very cruel.

Unfortunately, not everyone knows this truth.

Yang Song knows, but Ichiro Nozawa doesn't.

Otherwise, Ichiro Nozawa would not make the same mistake twice.

Their Buddha jumping over the wall has entered the final stage.

At this point, you need to gradually turn the fire down and then down.

Make sure that the ingredients in the wine jar are continuously heated, and never over the heat.

At the last moment, we must be careful and avoid falling short.

Ichiro Nozawa nervously began to speak to the wine jar.

Yang Song went to choose food materials at this time.

"What's this for? Is Yang Chu going to add food to the Buddha jumping wall?"

"It's more than nine o'clock now. It's still time to add dishes?"

"I don't know, but I heard people say that in the past, many rich and noble people would compete with each other to see who put more precious ingredients, who would have more noodles."

"Not all precious ingredients can be put in it? In case it doesn't taste good?"

"Of course, it must depend on the taste in the end."

"Yang kitchen has put so many good ingredients. What else can you put in now?"

"Those flying in the sky, swimming in the water and running on the ground have been released. I really can't think of any precious ingredients."

"No aliens have been released yet."

"Brother, you are so humorous."

"I think so."

……

Yang Song took a radish.

The audience was in an uproar, and the hearts of the audience were lined with black lines at this time.

"We all thought you wanted to enlarge your move. Unexpectedly, you took out a radish?"

"Does this radish look ordinary, but it's actually extraordinary?"

"It's very possible that brother song just roasts a beef kebab. The beef used is extraordinary. What's more, um, no matter what, it seems to be a radish."

Yang Song even took a bite. It was crunchy, juicy and sweet.

"This seems to be our local radish. The vegetable market is looking for 991 kg."

"Yes, you see, there is still a shopping bag next to brother song, which is the bag of the vegetable market next to him."

"Brother song took another bite and nodded unsatisfied."

This radish is really delicious. It's worthy of being selected by me.

Yang Song took out a few more, a basket full of turnips, all of which were water smart.

Then he began to sit there and cut turnips.

Yang Song pressed two round turnips with one hand and cut them with a long knife.

Deng Deng Deng Deng Deng

The knife flickered. The radish was cut into pieces and then shredded.

Yang Song cuts vegetables and drops his knife like the wind and snow.

"I think Yang Chu didn't seem to look at the kitchen knife at all. It was too fast. I didn't see it clearly. This very strong radish turned into silk."

"A little dazzling!"

The huge porcelain basin beside Yang Song's desk is being filled bit by bit.

"For the first time, I think people are faster than machines."

As like as two peas, I know that the kitchen knife is good. I didn't expect it to be so good. I think the radish silk is the same.

"That's great!"

Situ Qing and situ ran didn't feel it and even yawned.

"What is this?" Situ Qing Road.

The voice of this goods is not small, and even chose the gap between everyone's discussion to speak out in a disdainful tone.

"What do you say? Look down on Yang kitchen knife?"

"There are so many shredded turnips. With the help of God, can you be more powerful than Yang?"

"Children, don't be ashamed if you don't understand anything."

Situ Qing kept waiting for them to finish. Then he said, "you misunderstood me. I mean, you just think SongGe is powerful when you see him cutting shredded turnips. That's really belittling him."