Chapter 897

What is pee cow pill?

Anyone who has seen "the God of food" knows that it is a delicious food that can make patients with severe anorexia rush out of hospital.

What Yang Song wants to do is such a dish.

Since he wanted to cook, Yang Song did not hesitate to ask the system for a large amount of ingredients.

"Host, it takes time and effort for the system to detect this dish, and it is also a waste of mind. With the current strength of the host, it is likely to fail. Are you sure the host wants to try it?"

"Must try, must succeed!" Yang Song is very confident. He is very inspired now.

You can't do it without him.

"Do you have to use this system to provide food materials? You know, the beef in this system is a super Pingliang Red Bull which is more advanced than Kobe beef. Do you know how these cattle grow? The water they drink is the snow water that nourishes the snow lotus in Tianshan Mountain, and the grass they eat is pure natural and pollution-free. Even the music they listen to is the music played by hall level masters. The workers who go to massage Red Bull every day are optimistic and cheerful people personally selected by the system. Is it really good for you to practice such beef? "

Yang song really didn't see the system say so many words at a time for a long time. He was surprised and said, "I just want it. Do you want it?"

The system is silent, and Yang Song fights with it.

It depends on who can afford it.

Finally, the system was speechless and quietly handed over the red beef.

Although Yang Song had been prepared for a long time, he couldn't help but marvel when he saw the red beef with marble grain on the chopping board.

It is really the legendary Red Pearl of grassland.

"The system, by the way, hand in the prawns."

The system really wants to play dead, but Yang Song is waiting.

"I've given you all the beef. How about shrimp?"

"System, you pain faster, don't whet."

"Hurry up, don't let Red Pearl wait."

"Alas -" the system has learned to sigh.

There is a blue and white porcelain tank in the backyard. As soon as it is opened, you can see the sparkling prawns inside. They are all alive and they are spitting bubbles with great interest.

"Good shrimp, good shrimp, really good shrimp!" Yang Song is very happy.

After checking all the ingredients, Yang Song closed his eyes to the sky and slightly stretched out his arms.

That's right. He's in this position.

Meng Shijia saw it and ran to find Meng Shijia: "sister, sister, brother-in-law was punctured."

"Be normal, or you will be sent to the West courtyard." Meng Shihan is busy analyzing the guests' orders these days. Unfortunately, her younger brother is still bothering her.

"What is the fifth courtyard?"

Yesterday did not eat ice sugar gourd Chen Ming yinci way: "is the mental hospital."

Meng Shijia

It's really my sister.

"Seriously, my brother-in-law looks like this in the backyard!" Meng Shijia closed his eyes and extended his hands.

"The eagle catches the chicken?" Shen Huaizhao also saw it.

"No, it's not. It's the kind of person who has been borrowing from heaven for another 500 years, but it's not so majestic. It's the high-level feeling of Taiji." Meng Shijia said.

Recently, Yang Song is really different from the past.

Meng Shihan was worried. He went to the backyard and saw that Yang Song was still standing quietly.

"I'm not wrong..." Meng Shijia was covered by her sister: "shut up, be quiet, don't disturb your brother-in-law."

Chen Ming covers his mouth and hides behind to watch.

Shen Huaizhao hides behind Chen Ming and covers his mouth.

After staring at him for a while, Yang Song's shape remained unchanged and his expression remained unchanged.

A few of them can't hold on.

Ordinary people can't keep a posture for a long time.

When they want to give up, Yang Song moves.

"I think of it!" Yang Song ran to the beef. With a wave of the big knife, two catties of beef were neatly cut off. Then he abandoned the knife, replaced two round sticks and began to beat.

Dong Dong, Dong Dong, Dong Dong

It's quite rhythmic and rhythmic.

"Brother in law, is this playing music?"

A few people ignored him.

Meng Shihan is thinking: my dear is really powerful!

Chen Ming Meizizi: new dishes, new dishes, new dishes, hahaha

Shen Huaizhao: the boss's good friend has been here.

Meng Shijia: did you pay attention to me?

In order not to disturb Yang Song, they came and left quietly, not to mention the clouds in the West.

The rhythm of Yang songchui's beating was so bright that people working outside felt it, and even couldn't help humming.

"Horse runner, you are mighty and majestic..."

With music blessing, work is more energetic.

Meng Shijia had wiped the table of Baifeng Pavilion three times, but he still didn't feel tired and began to water the flowers again.

"Don't water it. It's possible for lvluo to drown." Shen Huaizhao squeezed the juice, gave Meng Shihan a cup and Chen Ming a cup, and finally it was Meng Shijia's turn.

"Zhaozhao, what do you think your brother-in-law is cooking?"

"I don't know."

There are many possibilities to smash the beef for cooking.

"Do you want to make beef pie?"

"No way!" Chen Ming said with orange juice, "if it's a beef pie, there's no need to use a stick."

"Is that fried noodles with soy sauce?"

"No way."

In Baifeng Pavilion, Chen Ming is the number one fan who loves Yang Song's dishes and honey. Even Meng Shihan is second.

For no other reason, Chen Ming can eat the most, and without Yang Song's food, he can starve to death.

This loyalty to food is unmatched.

"Soup!" Chen Mingqiang didn't say it out loud. The excitement in his voice couldn't stop him: "this is definitely a good dish!"

Yang Song seldom uses soup, but as long as he uses it, he can't.

It's like the difference between ordinary people's meals, meat dishes and vegetarian dishes.

"I smell shrimp!" Mencius' poems contain the Tao.

She has a good sense of taste.

A few people can't help but run to the door again, holding the curtain to see.

Yang Song is going to the shrimp line to take out the white shrimp meat.

His hands are so fast that he can pack a shrimp every second on average.

The cleaned shrimp meat was thrown into the ceramic mortar and began to smash.

This kind of ceramic mortar is usually used to smash garlic. Yang Song chose this one. It's new. It doesn't have any odor, only shrimp.

Wait for him to make the shrimp meat into antler, then quickly knead it into a small round ball and put it into the refrigerator to freeze.

The beef had been salted and tasted, but Yang song could not rest. He began to boil water.

Bring the water to a boil slowly over medium heat. The water in the pot is like crab eye bubbles. Yang Song turns down the heat and takes out the shrimp meatballs. The beef has been pickled.

Beef puree as skin, shrimp meatballs as stuffing, Yang song do a good job, throw one into the pot.

His speed is no doubt very fast, after a while, twenty balls into the pot.

With the lid on, Yang song let out a long breath. He could relax a little at this time.

Waiting for the pot to boil, no one dares to disturb Yang Song.

Three minutes later, when the smoke came on, Yang Song opened the lid of the pot, stirred it six times clockwise with a big colander, and then took it out suddenly.

Twenty pee balls rotate very neatly in the pot.

With a smile, Yang Song covered the pot and five minutes later.

"It's boiling!"