Live: The Longing For Life In The Sea

"Pour the oil on the hot pot, add the green onions first, fry the fragrant, and quickly add the fish."

"When the fish is fried, it must be just right. If it is too old, it may stick to the pan and become too hard."

"If it is too tender, the taste will not be up to standard, and it will easily have a fishy smell."

While holding the big iron spoon, he swayed all kinds of spices easily, and matched with his left hand to easily stir the big iron pan, there were constant churning flames, surging from the bottom of the iron pan.

Standing on the side, Liu Qianqian shrugged her shoulders involuntarily. She seemed to have some understanding of Lin Changfeng's thoughts and routines.

Regardless of the taste, the cooking methods and scene effects must be handsome, anyway, most fans and netizens can't eat it!

Shuai is done!

In fact, it is true. Regardless of the taste, Lin Changfeng's relaxed, stir-frying and deliberately invoking the wok, really have a bit of flamboyant and show effects.

Lin Changfeng can't help it!

Who makes the tastes of the fans as the gold masters so unruly? Ordinary main dishes and stir-fry dishes can't be caught in the eyes of pain at all!

Only as it is now, the effect of the program is quite splendid, and at the same time it can take into account both the taste and the visual effect.

Didn't see the densely rewarded gifts now, and the continuous increase in the popularity of the live broadcast room, fully demonstrate the success of his strategy?

Lin Changfeng also wanted to be lazy and come back to the pure and pure salted fish Ba Shi.

But the direct silence at the beginning has already annoyed everyone enough, and if the waves continue like this, there may really be powder loss, and Lin Changfeng doesn't want to do this.

Well, it's best to wear leather in a steady state!

Seeing the number of fans in the live broadcast room soaring, the triumphant smile on the corner of Lin Changfeng's mouth became even worse.

Fans and viewers who are watching the live broadcast room increasingly "hate" Lin Changfeng's smile, which forms a very weird virtuous circle.

"It's so annoying, this funny is cooking than the anchor cooking, and there are so many tricks that I can see that I am a little hungry, bah... Don't be hungry anymore, or you will gain weight again."

Zhao Yaqin snorted involuntarily, a weird smile suddenly appeared on her pretty face.

It suddenly occurred to her that ordinary speeches seemed to have been banned, but reward speeches should not be banned.

Boss Zhao rewards the spaceship×1.

"Annoying anchor, don't you know that they are eating right now? You made them eat half a bowl too much, it's too Damn it..."

The declaration brought by the spaceship passing by, so eye-catching and dazzling, not only caused an uproar.

At the same time, the heat of the live broadcast room has once again easily rushed to the top of the public platform.

After seeing this scene, many fans and viewers in other live broadcast rooms rushed over with a smell.

They all have to take a good look, what good dishes deserve this big reward!

Wow!

The densely packed grease and water slowly spilled down, mixing and blending with each other, and at the same time, the crisp sound of crackling, with bursts of steaming heat slowly emerged.

After sniffing the air and heat, Lin Changfeng, who knew that the work had been completed, did not stop.

Instead, they continued to stir the oil pan, twisting the surrounding flames into the fire, forming a peculiar scene like a hot wheel.

The fire is everywhere, the oil is flying, and nothing else, it looks good!

Afterwards, Lin Changfeng's other hand was put aside quite leisurely, and put down one big plate after another.

As Lin Changfeng stirred the iron pot on the left, he picked up the iron spoon's right hand again.

Fluttering in the fire, bit a large group of glowing fish.

Put it in the first plate, the action is so fast, it was completed in the blink of an eye.

Pieces of bright red fish fell quickly, and then the flames in Lin Changfeng's iron pan gradually faded.

With the last wave of the iron spoon, all the remaining fish meat was taken away.

A bunch of fluffy flames burst into the flames fiercely, bursting slowly like blooming golden cotton, and finally disappearing invisible.

Only in front of people's eyes and memories, leaving a bright trace.

Just the right amount of fish meat is spread separately on each plate, followed by the boiling hot and spicy soup.

In the crisp sound of "cracking", Lin Changfeng paused directly on each plate, and quickly passed directly.

The fragrance is overflowing and the colors are pleasant. Just a glance makes Boss Zhao excited and delighted.

Haha, it's time to show off!

"Leave the plate! I'll take it!"

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