1267: C1267 To Watch the Show

C1267 To Watch the Show

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It was dawn!

Yang Soong's biological clock allowed him to open his eyes on time. He stood up, washed up, and began to move his body.

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

Yang Soong walked around the jar of wine and began to exercise in the arena without worry.

"Chef Yang, do you want to run?"

"I can't run today. I just need to exercise on the spot." Yang Soong did some warm-up exercises and planned to officially start.

After a punch, a chop, and two hundred push-ups, it would be about time.

"We'll accompany you!"

The crowd quickly opened up an empty space.

Everyone in red sportswear opened up the formation.

"Chef Yang, radio gymnastics is very healthy. Let's do this!"

We'll do it as he said.

The music started!

"The national secondary school elementary school gymnastics fledgling eagle has taken off..."

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

If there was anything else that could awaken people's common memories, it would definitely be a national broadcast gymnastics exercise.

Street interview:

"What? Broadcast gymnastics? I don't know how to do it. How many years has it been since I graduated? "

" I forgot. I've already forgotten everything. I only remember two, two, three, four. I really can't remember anything else. It seems like there's a jumping sport that's quite fun. "

"I remember. The chicks are taking off, dancing in youth, and the era is calling!"

"I only remember a squatting motion. I can't remember anything else."

"At that time, I didn't think it was interesting, but now that I think about it, radio gymnastics is actually very useful."

"I like to do radio gymnastics. The young lady leading the gymnastics is very beautiful. Unfortunately, I have completely forgotten about her now."

……

Basically, everyone thought that they had forgotten about radio gymnastics. When the familiar music started playing...

Unconsciously, they followed the music.

Yang Soong did not intend to do the radio gymnastics, but when the music started playing, he could not help but start.

Other than the red sportswear, the others also raised their arms and legs, jumping and turning around.

"I really didn't think that after so many years, I would actually know radio gymnastics!"

"Me too, look at the movements, they're standard."

"Now I'm back in youth!"

"That's right!"

The group of people laughed and laughed.

A set of radio gymnastics only took about three minutes, but the effect was very good.

"Let's do another set!"

There were many sets of radio gymnastics. Anyway, everyone was having fun.

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

"I won't forget, don't worry!" Yang Soong even thanked someone.

He was Yang Soong, Yang Soong with a good sense of smell.

Nozawa Izawa thought that Yang Soong was sleeping and playing. In any case, he was not doing proper business.

Only Yang Soong knew that he had been paying attention to Buddha Jumping over the Wall.

As the temperature changed, the ingredients in the jar matured, the taste, and the taste changed. He had a scale in his heart.

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

Every time Yang Soong slept, he would calculate the time in his heart and wake up with his nose.

Nozawa Ichiro misunderstood. It could only be said that he really did not have enough experience.

There were no two identical leaves in the world, nor were there any identical chefs.

Who said that chefs had to guard the stove so bitterly?

Geniuses and mortals were different in the end.

They could not use the standards of geniuses to request for mortals, and naturally, they could not use the self-righteousness of mortals to request geniuses. That was very cruel.

Unfortunately, this was not something that everyone understood.

Yang Soong understood, but Nozawa Ichiro did not understand.

Otherwise, nozawa Ichiro would not have committed the same mistake twice.

Both of them had reached the final stage of their Buddhist Jumping Wall.

At this moment, they needed to gradually reduce the volume of the fire.

They had to keep the ingredients in the jar heating up, but they absolutely could not overheat it.

At the last moment, he must be careful. He must not let all his efforts go to waste.

Nozawa nervously began to mutter to the jar.

Yang Soong actually went to pick ingredients at this time.

"What is he doing? Does Chef Yang want to add vegetables into the wall?"

"It's already past nine o'clock. Is there still time to add more dishes?"

"I don't know, but I heard people say that many wealthy families used to make Buddhist Jumping Wall dishes. They would compete with each other to see which family had more precious ingredients and who had more noodles."

"It's not like all precious ingredients can be put inside, right? What if it doesn't taste good?"

"Of course, in the end, it still depends on the taste."

"Chef Yang has already put in so many good ingredients. What else can he put in now?"

"Flying in the sky, swimming in the water, and running on the ground have all been put in. I really can't think of any other precious ingredients."

"There haven't been any aliens yet."

"Brother, you're so humorous."

"I think so too."

……

Yang Soong took a radish.

The crowd was in an uproar. The audience's hearts were filled with black lines.

"We all thought you were going to use your ultimate move, but you actually took out a radish?"

"Could it be that this radish looks ordinary, but it's actually extraordinary?"

"It's very likely. Brother Song is just roasting a Beef Kebabs, and even the beef used is extraordinary. Not to mention, hmm, whatever. No matter how you look at it, it looks like a radish."

Yang Soong even took a bite. It was crisp and full of juice. It was sweet.

"This seems to be our local radish. The market is looking for it to sell for nine cents and nine pounds."

"That's right. Look, brother Song has a shopping bag next to him. It's the bag from the market next to him."

"Brother Song took another bite and nodded his head in satisfaction."

This radish is really delicious. As expected of the radish that I personally picked.

Yang Soong took out a few more radishes, which were full of water.

After that, he sat there and started cutting the radishes.

Yang Soong held two of the round Daqing radishes with one hand and cut them with his long knife.

Thump, thump, thump, thump...

The saber flashed, and the Radish was cut into pieces before being cut into pieces.

Yang Soong cut the radish into pieces. The falling blade was like the wind blowing against the snow.

"I feel like Chef Yang didn't even look at the kitchen knife. This is too fast. I didn't even see it clearly, and this sturdy radish turned into strands."

"It's a little dazzling!"

The huge porcelain bowl by Yang Soong's table was being filled up bit by bit.

"This is the first time I feel that people are faster than machines."

"I knew Chef Yang's knife skills were good, but I didn't expect it to be so good. I saw that the radish was exactly the same thickness."2

"Awesome!"

The two brothers, si Tuqing and Situ Ran, didn't feel anything. They even yawned.

"What is this?" Situ Qing said.

This fellow's voice wasn't considered soft. He had even deliberately used a disdainful tone when everyone was discussing.

"What did you say? Looking down on Chef Yang's knife skills?"

"There are so many shredded radishes. Chef Yang's knife is like a god's help. Can you be better than Chef Yang?"

"Little kid, don't boast shamelessly just because you don't know anything."

Situ Qing waited for them to finish speaking before saying, "You guys misunderstood. I mean, you guys only saw Brother Song cutting the radish and thought that he was good. Then you really underestimated him."

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