"Woc, woc, woc!!!"

"God, God, Tathagata Buddha, Sister Guanshiyin!!"

"Woc, 66666...I am dazzled by tmd, or I am still dreaming..."

In the live broadcast room.

Explosive barrage, constantly soaring...

at this time.

Mu Han is cutting vegetables.

Because the live broadcast room was so shocking, it was Mu Han, a superb swordman...

A kitchen knife has become an afterimage in Mu Han's hands...

Mu Han, potatoes, turned into thin slices at an incredible speed in Mu Han's hands...

The speed is fast, the slices are thin, the slices are even, and the points are not bad, just like a machine cut out.

Zhou Dongyu on the side was also completely silly.

The whole person turned into a wooden person, staring at Mu Han blankly, that dreamy sword skill...

Occasionally, there was a sound of swallowing saliva from her throat.

scared!

Zhou Dongyu was really frightened.

Regardless of whether Mu Han's cooking is good or not, this sword skill will definitely scare anyone to death.

But this scene is as beautiful as a dream.

This f*ck is not cooking, it's art.

Mu Han's movements were shocking, and it ended very quickly.

It took only twenty seconds to get it done.

Big radish slices, potato slices, cabbage slices, eggplant strips, have been cut into 4 large plates.

Then he told Zhou Dongyu: "Okay, please take it to the guests?"

"Oh." Zhou Dongyu reacted, but then became silly again, and said falteringly: "Take it...Take it, isn't it all lettuce? Take it raw?"

"Huh huh." Mu Han uttered a nasal voice: "What's the matter, you didn't understand what I said?"

"No...but..."

Zhou Dongyu stubbornly wanted to express his meaning, but she was confused and didn't know how to express it.

Mu Han did not listen to Zhou Dongyu's explanation anymore, he had already activated his hands again, a small casserole was quickly filled with water to start a fire, and then the bottom of the pot was prepared...

"Oh??"

At this time, Zhou Dongyu finally understood a little bit, and Mu Han was going to do shabu-shabu.

This is relief.

Without saying anything, she brought 4 plates of chopped vegetables to the table outside.

At this time, Zhao Wei, in order to stabilize the guest, was still chatting with the other side in crappy Interlingua.

Let the other person not sit here alone and get bored, and then leave when unhappy.

Zhou Dongyu came up with 4 plates of cut lettuce.

"??"

Zhao Wei was stunned immediately.

Huh! What's the situation?

This is Mu Han's cooking skills, big radish, Chinese cabbage, cut it, cut it, and served it?

Suddenly, she felt that her small universe couldn't help but explode.

She was already anxious at first, and she really couldn't bear it at this moment.

Uncle can bear it, aunt can't bear it.

"what happened?"

Zhao Wei was on the verge of an attack, frantically tentatively asking.

Zhou Dongyu saw that Zhao Wei's face was very ugly, and was frightened. However, she quickly figured out that Zhao Wei must have the same idea as she did at the beginning, because it was lettuce for the guests.

Zhou Dongyu quickly explained: "Shabu-shabu, what Mu Han is going to do is shabu-shabu, and now he is preparing shabu-shabu soup..."

"Oh."

Zhao Wei's small universe was about to explode, and the temperature dropped a little in an instant.

She also thought of it instantly.

Mu Han bought these big radishes and Chinese cabbage to make shabu-shabu. He really did not know what to make.

Potatoes, at best, can make a stir-fried potato shreds.

Chinese cabbage can be used as a stew, but there must be pork vermicelli or something, and it is very vulgar.

In fact.

The dishes that can be made with these kinds of raw materials are all very vulgar, and they are a bit unsuitable for the table.

This is the reason. Other talents would be so surprised when they saw that Mu Han had only passed these things.

If you say that you can eat home-cooked meals at home, these things are perfectly fine.

But now it’s a restaurant.

Moreover, I opened a restaurant in a foreign country, this thing may be lost to foreign countries.

Director, Wang Tian.

Seeing Mu Han's sword skills, he was almost blinded by the krypton gold dog's eyes.

f*ck.

It's really awesome.

It's too exaggerated, as the photographer said.

Either this goods will not make a move, this one will be a terrifying cry.

But he saw the live broadcast room, because of Mu Han's sword skills, that showed off the operation of Skyrim.

The whole live broadcast room burst into unimaginable.

The popularity has never been higher, and a large number of fans have poured into the live broadcast room.

Those people are fans who have been shocked. It is recommended to invite friends around them to watch the live broadcast as soon as possible.

After all, this is too exciting to be missed.

And before it was Mu Han's fans, a group of fans.

At this time, there were bursts of smirk in the live broadcast room

"Hey Hey…"

"Hey hey... you know how powerful Kung Fu masters are, for a small sample, this is just the tip of the iceberg of Kung Fu masters, you can't even imagine how awesome Kung Fu masters are..."

"Master of Kung Fu, give out your supernatural power, and let this gang of people who have never seen the world have a long experience... What is a perfect male god!"

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