God of Life

The small stove was always burning, and many students were roasting and playing there.

Two skewers of meat can't afford to be wasted. Everyone treats it as entertainment, and eats it with great interest after it's burnt.

Of course, it must be baked by yourself.

If you do it yourself, no matter how unpalatable the roast is, it is called experience. If someone else stuffs it according to the head, it is called pig food.

So Young Master Wang stood in front of the stove, and the students immediately dispersed five meters away like killing pigs, for fear of being caught.

Why!

Wang Yan sighed silently, with his hands behind his back, he looked down at the ingredients on the table.

At this moment, the clouds in the sky are majestic, and the evening sun has dyed half of the sky into a sea of ​​flames. The auspicious light is like steaming and burning.

The warm golden sun shone on Wang Yan's face, coating him with a layer of brilliance, and he really looked like an extraordinary master.

"It's no wonder that pickled ingredients are delicious."

Sighing to himself, Master Wang raised his right hand: "Come on!"

Thief Jill has bigger.

But Chuan Chuan didn't want to move around, and flew into Wang Yan's hands automatically, but the sand sculptures who were supposed to complete this cooperation were actually in a daze!

Ruyu looked around and asked cautiously: "Boss, what skewers do you want? Isn't there something on the table?"

"Pig?!"

Master Wang immediately failed, and scolded angrily: "Go find fresh meat skewers that haven't been marinated!"

"Oh!"

Ruyu immediately turned around, and rushed towards the hotel while splitting her legs and stretching her hips.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Fu Yushi and Lin Weiwei laughed so hard that they stopped laughing after a while and waved goodbye to Wang Yan.

"Dog, let's go up and change clothes, it's so cold outside."

"Master Wang, come on!"

"Get out, get out, delay things!"

Wang Yan waved his hand impatiently, put away his pose, and sat on the recliner by the table, staring at the haze, feeling peaceful and happy in his heart.

The climate in Mangshan is very comfortable, the hot springs are very comfortable, the scenery is beautiful, and the sunset is even more beautiful.

There is also a group of sand sculpture classmates who regard themselves as big brothers, and good friends who trust and miss themselves...

everything is fine.

Only one little glass is missing, and it can be called perfect.

The conflict between Pingzhi Xiaogongju and Jiaozi is actually nothing at all.

Because Wang Yan really didn't intend to have anything happen with his classmates.

So when they fight each other, the elder and younger simply pretend to be cowardly and let them play freely.

Pingzhi and Xiaogongju were actually solving a problem for Wang Yan.

For Shenhaowang, the really scarce thing is friendship, not beauty.

Only after becoming rich will you understand that with a score of 80 or above, beauties in the conventional definition are simply endless.

If the requirements are lowered a little, there will only be a situation where the wallet and waist are not enough, and there cannot be a window period.

As for Wang Yan, despite his efforts to raise the standards and requirements, there were still many options.

Why do you want to attack your classmates? !

Let Jiaozi Tiantian and the others fully understand something, which is Wang Yan's most gentle and friendly treatment to them.

While waiting quietly, the first class of students who had been notified came back one after another, and sat around the bonfire, laughing and laughing.

The waiter came to help start the fire, causing screams.

"Wow! What a big fire!"

"It's the first time I've experienced a bonfire party. It's so interesting!"

"Look at that sheep, my God, it's drooling!"

...

There was still one day of the National Day holiday, and there were quite a few guests in the hot spring hotel. Seeing that a fire was being lit here, many people gathered quickly.

A middle-aged man with his lover and child stood nearby to observe for a while, then went straight to Wang Yan.

"Student, can you sell me a few skewers of meat and vegetable rolls? I'm really sorry, but the child wants to eat barbecue, so I can only ask with a cheeky face. But don't worry, classmate, I will pay for it, and then grill it myself, no Please."

It was quite discerning to find that Wang Yan was the one who could call the shots.

First Young Master Wang turned his head to look at the child,

I found out that it was a five or six-year-old girl, with a beautiful appearance and big eyes full of longing, looking forward eagerly.

In an instant, Wang Yan's love was aroused.

"I don't need to give you money, I'll give you a few skewers."

Waving his hand to signal that the middle-aged man didn't need to fight any more, Wang Yan turned around and waved to the little girl.

"Little princess, what do you want to eat? Come and talk to brother."

The child's mother smiled and gently pushed the little girl: "Yan Bao is good, thank you brother!"

Yan Bao timidly walked towards Wang Yan, hugged his father's leg tightly, and thanked him in a childlike voice, "Thank you, big brother, you are so kind!"

"Yo, so cute!"

Wang Yan was in a good mood, and his smile became softer and softer: "Brother, can you choose by holding you?"

"it is good!"

The little girl agreed without thinking.

The child's father joked: "Yan Bao, don't you like being hugged by others?"

Yan Bao replied shyly with three words: "Brother is handsome!"

Ouch, what a cute little princess!

Wang Yan laughed loudly, picked up Yan Bao, and led her to choose the ingredients on the table.

"I want to eat meat and intestines, but no vegetables..."

"Okay, whatever! My brother will bake it for you himself, okay?"

When mentioning this, the little girl hesitated a little: "Daddy baked delicious..."

Wang Yan was not discouraged at all, and immediately changed his mind: "Then brother and dad bake together, whichever is delicious."

Yan Bao nodded immediately.

There is more than one stove, there is a circular barbecue stove with iron grills, and there is a long charcoal grill, which can be placed no matter what.

Putting down the little girl, Wang Yan grabbed a handful of at least 20 mutton skewers, gently placed them on the table, twisted them with one hand, and immediately twisted them into a fan shape.

With the addition of [Beauty of Posture], the pose is picturesque.

"Little brother, professional!"

The child's father gave a thumbs up in astonishment, and then began to roll up his arms and sleeves.

"Having opened a restaurant for so many years, I can't lose!"

Yo, quite aggressive.

It's a pity that when Wang Daguabi started pretending to beep, common sense was a fart.

Unhurriedly put the mutton skewers on the grill, and the show began.

Brush the oil with the right hand at a constant speed, and quickly turn it over with the left hand, turning over 12 times in 10 seconds. Each string is evenly brushed, but not even a drop of oil drips onto the charcoal fire.

The most important thing about charcoal grilled skewers is that there should be no open flames, and they should be cooked evenly with heat.

What is uniform?

Under Master Wang's performance, uniformity is a uniform flip in units of one second.

Every kebab is like this.

The fat and gravy are firmly locked in the skewers.

When sprinkling salt and chili noodles, it is absolutely not allowed to pile up nests, otherwise it will be too salty or too bland to eat.

Sprinkle the condiments in the same way as a goddess scattered flowers, then quickly collect the meat skewers, shake them, remove the excess condiments, finally sprinkle with cumin, and then bake slowly for 30 seconds...

A handful of golden mutton skewers are freshly baked.

It was obviously the most pyrotechnic cooking method, but in Wang Yan's hands, the whole movement did not contain any pyrotechnics.

Lift the weight as lightly as possible.

The style of a master is fully displayed.

The surroundings were stunned, and the sand sculpture roommates, Lin Weiwei and Fu Yushi who had just returned were collectively stunned, and began to doubt life.

Is this the legendary culinary idiot and stomach killer? !

Is this a barbecue stall on the street? !

Wang Yan didn't care what they thought, squatted down, handed it to Yan Bao, and smiled to coax the child.

"Good Yanbao, the first string is yours, if it tastes good, thank you brother!"

"Gudong!"

The little girl swallowed violently and nodded frantically.

After receiving the meat skewers, he didn't care about the heat, just took a bite, and then his eyes widened suddenly.