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Chapter 62 The Immortal Barbecue

"Three, go get the meat."

Boss Qing snapped his fingers, and Dapeng ran into the kitchen with a "whirlwind" and appeared in front of everyone with his meat the next moment.

The old man looked shocked: "This guy runs so fast. He needs to go through ten seconds for a hundred meters."

“This is not the limit.”

Wang Li said: "This guy runs the best in the world, and the second in the world is Sun Wukong. That day, he was beaten up with barefoot and under the wind."

Speaking of this, Wang Li suddenly thought that Dapeng could go to a marathon, and flapping his wings would be 90,000 miles... This record is probably not possible before humans develop the rapid power.

"You and your father are a little bit honest."

The old man looked speechless.

Dapeng whispered from the side: "You brag, don't bring me with you... I'm lucky enough to succeed while he is not paying attention."

"Give me the meat."

Boss Qing ignored Wang Li and Dapeng's nonsense, reached out to pick up the plate, and then said to Jinzi: "Please trouble the tenth prince."

"snort!"

Jinzi seemed to be not very considerate of these monster-born guys, and it was a bit uncomfortable to make him ignite Boss Qing, but due to Wang Li's face, he still ignited the carbon fire.

As the fire broke out, Boss Qing skillfully placed the meat skewers on the grill and began to roll quickly.

"He's an expert."

Mr. Wang was a little surprised to see this.

At first, the old man thought that Boss Qing just didn't want to do chores, but now it seems that his barbecue skills are quite solid.

Under the scorching of the sun's true fire, the meat skewers gradually changed color.

The fragrance begins to emanate and makes a sizzling sound.

At this time, Boss Qing touched it from his arms, took out a small porcelain bottle of mutton fat jade, and gently sprinkled the barbecue on the fire.

In an instant, the meat was filled with fragrance. Although it was not as fragrant as the meat roasted by Wang Li, it had an indescribable tempting smell.

"alright!"

Boss Qing put the barbecue on the plate and pushed it to several people and said, "Try my skills."

He is worthy of being a professional.

The meat of Qing Laoda’s roast is both color, aroma and taste, and is visually better than Wang Li’s “charcoal grilling” level.

Wang Li and the old man took a string and put it in their mouths.

"!!!"

It didn't matter if the bite was broken, and the two of them were stunned.

It is also Sun Real Fire Barbecue. There is a difference between having technology and not having technology. Boss Qing finally exaggerated the taste of barbecue to the extreme.

The old man sighed for a long time before sighing: "I used to look down on barbecue, but now I know that it's superficial. It turns out that someone can make primitive things like barbecue into works of art."

"artwork!!"

This is what Mr. Wang said, which shows its weight.

You know, Wang Li’s barbecue is just delicious in the eyes of the old man, but except for the heat, everything else is sloppy.

The Qing boss is exquisite in all aspects. His skillful craftsmanship and experience combined with the assistance of the true fire of the sun completely combines the color, fragrance and smell together. This is called the immortal barbecue.

"Why do I feel that his meat has a strange taste than mine?" Wang Li was very puzzled, it was obviously the same ingredients.

"It's umami!"

Mr. Wang said: "The meat you roast has no umami flavor. Freshness is the soul of cooking. No matter how delicious the meat you roast has no soul, you are not a chef at all."

"I……"

Wang Li was extremely aggrieved. Even if he was not as good as Boss Qing, there was no need to step on him.

"The old man is a person who knows the goods, yes, it's just the umami taste."

Boss Qing was very happy and treated the old man as his confidant on the spot.

"Brother Qing, can you show me your seasoning?" the old man asked again.

"sure."

Boss Qing handed over the porcelain bottle.

The old man opened the porcelain bottle, sniffed it with his hands, took a deep breath, and made a very enjoyable expression.

After a long time, the old man asked, "What kind of seasoning is this?"

"Tianxian Yipin, this is my own match. I can make some barbecue and make some freshness." Qing Lao Avenue.

"Isn't it just chicken essence?" Wang Li rolled his eyes and questioned what the seasoning in Boss Qing's hand was made of, and whether it was made of human flesh.

"The first name of Tianxian..." the old man exclaimed: "This kind of thing is indeed only in heaven and earth, and it is impossible for you to have it in the future. In the future, this oven will belong to you, and I have the final say."

"Haha, thank you, Mr. Qing." Boss Qing was in a good mood after seeking a position for himself.

"That's right, I can be the boss."

Wang Li was very happy to be a boss because someone took over him. It was no more comfortable to be a boss than to work.

People nowadays are full of verbal desires. As long as they are delicious, it is only a matter of time to become popular in the barbecue restaurant. Wang Li is still worried about not having time to write. Now, it is better now. Someone comes to do this job, and it is better than his own. Wang Li is naturally at ease to hand over the work to Boss Qing.

Having said that, these gods are really excellent.

My second brother is the God of War, and now he can create a new world in the pet world across the line.

Boss Qing’s main business is the driver and bodyguard of Manjushri Bodhisattva, but he is not a chef. He has such a good cooking skill. If he is a god who cooks for full-time cooking, wouldn’t he be invincible?

I don’t know who is responsible for writing novels. Wenqu Xingjun? When he comes, he must give him some advice. It’s not in vain to write books for so many years if he’s platinum or something.

I don’t know what Wenqu Xingjun is called.

Bao Longtu? Xu Shilin? Or Fan Jin?

If it is the first two, Wang Li Platinum has hope. If it is the later one... Platinum author is probably the dream of the rest of his life. First of all, he has to find a butcher as his father-in-law. Will it be cheap to buy meat in the future? Can you pick up ten kilograms of cartilage?

Wang Li has a lot of thoughts.

"Now there is a chef, a barbecue chef, and a staff, so we are waiting for the opening. When will we open?" Wang Li asked.

Uncle Yu said, "Brother Wang has seen the life. Today is Lishi. After the brand is ready in the afternoon, we will try it out for one night."

"Really?"

This was an unexpected surprise for Wang Li.

There is an old man in the family who has a treasure. If the old man didn’t come to help, Wang Li would probably be in a hurry now. Not to mention that the trial business will start today, even next week, it may not be possible to complete the procedures.

...

After relocating the three brothers of Shituling, Wang Li completed another task and felt particularly comfortable.

At this time, Wang Li's mother came out with a pot of tea and greeted everyone to have tea.

Seeing the teapot, Wang Li suddenly remembered that someone had asked him to talk about something today.

This matter must be solved quickly, otherwise it would be a sore in the sores in the heart of the feet, which would not be fatal but would make people feel uncomfortable. Especially now that the barbecue restaurant is about to open, it would be disgusting if someone is hurt.

The other party seemed not a good person, so he just talked about Wang Li's fear of losing money, so he had to find someone to accompany him.

My second brother is the best at playing, he is busy now and has no time.

Kui Mulang, same as above.

Jingwei, Wang Li felt even more worried when he brought her.

The three monsters of lion camel were talking to the old man about division of labor in the store, but they couldn't leave.

All the people who can go with me are Jinzi and Yu.

Jinzi is a mage, and she can't fight in close combat. She is likely to be slapped by the opponent's gangster assassin on the back of the head. And if something unexpected happens, it will be too swaggering to fly all over the sky. If a book wants to shoot a TV series, it will waste money on special effects.
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