"What''s that guy doing?" some diners looked at Wu Mian''s "face" to the charcoal fire. They felt very strange and whispered.
"Who knows, it looks really good. Unfortunately, how can I take my girlfriend?"
"It''s a brain problem. When we came in, we saw him looking at the charcoal. We don''t know what''s good."
Wu Mian can hear others whisper about himself, but he doesn''t care.
From small to large, people talk about themselves everywhere. In this regard, Wu Mian''s heart is extremely strong.
What he is not satisfied with is the strategies that can be found on the Internet. Is this also called strategies?
All the information that can be collected is simply too rough to be seen! How can you make things so casually and simply, and there is no replicability at all.
There are no phase I, phase II and phase III trials, no double-blind comparison, no... Nothing Wu Mian wants to see.
There''s no way. The words that promise Chu Zhixi to cook are still ringing in his ears. He can''t speak.
Wu Mian calmly put on ordinary PVC gloves and gently stroked the meat on the meat string.
Through the gloves, Wu Mian felt the delicacy and smoothness of the meat, but he was silly.
Standing in the position of the performer, the things you can feel are different from now, completely different!
The feeling of controlling everything disappeared, leaving only helplessness and helplessness.
On the operating table, Wu Mian wants to be a savior, but now, if he wants to roast all these meat, it''s better to be charred outside and tender inside, so as to make people''s lips and teeth fragrant.
I... never did... Never did
Wu Mian''s eyes narrowed into two cracks. The bridge of his nose was like a mountain and a river, and his eyes were like two streams, deep still water.
"Brother..." Chu Zhixi whispered, "why don''t you let the waiter bake it and bring it back?"
"No!" Wu Mian said firmly, "I''m sure I can do it. There will be no accident. Girl, don''t worry, I''m sure I can!"
Chu Zhixi looked at Wu Mian''s expression and knew that this sentence was just casual.
She is not Wu Mian. She can''t remember how many times her brother said similar words. But in the past, every time he encountered a difficult operation, he stood in the position of the operator and said so with a smile.
Although you can''t see the expression through the sterile mask, you can feel full of confidence and relaxation in your words, and your eyes are narrowed, but it''s not as nervous as now, but contains a confident smile.
Oh, I can''t help it. Chu Zhixi looked at Wu Mian pitifully and hoped that his brother would start early.
"I''m going to start," Wu Mian said seriously. Then he took two strings and put them on the barbecue rack.
"Brother, just bake two?"
"Well, one for you and one for me." Wu Mian looked at the charcoal fire and the meat kebabs on it wholeheartedly. He didn''t think of the true meaning of Chu Zhixi''s words.
The white jade hand kept turning over the meat kebab, and the oil kept falling, "Teng" burst into flames. Wu Mian felt the change of the meat on the kebab while turning the kebab.
The change is very subtle. If you want to roast the best meat kebab, you must master this detail.
About three minutes later, Wu Mian handed the string to Chu Zhixi.
"Girl, try it."
Wu Mian''s eyes opened with confidence.
"This must be one of the best meat kebabs in the world."
The aroma overflowed. Chu Zhixi swallowed a mouthful of saliva, took the meat kebab and nodded hard.
Wu Mian looked at Chu Zhixi with expectant eyes and waited for her response.
Chu Zhixi bit it down, then his lips stood still, holding a roasted string, staring at Wu Mian.
"Is it delicious? Don''t you want to eat?" Wu Mian said with a smile. "It''s all right. I''ll cook it for you every day in the future."
"Brother... It''s all burnt... There''s no salt yet..."
Chu Zhixi took a paper towel and spit out the meat kebab in his mouth.
The meat is too burnt to eat. Wu Mian frowned and looked at Chu Zhixi''s spit out meat. He said suspiciously, "it shouldn''t be."
"Emmm." Chu Zhixi looked into Wu Mian''s eyes and asked, "brother, what do you think when you barbecue kebabs?"
"Orthopedics, do you remember the pressure cooker for tumor surgery?"
"..." Chu Zhixi was full at once.
"Every time I have an operation, as long as the meat smell comes, I know that orthopedics is doing that operation again." Wu Mian looked at the string in his hand suspiciously, "I''ve tried my best to feel it, but how can I do it?"
Then he put the meat kebab in his hand into his mouth.
Feeling the burning of the meat, Wu Mian''s eyebrows frowned. Just like surgical training, Wu Mian flashed back in front of his eyes, and just matched his kebab action, heat and meat size one by one.
Finally, Wu Mian determined that the meat kebab was really burnt.
He spit out the burnt meat and began to bake the kebab again.
"Little brother, can I help you?" a girl of nearly thirty came up and asked politely.
"Thank you, no need." Wu Mian smiled politely and said.
"Can you add your wechat?" the girl asked directly without looking at Chu Zhixi.
"Oh, if you want to see me, please contact my fiancee." Wu Mian took back his eyes and looked at the meat kebab again.
The girl returned bitterly.
"Brother, how so good."
"I''ve always been so good."
"Be good when I''m away."
"Hey, hey, if you''re not with me, who still... Don''t make trouble, I want to bake a string." Wu Mian dodged Chu Zhixi''s hand and said with a smile, "it''s all right. It was just a small accident."
Chu Zhixi''s stomach grunted.
"I... as soon as possible." Wu Mian felt the pressure. He calmed down and repeated the action just now again.
First, understand the size, toughness and freshness of the meat on the meat kebab, and then put the meat kebab on it according to the temperature of the charcoal fire.
Another accident
Another accident
When Wu Mian and Chu Zhixi asked for the roasted meat kebabs, there were not many people in the kebab shop, and the rest were drunken people drinking table by table.
While eating the skewers, Wu Mian pondered the success or failure of the skewer baking activity.
"Brother." Chu Zhixi ate sweet, which seemed to be the best thing she had ever eaten in her life.
Whether it''s beauty or food, it''s sure to be compared.
"Hmm?" Wu Mian thought about things in his heart and answered softly.
"I think there''s a problem with your turning speed. There''s a string store that turns strings automatically. Just look at the heat." Chu Zhixi said with a string in his mouth.
"Really? That''s very convenient."
Seeing Wu Mian''s actions, Chu Zhixi knew what he was going to do.
"No, I want to eat here." Chu Zhixi rejected Wu Mian''s idea that he hadn''t said, "next time, next time, don''t worry."