I’m A Baller

　　 The small stove is always on fire, and many students are grilling and playing there.

　　 One or two skewers of meat is not too wasteful. Everyone is entertaining. If it’s burnt, you can eat it happily.

　　 Of course, it must be baked by yourself.

　　 Do it yourself, no matter how unpalatable it is, it is called experience, and someone else stuffs it with its head, it is called pig food.

　　 So Wang Dashao stood in front of the stove, and the students immediately spread out five meters away like a pig, for fear of being caught.

Hey!

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

　　 At this moment, the clouds in the sky are magnificent, and the evening sun dyes half of the sky into a sea of ​​flames, and the rays of light are tens of thousands, like steaming.

　　 The golden yellow sun shines on Wang Yan's face, coating him with a layer of brilliance, it seems that he really has a bit of extraordinary mastery.

　　 "The marinated ingredients are so delicious."

　　 sighed to himself, Master Wang took a picture with his right hand: "Come on!"

　　 The thief Jill has bigger.

　　 But Chuan Chuan was not ready to move, and flew into Wang Yan's hands automatically, and the sand sculptures who should have completed this cooperation were in a daze!

　　 Ruyu looked around and asked carefully, "Boss, what do you want? There is none on the table, is it?"

　　 "Pig?!"

　　Master Wang suddenly broke his power and scolded in an angry brow: "Look for fresh meat skewers that have not been marinated!"

"Oh!"

　　 Ruyu immediately turned around and rushed towards the hotel with his legs and hips.

　　 "Hahahaha..."

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

　　 "Dogzi, we went up to change our clothes, it was cold outside."

　　 "Master Wang, come on!"

　　 "Get off now, get off, delay things!"

　　 Wang Yan waved his hand impatiently, put away his pose, and sat down on the couch by the table, staring at the haze, feeling peace and joy in his heart.

　　The climate of Mang Mountain is very comfortable, the hot springs are very comfortable, the scenery is beautiful, and the evening sun is even more beautiful.

　　 There is another group of sand sculpture classmates who regard themselves as big brothers, and good friends who trust and think about themselves...

everything is fine.

　　 Only a small glass is missing, it can be called perfect.

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

　　 Because Wang Yanzhen didn't plan to happen to his classmates.

　　 So when they fought each other, both young and old simply pretended to be counseled and let them play freely.

　　Pingzhi and Xiao Gongju are actually trying to settle a trouble for Wang Yan.

　　 For the gods, the real scarcity is friendship, not beauty.

　　 After becoming a rich person, I will understand that a beauty with a score of 80 or more, in the conventional definition, is simply endless.

　　 A little lower requirements, only the wallet and waist are not enough, there is no window period.

　　And Wang Yan, despite his efforts to raise standards and requirements, there are still many alternatives.

　　 Why do you start with your classmates? !

　　 Let Jiaozi Tiantian and they thoroughly understand something, that is, Wang Yan treats them the most gentle and friendly.

　　 After waiting quietly, the classmates who had been notified returned one after another, sitting around the bonfire, laughing and laughing.

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

　　 "Wow! What a big fire!"

　　 "This is the first time I have experienced a bonfire party, so interesting!"

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

　　……

　　 There is still one day during the long holiday of November. There are many guests in the hot spring hotel. Seeing a fire here, a lot of people quickly gathered.

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

"Student, can you sell me some skewers of meat and vegetable rolls? I'm really sorry, but the child is obsessed with barbecue, so I can only ask brazenly. But don’t worry, classmates, I will pay for it and bake it myself, no Trouble you guys."

　　 has a lot of foresight, and can actually find that Wang Yan is the one who can call the shots.

　　Wang Dashao turned his head and looked at the child, and found that it was a five or six-year-old girl, with a pink look, big eyes full of longing, and she looked over eagerly.

　　 Aroused Wang Yan's love in an instant.

　　 "You don't have to give money, let's give you a few bunches."

　　 waved his hand to signal that the middle-aged man no longer need to fight, Wang Yan turned his head and waved to the little girl.

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

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

　　 Yan Bao timidly walked towards Wang Yan, and hugged his father's leg tightly, and thanked her grandiosely: "Thank you, big brother, you are so kind!"

　　 "Oh, so good!"

　　 Wang Yan was in a good mood, and smiled softer and softer: "Is my brother holding you and picking?"

"it is good!"

　　 The little girl agreed without thinking.

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

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

　　 Oh, what a lovely little princess!

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

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

　　 "Okay, it's okay! Brother will bake it for you himself, OK?"

　　 Mentioned this, the little girl hesitated a little: "Dad baked delicious..."

　　 Wang Yan was not discouraged at all, and immediately changed his words: "Then brother and dad will bake together, which one is delicious."

　　 Yan BMW nodded.

　　 There are more than one stoves, there are round barbecue grills with iron nets, and long barbecue grills with carbon. They are all open.

　　 Putting down the little girl, Wang Yan grabbed a handful of at least 20 mutton skewers, lightly pounded it on the table, twisted with one hand, and suddenly twisted into a fan shape.

　　 With the addition of [Beauty of Posture], the posture is beautiful and picturesque.

　　 "Little brother, professional!"

　　 The child's dad gave a thumbs up in shock, and immediately began to roll up his arm sleeves.

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

　　, kind of fighting spirit.

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

　　 Straighten the lamb skewers on the grill and the performance begins.

Brush the oil with the right hand at a constant speed, turn the left hand quickly, and turn 12 times in 10 seconds. Each skewer is evenly brushed, but even a drop of oil star does not drip onto the charcoal fire~www.wuxiaspot.com~The charcoal grilled skewers, The most important thing is that there should be no open flame, and the heat should be used evenly.

　　What is uniformity?

　　 Under the performance of Master Wang, the uniformity is the constant rotation in the unit of one second.

　　 Every lamb skewers are like this.

　　The fat and gravy are firmly locked in the skewers.

　　 When sprinkling salt and chili noodles, you must never pile nests, otherwise it will be salty and light, and you won’t be able to eat it.

　　 Sprinkle the condiments in the way of the goddess's flowers, then quickly gather the skewers, dip and shake, remove the excess condiments, and finally sprinkle with cumin, and then slowly roast for 30 seconds...

　　 A handful of golden lamb skewers are freshly baked.

　　 is obviously the heaviest cooking method with firework, but in Wang Yan's hands, there is no smoke at all in the whole action.

　　 Lifting weights with ease, with ease.

　　The master style is exhaustive.

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

　　 Is this the legendary cooking idiot and gastrointestinal killer? !

　　 Isn’t this a barbecue stall on the street? !

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

　　 "Guy Yanbao, the first one is yours. If it is delicious, thank you brother!"

　　 "Gudong!".

　　 The little girl swallowed her saliva and nodded frantically.

　　 took the meat skewers, ignoring that it would be hot, just a bite, and then suddenly widened his eyes.