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Chapter 1062

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"Beep, beep, beep, beep …" The sound of the kitchen knife cutting on the chopping board was endless. In less than five seconds, a radish was cut.

The onlookers only saw a whole radish on the chopping board. Ning Xi gently piled it up, only to find that the radish had been cut into countless thin pieces.

The host and Feng Rui, who were closest to her, were the most surprised, and the director was also confused.

"This … this knife skill! Did our program finally have a capable person? Wang, did you film it just now? "The director turned to the cameraman eagerly and asked.

The cameraman looked innocent. "The camera was on the female guest's face. I didn't have time to turn the lens, and she had finished …"

"You didn't get such a wonderful and important scene! Where's your professionalism? "The director couldn't help shouting.

"Come on … It only took her about three or five seconds to cut a radish! I didn't even have time to cut the lens! "

The director glared at the cameraman and then ran to communicate with Ning Xi. "Ning Xi, I didn't expect you to have such knife skills! We are going to give you a close-up. You cut too fast just now, and the cameraman didn't have time to adjust the angle! Can you cut another one? No, no, two more. We want to shoot a close-up and a long-distance shot! You know, the audience is so difficult to please. The long-distance shot is to prevent them from saying that we are looking for a substitute! "

"Okay." Ning Xi cooperated.

So, Ning Xi cut two more radishes.

This time, even the audience saw it clearly. They all stared at it and talked about it. The host deliberately picked up a radish and walked to the cameraman to give it a close-up. It was indeed as thin as a cicada's wing. "I'm afraid it can't be cut without seven or eight years of practice, right?"

Then, Ning Xi began to make braised pork.

Old soy sauce, light soy sauce, cooking wine, rock sugar, star anise, ginger, spring onion, pepper, fragrant leaves …

In less than three minutes, Ning Xi prepared all the ingredients and put them aside neatly. Then, she picked up a piece of pork belly with the skin, poured cold water into the pot, added star anise, ginger, fragrant leaves, and pepper, and began to cook it over high heat.

After the water boiled, Ning Xi fished out the meat, carefully scraped the dirt and hair on the surface with a knife, and then evenly cut it into a three-centimeter square …

His movements were as smooth as flowing water, without the slightest stumbling.

"Ning Xi, I saw you brought this grass. What's it for?"

"It's commonly known as Malan, also known as Malan. It's often used by the people to tie Zongzi and various cooked meats. Using it to tie Red Braised Pork won't loosen up."

"What's so special about this clay pot?"

"Actually, you can use other electronic pots instead, but I feel that although using a clay pot might take a little longer, it will be more delicious."



Ning Xi looked very serious when she was cooking, as if she was completing a very important work of art. After asking a few questions, the host didn't dare to disturb her.

From the beginning to the end, Ning Xi did not deliberately show off her skills. She was just cooking seriously, but people could not take their eyes off her unconsciously. It turned out that without any pranks or boring interactions between male and female guests, just watching someone cook could be so interesting. It could even be said to be a kind of enjoyment. This was a special charm that belonged to the professional field …

Finally, a pot of braised pork was ready. The exciting moment had arrived.

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