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Ten years ago, many people missed the Internet economy and regretted it.
When the Penguin Group first launched its WeChat official account, no one was optimistic about it. Later, it became popular, and countless people made a lot of money.
Luo Yun also regretted it. If he had operated a few official accounts earlier and written something random, maybe he wouldn't have to work hard to deliver food and do odd jobs to earn tuition fees.
but now!
Opportunity has come!
Xianwang has just launched the official account function, and he will be the first batch of people to register for the official account. This time, he will never miss it again!
Luo Yun is gearing up and can't wait to register for the official account now.
"I've thought of a name a long time ago, and it's [Writer Ning Xiaoyao]!"
"Everyone can go to WeChat to search, maybe you can really find something, such as Fanwai, QQ group or something!"
"I want to use this official account to show my strengths on Xianwang.com and attract tens of billions of followers! At that time, I will advertise, live stream the goods, recommend products, and I will definitely make a lot of money!"
Luo Yun waved his fist excitedly, then looked down.
The content of the second update is to add a function called "Take a shot".
"Take a shot?"
"What is it for?"
Luo Yun couldn't figure it out, so he could only watch it later.
Except for these two updates, the others are either optimized or dealt with bugs, and there is nothing particularly noteworthy.
Putting back his mobile phone, Luo Yun happily walked into the gate of the manor.
From a long distance, he heard Tang Yafei's voice.
"There are still three hours, and our family will have a New Year's Eve banquet. Now you tell me that Master Chen can't come?"
Tang Yafei yelled at a bearded man wearing a chef's hat, very angry, "Do you think the money is too low? I'll add another 100,000!"
"Mr. Tang, it's not about the money. Our Chef Chen really can't come!"
The man with the mustache was also very anxious, and blurted out in a hurry, "Damn it!"
"What?"
"Ahem! I mean, his mother died!"
""
Concubine Tang Ya was stunned.
It's too unlucky for a family member to pass away during Chinese New Year.
Just when she was helpless, Luo Yun came back, "Let Master Chen bury his mother, and I will cook this New Year's Eve banquet."
"you?"
"President Tang, this is"
The man with the mustache looked at Luo Yun.
His name is Ma Xiaoyang, and he is the deputy of Tangge Hotel's five-star chef Chen Dalian. He has worked in the culinary world for several years, and Luo Yun doesn't look like a cook no matter what.
"This is my friend, Luo Yun, who lives in our house."
Concubine Tang Ya glanced at Luo Yun and rolled her eyes, "Luo Yun, this is Ma Xiaoyang, the sous chef of Tangge Restaurant."
"It turned out to be Mr. Luo."
After Sous Chef Ma shook hands with Luo Yun, he didn't accept his suggestion, but said to Tang Yafei: "Mr. Tang, why don't I contact my friends in my circle and find a chef for you temporarily?"
"To be honest, the standard of your New Year's Eve banquet is too high, and the ingredients are too precious. There are no more than ten chefs in Binhai who can take on this important task, so they may not be able to shout it."
"Okay, sorry to trouble you, money is not a problem."
Tang Yafei sighed.
If it is really impossible to call someone, then she can only roll up her sleeves and go into battle.
""
Luo Yun felt that he was ignored as air.
"I said, Sister Yafei, let me come, I have learned some cooking skills recently."
Luo Yun said with a wry smile.
"Oh, Luo Yun, little ancestor!"
"I'm so busy, can you stop making trouble!"
Tang Yafei was speechless, staring at Luo Yun angrily with her charming eyes.
Sous Chef Ma next to him looked confused, wondering who this kid is, why does he feel that he has an unusual relationship with Mr. Tang? This thin skin and tender meat, could it be
"I didn't make any trouble!"
Luo Yun raised his voice several decibels, "I said I can do it, and I can do it!"
Tang Yafei sighed again, and waved to him, "All right, all right, then go to the kitchen and cook two dishes"
"Okay, then I'll show you what I'm capable of!"
Luo Yun strode away with his head held high and his chest held high.to go.
"Obviously they are all general-level figures, but they still play childish temper all day long!"
Tang Yafei shook her head, "It's not that Ah Ping didn't tell me that when you were together, you would order takeout every day, or eat boiled seafood dipped in sauce, you know how to cook!"
"I believe that Ah Ping's cooking skills are better than yours!"
Sous Chef Ma laughed at the side, "Mr. Tangthen I"
"You keep in touch!"
"yes!"
Downton Abbey is divided into two parts.
One part is the vestibule, where the master lives, and the other part is the backyard, where the servants live.
The kitchen is in the backyard, passing through the living room, Luo Yun happened to meet Luo Yinping.
"Master!"
"Come and help me!"
"Okay! Uh, master, what should I do?"
"Cooking!"
"Ah? Master, do you cook?"
Luo Yinping followed behind Luo Yun, with an unbelievable expression on his face, as if he had seen a ghost.
"Wow you all! You don't believe me, I'm going to blow your faces off today!"
Luo Yun rolled up his sleeves and strode towards the back kitchen.
"Master Yun!"
"Master Yun!"
"Master Yun!"
Six or seven cooks and cooks, as well as housekeeper Zhou, all looked at Luo Yun.
Seeing Luo Yun dragging out expensive ingredients from the freezer, Housekeeper Zhou panicked and came to persuade him.
"Here comes the knife!"
Luo Yun slapped the kitchen counter with his right hand, and his anger surged. Not far away, a kitchen knife of Zhang Xiaoquan brand vibrated twice, and suddenly came off the shelf and slashed at him!
"ah!"
"Master Yun!"
"Master, be careful!"
The chefs and cooks exclaimed in the kitchen.
Luo Yun held the handle of the knife casually, relaxed and freehand, flowing freely.
"Young Master, great work!"
There was another burst of applause from behind.
Afterwards, Luo Yun dragged out a piece of fine Japanese Wagyu sirloin from the freezer, and the kitchen knife in his right hand spun and cut. Slices of beef as thin as cicada's wings were cut off and neatly arranged on the cutting board.
Several cooks stepped forward to take a look, and they were shocked!
"Every piece is the same size and the same thickness!"
"What kind of fairy knife work is this!?"
"too strong!"
"Chef Chen at Tangge Restaurant, can't do this either?"
After the beef, it's tofu.
The best Huainan imperial concubine tofu.
Luo Yun holds a kitchen knife and cuts the tofu at an extremely fast frequency. Every knife is the same force, cut to the same depth, and the roots are broken!
There is a famous Huaiyang dish in Jiangning Province, called Wensi Tofu Soup, which is made by cutting three thousand knives vertically and horizontally on a piece of tofu, and immersing it in water after cutting.
As for Luo Yun, this number must be multiplied by two to cut six thousand dollars!
What's even more perverted is that Luo Yun is cutting tofu with his left hand, while his right hand is still handling a lively East China Sea lobster!
? Two-pronged approach with one mind!
"this¡¡"
Everyone was dumbfounded.
"Master, he actually integrated martial arts into cooking?"
"It's amazing! But where does he find the time to practice"
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