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Chapter 561 Variety Live Broadcast

Chapter 561 Variety Live

Shen Yunzhang on the big screen of the movie, or a personality of the noble son, or a small person who ran around at the bottom, has countless characters in life, have been vividly interpreted by him.

But for the first time, the audience saw the home -type Shen Yunzhang.

Wearing a simple white home, a pink apron on the waist, and white flour with both hands, just like a signs of a good father. He faced the sudden shot and only smiled slightly.

[I wipe it, the face of our Yunyun cub is too capable! There is no difference after makeup before makeup!]

[He actually steamed the buns in person! I call the immortal Xia Fan]

[One day I want to marry a male god again]

[What else is the film emperor? Is he except for having children and other children !!]

[Only I am silently stabbing sugar, envy the director of the river, and I can see the film emperor who is down the kitchen every day]

Of course, there are a lot of black powder in the rolling barrage.

[Come again and again, the film emperor came again to set up the perfect man again, sooner or later, turn over]

[And you dreamed of the perfect object of the dreamer every day, who knows what the film emperor is in private]

[People are deceiving, haha. With the ability, he made a bun in person in front of the camera.

The hostess is responsible for the hot field, but also always pays attention to the situation in the live broadcast room.

She asked politely: "Mr. Shen Yunzhang, many audiences are curious about your cooking — Can we shoot the scene where you only make breakfast?"

Shen Yunzhang didn't say anything, nodded happily.

The photographer entered the kitchen of the film emperor. Shen Yunzhang's kitchen was quite large, and the kitchen utensils were quite neat. Shen Yunzhang had no big star shelf in private. I make a few more buns. "

He was proficient in noodles, kneading the sent dough into a round and flat buns.

There are three bowls on the table, which contains three kinds of buns -shiitake mushroom pork filling, tofu bacon filling, and white sugar bag.

In the eyes of the audience, Mr. Shen Yunzhang, who was like God in his heart, was skilled in buns — his method of buns was particularly skilled. The index finger and thumb held the edge of the bun skin, rotated gently, and pressed out the perfect folder.

A circle of folds, perfect buns forming.

That technique, without three or five years of experience, can't do it at all.

The hostess was stunned, and it was difficult to hide the meaning of worship: "Have you followed who have you learned a bun?"

Shen Yunzhang smiled: "When I ran the dragon before, I played the chef."

The hostess was admired with her face.

Not all actors were film emperors at the beginning. Shen Yunzhang's debut was all the supporting roles. But even if the role of a chef who appeared in the camera for one or two seconds, he would think carefully.

He also went to the restaurant as an apprentice, observed the daily life of the chefs, and learned the superb cooking skills by the way.

Later, he became famous, and there were fewer opportunities for cooking -but later after cooperating with director He Tu, Director He Tu often came to his house to study the script. Sometimes he was hungry and too lazy to call takeaway. Shen Yunzhang started cooking again.

"Uncle Yun, I'm here to help." Tang Tang ran to the kitchen, so she didn't want to eat white food, and she wanted to create more opportunities to create with idols.

The rivers after simply washing also broke in with farts, and it was clear: "Come, help, steam the bun together."
Chapter completed!
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