Chapter 112

"Yeah!"

Tang Zhen, who was affirmed, couldn't hide their excitement. They gave a small cheer and smiled briefly. "Well, I'll teach you four other kinds of fried rice now. I'll only fry one of these four kinds of fried rice. You can fry all the rest and learn some."

Before she finished, she began to cook fried rice with eggs.

There is no fancy technique, but when the oil, egg liquid and rice are put into the pot in turn, the attractive aroma rises.

Then several pots were knocked, and with a random wave of the spatula, none of the golden fried rice with clear particles entered the white porcelain plate painted in Phnom Penh.

The white porcelain plate and golden fried rice match together, which is pleasant and fragrant.

The rabbit father and Lu Jinxiu were greedy, but they couldn't bear to disturb them. Instead, they stood behind and stared at her. They cooked the remaining banana fried rice, spring fried rice and egg celery fried rice in turn.

As the fried rice came out of the pot, the aroma in the kitchen was so strong that father rabbit could no longer suppress the rebellious greedy insects in their stomach and ran to grab the rice.

"Cub, I'm hungry. I'll eat this first."

Father rabbit quickly took away the golden egg fried rice and sat back on the pony to eat.

"I'm hungry, too. I'll take this away."

Unwilling to fall behind, Lu Jinxiu reached out and took the Yangzhou fried rice made by Jian Yan and ran to the rabbit father to sit down and eat.

At the entrance of a spoonful of fried rice, his eyes lit up. The fried rice is not only beautiful, but also delicious.

The grain is clear and crystal clear. The rice is moderately soft and hard. With delicious ingredients, it is fragrant and moist, and refreshing at the same time.

The more he eats, the more delicious it tastes, and the more he eats, the more he can't stop.

Father rabbit and Lu Jinxiu ate so delicious that Xiao Mufeng began to snatch the last pot of beef fried rice made by Jian Yan.

However, there is only one fried rice left. The result of several people looking at one fried rice at the same time is that it has developed from a verbal struggle to an appointment.

Jane couldn't hear it. She knocked on the pot with a spoon. She didn't have a good way. "Don't argue. Either eat what uncle Tang made or you share it."

Xiao Mufeng said to them, "

Several people looked at Jian Yan's fried rice and Tang Zhen's fried rice. They said in unison, "let's share it."

Looking at the people who ran away with the meal, Luoyang smiled angrily, "bastards, you have the ability. Don't eat the meal we made after Jian Yan left."

"We'll talk about it later. Now we must pick up good food."

Xiao Mufeng shouted back, "Uncle Luo and uncle Tang, remember to practice well. We can count on you in the future."

"Don't expect, we won't give you food after we practice." Tang Zhen snorted and angrily continued to compete with the rest of the meal.

The scene of six pots firing at the same time is very spectacular, but the most spectacular is the pot in front of us. The fire in the pot rises, the pickled and chopped grasshopper legs fly up and down in the fire, and the delicate and white leg meat is dyed with bright color under the package of sauce.

At the same time, an attractive smell of spicy crab, which is different from fried rice and big green crab, came to my nostrils.

The smell is not stronger than spicy crab, not lighter than steamed crab, and not as elegant as fried rice, which seems to exude the fragrance of nature after the rain, but it is particularly attractive.

Not only attracted the rabbit father Lu Jinxiu and them to come up with rice, but also Tang Zhen, who was cooking rice next to them, couldn't help looking here.

This insect leg looks really good and smells delicious. I just don't know if it tastes as spicy as steamed crab.