Chapter 115

"Hey, fried rice with eggs is the simplest and the most difficult."

"Rice should be separated and eggs should be adhered to."

"Hey, fried rice with eggs is the simplest and the most difficult."

"The iron pot doesn't turn over fast enough to break the sign."

The rice soared high, and the people were surprised to find that every grain of rice was stained with golden egg liquid.

"Five thousand years of cultural concentration in China"

With the last word falling, fresh egg fried rice comes out of the oven. Qin Luo puts down the salt jar in his hand and reaches out to turn off the fire.

Hands behind the back, calmly looking at the door.

The whole place was silent, and the whole kitchen was silent. All the people were staring at Qin Luo.

At the moment, the entire Yanjing Hotel, only the sound of heavy breathing.

One second.

Time seems to be frozen at this moment.

The next second, however, the whole scene exploded.

"Let me have a taste."

"I'll come first..."

"Line up, line up..." As he spoke, he pushed his way forward.

"Be quiet. I'll have a taste." Tang Xuejun can't wait to open the door and step in.

"Hiss ~"

the next moment, he took a cold breath.

A smell suddenly came to my face, which was a hundred times stronger than what they had heard before!

This is a bowl of fried rice with eggs?

It's not too much to compare with the dragon meat in the sky.

Yes, even if you are a top chef like Tang Xuejun, you are surprised by Qin Luo's performance.

At present, this bowl of crystal clear, and send out a strong fragrance of egg fried rice, has stood in the peak of egg fried rice!

In no one can surpass.

”Let me have a taste. "Tang Xuejun reached for the spoon, asked for one and put it in his mouth.

At the next moment, Tang Xuejun's eyes widened and he uttered a confused voice: "um ~"

"Mr. Tang, what's the situation? "Someone in the crowd asked curiously.

Unfortunately, the answer to him is not words, but Tang Xuejun's crazy right hand.

One, two, three

Tang Xue's military action answered all people's questions.

In the eyes of all the people shocked, Tang Xuejun, the top chef in China, even left tears.

Tang Xuejun, he cried!

For a while, the crowd was passing through the stupidity. All the people present were people who had gone through the storm. They had seen a lot of people crying, but they had never seen anyone eat and cry.

What's going on here?

”It's delicious. "Tang Xuejun sent out a sincere sigh:" from this bowl of fried rice with eggs, I tasted the days when I just stepped into the kitchen. "

once the word was said, everyone could not calm down.

They vied for each other, came to the stove, for their own ride on a bowl of egg fried rice.

”This is the taste of maternal love. "

" I think of the time when I stayed up late to catch up on my paper. "

" this is not egg fried rice at all, but a life experience "

" Ding Dong! Congratulations on the host's amazing knowledge, awe people, task completion, a +, reward Xueba + 1888 "

" Ding Dong, learn to bully and sweep Liuhe, he xiongya is the tiger, Yanjing city is the final, the princes come to the West. "

" congratulations on the host's cooking skills. Special reward: Xueba value + 1888... "

Obviously, I just want to pick up a mosquito leg, but in my hand it's an elephant leg.

Qin Luo was excited to lie on the ground and kiss the ground under his feet.

Why are tears in my eyes.

That's because I love the kitchen so much.