The man in the suit took out a piece of printer paper from his pocket, spread it out and said, "Tell me, what is the difference between your steps and the method of scrambling eggs and fried rice at home?"

"Absolutely. Cao Wei stretched out his finger and pointed to the word "heart" on the paper.

The man in the suit glanced at it, and then noticed that there was a heart word.

But this is not important, the important thing is that last night, the seventeen best chefs in QW, after studying this secret recipe for a night, just couldn't replicate Cao Wei's god-level egg fried rice.

"It's not that the heart word matters, the important thing is that you deceived us. ”

"You young man, you say at every turn that I lied to you, then I ask you, why do you say that I lied to you, I didn't want to sell this formula to Simon at that time, if it wasn't for that kid begging me with a dead face, I wouldn't have sold it to him. Cao Wei shouted loudly.

The man in the suit knew that he was unreasonable, and said: "Okay, you said that this recipe is true, so dare you go to our QW main store and fry god-level fried rice with these ingredients in front of more than a dozen excellent chefs."

"Absolutely. "Cao Wei is not afraid of crooked shadows, he has not done bad things, and he is not afraid of challenges.

The man in the suit is happy.

In his opinion, this recipe is simply fake.

If this recipe can make god-level fried rice, he will pee upside down in the future.

"Do you dare to come with me to the headquarters now?"

"No problem. Cao Wei asked Xiao Hei to go home first.

He was taken into the car by the man in black and went to the headquarters of QW Food City.

This is a very large food city.

There are restaurants of various categories inside.

Includes Chinese, French, fast, Japanese, Korean and more...

Cao Wei glanced around inside, and it was a bit of a row.

The man in the suit also quickly brought Cao Wei into a restaurant with the most conspicuous location and entered the kitchen.

The kitchen is very large, and all kinds of kitchens should be available.

Cao Wei looked at it.

It was found that there were now more than a dozen chefs standing inside.

These chefs are all using the same ingredients and stir-frying the same dish of "egg fried rice".

"Everyone, stop the work at hand, and now let's ask this Mr. Cao to show us how he stir-fried real egg fried rice. The man in the suit said.

Cao Wei didn't do it directly.

Instead, he said, "This gentleman, if I really used this recipe to scrambled egg fried rice, now that so many of you chefs are present, it is easy to learn, so shouldn't I teach a little tuition?"

The man in the suit thought for a moment.

He has no right to agree to Cao Wei in this matter.

Just as I was about to leave, I went to the boss behind the scenes to make it clear.

Muncy rushed over and agreed: "50,000 euros, if you can really scramble egg fried rice, I, Moncey, am willing to make you a friend." ”

The man in the suit stepped aside.

Cao Wei smiled faintly.

Walked up to the nearest cook, asked him to give way, and after vacating the place for himself, he held the casserole in one hand and the spatula in the other, and began to fry the rice.

The action of fried rice is like running water.

looks very appreciative, as if Cao Wei is not frying rice, but performing.

When the chefs were looking at it nostalgically, Cao Wei's fried rice had already been completed.

Cao Wei shook the casserole with his left hand, and the fried rice was suspended in the air.

After a beautiful curve was drawn in mid-air, they all fell into the empty bowl behind Cao Wei.

The crowd's jaws dropped in shock.

Cao Wei's technique is definitely at the level of a national teacher.

I don't know how many grades are behind these little chefs.

"Mr. Moncey, fifty thousand euros, remember to call my account, and I advise you not to sue me, you will lose. ”

After speaking, Cao Wei left the kitchen and walked towards the outside of the food city.

Monsey called for a spoon.

Glancing at the fried rice in the bowl.

It's exactly the same as what you see in Wangcai's store.

The color is brown and yellow, and the egg wash and rice are blended together.

Each grain of rice looks like it has its own mission in the bowl.

After that, Monsey ate a bite of fried rice.

The feeling of drunkenness and death swept through the body again.

As if everything was not so important.

All you need for a lifetime is a bowl of fried rice.

"It's wonderful, it's wonderful. Moncey shouted.

After eating a bowl of fried rice quickly, I suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Ask all the chefs present, "Did you just see what he was adding?"

The chefs nodded.

Moncey asked again, "Is this recipe real?"

The chefs nodded again.

Meng Xi was furious, slapped the table hard, and reprimanded: "I spend so much money every month to hire you here, don't any of you have one who can fry such fried rice?"

The chefs collectively dumb the fire and did not say a word.

They really can't fry fried rice like this.

If you bite the bullet, you will only die worse.

"A bunch of garbage!" Meng Xi felt unhappy at the thought that he would have to spend money to eat at Wangcai's restaurant in the future.

But when I thought that I had a high-level VIP card from Zhang Wangcai's store.

You don't have to wait in line, you can go directly to the inside to eat egg fried rice and ramen, and you will be very happy.

"Mr. Moncey. A C-country cook cautiously walked up behind Monsey and shouted, tearing him out of his fantasy.

Say. "Monsey didn't give the chef a good look.

"We really can't replicate this egg fried rice because we are missing one important thing, and that is the heart," said the chef of Country C. ”

"You don't need to say that!" Moncey had a bad attitude, gradually becoming impatient.

The chef didn't blot either, and said straight to the point: "But I know an old gentleman, and if we invite him out of the mountains, he might be able to replicate this egg fried rice." ”

"Old sir?" said Moncey.

His pursuit of good food is unparalleled.

Dream of eating the world's most delicious food every day.

If someone can replicate Cao Wei's egg fried rice, then in the future, he can eat fried rice for three meals a day until he gets tired of eating.

"That's right, this old gentleman traveled to various countries when he was young, and held fried rice competitions in various countries, his enthusiasm for fried rice is understandable, if we can invite him out of the mountain, we will definitely be able to replicate this god-level fried rice. The chef continued.

Monsey asked with interest, "Where is that old gentleman now?"

"It's in the west, and it lives in the fairyland villa area. The chef said.

Moncey didn't want to waste time.

He couldn't wait to eat god-level fried rice in the morning, noon and evening.

also urged the chef to lead the way, and soon came to the fairyland on earth.

After dragging on a little relationship, he entered the villa area of the fairyland on earth and squatted outside a certain villa for a long time.

I saw an old man wearing casual clothes, wearing a military coat outside, bent over, with his hands behind his back, walking forward.

Monsey glanced at the chef beside him and asked, "Are you sure this lewd-looking old man is the fried rice master?" 8)