Xiao Yueyue said that he was very unconvinced, you take a spoon and dig it and say that there are sixty-seven grains of rice, what about deceiving ghosts?

Others were embarrassed to count in front of Zhou Dong, in case they counted sixty-eight or sixty-nine grains, wouldn't that be a slap in the face in public? ”

Tsai carefully counted three times, Xiao Yueyue's eyes were straight, and he looked at Zhou Dong in a daze: "Brother, I called you brother, right?

If he hadn't seen Zhou Dong dig up a tablespoon of fried rice from his plate just now, and this spoon was also a common item that mushroom houses always have, he would have suspected that Zhou Dong was a magician.

"The old spicy butcher does not use a scale when dividing the meat, and a knife can be accurate to a few taels of money, and the master carpenter does not look at the annual rings, and can judge the year of the wood at a casual glance, which is called familiar!

Your brother Zhou is the same, he eats more and does more, and he naturally has a lot of money in his heart, so he still needs to ask?"

Guo Yigang glared at Xiao Yueyue, I didn't even say that I wanted to count the grains of rice, see what you can! In case Brother Zhou Zhou makes a slight mistake or omission, don't you make people unable to get off the stage? In case people are annoyed, can you settle the matter of your master?

The 'master' that Guo Yigang said was neither a cross talk nor a storyteller, but an old man who had kindness to him when he was in Kyoto, and he worshipped him as a godfather.

Although Lao Guo's personality is a little arrogant and easy to offend people, he is the most grateful, and all the disciples under his name must call this old man 'master'.

"This is really amazing......"

Seeing that Teacher Guo and Teacher Yu didn't speak anymore, Teacher He couldn't help it: "Brother Zhou, do we have a chance to eat this plum blossom fried rice today?"

Regardless of whether it is delicious or not, if Zhou Dong can really make a piece of egg drop with five grains of rice, it will be an eye-opener, don't look at Teacher He, who is also in his forties, and has a childlike heart, and his curiosity is also very strong.

Zhou Dong smiled: "It seems that I won't make this plum blossom fried rice today, everyone will have opinions, so I'll fry a plate for everyone to taste." ”

Walking into the kitchen, Zhou Dong washed his hands, pinched the overnight rice in the bowl with one hand, beat the egg wash with the other hand, and applied it with both hands, just like fighting with both hands and drawing a square circle.

This is the basic operation of making egg fried rice, even if the overnight rice is cool, it is difficult to ensure that the grains are scattered, and it must be guaranteed that all the grains are pinched;

"Dahua, the fire is okay, no need to fan the wind anymore......"

Zhou Dong glanced at the fire in the furnace. Chopping wood to burn a large pot of stew is the most fragrant, and it is less interesting to stir-fry some delicate dishes, unlike the stove in a restaurant where it is easy to control the fire.

Therefore, Dahua can only ask Dahua to raise the fire to the fullest, then stop fanning, put cold oil, probe the pot gas with his hands, judge that the oil temperature should be about 70 degrees, and pour the egg mixture.

The firewood is difficult to control, so Zhou Dong chose to let the big iron pot heat up naturally under the fire, this kind of cauldron can only shake but not shake, and he doesn't want to be too shocking, so he only relies on the kung fu of the frying spoon.

Not long after the egg liquid was put into the pot, it was golden brown, and Zhou Dong's frying spoon suddenly came out like rain, clanging and clinking, just like a phoenix nodding indiscriminately, and the large egg skin was divided into countless pieces of egg flowers by him in the blink of an eye!

Guo Yigang poked his head into the pot and saw that there was a sweat on his head; Zhou Dong's technique was too fast, and countless egg flowers were separated in such a short period of time, and with his eyesight, the shape and size of these egg flowers seemed to be indistinguishable.

I still want to look at it carefully, the rice has been put into the pot, and I saw Zhou Dong holding a spoon in one hand and walking around the pot at the same time, walking a few steps and stopping, as if there is a certain frequency, very similar to the various magical footwork described in martial arts.

At this time, the big iron pot has been heated to 10%, and you can't rely on turning the pot, you have to rely on the fast technique, so that all the egg flowers and rice grains are in a state of 'if you are leaving' from the pot wall, and it is completely hand speed.

In the eyes of everyone, the big iron pot seems to turn up a yellow dragon and a white dragon, under Zhou Dong's frying spoon, the two dragons fly around the pot, sometimes staggered, and at the same time the pot overflows with a thick rice fragrance and egg fragrance.

Zhou Dong is still only a specialized-level frying skill, about the level of a second-level chef, to take into account the heat of eggs and rice at the same time, and such a large iron pot was originally slightly insufficient, but fortunately, he has practiced many times in the system, practice makes perfect, so that everyone can see this wonder!

"Put on fire!"

With Zhou Dong's loud shout, Dahua hurriedly poured a basin of water into the stove, and at the same time, Zhou Dong grabbed a handful of chopped chives and threw them into the plum fried rice that was about to be ripe.

This is the simplest fried rice, using only eggs, rice, salt, and green onions, but it is also the most complex fried rice, which completely depends on the chef's technique and the control of the heat, and it is necessary to make a slice of egg drop with five grains of rice in your busy schedule, one more grain or one less grain of rice, which cannot be called 'plum blossom fried rice'!

The egg aroma is rich and domineering, and the rice fragrance is elegant and dusty.

You don't need to eat it to tell that the egg aroma of this plum fried rice is as rich as that of golden egg fried rice, but it can't hide the aroma of rice that bursts out after being heated and flavored.

This is something that Golden Egg Fried Rice can't do anyway.

When this plate of plum fried rice is served on the table, although it does not shine like the 'Golden Egg Fried Rice', it captures the hearts of a bunch of foodies with its purest taste.

Xiao Yueyue's saliva flowed to his chest before he knew it, and he was glared at by the master, so he hurriedly wiped it off with a napkin, and then picked up the spoon and stretched it out on the plate.

"Jingle Bell"

Dare to love no one is much slower than the other, it is estimated that because of the reason that the monkey is too anxious, four or five spoons collided in the air.

"Wait a minute!"

Teacher He suddenly shouted and stopped the group of foodies.

"I want to make a suggestion, when you eat this plum fried rice, it's best to slow down and check it out...... According to the ratio of one egg drop to five grains of rice, so that at the end, if there is no egg drop and one grain of rice left, it means that this plum fried rice is 100% successful. ”

Teacher He smiled and said, "Brother Zhou, do you think this is okay?"

I just hope to be able to show this magical plum blossom fried rice in front of the audience, let everyone know that there are such great chefs in this world, and let everyone know how amazing my Chinese cooking is in the world!"

Zhou Dong smiled: "I don't have a problem, in fact, I haven't checked it one by one, it's naturally best if everyone is willing to help me find out." ”

Teacher He naturally has no malicious intentions, but he may not just want to show the magic of 'plum blossom fried rice' in front of the audience as he said, and he still has a little bit of exploration thoughts, and Zhou Dong also knows this.

"So?"

Xiao Yueyue's face collapsed as soon as he heard this, isn't this way of eating to kill anyone? But since it was Teacher He's proposal, even the master would not easily veto, so he naturally didn't dare to have any objections, so he could only work with everyone to check and eat at the same time......

This will be the most impressive meal for the stars, a slice of egg drop and five grains of rice...... Never before has this supreme delicacy been left on the tongue for so long, and on this beautiful night, plum fried rice planted one of the most touching 'delicious flowers' in everyone's heart.

Two hours later, the plates were empty, and the stars looked at the clean rice plates, one by one, dumbfounded.

There is really not a single grain of egg flower left!

A slice of egg flower and five grains of rice, Zhou Dong said it and did it.

Only now do you understand that this is the perfect ratio of eggs to rice!

"It's only now that I understand that the real top chef is not a human being, because ordinary people simply don't have such talent!"

In the dead of night, Guo Yigang quietly walked to the courtyard and looked at Teacher Yu, who had been waiting for him for a long time in the Maoting: "Old Yu, your eyesight really has nothing to say."

If I hadn't witnessed it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed that there were people in Huaxia who could make 'plum blossom fried rice' in addition to the new owners of Suiyuan'......."

Teacher Yu said with a smile: "That's right, since Brother Zhou can make plum blossom fried rice, he will definitely be able to solve the problem with the master of the garden."

But you have to be mentally prepared, in order to win you, Brother Zhou even made 'plum blossom fried rice', I'm afraid the dish he asked you to try is not simple?"

Guo Yigang said with a smile: "What's not simple, what scene haven't we seen buddy?" Besides, with Brother Zhou's craftsmanship, even if it is a new dish he tried to make, how bad can it be? Maybe it's another human delicacy......