Food is always a place to let go of your reserve and reveal your true nature, and the hot Goubuli and Egg Cake are like the most brilliant conductors, and every time they appear, they can lead a symphony in the early section.

Some of the people who have eaten hi are praising loudly, some are closing their eyes and reminiscing, some eat a bite of buns, and they go to drink soup, and some can't help but start to chirp, and the person opposite holds the gold-rimmed glasses, but does not show a disgusted expression, but smiles in understanding.

Lin Qing was very emotional. She finally believes that food can make people of different classes, backgrounds, and education levels become the most original and simple.

But it's weird.

This was originally the highest level that a food worker like her pursued all her life, why did she now hope that Grandpa Yi would still be the high-ranking authority of food criticism yesterday, instead of showing his real fangs in the face of delicious food like now?

The two pairs of chopsticks have been fighting in the air for at least two or three rounds, and Lin Qing, a rising star in the foodie world, is finally not the opponent of the gluttonous Yi Zhiyu.

Her chopsticks were slammed away, and the fourth bun had already entered the big mouth of the blood basin opposite.

The old guy, who had been treacherous enough to steal food from his juniors, did not have a trace of shame and continued to extend his sinful chopsticks to the fifth bun!

This should have been mine, it's really too much! Lin Qing angrily dropped his chopsticks and pulled the cage drawer in front of him: "Grandpa Yi, you have already eaten four dogs and ignored it! That should have been mine!"

"It's not the first time you've eaten it, but it's the first time for Grandpa Yi. Besides, since you brought your grandfather here, you are the master, where is the reason to make the 'guest' hungry?"

Yi Zhiyu shook his head again and again: "Qing girl, what do you mean by yours? When you talk like this, you have a selfish and exclusive heart, but you can't help it!"

Remember Grandpa's words, people need to have the spirit of sharing, I have someone, then the world is the same, it is the ancients who would say, 'do not suffer from widowhood but suffer from unevenness'!

Think about grandpa's words carefully, what an ignorant little girl!"

As he spoke, he picked up the fifth Goubuli bun, but this time he didn't swallow it in one bite, but first broke the skin and plucked the soup, and then took a small bite and slowly tasted it.

After eating the fifth bun, Yi Zhiyu put down his chopsticks, shook his head slightly, and said, "Generally, but so." Qing girl, the rest of this one is yours, this is what grandpa said about sharing spirit, can you remember?"

Lin Qing rolled his eyes, picked up the last bun and ate it angrily: "You have a good point......

Although he was angry on the surface, he was actually quite comforted in his heart. It's rare for Grandpa Yi to eat smoothly, and when his old man eats happily, he will be happy.

"Well, Qing girl, what did you just say that kid is called Zhou?"

"Zhou Dong. ”

"Well, Zhou Dong. The dog he made ignores and his grandfather has already tasted it, and it is average. I wonder how his secret omelet is better than a dog's neglect?"

Yi Zhiyu spoke, his eyes had already drifted to the handsome figure in the back kitchen, and he secretly said in his heart: "My old man is estimated to stay in Chudu for more than half a month, and it is rare that this kid's craftsmanship can barely make my old man barely enter."

However, the hotel arranged by the organizing committee is too far away from here, and it takes half an hour to drive. This can't be done, do my old people have to queue up every day?

The Jiangsu Provincial Judging Committee is also arranged, and the hotel arranged is so far away, isn't it intentional to get along with my old man!"

The staff of the review committee responsible for arranging accommodation is more wronged than Dou E, who knows that your old man is going to go to Kyushu Ding to eat breakfast?

Hearing the old man mention the egg cake, Lin Qing's vigilance was great, and as soon as the waiter brought the steaming secret egg cake, she was busy taking it in her hand, and after confirming that it was safe enough, she put down the egg cake and said, "Grandpa Yi, say okay, the two of us are one and a half." ”

"Slow! Longquan can be called a divine soldier when he sees the cloud pattern, and if the food has this vision, it is art!"

Yi Zhiyu flew like a chopstick, and with a crisp sound, he forcibly used the jade chopstick in his hand to open Lin Qing's chopsticks: "This ...... That kid did it too?"

"Didn't you see it all just now, he did it?"

"Good boy, don't eat it yet, let grandpa take a closer look!"

Yi Zhi Yu is worthy of being a 'master' who has pulled chives when crossing the grassland, picked snow lotus flowers when plowing the snow mountains, and put a male cow on the Loess Plateau. Don't look at the fact that he is over seventy years old, his shot is still as fast as lightning, and he snatched this plate of secret egg cakes in his hand with one move'.

"Grandpa Yi, why are you playing tricks again? I won't agree this time!"

Lin Qing was simply too tender, how could he snatch him? Suddenly his eyes turned red in a hurry.

It's right to feel sorry for your old man, but you have to have a degree, how can there be a robbery like you?

Yi Zhiyu ignored her, and held up the egg cake by himself, his old eyes were shining, and he muttered to himself: "Whimsy, whimsy!

Then it is necessary to control the fire carefully, not only to make the egg yolk liquid hidden in the dough thoroughly cooked, there will be no egg fishy smell, forming a wonderful cloud pattern, but also to ensure that the dough cake will not appear under the fire pancake will not appear common focus and protrusion, so that the egg white liquid and flour blend perfectly, to achieve this jade-like egg cake?

It's beautiful, but it doesn't leave any flaws, and there is no regret......

Isn't this the perfect life that everyone is pursuing?"

Lin Qing was stupid, he never thought that the old man would be lyrical. It's just an egg cake, and as for life, my life is to eat my favorite breakfast every morning.

"Grandpa Yi, give me back the omelette. ”

"Girl, what grandpa wants to tell you is: My Chinese esophagus is like a mountain and an abyss, if you talk about food, how can there be more than 10 million? ”

Yi Zhiyu held the egg cake in his hand, his eyes were serious, and his face was straight.

Lin Qing couldn't help but be stunned: "High-grade and low-flow?

"I know that Xiao Xiao will delay you sooner or later, and will only use your naturally dexterous tongue, but he will not tell you these serious knowledge!

The so-called high-quality ones are either magnificent or exquisite, or naturally carved, or 'lifted and pulled' by the skillful hands of the chef......

For example, the egg cake in front of you is neither high-quality, but it is not low-grade, but after the skillful hands of this master Xiao Zhou, it has become a work of art, which is to be plucked out and become a master!"

"Got it!"

Lin Qing nodded: "Grandpa Yi, you should give me back the egg cake, right?"

"You only know one thing but you don't know the other, grandpa hasn't finished speaking, why do you always want to eat?"

Yi Zhiyu shook his head and said: "But although some delicacies are delicious, they can't be 'improved' by any master."

For example, stinky tofu is loved by many people, but it is a low-level after all, and for example, Kyoto's famous stewed and boiled fire, no matter how famous it is, no master can pull it out......"

Lin Qing said weakly: "Grandpa Yi, I just want to eat egg cakes...... I'm hungry ......."

"However, in order to show their skills, many masters in the culinary industry insist on ordinary food, but they will inevitably lose their taste, which is called 'inconsistency'.

But in order to achieve this effect, the egg white and egg yolk liquid must be separated, which often affects the taste of the egg cake.

How do we know if this Xiao Zhou chef you admire has also made this mistake that is inconsistent with what is on the outside, and how do we know if this omelet has lost its taste?"

Lin Qing suddenly felt bad, and hurriedly said: "I know, I have eaten!"

"Do you know it works?

Qing girl, you are still young, how much have you seen and how much have you eaten? You still have a long way to go, and you are far from experienced. ”

Yi Zhiyu shook his head and said, "Only a well-informed person like Grandpa has the ability to tell whether there is a problem with this egg cake or not." If there is, we should help Master Xiao Zhou to find and solve the problem!

As the saying goes, without practice, there is no right to speak!

So, Grandpa decided to 'practice' this egg cake himself!"

As soon as the words fell, Yi Zhiyu grabbed the secret egg cake on the plate into his hand and bit it hard......