Don't be a big talker!" Jessica Jessie pouted a little dissatisfied, but her appetite was really hung up by Fang Luo, and she actually sat down on the chair honestly.

"Wait, you little white face of China. If your egg fried rice isn't delicious enough, I'll definitely criticize the restaurant on the show, and it's too late for you to cry. At the thought of this ferocity, Jessica Jessie couldn't help but wave her fist.

This looks like a little daughter who is angry with her father.

"Fang, is this really okay?"

When he arrived in the back kitchen, Rupert's heart was still "thumping". Jessica Jessie's little girl is really too beautiful, and her figure is simply the golden ratio.

If only she could be my mannequin...... It's just that this little girl is too fierce, in case her brother-in-law can't cope with it, the restaurant will have to be bombarded by her mouth cannon.

Poor Rupert, if he had gone to the place where Fang Luo and Wang Yongle had been a few days ago, he would have died of surprise.

And although Rupert didn't feel much sadness about the restaurant, he didn't want to see this place that could come and sign a contract go out of business.

"Yes, Mr. Zhou, we only have six eggs now......

"That's enough, Stephanie, you can help me with the leftovers. ”

Fang Luo took a large pot of leftovers handed by Stephanie and looked at it carefully. It's not bad, the rice should have been in the fridge for two days, and it's hard, although not as expensive as some expensive raw rice. But the "egg fried rice" is more than enough.

"Rupert, you drive out into the street and buy some wine. After sending Rupert out of the tribe, Fang Luo washed his hands carefully by the pool, and asked Wang Daixuan to help find two stainless steel basins, a large bowl and a fine-eyed colander that came to make dumplings......

Wang Daixuan didn't know what he wanted these things for, and he was even curious that Fang Luo could actually cook. But one by one, he summoned these things according to his instructions, and stood aside and watched curiously.

After Fang Luo saw that everything was ready, he was not in a hurry to pour oil and beat eggs, but directly grabbed a handful of rice with his hands, caught it with a large stainless steel basin underneath, and gently rubbed it.

"Brush the ......"

After he kneaded it like this, the clumps of rice cracked one after another, turning into independent blurs and falling into the basin. His hands were as if he had eyes, and only the rice that was full and tough enough was eligible to fall into the basin, and those that had been deformed during the steaming process, or had formed into a pot, were casually separated by him and thrown aside.

"This technique is so dexterous, it seems to be even more clever than the boss's technique!"

Stephanie was stunned, this simple separation of rice grains in Fang Luo's hands was unleashed, as if a wonderful martial arts was being staged, those plump rice grains seemed to have life, falling into the basin according to a certain rhythm, making a nice rustling sound, making people obsessed with it unconsciously.

"Boss Fang is still a musician?"

Wang Daixuan was a little fascinated by it, and unconsciously sat at the dining table, holding her cheeks with her hands, and looking at Fang Luo without blinking.

"Stephanie, you have to remember. If you want to make the best egg fried rice, you need rice first. The rice had to be boiled a little harder and then refrigerated for another day or two, just like these rice now. ”

Stephanie was fascinated by watching Fang Luo prepare to cook the meal like Wang Daixuan, and Fang Luo also had the intention of fulfilling this loyal clerk, while separating the rice, he taught her the skill: "Now, you go and take out the largest iron pot in the store, put it on the gas and boil it, don't put oil, wait until there is green smoke in the pot, immediately overheat, well, you can do it now." ”

"Well, thank you, Mr. Fang. ”

Stephanie was not stupid, she glanced at Fang Luo in surprise and did as he was told.

After her father's iron pot was placed on the fire, he stared at the pot with his eyes, and when he saw green smoke rising, he immediately turned off the fire, and said excitedly: "Mr. Fang, okay, then what should we do next?"

In the past, when Xiao Ya cooked egg fried rice, she poured oil and directly put eggs and rice to fry it, but unlike Fang Luo, there are many sayings. Stephanie is still curious and excited, she has already faintly felt that the egg fried rice made by this Mr. Fang is probably not simple.

"Let the pot cool first, now you beat these six eggs. You don't need a whisk, just use this to play with chopsticks. Fang Luo watched Stephanie knock the egg into the bowl, and said while correcting her posture: "The speed should be fast, the force should be even, the chopsticks should not go too deep into the egg liquid, stir clockwise." Yes, exactly. ”

Soon, the eggs in the bowl turned into a golden liquid. Stephanie is also a bit talented, under Fang Luo's prompting, this bowl of eggs can be described as remarkable, not only makes the egg yolk and egg white perfectly combined, but also does not produce too much foam.

Many people think that the egg should be frothed, but this is a big mistake. Doing so would only speed up the contact between the egg and the air, thus changing the taste of the egg mixture, and the method that Fang Luo asked for was the most authentic.

Looking at the bowl of beautiful egg wash like soft gold, Stephanie was almost intoxicated, and she couldn't believe that it was her own hand.

"Then comes the most important step. Stephanie, you put your hands in the pot, but don't touch the bottom and the surface...... Well, yes, that's the location. ”

Fang Luo looked at it and smiled, "Do you feel anything?"

"Well, my palms seem to be roasted, and it's a little uncomfortable. Stephanie quickly withdrew her little hand and glanced at Fang Luo with some disgust.

"It's that the pot is too hot, and after a minute, you try again. Fang Luo smiled: "When your hand is put in the pot and you will only feel warm, it will be a little bit more or less." ”

"Is that so?"

Stephanie nodded very seriously, she was also an impatient.

Basically, the United States will reach out to test the heat in ten seconds, and after repeating this several times, he suddenly exclaims, "Okay, okay, it should be the current temperature." ”

Fang Luo also tried it with his hand, nodded and said, "Yes, very talented, now we can come down to the meter." ”

"Don't you put eggs and oil?"

Before Stephanie's words fell, she saw that Fang Luo had already poured all the separated rice into the pot. It's just that he didn't pour all the rice into it, and after pouring about a third of it, he put the honey pill down. He didn't use a spatula, he just grabbed the pot with one hand and began to shake the big iron pot.

Fang Luo's action can be described as very exquisite.

Basically, the first three in and three in and three back, and then began to shake left and right, and the force seemed to be unreleased, using a 'holding word' and 'reverberating energy'. In this way, the large iron pot creates a centrifugal force that causes the separated rice grains to 'gurgle' in it, but does not stick together, and the residual heat in the pot adds up to make the rice grains more flexible.

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