In the previous sentence, Jean's bangs were happy, but Wang Mei's face did not fluctuate, because it was a matter of course for her.

But the latter sentence made the faces of the two of them stiffen at the same time. Immediately afterwards, Bang Hai's face became ugly, Wang Mei clenched his fists, his silver teeth were clenched, and his face was also a little unsightly.

Only Wang Mei knows how long she has tried this method, she returned from overseas in order to break through her own bottleneck, so she tried a variety of theoretically possible breakthrough methods, on the one hand, to improve herself, on the other hand, to find a way.

finally succeeded in one, Wang Mei made this meal for Zhang Fan in the spirit of competition, but in Qiuqiu's mouth, it was still not as good as Zhang Fan's egg fried rice, which was a great humiliation for Wang Mei.

In her opinion, it is better than what Zhang Fan cooks, which is as it should be, not complacent.

But according to the current point of view, it seems that even Zhang Fan is not as good.

Why?

A touch of unwillingness appeared in Wang Mei's eyes, and he stared at Zhang Fan deadly, as if he was going to eat Zhang Fan.

Liu Hai also reacted, noticed Wang Mei's eyes, and immediately laughed, "Perhaps, I said it on purpose." ”

"Nope. Zhang Fan retorted, sent a piece of steak into his mouth, and said lightly: "I have never taught Qiuqiu to lie, delicious is delicious, and bad is not delicious." Children are innocent and don't lie the most, so what Qiuqiu said should be true. ”

"Then you say, where is my steak?" After the intense anger, Wang Mei regained his composure, but his face was still a little unsightly. Because of his anger, Wang Mei's tone fluctuated a little.

Zhang Fan smiled bitterly, spread his hands and said: "I don't know about this, maybe it's just a comparison between delicious and delicious." I don't know much about that. ”

Saying that, Zhang Fan divided five by two, and solved the steak made by Wang Mei. He picked up a wet towel and wiped his mouth, and said with sincere admiration: "Miss Wang, please don't misunderstand." We didn't deliberately belittle the steak you made, on the contrary, your steak was delicious, but, personally, I think it's still a little bit worse. ”

"Something's missing......"

Wang Mei's face changed and changed, and finally became calm, and patiently asked: "Please tell me, Mr. Zhang, what is the difference?"

Let's be honest.

Wang Mei was not convinced, so he had to ask what the difference was.

This recipe was researched by her for many years, so she had her own arrogance, and she thought it would be praised by Zhang Fan, but she didn't expect it to be better than Zhang Fan's egg fried rice.

Why?

She wondered.

Zhang Fan shook his head and said in a deep voice: "I can't say it, but I can see that this steak is processed with high-tech products, and any food, once it is stained with the machine, will lose an original taste." ”

"What I said is not necessarily right, it's just a guess, and please don't mind Miss Wang. After a pause, Zhang Fan was afraid that the relationship would be too stiff, so he added such a sentence.

Wang Mei did not speak, but fell into deep thought.

After a while, she raised her eyes to look at Zhang Fan and said, "Now, it's Mr. Zhang's turn to cook for us." ”

Hearing this, Liu Hai immediately followed, looking at Zhang Fan angrily. He felt that Zhang Fan must have deliberately said that Wang Mei's dishes were not delicious. Therefore, he made up his mind that when he went to eat Zhang Fan's egg fried rice for a while, he must belittle it as worthless.

"Of course. Zhang Fan looked indifferent and picked up Qiuqiu: "Qiuqiu, let's go back." ”

"Good!"

Qiuqiu opened his hands and threw himself into Zhang Fan's arms.

Wang Mei and Liu Hai followed Zhang Fan and walked towards the Splendid Food City again.

No one noticed that while walking, Wang Mei took out the notebook, and then quietly tore off a page.

……

Back in the store, Su Rou immediately stood up and greeted her, and asked with a smile, "How do you feel?"

Zhang Fan glanced back at Wang Mei and said, "It's delicious, Qiuqiu and I like it very much." ”

Hearing this, Su Rou glanced back at Wang Mei and didn't say anything.

Wang Mei smiled vaguely bitterly, Zhang Fan was right, it was delicious, this was a compliment, but it was still not as good as egg fried rice, Wang Mei had already failed himself.

In the food world, there are only good and bad, and if you can't reach the passing line, no matter how delicious it is, it's bad.

"Courtesy is still exchanged. Miss Wang, today's meal, even if I invite you. Zhang Fan said hello to Wang Mei and walked into the kitchen to get busy.

Wang Mei didn't speak, and hurriedly followed, she wanted to see how Zhang Fan made egg fried rice.

I saw that the kitchen was not as sophisticated as the loft in the sky, or even very ordinary, only a pot, and some daily condiments were placed in front of it.

With a faint glance at Wang Mei and bangs standing at the door of the kitchen, Zhang Fan didn't say anything, although it is very rude to watch the chef cook, just like the ancient heroes practiced, what if they practiced in a place where there were people and were stolen to learn?

Zhang Fan didn't care, just look at Wang Mei and bangs, anyway, anyone can make the method of making egg fried rice.

Zhang Fan took out the ingredients, then put them in the pot and fried them, and they were fried quickly.

"Give. ”

Zhang Fan brought a bowl of egg fried rice to Wang Mei, and then found a chair to sit down casually.

At this time, many diners had already finished eating, and both bowls were finished, but when they looked at the bowl in front of Wang Mei, it showed that they were not full.

If Wang Mei was still skeptical before, now looking at the real egg fried rice, this doubt is completely dispelled.

The rice grains are golden brown throughout, and the minced meat and sausages seem to be processed by the most sophisticated instruments, each piece is the same size, and even covered with a layer of gold-like gold oil, giving off a hot aroma that makes people whet their appetite just by smelling it.

Wang Mei's eyes were awe-inspiring, and his heart set off a monstrous wave.

She has been cooking since she was a child, and she has been doing it for more than ten years, and she has never seen anyone who can do this with just an egg fried rice.

Her hands began to tremble slightly, as if spasming, trembling and touching the edge of the rice bowl, then picked up the bowl and chopsticks, picked up a mouthful of egg fried rice, put it in her mouth, and chewed slowly.

In an instant, Wang Mei's pupils suddenly shrank!

"How's it going?" asked Liu Hai with a nervous look on his face.

didn't respond to Bangs' question, she put down her chopsticks, a flash of struggle flashed in her eyes, and then turned into a thick unwillingness.

Eventually, it turned into a sense of relief. The corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he picked up the spoon and devoured it.

It was as if she hadn't eaten for three months, and she ate faster and faster, even if she choked, she didn't stop, and continued to eat.

"Miss Wang......"

Su Rou looked at it in surprise from the side, and wanted to ask, but hesitated, but still held back.

Liu Hai also looked at Wang Mei who was gobbling up as if he had seen a ghost, and was dumbfounded. Because in his impression, Wang Mei is full of confidence no matter what he does, and even he, the boss, doesn't pay attention to it. But now, she just ate a bowl of egg fried rice and lost her temper like this.

Only Zhang Fan sat on the chair and ignored Wang Mei's abnormal behavior, which was normal. At this moment, he was facing Wang Mei, holding Qiuqiu in one hand and 300 Tang poems in the other, teaching Qiuqiu to recite poems with one mind.

"Climb the South Bucket with your head up, turn over and lean on the North Star. ”

"Climb the South Bucket with your head up, turn over and lean on the North Star. Qiuqiu followed with a milky voice.

"Raise your head and look out of the sky, there is no one like me!" Zhang Fan continued to read the next sentence.

"Looking up at the sky, there is no one like me. Qiuqiu read along.

"Mr. Zhang. ”

As soon as a poem fell, Wang Mei's calm voice came from behind him.

Zhang Fan turned his head with the ball and looked at Wang Mei in surprise.

I saw Wang Mei smile with relief and said, "Your egg fried rice is the best rice I've ever eaten, and I'm convinced." ”

"If you can, can you teach me how to do it?"

As soon as these words came out, Liu Hai and Su Rou's faces suddenly changed.

The three-star Michelin chef just ate a bite of egg fried rice made by Zhang Fan, and actually took it?

Zhang Fan also had a moment of surprise, but this surprise was fleeting.

He smiled, lowered his head, pinched Qiuqiu's tender little face, and said lightly: "Sorry, I can't." ”