Chapter 117

When everyone heard the ingredients reported by Qin Guang, the expressions on their faces began to become strange.

This ingredient...... Listen, why is it so familiar?

Suddenly, a short-haired girl slapped her thigh: "Eh! I'm afraid I'm not going to make egg fried rice?"

An uncle who was drinking water next to him suddenly squirted out a mouthful of water, and he didn't know whether he was frightened by the girl's reaction or shocked by the girl's words.

Not only this uncle, everyone looked at Qin Guang's expression at this time, not to mention how terrifying it was.

Qin Shanshan looked at her brother, the corners of her eyes twitched, and she covered her face and said, "This idiot." ”

The foreign girl looked at Qin Guang with disdain and said, "Egg fried rice is better than foie gras?

The online live broadcast room was even more fried at this time.

", this little brother, don't say anything, I'll brush wave 666 first. ”

"Big brother, are you okay?"

"Hahaha, egg fried rice vs. French foie gras, and such an operation?"

It's no wonder that everyone's reaction is so big, what is foie gras, known as one of the world's four great delicacies, the treasure praised by gourmets, and is known as the nobility of food.

But what is egg fried rice?

Chinese snacks, or simply a treatment of leftover rice, are one of the most popular foods.

Do you make these two compare together?

That picture is really so beautiful, I can't bear to look at it directly, okay?

Lao Jiang swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said to Qin Guang, "Little brother, what are you going to do here?"

Qin Guang smiled: "Didn't you all say it?"

Lao Jiang was choked up in an instant, as a chef, of course he can make egg fried rice, but on such an occasion, is it really good to make egg fried rice?

Everyone was speechless, looking at Qin Guang's eyes, as if they were looking at a fool.

In the online live broadcast room, there was a 666 brush.

Everyone thinks that this time the Sino-French chef competition will definitely lose, and if you take the egg fried rice, this will naturally be a head shorter.

Frank has lived in China for a long time, and he naturally knows egg fried rice, which is easy to cook and easy to use.

But now, Qin Guang actually wants to compete with egg fried rice and foie gras made by himself, is this simply a big joke in the world?

Frank felt insulted, but his upbringing made him not say anything, but began to prepare for his own cooking of foie gras.

Without further ado, the competition begins.

Whether it's foie gras or egg fried rice, although the two foods are not of the same level, they have one thing in common, that is, the cooking is relatively simple.

The simpler the cooking process, the more the chef's skills are tested, because the more complex the food has and the more intermediate links, the more small means can be made to improve the quality of the dish.

But this is not the case with simple dishes, which directly tests the true skills of the chef.

After the kitchen helped the two prepare the ingredients, the two soon started cooking on their own.

Everyone thought that Qin Guang was here to be funny, but when Qin Guang really started to make fried rice, everyone realized a problem.

That is, no matter whether Qin Guang is here to be funny or not, people have real skills.

Lao Jiang looked at Qin Guang and nodded unconsciously: "This little brother, don't say anything else, just talk about the ability of this spoon, even me, I can only bow to the wind, I have grown so big, the only time I have ever seen this level of spoon, only my master can do it." ”

At the same time, Lao Jiang also muttered in his heart, Qin Guang is so young, how can he feel like a chef who has been in charge for decades.

Qin Shanshan didn't understand these questions, but at this time, looking at Qin Guang's confident appearance, she was unconsciously stunned, when did her brother become so handsome.

Gao Wei saw Qin Shanshan staring at Qin Guang, he was slightly stunned, and then withdrew his eyes in some frustration and stopped talking.

After a while, the whole barbecue restaurant was filled with the aroma of dishes, foie gras, and egg fried rice, which made the whole restaurant enjoy it extraordinarily.

"Damn, I feel like this guy is a bit powerful. ”

"yes, you smell this egg fried rice, it's like, I've never smelled it like this. ”

"Don't say anything, I feel like my saliva is dripping, and if I can get a little egg fried rice later, I feel like I'm very satisfied. ”

Soon, Frank's foie gras and Qin Guang's egg fried rice came out of the pot and served them on plates, waiting for Mr. Qiao's appreciation.

Everyone's attention was focused on this side, and unconsciously, everyone felt a little nervous in their hearts.

Mr. Joe walked up to Frank's foie gras, picked up a piece of foie gras with a fork and put it in his mouth, and laughed.

"Frank, I've always known about your foie gras level, but now it seems that you've improved a lot, it's perfect foie gras, there's no need to make more comments, if the highest rating is A, then I'll give you A." ”

As soon as Mr. Joe came over, he gave Frank a big compliment, which was also expected, as a French chef, you can't even cook foie gras, what are you still cooking?

Everyone was looking forward to Mr. Qiao's evaluation after tasting Qin Guang's egg fried rice.

Mr. Qiao walked to Qin Guang's side, glanced at Qin Guang's egg fried rice and smiled: "Egg fried rice, it's a little interesting." ”

Then, I scooped it with a spoon and sent it to the end, and I tasted it carefully.

But the moment that spoonful of egg fried rice was put into his mouth, Mr. Qiao's face changed instantly.

Everyone looked at Mr. Qiao nervously, what's wrong?

Mr. Qiao didn't speak, but scooped a spoonful of fried rice again and put it into his mouth, followed by a second spoonful, then a third spoonful......

Mr. Qiao doesn't care about things like tasting at all, and he is like an addict to the delicious food in front of him, where is he like a gourmet.

After this plate of egg fried rice was all eaten by Mr. Qiao, the gourmand came over to what he should do, and said: "For this gentleman's egg fried rice, there is nothing to evaluate, just two words, delicious, if the highest rating is A, sorry, I want to give this gentleman an S-grade, the deliciousness of this plate of egg fried rice is beyond my cognition at all, it is a miracle!"

Mr. Qiao said his evaluation like pouring beans, and there was a burst of crackling, not only knocking out many people present, but also Frank, who was stupid.

"Damn, what did this gourmand just say?"

"Nima, does this mean that egg fried rice is better than foie gras?"

"Don't even say it, little brother, there's no fried rice left, I want to eat it too!"

There was an uproar in the crowd, and Frank looked at Mr. Joe, whose face was flushed, unable to comprehend what was happening in front of him.

"Joe, are you serious?"

"Of course, Frank, to be honest, I don't mean to belittle you, but the truth is, after tasting this gentleman's egg fried rice, I feel that your foie gras is not worth mentioning at all!"