Blood Shura and Kongkong couldn't sit still, the rags had already been eaten, and they were still dumbfounded here, almost at the same time, the hands of these two people grabbed the iron pot at the same time.

"You let go, it's mine!" Blood Shura was aggressive, grabbing the iron pot and pulling it hard.

"Why let me go, when I became friends with Boss Wen, you didn't know where it was!

"Wait!" Chang Zhaowen pressed his two hands on the shoulders of Blood Shura and Empty Empty respectively, "This bald butter is not eaten directly, there is one thing that is eaten with bald butter, and the taste will be even better!"

"What? It's better than eating it directly, I want to eat, I want to eat!" heard Chang Zhaowen say this, his eyes lit up, and he couldn't wait to taste the wonderful match that Boss Wen said.

But Blood Shura was obviously full of doubts about Chang Zhaowen's words, and she glanced at the other party suspiciously: "Matching? What is it going with? Could it be the pot of rice you just cooked? I think it's actually you trying to fool us into eating more and eating less really good ingredients, right?"

Blood Shura questioned so directly, Chang Zhaowen was not annoyed, he shrugged his shoulders, and had an expression of believing it or not: "Delicious sometimes not necessarily the purer and stronger the better, the truffle has a unique taste, but it is enough to add a little when you add it to the dish, if you are given a whole piece for you to eat, the taste of ecstasy...... By the way, aren't you going to find Yuanjing for your sister?"

The last sentence was undoubtedly a word that woke up the person in the dream, Blood Shura's body shook, and her face instantly turned red, what's wrong with her, how could she just throw her sister's major affairs out of the clouds for a bite to eat?

Blood Shura's heart was full of guilt and guilt, she quickly turned her head, only to see Jade Shura's mouth open in a daze, and her eyes were also full of eagerness. Blood Shura's heart was sour: "Sister, don't worry, Boss Wen will definitely find a way to force out that bastard, and then help you get back your Yuanjing's ......"

Yu Shura nodded, and shook her head again, this can confuse the blood Shura, what does Jade Shura mean by this? She had to walk up to Yu Shura and put her ear to her mouth, only to hear her keep repeating the same words vaguely: "Eat, eat ......"

Blood Shura rolled his eyes, after all, he was a sister, and he cared more about the fragrant and attractive food than his own Yuanjing.

Over there, Chang Zhaowen picked up a clean porcelain bowl, walked to the pot where the rice was steaming, lifted the lid of the pot, and the hot steam rushed out.

The empty nose fanned, and in the faint aroma of rice, there seemed to be a wisp of melodious and elegant flowers, his eyebrows raised, and his eyelashes flashed: "Juxiang?"

Sure enough, the dog's nose is the most sensitive! Even if he becomes a human, the canine instinct of so many years ago is still there, Chang Zhaowen nodded, "This is not ordinary white rice, it is chrysanthemum essence rice." "The specific recipe for cooking chrysanthemum essence rice can be traced back to the Song Dynasty, using water soaked in white chrysanthemum to cook rice, and then adding a few yellow daisies when the rice is about to be ripe, so that the cooked rice will have a chrysanthemum's unique and elegant essence. And this kind of rice is perfect for crab.

A bowl of hot chrysanthemum essence rice is loosely filled with a whole bowl, and the crystal clear rice grains are distinct, full and fragrant.

Chang Zhaowen scooped up a large spoonful of rich bald butter with a wooden spoon and poured it evenly on top of the rice. The yellow, orange, fragrant, and fragrant bald butter looks very attractive against the background of the white rice. The boiling heat of the rice pushes the deliciousness of the crab to a new level.

It may be difficult for outsiders to understand that for people who grew up eating rice, this love for rice is written into their genes. In the era of scarce resources, a bowl of hot rice, with a piece of lard and a little soy sauce, can be turned into fragrant lard bibimbap, which has become a delicious memory that many people will never forget for a lifetime.

But for modern people, what they eat is a feeling, a memory, and this bald butter bibimbap is the real delicacy.

Chang Zhaowen held the hot rice bowl and gently crushed it with a spoon, the golden crab roe pieces quickly turned into small pieces under the impetus of external forces, and together with the shiny crab oil, lightly wrapped the rice grains, adding a layer of charming gold to the rice. The heat rose from the porcelain bowl, and his eyes began to fog......

The intoxicating sweet crab fragrance is so rich that it can't be dissolved, and the delicious taste continues to impact his face, and it seems to be urging him, hurry up, hurry up!

The saliva churning in his mouth reminded him, and his tongue was shouting that it wanted to taste this charming taste, and immediately, now, did not want to wait for a second!

A spoonful of golden rice in the mouth, Chang Zhaowen closed his eyes intoxicated, complete!

The piping hot rice wrapped in the delicious crab roe juice was slightly elastic, and the heat pushed the beautiful taste of the crab roe to the extreme, and the brilliant golden light continued to shoot out in his mouth, which was so dazzling that he couldn't help but squint his eyes.

"This ......" Empty Sky and Blood Shura were dumbfounded, under the shroud of golden light, Chang Zhaowen was like a sacred giant Buddha, and the expression on his face was so quiet and full of majesty that they almost didn't dare to look up directly.

I saw the corners of Chang Zhaowen's mouth trembling slightly, as if he was chanting some kind of sacred scripture in a low voice, and even the Blood Shura, who had always been above the top, felt that the hairs on his whole body were all "brushed" and stood up, so solemn, she had a feeling that in the face of unknown divine power, what was she?

Blood Shura suddenly had an urge to kneel down and worship, but Kongkong closed his eyes, listened to Chang Zhaowen's whispers reverently, and repeated with words in his mouth: "Eat while it's hot, eat it while it's hot, it's not delicious when it's cold......"

What the?!

Kongkong's eyes widened as if he had just woken up from a dream, yes, this is not God, this is Boss Wen! And Boss Wen is telling him to hurry up and eat it while it's hot?!

Blimbap is a food that needs to race against time, and only the hot, well-grained, fragrant rice can control the domineering crab aroma. When the rice is completely cold, it cannot be used to mix bald butter, which will only spoil the ingredients.

After reading Chang Zhaowen's words, he jumped up, picked up a blue and white porcelain bowl, filled a full bowl of hot rice with a faint chrysanthemum fragrance, and poured a large spoonful of bald butter.

Oh my God, the empty air was petrified, and he felt the oily bald butter quickly decomposing in his mouth, and the steaming rice was submerged in the fresh juice and metamorphosed, and his taste buds danced with excitement. Sora felt his whole body hot with excitement, he was completely captured by this bowl of rice, in front of this delicacy, is there anything more valuable in the world than it?