On the wide stage, Shi Han looked at the dense classmates and teachers opposite, and felt like he had returned to the past. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

He was also a student at this school, and he also participated in a singing talent show, but at that time he performed with many people, mixed in with the crowd, and was a very inconspicuous person.

Now he is once again on the stage of the campus competition, and he is still showing very peculiar cooking skills, which is really fateful.

"Come on Xiao Yuhan! Come on Xiao Yuhan! Come on Xiao Yuhan!"

"Xiao Yuhan, we love you, we must win. ”

"It's like, what you make must be the best in the world, don't pay attention to those brainless trolls. ”

Some of the guards who admired Xiao Yuhan cheered loudly and encouraged, their expressions were excited, their faces were flushed, ignoring the surprised eyes of others, chasing the goddess in their hearts.

"Cutting, looking beautiful, it means that the food is delicious?"

"That's it, Han Long's reputation, everyone has heard of it, as for Xiao Yuhan and the guy next to him, I have never heard of their good cooking skills, I think, Han Long is sure to win. ”

"Haha, you look at the ingredients preparation on Xiao Yuhan's side, it seems that he is making egg fried rice. ”

"Take egg fried rice to participate in the campus competition? Xiao Yuhan felt that he was doomed, so he deliberately made a simple thing to make up for it. ”

Compared with the support of a small number of escort teams, more students, and even teachers, all did not believe that Xiao Yuhan's team could make something better.

Egg fried rice is basically eaten by everyone, there is nothing delicious, and it can not be made into flowers, but on Han Long's side, all kinds of fresh chicken, vegetables and fruits, just thinking about it, I feel rich and delicious.

At this moment on the stage, with the host's order, the two teams officially began to show their cooking skills.

These two teams, one with simple ingredients and the other with rich ingredients, have one thing in common, that is, only one person is quickly fiddling, and the other person is stupidly watching from the side.

However, Ye Dashao is okay, you can intervene from time to time, cut side dishes, and hand over the ingredients.

And Xiao Yuhan's side is strange, Shi Han directly refused the other party from the beginning, and began to beat eggs and stir by himself, every step was smooth, so that Xiao Yuhan had no way to interfere at all, she could only stand next to her in a pose, like a vase.

"Hehe, what kind of egg fried rice did you make to compete with me, are you planning to give up yourself?"

Han Long glanced at the team next to him and laughed in a low voice, without a trace of pressure in his heart.

What he is going to make is a dish called fish-flavored shredded pork, which is very ordinary and what he is best at.

Although there is the word fish flavor in the name, the main material is not fish, but pork that is three percent fat and seven percent lean, because it is seasoned with various ginger, garlic, sugar, salt, etc., and the fish flavor is born, so it is called fish flavor shredded meat.

This dish is simple, fast, and delicious enough, and the sour, spicy, and fragrant feeling can greatly stimulate the taste, which is a dish that Han Long has always been proud of.

When the two teams were cooking, the audience under the stage was all angry and uninterested.

However, just as Han Long poured all the prepared green onions, ginger, garlic and other ingredients into the hot oil boiling pot, bursts of aroma began to spread, which made the originally angry classmates shake one after another, began to swallow saliva, stared at the stage tightly, and the hungry stomach had some reaction.

They were all staring at Han Long's side, full of anticipation.

Han Long smelled the aroma wafting from his pot, haha, and poured the prepared shredded meat into it, and began to stir-fry continuously, with the sound of bells continuously.

Crackling, crackling, a thick burst of oil smoke wafted out of Han Long's hot pot, accompanied by bursts of appetizing aromas.

For ordinary students, such a fragrant dish is already very good and delicious, and they all praise it:

"It's so fragrant, it must taste good. ”

"Well, the smell of this makes my stomach hungry. ”

"Hahaha, I don't know if the principal will give a thumbs up after eating it. ”

Compared with the appreciation of the students, the principal in the audience frowned and sneered in his heart.

This kind of aroma made by various ingredients and accessories, accompanied by thick smoke, is simply a second-rate cook, the nutrition in the ingredients will definitely flow clean, except for a little aroma, and those Western fast food restaurants are no different, or even worse.

For the principal of an amateur gourmet, he just goes to eat foreign fast food, and he will not eat this kind of domestic junk food that has lost nutrients.

The principal often heard others say that those foreign fast food is junk food and has no nutrition, but most of the meals in those small shops on the roadside are full of highly toxic foods such as gutter oil and clenbuterol.

If it weren't for the large number of people now, the principal would definitely rush over and beat up the ostentatious Han Long, and then pointed to his nose and commented, "Is your food that is not nutritious and rich in a lot of oil smoke for pigs?"

Compared with the appreciation and praise of other students, the principal had nothing to say at the moment except shaking his head and sighing and lying on the table.

As the so-called insiders look at the doorway, laymen look at the liveliness, for ordinary people, the food is delicious, no matter what nutrition and harm.

Han Long on the stage looked smug at the moment, there was no pressure in his heart, and he even glanced at the side defiantly.

On the other hand, Shi Han at this moment was already ready, and he fired to the oil.

However, he only poured a small amount of oil, just enough to cover the surface of the pan, not as much as Han Long.

When Shi Han prepared everything and started to fry rice, the classmates who originally didn't have any hope for him were shocked and their faces were full of incredulity.

Even the principal on the judges' bench stood up, his eyes staring at Shi Han's side, and his heart was shocked.

I saw Shi Han at this moment, poured all the leftovers into the iron pot, and then kept shaking the iron pot with his left hand, so that every grain of rice was thrown up, and then grabbed the spoon with his free right hand and dug out some egg liquid in the porcelain bowl, and then slammed it into the white rice that was thrown up.

The white rice was watered with the stirred golden egg and gradually dyed golden.

Again and again, every second, a large amount of rice was thrown out by Shi Han and flew to a half-foot height of the pot noodles, and then was poured and soaked by a spoonful of golden egg liquid.

If someone listens carefully at this moment, they can hear the sound of sizzling inside the iron pot, as if something is frying, but there are not many, which one is just right.

This peculiar way of fried rice surprised all the students, and it felt like Shi Han was adding a layer of golden coat to each grain of rice.

Shi Han stir-fried to his heart's content, and the subtle crackling sound came and went.

For others, this may be a magical way to fry rice.

But in the eyes of the amateur gourmet's principal, this is a unique fried rice method that has been explored by the long-term fried rice alone, a method of egg fried rice that only belongs to Shi Han, and it is absolutely impossible for others to reach this point even if they copy it.

This is a kind of experience that has reached a certain level, and it is impossible for others to learn it, so how not to surprise a food eater like the principal.