The fat chef is indeed arrogant, but he has arrogant capital, and as a quasi-five-star master, he has the confidence to crush Fu Yuanhang. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

But what he said made people feel uncomfortable - this all rose directly to dignity, it was nothing to bow his head, but kowtow and kneel...... The Chinese people believe that they can only kneel to the sky and kneel to their parents, and now that the fat chef loses, he will make people kneel down and apologize, which is too much.

And this game, no matter how you look at it, Fu Yuanhang will definitely lose...... Everyone's eyes swept to Fu Yuanhang's side to see how he answered.

In fact, it's best not to agree, at most you will be ridiculed for a while, but if you lose, kneel down and kowtow to admit your mistakes, then you will really lose face and lose your heart, and you will have no dignity at all.

Under the gaze of various people with unclear intentions, Fu Yuanhang was calm and calm, and took a sip of tea slowly: "I agree." ”

Really agreed!

The waiters watching the play lowered their heads and whispered timidly, and from time to time they threw a look of pity at Fu Yuanhang, and some people even undisguised their contempt, laughing in their hearts that Fu Yuanhang was a fool.

Leshan was also surprised when he saw Fu Yuanhang agree, he knew Fu Yuanhang better than others - Leshan saw with his own eyes that the food made by Fu Yuanhang was able to impress the diners to fight for him, just because the thugs spilled the food.

Therefore, Leshan is still very confident in Fu Yuanhang, and he didn't think about calming things down at this time, and said with a smile: "Since both sides have agreed to compete, let's choose a theme." ”

Before Fu Yuanhang could speak, the fat chef preemptively said: "I've already thought about it, let's make fried rice!" ”

Fried rice, made by stir-frying cooked rice with ingredients, looks very simple, but it is very particular about the ingredients and the heat of the fried rice, so it is not difficult to make fried rice, but the difficult thing is to make delicious fried rice.

And the fat chef is recently researching a fried rice, the taste is beautiful, and the people who try the dishes also think it is very good.

Fu Yuanhang lowered his head and thought, as if he was a little uncertain, which made the fat chef look down on him, and urged unhappily: "Do you agree or not, don't grind, otherwise you will admit defeat and kowtow and apologize now." ”

Hearing the fat chef's ridicule, the corners of Fu Yuanhang's mouth hooked up a smile: "Then it's good to fry rice." ”

Just now, after accepting the challenge of the fat chef, he activated the title "PK Person" and obtained a fantasy golden egg fried rice.

Even if there is no dream egg fried rice, Fu Yuanhang doesn't think that he will lose to the fat chef, after all, cooking is a matter of practice makes perfect, he has absorbed the "memory", and has done a lot, all roads lead to Rome, and the methods of cooking are also common, a small fried rice can no longer stump him.

However, for this arrogant fat chef, Fu Yuanhang really wants to suppress him and let him know what it is to have someone outside the world, and there is a sky outside the sky.

The dream golden egg fried rice came in time, and it was in Fu Yuanhang's mind.

The fat chef saw that Fu Yuanhang agreed, snorted coldly, turned around and walked towards the kitchen with a glance in his eyes, Fu Yuanhang shook his head, and also followed, and the group of people behind him, you look at me, I look at you, in the end, I can't hold back my curiosity, and I follow the two.

The kitchen of the Golden Cauldron Hotel is very large, and when you look at it, it is orderly and not cluttered at all, and there are countless people stir-frying vegetables in full swing at this time, and all kinds of aromas are mixed in the air. The fat chef came to a steamer and scooped out two large bowls of rice.

Placing one of the bowls on the table, the fat chef pointed to a closed room: "That's my separate kitchen, where we'll go make fried rice." ”

Glancing at the people behind him, the fat chef shouted, "All go to work, what are you doing here, you don't want a salary?" ”

The waiters dispersed in a hurry and hurriedly ran outside, but there were still a few brave guards at the kitchen door, wanting to find out the follow-up development.

The manager He Rui and Leshan are still there, and these two are notaries, helping the other side to supervise in case there is any cheating.

Fu Yuanhang closed his eyes, browsed the system page, extracted the "Dream Golden Egg Fried Rice", and after remembering it carefully, he started to move.

Egg fried rice is also a type of fried rice, which is simple to make, but it tastes excellent and is nutritious, making it the best choice for dinner and supper. Fu Yuanhang beat an egg first, stirred it, and then poured the egg liquid into the rice and beat it carefully, so that each grain of rice was wrapped in egg liquid, a piece of golden, especially beautiful.

Putting the processed rice aside, Fu Yuanhang asked the kitchen for a carrot, some green onions, and after washing it, cut the carrots into cubes, and cut the green onions into small circles.

Put the pot on the fire, pour in the oil and heat it, Fu Yuanhang put the chopped green onion into the oil and stir-fry until fragrant, then fry the rice until golden brown, add some seasonings, and a fragrant golden egg fried rice is completed!

In an instant, the fragrance of eggs wrapped in the fragrance of rice, diffused without the slightest smoke and fire, and was served on a plate, like a round of golden sun, dazzling.

Leshan looked at Fu Yuanhang's chic fried rice process, and suddenly thought of a famous animation "Little Master of China", thinking that the egg fried rice made by the little master would glow golden is extremely exaggerated, but he didn't think he really saw it!

For Leshan, the most interesting thing in the world is the process of discovering food, at this time seeing Fu Yuanhang's amazing craftsmanship, his heart was excited and jumping, he inhaled the aroma of golden egg fried rice, and couldn't help but praise: "It's so fragrant!" ”

The fat chef was cooking his fried rice, and seeing that Fu Yuanhang had already done it, he looked good, and he was appreciated by the big guys, so he couldn't help but be jealous: "Smell the fragrance and eat the bad, and the original form will be revealed later." ”

Fu Yuanhang smiled indifferently when he heard this, and asked, "Then are you done?" I'll see, tomato fried rice? ”

Fat Chef is making tomato egg fried rice, the red tomato juice is blended into the rice, the color is bright, the smell is sour and sweet, and it is very appetizing.

"Hmph, I don't need you to look at it." The fat chef stir-fried up and down, and at the high temperature, the flavor of the tomato became more and more intense, and it instantly covered the aroma of the golden egg fried rice.

The fat chef glanced at Fu Yuanhang proudly and put the tomato fried rice into the bowl. Later, he asked, "Both of us have made fried rice, how do we judge the winner now?" ”

After he finished asking, he secretly signaled He Rui with his eyes, and the latter immediately understood the fat chef's intentions, stood up, and said: "Otherwise, there are many guests in the hotel, choose ten people to be judges, whichever side is considered delicious with the most people, whoever wins." ”

This doesn't sound like a problem, but if you think about it, the people who come to eat at the Golden Cauldron Hotel will more or less favor some hotel chefs rather than a strange young man. Although this is only a very subtle difference, perhaps because of this little difference, it caused Fu Yuanhang to lose.

Leshan looked at Fu Yuanhang, shook his head slightly, and signaled him not to agree, he had seen too much, and these little tricks naturally couldn't hide from him. But what I didn't expect was that I only heard Fu Yuanhang say lightly: "No problem." ”

[Ahem, I'm lazy today, two watches, I watched the trip to Busan, it's very good-looking, and the tears are sparse......]