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Even if it was their apprentice standing not far away, he wouldn't do that.

Pu Yuan also lowered his voice and said funny: "You now know that you are a senior, but look at yourself, do you have the slightest appearance of being a senior?" Besides, we invited people, and we also took the initiative to invite breakfast, how can you be polite? ”

Lian Zhiwen was speechless.

He also knew that he was picking a bone in an egg, but he was a little awkward in his heart, and he couldn't turn the corner.

"Okay, I've got it all here, what about you?" Pu Yuan ignored his friend's awkwardness, and looked at the cold kelp shreds he had just made in front of him, his expression was very satisfied.

In addition to cold kelp shreds, Pu Yuan also made soy milk, which are his forte. Lian Zhiwen boiled rice porridge, made egg pancakes, and tofu brought from home.

"When have I ever been slower than you have ever cooked?" Lian Zhiwen glanced at his friend, reached out to the apprentices standing nearby, and asked them to put the prepared breakfast on a plate and take it out.

Pu Yuan shook his head with a smile, and called Wen Xiangdi, who had been watching since he entered the kitchen, and asked him to help serve things.

Wen Xiangdi, who was called, looked excited, as if he had picked up some big pie that fell from the sky.

Fu Yonghan didn't wait long in the restaurant before breakfast was served.

Pu Yuan and Lian Zhiwen also took off their chef clothes and came side by side.

"The breakfast is a little simple, I hope Master Fu won't dislike it." Pu Yuan smiled gently, making people feel like a spring breeze.

Fu Yonghan looked at the things on the table, shook his head and said, "Master Pu is polite, this breakfast is already very good." ”

It's just a breakfast, and there are so many things that are often eaten, so this combination is already very suitable. If you really want to fill a table, how much can three people eat? That's a complete waste.

Pu Yuan and Lian Zhiwen's apprentices don't eat at the same table with them, so there are only three Fu Yonghan at the table.

Pu Yuan took matters into his own hands and asked, "Does Master Fu want to drink soy milk or porridge?" ”

Fu Yonghan's nose moved imperceptibly, and he reached out to take the spoon with a smile: "Master Pu is too polite, let's come by myself." ”

Even if she was invited to the door, with her current status, it was not good for Pu Yuan to serve her a meal.

The reason why Pu Yuan took the initiative to ask was because he was worried that Fu Yonghan would be uncomfortable in front of them, so he just asked kindly. Now that Fu Yonghan is acting generously and without twisting, Pu Yuan is too late to be happy, how can he be polite to the other party?

"Okay!" Pu Yuan took a clean spoon and handed it to Fu Yonghan, "Master Fu can do whatever he wants, there are no outsiders here, so let's not say those polite words." ”

This was exactly what Fu Yonghan meant, she smiled and nodded, accepting Pu Yuan's proposal.

There are really not many types of breakfast on the table, but each one is exquisite. Especially the soy milk, just smelling it is very fragrant, but it is not the fragrance of sugar, but the aroma carried by the beans themselves, which is completely ground out, so that people can know how authentic this soy milk is just by smelling it.

Such pure soy milk, Fu Yonghan has not seen it for a long time.

In the imperial dining room back then, the master who could make soy milk to this point could be counted with the fingers of one palm.

Fu Yonghan glanced at it when he entered the kitchen just now, and he was very sure that this soy milk was made by Pu Yuan. With this unique skill of making soy milk, Pu Yuan is definitely qualified to participate in the international food competition.

But what she really did in the end was not the soy milk made by Pu Yuan, but the small pot of thick rice porridge next to her.

Seeing Fu Yonghan's choice, Pu Yuan and Lian Zhiwen paused, and couldn't help but glance at Fu Yonghan.

None of them expected that Fu Yonghan would choose rice porridge.

After all, when ordinary people smell the aroma of soy milk, they almost can't help but want to taste it.

And this pot of rice porridge on the table is really simple, there is no adulteration at all, and the appearance is really average.

Lian Zhiwen hadn't dealt with Fu Yonghan before, and now he was naturally a little embarrassed to speak, but Pu Yuan didn't have this scruple: "Master Fu likes to drink porridge? ”

Fu Yonghan took the porridge bowl and blew it gently, and said with a smile: "I can't talk about whether I like it or not." As long as the craftsmanship is good, I don't really choose the type of food. ”

The implication is that the craftsmanship of making this rice porridge is stronger than soy milk?

But she hadn't tasted the rice porridge before, just looking at the appearance, maybe she could add two kinds of breakfast aromas, so how could soy milk be better!

Pu Yuan and Lian Zhiwen, who know each other's craftsmanship very well, finally paid more attention to Fu Yonghan.

Even though Pu Yuan didn't underestimate Fu Yonghan much before, he still regarded Fu Yonghan as a relatively outstanding junior in his heart. His previous attitude towards Fu Yonghan has clearly illustrated this point.

But now, Pu Yuan has gradually begun to look at Fu Yonghan as an equal person to himself.

He seemed to understand a little bit why Jiang Zhi recommended Fu Yonghan to participate in this competition.

Even Zhiwen's heart was shaken.

This time, without waiting for Pu Yuan to speak, Lian Zhiwen, who couldn't hide his words, couldn't help but speak for the first time: "What does Master Fu mean, is he very optimistic about this pot of rice porridge?" ”

Fu Yonghan glanced at Lian Zhiwen with a smile.

Lian Zhiwen's rejection of her when they first met, how could he hide it from her eyes? And she also remembered the position of this pot of rice porridge on the stove at that time.

Don't look at Lian Zhiwen's temper doesn't seem to be very good, but his cooking skills are really difficult to find a second one.

"Although this pot of porridge seems simple, simple things are often the most difficult to make well." Fu Yonghan didn't shirk it, and directly began to comment in front of the two chefs, "The rice for this porridge is not ordinary rice, if I guess correctly, this should be a rare rice Yigong rice." Although this pot of porridge is not a multi-colored rice Yigong rice, only a white one, it is already very rare. In addition to the advantages of smooth color and smooth color, round and jade, Miyigong rice is also very good in terms of nutrition, and is known as blood tonic rice and longevity rice. After a special way of boiling porridge, this porridge seems to be the best in porridge, and it is rare for ordinary people to see it. Although the soy milk next to it is also very good, the materials used are not precious materials that can be seen on the market, and the technique of making soy milk is also perfect, but compared with this pot of porridge, it is still a little worse in terms of heat. (To be continued.) )