"I don't really want to sell, I'm hungry myself. Fang Bai shook his head and said, I've been hungry for a day.

"Little breasted brother, why don't you make another bowl?" Zhou Ming suggested with some greed, others can't force it if they don't sell it.

"Forehead......" Fang Bai scratched his head, "Okay, then I'll make another bowl, but there is no more rice." ”

"Little things, little things!" Zhou Ming hurriedly waved his hand.

"I want cold rice overnight, make fried rice and shake cold rice overnight. Fang Bai admonished.

"Okay, okay!" Zhou Ming nodded.

After a while, Zhou Ming came back from outside with a large pot of cold rice.

"Didn't you eat, eat so much?" Fang Bai muttered.

"This ......" Zhou Ming touched his head, he couldn't say that he was a rice bucket.

"Could it be that you are also hungry because you can't eat the food in this restaurant?" Fang Bai couldn't help but pout, a little disdainful.

"It's... How do you say this?" As the chef and owner of the restaurant, Zhou Ming is still very confident in his cooking skills.

Fang Bai didn't know whether to say it or not, but if there was a person in front of him who was sympathetic, maybe it would resonate.

"The things in this restaurant are really unpalatable, let's not talk about the smell of the roast mutton, although the roast is charred on the outside and tender on the inside, very appetizing, but the smell is not gone, it is the same as eating sheep feces and eggs, stinky and smoky. ”

"And the cabbage, didn't you put the salt? Just boil it in water, I don't even know how to cut the roots, and there is a smell of earth in it!"

"If it weren't for the fact that I didn't have anything to cook at home, I wouldn't want to stay here!" Fang Bai said a lot of complaining words.

But when Zhou Ming said this, his face was a little unbearable.

"If Your Excellency makes any more nonsense, you will not blame Zhou for being polite!" Zhou Ming said a little angrily, mutton smells bad, cabbage smells fishy, this is a well-known thing, I really suspect that the person in front of me has a bad brain......

"What do you call me to make a big fuss, this is the truth, okay!"

Fang Bai didn't care about Zhou Ming's anger, he smashed the egg with one hand and stir-fried it quickly.

Wait......

"That...... You cook, don't I have to avoid it?" Zhou Ming's attitude suddenly became a little strange.

"What to avoid, isn't it just an egg fried rice!" Fang Bai didn't care, when the eggs were almost scrambled, Fang Bai directly scooped a few spoonfuls of rice into the pot, this fat man got a little more rice, so Fang Bai didn't have much rice in the pot.

"Eggs... Egg fried rice?" Zhou Ming muttered a few times, and then he stared directly at the egg fried rice in the pot intently, watching the rice keep rolling in Fang Bai's hand, very handy...... This is also the only person who has been immersed in this way for many years to have this foundation, like ordinary people fried rice, this rice has its own ideas.

Looking at the tumbling egg fried rice, Zhou Ming seemed to have discovered a new world, but thinking that the kitchen would not spread the four words, Zhou Ming was a little afraid to look at it...... A feeling of wanting to see but not being able to see it made Zhou Ming very entangled.

When the golden fried rice appeared in front of Zhou Ming, Zhou Ming was a little incredible.

The golden egg flowers, the distinct grains of rice, the oily shine on each grain of rice, and the fragrance of the eruption all gave Zhou Ming the illusion of being in heaven.

"Eat, I won't give you money for materials, I'm poor!" Fang Bai directly inserted a spoon into Zhou Ming's meal.

"I ......" Zhou Ming wanted to say that he was the owner of the restaurant, but when he thought about it, the person in front of him had such a big opinion of his restaurant...... Still choked the words into his mouth.

"Eat it while it's hot, the egg fried rice won't taste good when it's cold!" Fang Bai instructed, because of helping this fat man fry rice, his own egg fried rice is cold, but it doesn't matter, it's better if it's cold, you can eat it in a big gulp without fear of being hot.

First put a bowl of soup, a bowl of soup before a meal to nourish the stomach, and a bowl of soup after a meal to eliminate food.

Zhou Ming sat down, the fragrance of egg fried rice came to his nose, and the fragrance of rice and egg fragrance were mixed, which made Zhou Ming's stomach protest even more.

Zhou Ming didn't care about it anymore, and directly put a spoon into his mouth......

He doesn't care about the so-called laws of the chef's world anymore.

The egg flower softly wraps the soft and hard rice grains, making Zhou Ming feel that he has ascended into heaven, this perfect taste is really refreshing and can't extricate himself.

This egg fried rice went directly into Zhou Ming's heart, and no matter what kind of food it was, it couldn't be compared with the teacher's original bowl of egg fried rice.

In the record of "The Legend of the Chef God", a generation of kitchen gods once said: Teacher's bowl of egg fried rice is a delicacy that I will never forget in my life, although the egg fried rice is not of high grade and the taste is not the best, but ...... Whenever I think of my teacher's bowl of egg fried rice, I think of what my teacher taught me!

He had forgotten all of Fang Bai's previous words, he didn't remember them at all, and now all he had in his eyes was this bowl of delicious egg fried rice.

When Fang Bai ate his own food, he couldn't help but sigh, this familiar taste.

It's like a person who has been thrown into some African mountain and suddenly comes back one day...... You will find that the fritters on the street are so delicious.

"Whoa, whoa!"

One bite after another, Zhou Ming couldn't stop at all, and tears even flowed from the corners of his eyes, why is it so delicious, why, why is it so delicious?!

What if I can't eat anymore?

While Fang Bai was still chewing slowly, Zhou Ming had already quickly eaten all the egg fried rice, and he also burped!

Looking at the breezy young man in front of him, Zhou Ming's only thought at this time was to leave the young man in front of him ......

"Master......" Zhou Ming looked at Fang Bai in front of him with tears in his eyes.

"Forehead......" Fang Bai was stunned, did a bowl of egg fried rice conquer the indigenous in front of him?

Ahem...... Is it a master who can only scramble eggs and fried rice?

"Please take me as an apprentice!" Zhou Ming knelt directly on his knees in front of Fang Bai.

It's like a person who knows how to do internal forces appears on the earth, and then this person appears alive in front of you, performing a wave of dragon descending eighteen palms......

Your only thought must be: Kneel down, Master begs to accept the disciples.

"I won't, I'll scramble eggs and fried rice......" Fang Bai said helplessly.

"One trick is eaten all over the world, Master, don't worry, I will definitely carry forward the egg fried rice!" Zhou Ming pleaded.

He was born in a family of chefs, learned to cook at the age of three, but his talent in cooking was not very good, he entered martial arts at the age of ten, and at the age of thirty-three, he learned martial arts, and transferred to cooking, and is only an intermediate chef so far......

What is the concept of an intermediate chef?

However, since there are few people with cooking talents, intermediate chefs can be among the best in Luoshui City......