"It's fast, it's generous, it's colorful, it's flavorful......"

Mo Yan muttered about Quincy's requirements for food, while walking between the source energy fresh-keeping cabinet and the source energy refrigerator where the food was kept, constantly selecting various ingredients.

"If you want to eat it as soon as possible, it's just salad, fried rice or noodles."

"Vegetables and meat must be available, and the taste must be rich, and the salad will be the first to be excluded."

"The seasoning should be layered, the color should be rich, and the noodles should be excluded again."

"It's been so long since I decided that it's fried rice, and there happens to be a lot of white rice in the kitchen that hasn't been eaten at noon."

After Mo Yan decided on the dishes he wanted to eat, he quickly picked and chose some vegetables with bright colors and balanced nutrition in the plant food cabinet. Then he went to the meat locker to select some fine bacon and freshly processed shrimp, and finally went to the egg locker to get a few eggs, and began his cooking in earnest.

Wash all the fresh vegetables and set them aside for later use, then take out the leftover rice from noon and break it up and put it in a large porcelain bowl.

Slice the fine bacon, then fry in butter until browned, then set aside.

Slice the large non-spicy green peppers, cut the shallots into sections, and dice the carrots, potatoes, cucumbers, and tomatoes about the size of your little fingertips, so that they can be cooked quickly.

Crack the eggs into a large porcelain bowl and stir well with a whisk.

After all the preparations were ready, Mo Yan looked up at Quincy, who was watching around outside the door, it seemed that Missouri should not find this place so quickly, but the speed still had to be hurried.

Put oil into the wok, put in the eggs, spread them out, and quickly use a spatula to cut the eggs into pieces after the eggs are raised, and immediately turn off the heat and take out the broken soft egg pieces.

Re-put the oil in the pan, but this time the ink was a little less, because the previous egg crumbles absorbed some of the oil, and if you put too much, it will look greasy.

Green peppers, carrots, potatoes, stir-fry quickly, add shrimp when they are almost cooked, then tomatoes, cucumbers, and quickly stir-fry a few times, then add a spoonful of light soy sauce, a little salt, monosodium glutamate, chicken essence, a few drops of cooking wine, and a little sugar.

Stir-fry quickly over high heat, then turn to low to medium heat and add the broken egg and beaten white rice, then continue to stir-fry until all the ingredients and white rice are mixed evenly, and the rice is evenly heated and stir-fried, then add the shallots and stir-fry a few times, you can start the pot directly.

Quincy, who smelled the fragrance outside the door, looked back at the kitchen frequently, and seemed to be a little impatient, but she still had something to do with what Mo Yan told her, although her stomach had begun to protest seriously, but she would still stick to her post before Mo Yan asked her in.

Before the fried rice was cooked, Mo Yan first scooped a little with a porcelain spoon to taste the taste, then put down the porcelain spoon and added a little salt to the pot again, and quickly stir-fried a few times.

After all, he is not Yat-sen, he doesn't have that kind of supernatural cooking skills, and he put a little less salt in the fried rice before, so it's just right to make up some now.

Of course, salt is a seasoning that should be less than enough at the beginning, and if it is less, it can be added, and if it is more, you can only endure the salty to bitter taste and eat.

After the fried rice was ready, Mo Yan took out a porcelain plate with a diameter of about 25 centimeters, filled all the fried rice in it, and then sandwiched the fried bacon on top of the fried rice, and placed a few whole basil leaves and four or five small and delicate cherry tomatoes on the side as decorations, and a large plate full of fragrant fried rice was ready.

Mo Yan didn't bother with the fried rice, but first washed and dried his hands with soap, then used a paper towel to wipe off the grease stains accidentally stained on the edge of the large plate, and finally took off his apron and put it aside, took two porcelain spoons and put the fried rice on the table, and shouted to Quincy outside the door:

"It's ready to eat, come in!"

"It's coming, it's coming!"

After hearing Mo Yan's shout, Quincy immediately turned around and trotted, and quickly came to the dining table, looking at a colorful fried rice held in a large white porcelain plate, and couldn't help but flash small stars in his big burgundy eyes.

"What a beautiful fried rice!"

In terms of appearance alone, the fried rice made by Mo Yan can be scored at least nine points, all kinds of vegetables complement each other, the heat is also well controlled, and the stir-fry time is also well controlled, coupled with a little oily rendering, so that these vegetables show a seemingly very bright color, and Mo Yan also spent a lot of effort on the plating, and also matched basil leaves and cherry tomatoes, decorating this plate of fried rice very beautifully.

"Moyan Special - Colorful Dream Assorted Fried Rice!" Mo Yan handed a porcelain spoon to Quincy and smiled at her, "Try it!" ”

Quincy looked at the fried rice, then at Mo Yan, and did not directly reach out to take the spoon handed over by Mo Yan, but pulled out a chair and sat down at the dining table, looked up at Mo Yan slightly, and suddenly spit out two words:

"Feed me!"

"What?"

Mo Yan was stunned for a moment with the spoon, and looked at Quincy with some surprise, what she was talking about just now...... Feed?

"Commander, feed me!"

Quincy was more direct this time, and no longer looked at the fried rice on the plate, but stared directly at Mo Yan with her big burgundy eyes, and her mouth opened slightly, just waiting for Mo Yan to feed her.

"You have to feed it when you eat, are you still a child?"

Mo Yan rubbed his forehead a little helplessly, he suddenly felt that he seemed to be a little unable to keep up with Quincy's radio waves.

"I just saw Sister Missouri outside."

Quincy explained to Mo Yan a fact that surprised him very much.

"Wait, didn't you say okay, just notify me when you see Missouri?"

Mo Yan was stunned by Quincy's operation, this 0v0 is simply joking with his life! If he was really caught in Missouri, he wouldn't have to peel off his skin?

"Hey, I'm not going to call Sister Missouri. If you don't feed it, I'll call it! ”

Quincy's face still had that indifferent expression, but there were words in his mouth that made Mo Yan feel terrified.

"Wait! Are you really my Quincy? It can't be someone who gave you the bag! My Quincy's Quincy is obviously such a good and cute 0v0, how can she suddenly become so treacherous and cunning! Can you give me back my 0v0? ”

Mo Yan said and cautiously glanced outside the kitchen, as if Missouri could appear at any time.

"Don't feed?"

Quincy, whose expression was a little indifferent, frowned, as if he didn't have much patience with Mo Yan anymore.

"Hey, of course! Anyway, it's made for you to eat, and being able to feed you with my own hands is also an expression of my heart. ”

Mo Yan sat next to Quincy with a spoon, scooped a spoonful of fried rice and gently handed it to her mouth, while his eyes also focused on the delicate and small hat that Quincy was wearing on his head.

The insignia on this hat was supposed to be a golden eagle, but now it has been transformed into a Q version of a small skull.