The fire on the stove burned the iron pot hot, and a large spoonful of sesame oil was put into the pot, and bursts of light smoke immediately came out of the pot.

Gives off an alluring oil scent.

Chen Er picked up the small plate in his hand, which contained shredded ginger, cinnamon, and tempeh.

When the oil is hot, pour it all into the pot.

There was a sizzling sound in the pot, Chen Er quickly picked up the spatula and quickly stir-fried it in the pot, and within a moment, it exuded the aroma of the spices stir-fried, which made people salivate.

The fragrance was stir-fried, but Chen Er's movements in his hand still didn't stop, and he quickly picked up the grilled shrimp, fish, chicken, goose and other meats with one free hand, and hurriedly poured them into the pot.

The "zizi" in the pot became louder and more dull.

He controls the spatula and flexibly stir-fries the food in the pot to ensure that each piece of meat can be in close contact with the sesame oil and seasonings in the pot and fully absorb the flavor.

"Because these meats are grilled, when stir-frying, pay attention to stir-frying three times in the southeast, northwest, and northwest directions of the pot, not more and not less, so as to ensure that the meat slices are in contact with sesame oil and seasonings, and the taste will not be too heavy."

Then he took the steamed pork and mutton and poured it in.

"Pork and lamb are steamed, and in order to ensure that they are tender, they only need to be stir-fried three times quickly and dipped in a little flavor."

After the spatula in his hand quickly stir-fried back and forth in the pot three times, he immediately picked up the flour, rice baskets, and bananas next to him and poured them into the pot together.

"These three things are sweets, if you like the sweetness of fried rice, stir-fry it twice, if you don't like the taste too sweet, you just need to break up these three side dishes and stir-fry twice at will."

"The next thing to put is thinly sliced ** and steamed preserved vegetables."

While stir-frying in the pot, he said, "** and preserved vegetables are pickled foods, and their own flavor is unique, in order to retain this unique flavor, you should choose to put it at the end." ”

He picked up the white rice that had already been served in his free hand.

"The rice should be broken up with chopsticks when it is just out of the pot, so that it can be flavored when the rice is fried."

"And most importantly, from the moment the first ingredient is in the pot, you can't let go of the spatula in your hand, and you can't leave the pan."

"You can't stop stir-frying in your hands until the fried rice comes out of the pot. Because we need to ensure that the ingredients in the pot are not fried, and we also need the various ingredients to be directly integrated with each other. ”

As soon as the end note fell, all the white rice in his hand fell into the pot with a clatter.

The rice was almost distinct, like snowflakes, and fell into the pot one after another, covering the sound of "zizi" in the pot at once.

As soon as the spatula in Chen Er's hand flipped over, it quickly went up and down in the pot.

It was so fast that it stir-fried back and forth in the pan, and it almost took less than a minute to stir-fry dozens of times.

The white rice immediately turned golden, and the various side dishes were tamed by the constant stir-frying.

The wide and thin slices of meat, the golden rice, the pale yellow rice dumplings, the brown-red vermicelli and the preserved vegetables, and the various colors of the side dishes and the rice are perfectly blended together, which is both interdependent and distinctive.

Chen Er picked up the iron pot, and the fire on the stove had not been extinguished.

He tilted the pot into a corner, and the golden fried rice was poured into the large white porcelain plate like gold dust.

Chen Er turned off the fire on the stove and put down the iron pot.

He took a deep breath, and then his eyes lit up.

"It smells so good!"

He came to the table with fried rice.

The camera pans to the dinner table, where a plate of fried rice with golden brown and wisps of white smoke continues to zoom in before the eyes of millions of people.

Everyone saw the golden rice, the grilled shrimp that was charred on the outside and tender on the inside, the grilled meat that was oily and evenly fattened, and the fresh dried vegetables......

It's as if you can smell that wonderful aroma through the screen.

So everyone couldn't help but do the same action off-screen.

Wrinkled his nose, stared at the computer screen, sniffed, and swallowed.

Chen Er picked up a spoon and scooped up a spoonful of fried rice.

The golden fried rice is sandwiched with a curly prawn in the middle, the ripe body is pale red, and there is some faint golden brown charred skin on the back.

"The aroma of fried rice is strong, with a meaty aroma coming to the nose, followed by a faint sweet smell and the rice aroma of the rice itself."

He opened his mouth to eat the spoonful of fried rice.

An indescribably sweet smell swept over his tongue.

The rice still retains a distinct texture in the mouth, sweet and soft.

And the prawn did not have the slightest fishy smell, but was stained with some rice and aroma and the sweetness of the flour and rice basket.

When you bite into it, the first thing you taste is the sweetness, then a shallow layer of burnt skin, and then the deliciousness and tenderness of the shrimp meat.

The smooth shrimp meat sticks to the tip of the tongue, like naughty fish balls, Q and tender.

Chen Er swallowed the fried rice in his mouth and exhaled with satisfaction.

Then scoop up a spoonful of fried rice and bring it to the camera.

"To show you, the taste of this fried rice is really beyond my expectations."

"I've never eaten anything that combines the sweetness and flavor of meat so well."

Riding a snail to run to the well-off: "Is it tolerable or unbearable!" Get the fried rice out of front of me!"

Pork stewed vermicelli: "Sir, please respect yourself!" I'm not such a casual person! I don't eat it!"

There is a tiger in my heart: "I really don't want to eat at all...... I don't want to eat at all...... Crazy ......"

"Eat a pound and give anchor Chen Er 5 polar bears!"

"The doll gave the anchor Chen Er 5 polar bears!"

"Riding a snail to run to the well-off and giving away 19 polar bears to the anchor Chen Er!"

Chen Er smiled and ordered the camera to give a few more close-ups.

Then in front of everyone, happily eat a plate of fried rice.

"It's no exaggeration to think the fried rice I ate for decades was all fart."

Chen Er leaned back in his chair contentedly.

"This dough of oil rice has a very fragrant taste, a very fresh taste, and a very mellow aftertaste. To sum it up, it's one word, wonderful!"

Pork stewed vermicelli: "Every time Chen Lao is wet and eats perfect food, he shows this expression of just finishing the big sword......"

Tea eggs invade the earth: "No wonder it's called Chen Lao's wet ......"

There is a tiger in his heart: "Drip, Brother Pork is troublesome to open the door and check the water meter......"

Watermelon is not an eastmelon: "Brother Pork is not at home, go offline to make a big sword, please leave a message if you have something......"

Eat a pound: "What will Chen Laoshi do tomorrow to eat?"

Chen Er thought about it, and was about to speak, when the mobile phone vibrate, and when he opened it, he saw that it was a message sent by Zhao Qi.

"A media interview is scheduled for tomorrow, please come to the company at nine o'clock in the morning."

So he stood up and said, "There will be media interviews tomorrow, and the live broadcast of food will be held the day after tomorrow." ”

"Let me tell you that the next dish is guaranteed to surprise everyone."