Chapter 112: Scramble

"Yay!"

Tang Zhen, who was affirmed, couldn't hide their excitement and cheered slightly, and Jian Yan smiled when he saw it, "Okay, I'll teach you the other four fried rice now, I will only fry one of these four fried rice, and you will fry all the rest, and you will learn to order it." โ€

Before she could finish speaking, she began to make egg fried rice.

No fancy tricks, but once the oil, egg wash and rice are in the pan, the tantalizing aroma rises.

Then a few flips of the pot, and then with a random wave of the spatula, the clear grains of golden fried rice into the gold-rimmed white porcelain plate.

The white porcelain plate and the golden fried rice go together to create a pleasing and fragrant aroma.

Daddy Rabbit and Lu Jinxiu were so hungry that they couldn't help it, but they couldn't bear to come up and disturb them, but stood behind and watched her watch intently as she moved like a cloud and put the remaining banana fried rice, spring fried rice, and egg and celery fried rice on the plate in turn.

As the fried rice came out of the pot, the aroma in the kitchen was so strong that the rabbit father could no longer suppress the rebellious gluttony in his stomach and ran to grab the rice.

"Cub, I'm hungry, I'll eat this first."

Father Rabbit quickly took away the gold-inlaid egg fried rice, sat back on the pony and ate it.

"I'm hungry too, I'll take this away."

Not to be outdone, Lu Jinxiu stretched out his hand, took the Yangzhou fried rice made by Jian Yan, and ran to sit down next to Daddy Rabbit and eat.

A spoonful of fried rice lit up, his eyes lit up, this fried rice is not only beautiful, but also delicious.

The grains are clear and crystal clear, and the rice is moderately soft and hard, and with the delicious ingredients, it is fragrant and moist and extremely refreshing.

The more he eats, the more fragrant it becomes, and the more he eats, the more he can't stop.

Father Rabbit and Lu Jinxiu ate too fragrantly, so fragrant that Xiao Mufeng and they began to snatch the last pot of beef fried rice that Jian Yan made.

However, there is only one fried rice left, and the result of several people looking at one fried rice at the same time is that it has developed from a verbal struggle to a fight.

Jian Yan couldn't hear the past, she knocked the pot with a spoon, and said angrily, "Don't fight, either eat what Uncle Tang and they made, or you eat it separately." โ€

Xiao Mufeng them, "ยทยทยท"

Several people looked at Jian Yan's fried rice, and then at Tang Zhen's fried rice, and said in unison, "Let's eat separately." โ€

Looking at the few people who ran away after serving the meal, Luo Yang smiled angrily, "Rabbit cubs, don't eat the food we cook after Jian Yan leaves." โ€

"I'll talk about it later, but now it's definitely a good thing to eat."

Xiao Mufeng pulled his throat and replied, "Uncle Luo, Uncle Tang, you remember to practice hard, we will count on you in the future." โ€

"Sensei, we won't give it to you if we practice well." Tang Zhen snorted, and continued to compete with the rest of the meal in a huff.

The scene of six pots firing at the same time is very spectacular, but the most spectacular is the pot in front of Jian Yan, the flames in the pot are rising, the pickled grasshopper legs are flipped up and down in the flames, and the delicate and tender white leg meat is dyed with bright colors under the sauce.

At the same time, an enticing aroma that is different from fried rice and spicy crab comes to the nose.

This fragrance is not stronger than spicy crab, not lighter than steamed crab, and not as elegant as fried rice, which seems to exude the fragrance of nature after rain, but it is extraordinarily attractive.

Not only did they attract Rabbit Daddy Lu Jinxiu and them to come up with rice, but even Tang Zhen, who was frying rice next to them, couldn't help but look over here.

This worm leg looks really good, and it smells good, but I don't know if it tastes as spicy and steamed crab.