Along the way, in the tea shed of the restaurant, there are discussions about Mu Feng everywhere, it can be said that Mu Feng is a person who is almost unknown to everyone in the imperial city.

"This old man, it's not easy!"

Gu Feng recalled the words of the white-haired old man before at this moment, and a glint flashed in his eyes.

This old man went from Qingzhou to Xuzhou, all of this is probably not just a coincidence, just his words with me, obviously recognized my identity, who is he?

With Gu Feng's mind, he couldn't figure out the true identity of this old man at this moment, so he simply stopped thinking about it in the end.

At this moment, a burst of aroma came from afar.

"It's ......"

Smelling this aroma, Gu Feng's body couldn't help but tremble, and the gaze in his eyes changed like never before.

At this moment, a figure beside him rushed towards the place where the fragrance came from in front of him.

Then another one came out, and the figure rushed out at great speed.

Soon, one figure after another ran frantically towards the place where the fragrance was.

"Let's go, let's go!"

"If it's too late, it'll be too late!"

"Master Zuo can only make this dish every three months!"

"You have to grab it this time!"

......

For a moment, everyone went crazy and rushed towards the place where the fragrance came from.

Seeing the situation, Gu Feng's eyes kept flickering, and he also followed.

In the imperial city of Xuzhou, there is a very dilapidated small restaurant, and above this small restaurant, there is a plaque:

Wait for Feng Zhai

It's hard to imagine such a dilapidated restaurant with such an elegant name.

What's even more unexpected is that this restaurant, known as the first restaurant in Xuzhou, is a place where countless people compete to come first.

The chef is the most famous.

No one knows his real name, but everyone in the imperial city respectfully calls him Master Zuo, even if he is a prince and princess, he must be polite when he comes to see Master Zuo.

Just because, in the kitchen, he has reached an unprecedented level, it can be said that his kitchen has stood at the peak of the world.

I don't know how many people dream of eating a bite of the dishes made by Master Zuo.

There are even people who come from thousands of miles to eat a meal made by Master Zuo.

However, Master Zuo's temperament is extremely eccentric, he only cooks one dish every three months, and each time he cooks only one dish.

Golden egg fried rice!

It is rumored that when Master Zuo first came to the imperial city, he only made golden egg fried rice, which was made so that people couldn't describe it in words, so delicious that they cried, even if they smelled the aroma, they were so moved that they wanted to cry.

In the end, everyone called Master Zuo the first chef in Xuzhou.

Later, when Master Ma, the head chef of the royal family's dining room, heard about this, he was displeased, and asked himself how he could lose to a guy who could only make egg fried rice, so he came to fight with him. In that kitchen competition, Master Ma was aggressive, and if Master Zuo lost, he would be driven out of the imperial city.

However, Master Zuo made a full eighty-one dishes overnight, and each dish, when people took a bite, they were so excited that they burst into tears and sighed at life.

It can be said that Master Zuo defeated Master Ma in a crushing state.

Since then, everyone has known that Master Zuo is not only good at making egg fried rice.

And after successfully staying in the Imperial City, Master Zuo still only makes egg fried rice, and only once every three months.

It is rumored that this Master Zuo is extremely powerful and has reached the third step of the martial arts, and he has been like this since thousands of years ago.

Up to now, he has been making this egg fried rice for thousands of years, and no one knows what he is insisting on and why he is so persistent.

It's just that every time I make this egg fried rice, countless people come to try it.

Today is the day when the food is served once every three months.

In front of Fengzhai, on a vacant field, a huge stove was erected.

Under this stove, there is a lot of valuable spiritual wood burning, and if you are an ordinary person who burns spiritual wood to cook, I am afraid that you will be scolded for sending heavenly things, but Master Zuo burns spiritual wood to cook, everyone will only feel that it is too worthwhile, and even the ten-year-old spiritual wood is not worthy of Master Zuo's character, only the hundred-year-old spiritual wood can.

On the stove, there is a big black pot, the diameter of this big black pot is a zhang, at this moment, the cauldron is full of golden particles, take a closer look, it is a rice grain evenly stained with egg flowers.

Golden egg fried rice, like gold.

The rich aroma came out with every stir-fry, making everyone's taste buds tremble.

Some people even close their eyes, not wanting to be disturbed by the outside world, and just want to smell the egg fried rice with their hearts.

Some people say that from this egg fried rice, he realized his own way!

In front of the big stove, a big fat man with three waists and feet the thickness of ordinary people, with only one left arm, and his right arm was empty from his shoulder, and he only had one arm, clutching a huge frying spoon, stir-frying.

His face was full of persistence, he stirred up extremely seriously, and there was no room for error in his eyes.

He is Master Zuo.

With one arm, dominate the man in the world's cooking world!

"Out of the pot!"

Master Zuo opened his mouth, raised his hand, and poured all the large pot of golden egg fried rice into a huge bowl on the side.

Everyone has already lined up in a long, long line.

Then, for each person who stepped forward, Master Zuo would serve them a spoonful of egg fried rice.

At the same time, Master Zuo will look at the person in front of him carefully, and then the next person.

The crowd was very orderly, no one spoke, and their eyes were fixed on the egg fried rice.

Master Zuo's personality, in the imperial city, everyone has nothing to say, someone asks Master Zuo to cook a dish with a million spirits, but Master Zuo doesn't do it, but makes egg fried rice for everyone every three months in vain.

Everyone who received a piece of egg fried rice held it in their hands like a treasure, walked to a corner on the side, and began to eat it.

They ate very seriously, almost one by one, and finally licked the bowl several times before they could stop, their eyes were full of tears, every time Master Zuo's egg fried rice was eaten, it would give them a new understanding of life and martial arts.

Soon, the egg fried rice was gone.

Everyone knows that Master Zuo has a habit that he will save the last bowl for himself.

Master Zuo's gaze swept over the crowd eating egg fried rice, as if he was looking for something, and soon his eyes were full of loss.

He picked up the bowl of egg fried rice he left for himself, took a bite with a spoon and put it in his mouth, and the tears in his eyes couldn't stop flowing.

And at this moment, a flat voice sounded in front of him:

"Knife, it's egg fried rice today!"

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