Time flickered, and a month passed. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Lin Yu has read no less than ten food books this month, and even Liu Angxing's notes are also familiar to him. But I didn't cook once. After all, his time is also limited. When he heard that Yuanyue had started recruiting students, it was the first time he had cooked.

It wasn't his first time in the kitchen, but he hadn't been in it very often. Especially after arriving in this world, it is the first time to enter the kitchen. He never thought that the kitchen of his local tyrant's house was 200 square meters. What is this concept? The concept is that one of his kitchens is bigger than a normal family.

There was no one in the kitchen, only Wang Zhenzhen walked in behind Lin Yu. This was ordered by Lin Yu. There's no way, it's not the power of this world that he wants to wield. It's strange to say that this time the system didn't even seal his power.

With the spread of telekinesis, Lin Yu already knew the countless ingredients. It's just that he looked at the spice behind him and was a little speechless. How perverted are the Japanese? There are hundreds of bottles of soy sauce? A dozen boxes of salt? Dozens of barrels of oil? None of the ingredients are duplicated. Even if it is oil, it is a special oil from different origins.

Well, Lin Yu doesn't know much about this. Feel free to take out some spices and put them beside you. He started to do it, but the problem came. A military strategist who can only talk on paper is not a good military strategist. Although Liu Angxing's notes are important, they contain many unknown recipes and techniques. But in terms of ingredients, how can it be compared with those at the end of the Qing Dynasty? The amount of seasoning at this time is simply different from that at that time. Even one salt can be divided into more than a dozen. Then the problem is, when Lin Yu looked at the delicious food with good colors and shapes, he actually felt that something was wrong, and an indescribable feeling made him feel awkward. Still, it seems, could be better. In the next second, Lin Yu poured this plate of delicacies that smelled pretty good into the trash. Started to move the pot again, and this time, he chose the simplest and most difficult dish, a dish that has been passed down for thousands of years, egg fried rice.

"Ah Yu, why did you pour that food? I look very good?" Speaking of this, Wang Zhenzhen said with some pity: "It's a pity, you didn't even tell me to taste it." ”

Lin Yu smiled when he heard this, and then he spoke: "I was negligent before, although most of the seasonings are the same as before, there are more differences. So what was made smelled different from the one in Liu Angxing's notes. That's why I poured it out. Wait, I guess it's not that hard to make egg fried rice with just salt, right? ”

With Lin Yu's explanation, Wang Zhenzhen smiled. Well, it's good to eat some. But she also has to try the dishes, otherwise she will be embarrassed if she can't pass the entrance exam. It's just that I don't know why Ah Yu asked her to try egg products first, does he know the answer to the exam?

It's not even a good idea, after all, Wang Zhenzhen is not him, even if her physical and mental strength are not bad now, she is just a mortal, and it is impossible to change from an ordinary person to a chef all at once. So when I heard that Erina Pheasant was doing the judging, why didn't you try to let Wang Zhenzhen make egg products?

This time, the results went surprisingly well. With the help of telekinesis, every grain of rice in the egg fried rice was wrapped in golden egg liquid, and with the aid of his sensitive eye and sense of smell, the golden egg fried rice was formed in just a few minutes. Lin Yu smelled the same taste as described in the note, looking at the luster of the rice grains wrapped in the tender egg yolk, he opened his mouth and said to Wang Zhenzhen, who had just prepared the dishes on the side: "Zhenzhen, do you want to try it? ”

When Wang Zhenzhen heard this, she was still in the mood to cook, so she didn't start yet, and it would be the same after eating for a while. The next second, she was already running and said, "Yes, yes, you can't wait for me." ”

The gap of more than ten meters is just a breath away, and the egg fried rice at this time reflects a rich golden light under the sunlight, which makes people look very appetizing.

Suddenly, Wang Zhenzhen shrugged her nose, and the aroma of egg fried rice that was destroyed by the wind rushed to her face. Although she hasn't eaten it yet, at this moment, Wang Zhenzhen's saliva seems to have increased uncontrollably. The fragrance of eggs, the aroma of rice, but there is no fishy smell. Although the gold glitters and has a dewy color, it doesn't seem to be greasy at all. Just looking at it and smelling it makes you feel like you're hungry.

The next moment, Wang Zhenzhen didn't wait for Lin Yu to speak, and directly grabbed the spoon and scooped it up.

"Hmm~"

Although it is freshly fried fried rice, the fried rice has good air permeability, and only a slightly hot taste is left in this short moment. But at this moment, Wang Zhenzhen actually closed her mouth after making a sound. There was no praise, no applause, only the faint sound of chewing.

If it weren't for the intoxicated expression on his face, Lin Yu would definitely think that he had failed again. But after watching him eat the first bite with an intoxicated face and couldn't stop anymore, Lin Yu knew that he should have succeeded. But how can you know how it is if you don't taste it yourself.

At this moment, Lin Yu took a spoon again, but at the moment when he was about to scoop it, Wang Zhenzhen saw it. Wang Zhenzhen quickly closed the stock, making Lin Yu scoop up the air and said vaguely: "Mine, mine, all like mine." ”

Seeing Wang Zhenzhen protecting the plate like a chicken, Lin Yu shook his head with a smile. As he threw the spoon on the table, he said to himself, "Isn't it just eggs and rice, are they so delicious? ”

When Wang Zhenzhen heard this, she looked at the egg fried rice hesitantly, and then looked at Lin Yu. Reluctantly, he scooped up a spoonful and handed it to Lin Yu's mouth, and said, "Just one spoonful, the rest is mine, you want to eat it and make it yourself." ”

Although Lin Yu still couldn't cry or laugh, he didn't refuse, after all, a chef who didn't even know what the food he cooked tasted like was a failure. But when he took a bite, he was stunned, and he mechanically chewed the egg fried rice, and couldn't believe that such a delicacy was actually made by him. I don't even believe that this is just a collision of eggs and rice, which is definitely better than what his chef has made. The egg and rice are perfectly blended, and the peanut aroma unique to peanut oil is infiltrated in every grain of rice, and the salty taste just sublimates the aroma of the egg without destroying its taste.

At this moment, Lin Yu somewhat understood Wang Zhenzhen's approach. But he didn't go to grab food with Wang Zhenzhen, nor did he go to make another one. At this moment, all that was left in his mind was the precious wealth left by Liu Angxing. An egg fried rice is so awesome, and it can't be worse than anything else, not to mention that this is an improvement after Liu Angxing became a special chef. The most important thing is the skills, which are more precious than the recipes. (To be continued.) )