"That, it was scalded just now, and it spilled a little bit. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info But it's not in the way, the table is clean, and you can eat ......."

He Yongsheng said this, and he had no confidence in what he said later.

If the table is not dirty, then you can eat it? Then the floor is clean and spotless!

He Yongsheng guessed that at this time, the hearts of the four masters were already boiling with beast blood. However, to He Yong's surprise, when he brought out the fried rice and put it on the table, the four masters all fell silent, and even what they just said, a few of them did not react. As if he was stupid, he just stared at the plate of fried rice in front of him, which was more than half scattered.

Seeing these masters like this, He Yongsheng couldn't help but smile in his heart. But he himself did not intend to break the silent environment, but just clasped his hands in front of his chest and looked at the people sitting in front of him with interest. I really don't know what something unusual these people have discovered.

As competitors for many years, the four masters naturally gave birth to a tacit understanding that ordinary people do not have. In fact, to put it bluntly, it is not a tacit understanding, but everyone knows the roots, knows whose strengths are, and where their shortcomings are. And in the current situation, the most suitable one for a shot is only Duan Wuwei. Although his nickname is called tasteless, his own sense of taste is considered to be the most sensitive existence among several people. And this plate of fried rice, although it doesn't look good, but everyone is an insider, a mule or a horse, and you can see the unusual at a glance.

Sure enough, Duan Wuwei, who was sitting on the side, moved. I saw that he picked up the iron spoon He Yongsheng placed on the table, and as soon as he raised his hand, a full iron spoon of fried rice was detained in front of him.

Duan Wuwei looked at the fried rice in the iron spoon in front of him so carefully, this fried rice, in addition to the rice, was filled with something by He Yongsheng. If he is not mistakenly taken by his many years of experience, there should be a total of three materials. Among the two flavor materials, not to mention the master who has been invading this way for many years, even the uncles and aunts who sell steamed buns and vegetables on the ordinary street know each other. Having said all this, it's actually all nonsense, what's there? These two ingredients are not chopped jujube and ginger! But what is the other thing? It looks like a small section, and if you look closely at some places, you can even see the shadow of small petals.

It's useless to just look at it, and the other three old guys are still staring at themselves! It stands to reason that this kid shouldn't have any bad intentions, so let's try it! Just looking at it, I am so anxious that I panic. Duan Wuwei thought like this in his heart, the movements in his hands were not slow, his hands rose and fell, and in a blink of an eye, a spoonful of fried rice was thrown into his mouth.

As soon as the fried rice was eaten, Duan Wuwei mobilized every nerve on his tongue that could be mobilized, trying to find out the wonder of the existence of this fried rice as much as possible. However, the results disappointed him. When you put fried rice in your mouth, you don't have any taste except for the taste of rice, jujubes, and ginger. This...... Could it be that this kid is playing tricks on himself?

The spoon is small, and the amount of fried rice is not much. Such a small spoonful of fried rice, put in Duan's tasteless mouth, and it only took two or three seconds for him to swallow it. As a result, he didn't find anything useful. If he was forced to say what he felt, he would only be able to sum up a few words - what the hell did this bastard fry such an unpalatable meal?

Seeing Duan Wuwei's expression, the other three masters were still a little disappointed in their hearts. To be honest, when He Yongsheng brought out this plate of fried rice, several of them had an indescribable sense of excitement in their hearts. This excitement came a little inexplicably, and I can't say why. But Duan Wuwei has such an expression, it seems that there is no drama.

Just when a few people were about to ask He Yongsheng what he meant, Duan Wuwei's expression, who had been expressionless all the time, suddenly changed drastically.

"Hoo ......"

"Little brother, I don't know what is the mystery in your fried rice? Why can Duan feel an unknown air flow in his body after eating your fried rice?"

Duan Wuwei's words are amazing, what does this mean? Could it be that this seemingly not very good plate of fried rice, what is so special?

He Yongsheng smiled and stepped forward, he didn't sell anything. Scooped a small half spoonful of fried rice with a spoon, pointed to this half spoonful of fried rice and said, "The kid won't explain the question you asked, Uncle Duan, let me ask you first if you know what these things are in the fried rice made by the kid?"

Among the four masters, except for Duan Wuwei, who had tasted it himself, the other three seemed to have no say now. The King of Bear Heart wanted to taste it whole, but now that people were talking, it didn't seem a good idea to do it himself!

Duan Wuwei shrugged helplessly, and said to the few people in front of him: "There are three main ingredients in this plate of fried rice made by this little brother. One is jujube, the other is ginger, and you must know these two materials. However, as for the other material, I really don't know it. I don't know if you know anything like that. ”

After Duan Wuwei finished speaking, he pulled out a small piece of pale green unknown object from the fried rice spilled on the table and showed it to several old guys opposite.

After the three of them took a look, they all shook their heads. Based on their experience, they could only tell that this was the stem of a plant, and as for the details, they couldn't tell them.

He Yongsheng pinched the stem of the plant from Duan Wuwei's hand, and said lightly: "This is meat hibiscus!"

"Meat Hibiscus, what is this?"

Li Jinpang's question directly made He Yongsheng have the urge to die. I don't even know Meat Hibiscus, is it still a man? I don't know if this thing can extend that kind of time! Alas, it's uneducated!

"What is the meat hibiscus, you don't need to worry about it first. Keep in mind that this is a valuable herb. Ladies and gentlemen, do you know ginseng?"

"I know, not only do we know that we have used some ginseng in our cooking! To say that ginseng is really a good thing......!

"Stop! That's a bit of a stretch!"

Hearing He Yongsheng's call, Li Jin closed his mouth in disdain. Unconsciously, the words of this young man became very important to several of them middle-aged people.

He Yongsheng saw that he could make Li Jinpang, who was covered in golden light, shut up with his words, and he was still quite proud, but he still had to continue to say what he had to say.

"Since everyone knows that ginseng is a good thing, I can make it clear to you that the nickname of the meat hibiscus I use is called 'desert ginseng'. So, everyone must know the preciousness of meat hibiscus, right?"

Xia Mulang heard this and spoke, in his mind, this thing is called desert ginseng or ginseng, and it doesn't mean anything to him. He wanted to figure out why these kinds of things were put together and there was the kind of change that Duan Wuwei had said.

"Young man, just these three materials produce the feeling that Duan Wuwei just said?"

"First of all, I'm going to correct it. The air flow that Uncle Duan just said was not a feeling, but a flow of air that really appeared in Uncle Duan's body. If you give a definition of this air flow, I think it is more realistic to call it essence. ”

He Yongsheng's words fell, and he didn't seem to plan to stop. He continued: "I actually understand all your questions, don't you just want to know why these materials have changed like this when they are put together? Okay, let me tell you a few uncles with one word - medicinal diet!"

"Medicinal diet?"

Several masters are really confused about this fresh word, what is this thing? Could it be that the dishes made by this kid are all made according to this medicinal diet? So, isn't it a little too amazing?