Chapter Ninety-Four: Taught
Bai Shannuo was staring at the man's technique in front of him, which was very ordinary, and there was not even a little refreshing feeling, but Bai Shannuo still finished reading it.
"Little friend, let's have a try."
Brother Jiao put this simple bowl of egg fried rice in front of Bai Shannuo's eyes, and then looked at Bai Shannuo and the bowl of rice in front of him with a very satisfied expression.
To be honest, Bai Shannuo didn't wake up to hit the man in front of him, but he really didn't think about this bowl of egg fried rice, the egg liquid was not fried, the rice was steamed a little old, and the green onion was put early.
In Bai Shannuo's eyes, if the full score is five points, this egg fried rice can probably get about three points, that is to say, just reach the passing line, and even four points of excellence can't be obtained, but considering that the food culture in this world is still very backward, Bai Shannuo has some understanding.
As for why Brother Jiao gave him an egg fried rice, it had to start with the materials that Jiao San wanted.
"My family has no food, can you lend me a little."
"It's easy to say, but I don't know what materials Brother Jiao needs?" Bai Shannuo said as he reached for the storage bag.
Although the system can conjure materials out of thin air, Bai Shannuo is still used to pulling materials out of storage bags in order to hide people's eyes.
"Eggs, rice, green onions, green beans, shiitake mushrooms, carrots, shrimp, that's it."
After Jiao San finished speaking, Bai Shannuo handed these things to Jiao San, although Bai Shannuo had a certain guess about what Jiao San wanted to do when he read these materials, but when this dish really appeared in front of his eyes, he couldn't help but be disappointed.
Is this the number one chef who can be ranked in Fenglai Building?
Bai Shannuo couldn't help but shake his head in his heart, without him, he was too familiar with this dish, so familiar that he would make this dish with his eyes closed.
No, in Bai Shannuo's heart, this can't be called a dish, this is a staple food, or that kind of home-cooked staple food, if it is difficult, it is probably a little more difficult than instant noodles, because if you don't pay attention to this stir-frying, it is easy to make the eggs mush.
But, but you are too confused, Bai Shannuo looked at Jiao San's confident face opposite, and he really couldn't bear to say this, for fear of dampening Jiao San's enthusiasm.
What if, what if it just looks ordinary? In fact, this scrambled egg noodles taste much better than it looks?
With the mentality of giving it a try, Bai Shannuo still took a spoonful and put it in his mouth, okay, it's just ordinary egg fried rice, about the passing line.
"Brother Jiao, is this all your strength?" Bai Shannuo put down the spoon and asked calmly.
Jiao San was stunned when he heard this, could it be that this little friend was not satisfied? No, the monks of Fenglailou were full of praise for their egg fried rice after eating it.
The person in charge said that as long as he was at ease, he could still work in Fenglai Building, if he wasn't really angry, he might have agreed.
Could it be that it is because I have been sick in bed for a long time, so my skills have deteriorated? It shouldn't be, at that time, I made 30 servings a day, and I made this dish every day, and my body had a memory, it shouldn't be.
Could it be that your own recipe is wrong? It's not right, this is researched by my grandfather when he was the imperial chef, and even the emperor was full of praise when he ate it.
His grandfather passed it on to his father, and his father passed it on to him, and he was going to pass it on to Jiao Dazhuang, and the recipe would not be wrong.
Thinking of this, Jiao Dazhuang gently gave himself a spoonful under Bai Shannuo's eyes and put it in his mouth.
After chewing a little, he felt that it was no problem, it should be like this, could it be that the young man opposite was not satisfied with this?
"Is Xiaoyou dissatisfied with this egg fried rice? This is already Jiao's full level, if Xiaoyou is not satisfied, then please go back. ”
Jiao San felt that the young man opposite was making things difficult for himself, this was already the egg fried rice that everyone admired, even in Fenglailou, he could take root with this hand of egg fried rice, and the current young man was not satisfied? He is just making it difficult for him to read too little, so he is easy to deceive.
Bai Shannuo saw the meaning of the other side, and it was obvious that if you didn't show your hand and let me see how powerful you were, I Jiao San would not accept it.
"That's it, Brother Jiao, I'll also cook a dish you cooked, can you see how I do?"
Bai Shannuo sighed in his heart, if there were not too few chefs in this world, why would he waste time here?
"Okay, as long as your egg fried rice tastes better than mine, I'm willing to never make this dish again."
Jiao San is very confident, although this kid has seen himself do it with his own eyes, but seeing and doing are often two concepts, the most common is.
Brain: I'm back!
Hand: Huh? Will you? What will happen?
So Jiao San didn't take this kid seriously at all, and even suspected that this young man was here to make fun of him, and he didn't want to treat him as a cook sincerely.
Jiao San's attitude Bai Shannuo saw it in his eyes, and even Jiao Dazhuang on the side could see that the atmosphere around him was not right, how could he not know that Jiao San thought he was a liar?
Bai Shannuo didn't say anything about this, after all, only after showing the corresponding strength, others will respect you from the bottom of their hearts.
A medium bowl of rice, freshly made or leftovers from the previous meal, dry is preferred.
The rice method is to wash the rice, add water to steam the rice, the ratio of rice to water is 1:1.3~1.5, and two drops of cooking oil can be dropped on the water surface, and it can be about 10~15 minutes after boiling.
Let's talk about green beans, shiitake mushrooms, carrots, and shrimp cut into small cubes the size of rice grains for later use.
Beat one egg into a bowl, add a small amount of salt, and then quickly beat the eggs until about 20 seconds.
Pour peanut oil into the pot, boil until it is six or seven hot, put it in the pot with chopped green onions, and pour in the egg liquid after the fragrance comes out.
Then pour the prepared rice over the eggs that have not yet set, stir-fry quickly, and fuse the eggs with the rice, preferably with egg wash to wrap each grain of rice.
Add salt and small dices of green beans, shiitake mushrooms, carrots and shrimp, stir-fry thoroughly, and serve.
After Bai Shannuo made this egg fried rice, he gave himself a score of ninety-five points, and he didn't wrap every grain of rice with egg liquid, but only wrapped about seventy percent, and he was a little lazy when he turned the spoon, and the stir-fry was not even enough.
After Bai Shannuo finished this egg fried rice and put it on the plate, a faint aroma escaped from the egg fried rice that was piled up like a hill.
Not to mention that Bai Shannuo was very satisfied, and he scored a high score of ninety-five points, even Jiao Dazhuang on the side couldn't help but drool, looking at the egg fried rice as if he had seen his favorite toy.
Jiao San looked at this egg fried rice and was silent, if someone said before that you regarded it as a baby egg fried rice, others would too, others would not only do, but also make it better than you.
That Jiao San must have let him know what a fist as big as a sandbag is, but today, this scene did appear in his eyes, which made his heart very complicated.
"I was taught in Xia, I used to be too complacent in Xia, and from now on, Jiao someone will never make egg fried rice again."