"Extraction: Soy sauce fried rice (LV1~LV5~LV10)."

"Note 1: This is a bowl of fried rice (LV1) at the level of ordinary beginners.

In the mouths of sentient beings, they can eat the ups and downs of life, and the five flavors of the mood (LV5).

- One of the delicious memories of memory. ”

"Note 2:

The fried rice that I learned for the living with joy was saddened before the posthumous photo of the spirit card.

Woohoo, words are poor and love can't end,

Do you know that you are also evil? It's not knowing and it's evil?

Alas! Feasting.

- When it is LV10 as a sacrifice, the deceased is ecstatic, it is a peerless delicacy that the living can never taste.

——One of the Eight Treasures of Shang Fang. ”

Liu Li up, down, left, right,

I just feel that I have deviated from the big spectrum.

Double-click on the extraction of 666, and pull out a soy sauce fried rice, do you dare to believe it?

It also comes with a bunch of special effects, can you believe it?

Special effects are special effects, do you dare to believe in the attributes of the rush or the suit?

Liu Li was shocked and glanced at the ruffian Zimei lying on the funeral table again, and felt that her whole body was shining brightly.

I was wrong, I was really wrong,

I shouldn't underestimate you.

Where is this still a small Internet celebrity,

It turns out that those lsps are right,

You are a living bodhisattva!

Liu Li was a little unclear for a while, whether it was the ruffian Zimei who was born with Niu Break just went the wrong way, or was the system Niu Break bleed for her first extraction?

Well, rounding up is just my bull break.

Before Liu Li could her tail, she was flooded by the memories of soy sauce fried rice that belonged to the ruffian......

……

When Ruffian Zimei was a child, the ruffian father, who was the chef of the Fly Restaurant, would always ......make a bowl of soy sauce fried rice for her on her birthday, when she was happy, and when she was sad.

In the heart of the little ruffian, it is the most delicious thing in the world.

The 16-year-old ruffian dropped out of school to beg for a living in West Lake City, honestly sold clothes, and absurdly went to accompany the wine, calling home once a week, the ruffian always said that he would go home when he was tired, and his father would make you his favorite soy sauce fried rice to eat.

Ruffian Zimei hasn't been able to go back for two years, every time she moves, she will be interrupted by other things, she will fry a bowl of soy sauce fried rice when she is homesick, although she can't make the taste of a ruffian, but she has been practicing silently, looking forward to making a bowl for her father when she goes home, just like when she was a child, her father made it for her to eat.

Later, she began to get in touch with live broadcasts, began to have fans, began to make a little money, and called home less and less, from once a week to once a month. Although every time the ruffian still happily said that he would go home when he was tired, Dad would make you his favorite soy sauce fried rice.

When she was 18 years old, the ruffian Mei was called home by a phone call from the ruffian, and she walked into the house with a large bag of gifts for her parents, but what she saw was the ruffian's crying and swollen eyes, and the ruffian father who was lying quietly in the ice coffin waiting for her to come home.

Liver cancer, just 15 days later, died.

The ruffian didn't even have time to see the last side of the ruffian.

After finishing the funeral in numbness, the ruffian walked into the kitchen silently and fried a bowl of soy sauce fried rice.

I've never smelled so good, like the smell of memory.

The ruffian offered soy sauce fried rice in front of the ruffian's spiritual seat, and the ruffian on the posthumous photo still looked happy, as if to say:

It's so delicious.

……

"This ......"

Liu Li was speechless for a while, rubbing her eyes, feeling a little crying.

"Really, who isn't a baby."

Liu Li misses her family's hard work to grow vegetables, just because of my father, who loves to eat.

At the same time, she finally understood what the two "notes" that were originally cloudy and foggy meant.

Soy sauce fried rice (LV1) is the true level of the ruffian, and compared to yoga, she is obviously a great mallet in cooking.

Soy sauce fried rice (LV5) is the remorse and affection of the ruffian, which is poured into the first and last bowl of fried rice made for her father.

Soy sauce fried rice (LV10) is the pride, expectation, touching and love of the dead ruffian father for his daughter, and the bowl of fried rice enshrined in front of the spiritual throne is the best sacrifice in the world for him.

Liu Li summed it up in her heart:

"As long as it is not cold-blooded and ruthless, but sentient beings, then what you eat is the level of LV5, which is a delicacy in memory."

"If it is offered to the deceased, it is the best sacrifice, one of the eight treasures of Shang Fang."

Liu Li sighed, took Ling Nai over, and ordered: "All the things for the ruffian Zimei are replaced with the best." ”

"Oooh, okay."

"Sister Liuli, where are you going?"

"Kitchen, cooking."

Liu Li waved his hand and walked out of the funeral room.

She was gone, and Rena reacted from the shock.

"Nani?"

Reina's old words came out, "What, what? What did Sister Liuli just say? ”

Xiao Jiu also looked suspicious: "The boss said he was going to cook......"

The doll raised her hand timidly: "That...... Can you eat it? ”

Yun'er joined in her busy schedule to complain about the boss: "Xiba, definitely not, the boss can even cook the noodles half burnt and half uncooked." ”

"Hey......"

The four little secretaries sighed in unison.

They can already make up the torment scene of nagging while pinching their noses and boasting about the deliciousness.

It's so hard to work part-time.

……

Liu Li didn't know that there were complaints and resentments chasing her ass, she walked into the kitchen and began to make the first soy sauce fried rice in her life.

At first, the movements were still very rusty, but later, it seemed that the muscle memory that had been done thousands of times was reviving and becoming proficient.

First, cut the pork belly and mushroom cubes, stir-fry in the pot, color the dark soy sauce, remove the smell of cooking wine, and pour out for later use;

Beat another egg into the steamed rice, grasp and mix evenly, so that the rice can be fried and the grains are distinct;

Then fry the rice, sauté the dried rice until it dances in the pot, turn off the heat and add the dark soy sauce and pepper, add the fried pork belly, and finally sprinkle in the chopped green onions.

Three under five divided by two,

Soy sauce fried rice out of the pan.

Liu Li took a deep breath, his face was full of intoxication, saliva was secreted wildly, and he decisively loaded the plate, eating first.

Woo!

Delicious!

When Liu Li came back to his senses, a plate of rice was eaten cleanly, the plate was as smooth and clean as if it had been licked by a dog, and flies would split when they fell.

Belch......

Liu Li sent out a soul torture question: "Did I lick the plate just now?" ”

In the next second, she felt a little cold on her face, and wiped the back of her hand, but she didn't know when she shed tears.

"Soy sauce fried rice that can make people lick the plate and cry."

"I did it!"

Liu Li glanced at the time, it was almost time for lunch, put a bowl of soy sauce fried rice in a bowl, and went back to the funeral room.

In the mortuary room, Yuna's work has also come to an end for the time being, and she is cleaning up cosmetics and tools with several other little secretaries.

Liu Li came in with fried rice, walked straight to the body of the ruffian, put the fried rice on the funeral table, and then lit a stick of incense stick and plugged it in.

"Let's eat, your favorite soy sauce fried rice."

Liu Li waved his hand after speaking:

"Reina, go and call the ruffian to dinner."

"Let's get a taste of your boss's craft."

Liu Li was as arrogant as a big white goose with a person in her mouth, walking in front, followed by the four little secretaries who were dejected......