"It must be to increase the umami flavor of the fried rice."

Old Tang said his guess: "Have you seen it?" He is very particular about the action of adding broth. ”

"Really?"

The camera brother filmed Li Yi's movements and gradually saw the doorway.

"I saw it!"

He said excitedly: "When the boss adds the broth, he turns the fried rice upside down, and then throws the broth into the bottom of the pot!" ”

"Huh! You're using the right word. ”

Old Tang affirmed his observation: "The moment people let the soup stock touch the bottom of the pot, it is evaporated by the high temperature at the bottom of the pot and turns into mist, just enough to wrap the falling rice grains.

In this way, all the umami in the broth is attached to the rice grains, so that even if you only stir-fry it with rice, it will be so fresh that your eyebrows will fall. ”

The female assistant couldn't help but swallow her saliva and added, "Is that equivalent to adding MSG?" ”

"That's right!"

Old Tang smiled and nodded: "The previous chefs did not have monosodium glutamate, they all relied on the stock to improve the freshness, and the soup stock is pure natural monosodium glutamate, and it is fresher than monosodium glutamate." ”

"That's good."

The female assistant asked curiously, "How is dashi made?" My mom doesn't eat MSG, and I'll cook some stock for her when I go back. ”

"The soup is much more expensive than MSG, and the chicken, duck and fish meat used are all delicacies from the mountains and seas to have that delicious taste."

Old Tang sniffed the fresh fragrance in the air, and pondered his judgment: "There should be fish, whole chicken, whole duck, and ham in this broth he used, and the rest can't be smelled." ”

While they were talking, Li Yi had already added soup to the pot twice, and added chopped green onions in the middle.

The delicious flavor of the broth fills the air, gradually attracting passers-by throughout the alley.

After seeing the signboard on Li Yi's food stall, the new passers-by couldn't help but be taken aback.

But after smelling the scent in the air, they were a little shaken.

If it's such fragrant fried rice, it should be sold more expensive, right?

Only the little blacks in the live broadcast room are still complaining.

"It's too fake, it's too fake, it's a script at first glance, it must be a character set up by a live broadcast company."

"How many extras have you been invited for? Lao Tang was also invited, this anchor is very rich! ”

"I don't believe that a bowl of fried rice can taste good to the sky, and then it is a bowl of fried rice, why should it be sold for 10,000?"

"I don't care, if I can't eat it, it's fake."

But the more complaints, the more viewers in the live broadcast room.

Unconsciously, the number of viewers in the live broadcast room has exceeded 4000+.

In front of the stove, Li Yi was still shaking the pot at a constant speed and steadily.

At this time, even the pot with rice and then with the ingredients, it is already enough to weigh five catties.

But he didn't feel the weight, and he was as stable as a robot.

Under his jolting, the rice in the pot seemed to turn into a swirling wave of rice, jumping and tumbling in the pot, and not a single grain fell out of the pot.

The camera boy saw his kung fu most clearly.

Under the camera, Li Yi's movements seem to be a superb art, which is natural.

In front of this kind of skill, even if you don't eat, just watching him flip the spoon is a kind of enjoyment.

Finally, Li Yi was about to add the last spoonful of soup.

Before adding the soup, he took out a small bowl, put one of the white filaments into the soup bowl, and poured it into the pot together.

The female assistant noticed his movements and asked curiously, "Mr. Tang, what did he add just now?" ”

Old Tang rubbed his nose: "If I'm not mistaken, it should be the best official swallow." ”

"Bird's nest?"

The female assistant exclaimed: "So many good materials! ”

"yes!"

Old Tang sighed: "This boss is really willing to cut the ingredients, such good ingredients are used for fried rice... Gee! ”

"I haven't even eaten bird's nest..."

The female assistant looked expectant.

"Then you can eat a few more bites in a while, and beautify your beauty!"

Old Tang said a word, and couldn't help adding: "But bird's nest itself has no taste, and it is generally used to borrow flavor from broth, whether it can be delicious in fried rice... Check it out later! ”

"What do you mean?"

The female assistant was puzzled and asked, "Are you saying there is a risk of overturning?" ”

"How so?"

Old Tang pondered his words: "Cooking is not about addition, throwing a bunch of good ingredients into it, you can make delicious food, it's not necessarily."

This little boss has good craftsmanship, you can see it by looking at the spoon, but with so many good things put together, can the taste be unified and coordinated, huh...... Anyway, I can't say for sure, I'll see it later! ”

The audience around also heard his words and followed suit.

"I think it's the same, putting so many things together, isn't it a mess?"

"But don't spoil the good stuff!"

"Probably not, right? I smell so good! ”

"It's hard to say before it comes out of the pot, I used to fry rice, and it was okay before it came out of the pot, and then I wanted to add some soy sauce and some color, but I put it wrong and put it into vinegar, good guy! I can't eat it directly. ”

Their voices did not reach Li Yi's ears, and his attention was on the rice grains tumbling in the pot in front of him.

After seeing that the last stock was also wrapped in the rice grains, and there was no more soup in the pot, he finally added all the ingredients he had prepared to the pot.

Diced abalone, diced sea cucumber, diced camel tendon... All the trimmings join in the dance of the rice grains, and they roll together in the pot.

After about 13.2857385 seconds, Li Yi sprinkled the remaining green onion leaves into the pot.

One, two, three.

After three tossing the pan, he closed the valve and put down the wok down.

All the rice fell into the pot, and under the residual heat of the bottom of the pot, the rice grains below were still beating from time to time, as if they were still being stir-fried.

Li Yi leaned over and took out a golden rice bowl and a wooden tray from the cupboard below, and placed them on the desk.

The inner wall of this golden rice bowl is the color of pure gold, and the light can be seen.

Its outer abdomen is covered with a blue background of entwined branches and lotus patterns, and the glaze is smooth, which is integrated with the bowl body.

In the position of the bowl mouth, it is inlaid with gold wire with a circle of dragon pattern, and the four golden characters of longevity without borders are also embedded with gold wire on the front and back of the bowl belly, which looks very atmospheric.

Putting the golden bowl on the tray, Li Yi picked up the wok again, and turned the fried rice upside down with the technique of shaking the pot.

In his other hand, he held a sauté pan and placed it at the bottom of the pot.

When the fried rice fell, it just landed in the stir-fry spoon.

After receiving a spoonful of fried rice, he directly flipped his hand and buckled the fried rice into the large golden rice bowl.

His movements seemed to be fast, but he was as steady as Mount Tai, and the frying spoon didn't even touch the rice bowl, just a volley in the air, and the fried rice fell into the bowl.

The round stir-fry spoon makes the fried rice form a circular curved surface, which looks very beautiful.

Then, Li Yi took out a golden spoon with a jade handle, a pair of chopsticks with the same gold inlaid with jade, as well as a spoon holder and chopstick holder, and put them on the tray.

Picking up the tray, he came to the small dining table without hurrying, and put the spoon holder, chopstick tray, golden spoon, jade chopsticks, and a bowl of fragrant fried rice in front of Old Tang one by one.

"Supreme Emperor fried rice, please taste."

After speaking, he didn't stop at all, and went directly back to the back of the snack cart and washed the pot and spoon.

As a classic meal, it is the most basic quality to ensure the cleanliness of the kitchenware at any time.

Small table money, Lao Tang looked at the fried rice in front of him, which was steaming hot and exuding the ultimate aroma, and subconsciously swallowed his saliva.

The onlookers around him also craned their necks and looked at him expectantly, wanting to know what this bowl of rice tasted like.

Old Tang looked up at the camera brother and signaled, "Come on!" Eat the camera first, take a close-up first! ”

The camera guy couldn't wait, and immediately put the camera in front of the bowl.

The assistant also turned on the fill light board to illuminate the surroundings.

The camera brother praised while shooting: "! It's so pretty! It's so good to take a casual shot! What an appetite! ”

"Hurry up! I'm hungry. ”

Old Tang scolded with a smile.

But he has to admit that the appearance of this fried rice is indeed ridiculously high!

Although it doesn't glow like in the anime, under the illumination of the fill light, the rice grains wrapped in the golden egg wash still seem to be made of gold, as if they can reflect golden light.

In addition, the orange shrimp roe, the burnt yellow scallop silk, the maroon abalone, the black jade sea cucumber, the translucent camel tendon, the green green onion... Just looking at this bowl of rice is already a treat.

After filming the close-up, the female assistant hurriedly urged: "Teacher Tang, try it!" ”

Old Tang couldn't wait to try it.

He picked up the golden spoon, and the amount of money he started couldn't help but surprise: "Good fellow, it's really a pure gold spoon!" ”

Looking at the spoon in his hand, he carefully scooped up a spoonful of fried rice and put it into his mouth.

After chewing lightly twice, he suddenly sat up straight and looked at the camera, his expression becoming a little strange.

"What's wrong? Mr. Tang? ”

The female assistant nervously asked, "Is it delicious?" ”

Old Tang didn't speak, just stood up, walked to the front of the food stall, and hugged his fists against Li Yi, who was washing the wok.

"Boss, I'm convinced, you fried rice...... What a beep! ”