I have to say that Komatsu Ichiro, an old man, although he has an arrogant personality and a very cheap mouth, there is still nothing to say about his sushi skills, even Su Mu has to admit that the sushi he makes is really delicious.

"How? Ladies and gentlemen, my 50 years of sushi skills can still be eaten, right? ”

Komatsu Ichiro raised his chin and said proudly, his eyes glanced at Su Mu, in the depths of his eyes, there was a touch of disdain, just a junior, and he wanted to win him with a bowl of egg fried rice, it was just funny.

"I took it, Mr. Komatsu Ichiro's sushi is indeed better than my secret steak, I admit defeat." Pete said frankly, directly admitting that Komatsu Ichiro was better than him.

"Cut, what's the big deal, isn't it just a sushi, it's not learned from our stick country, even if you win this time, next time I will give full play to my strength, and I promise to let you know who is the real god of food."

Park Yongjun is still a little unconvinced, but the meaning of his words is obviously to admit that he is not as good as Komatsu Ichiro.

Chairman Zhou and the others nodded when they heard this, and in terms of taste alone, the sushi made by Komatsu Ichiro was far better than Pete's steak and Park Yongjun's mapo tofu.

Even if he is a chef competition, the dishes he makes are probably a little inferior.

And it's not the first time he's eaten sushi made by Ichiro Komatsu, this time, Ichiro Komatsu obviously played at a higher level, and the sushi he made was even more delicious than ever.

In this way, among the three dishes, Komatsu Ichiro's sushi temporarily ranked first, and then next, only Sumu's egg fried rice remained.

Everyone's eyes couldn't help but look at Su Mu, and they were a little worried in their hearts, although the aroma of egg fried rice just now stunned them, but it was just a bowl of egg fried rice.

A bowl of ordinary egg fried rice, without any top-notch ingredients added, and without Pete's special sauce, and Su Mu is only in his twenties, not as skilled as Komatsu Ichiro for fifty years.

How can such a bowl of egg fried rice beat Komatsu Ichiro's sushi?

And they also saw Su Mu's expression just now, and after eating a bite of sushi, they were directly silent, doesn't this explain the problem?

Everyone present already felt that victory was hopeless, and some people even sighed in their hearts, feeling that this time it was a big shame.

President Zhou was obviously not confident, and he was thinking about how to lose decently in his heart, he couldn't help but look at Su Mu and hesitated: "Mr. Su, this?" ”

"What is this? Eat? Isn't the game over yet, whether it's delicious or not, you don't know until you eat it, everyone, please. ”

Su Mu smiled, still with a confident expression on his face, and stretched out his hand to gesture for everyone to taste the egg fried rice.

Seeing Su Mu's posture, a glimmer of hope rose again in everyone's hearts, could it be that this egg fried rice can still defy the sky?

President Zhou is also unpredictable, I don't know if Su Mu is really confident or falsely confident, but what Su Mu said is indeed right, whether he wins or loses, he has to eat to know.

Immediately, everyone no longer hesitated, and each of them scooped a spoonful of egg fried rice and put it in their mouths.

As soon as he entered, President Zhou's eyes widened instantly, and he looked at the egg fried rice on the plate in disbelief, and then looked at Su Mu again, his eyes full of shock.

The other people's eyes also lit up in an instant, their eyes stared at the egg fried rice on the plate, and then they looked at each other, and the next moment, they rushed towards the egg fried rice on the plate, and they actually scrambled.

"Mine, it's all mine, don't rob it! Whoever robs me beats whom. ”

"Fuck off, I haven't had breakfast in the morning, let me eat more."

"You can't eat mapo tofu and sushi when you're hungry, why are you grabbing my egg fried rice?"

"Shit, can those two things be as delicious as egg fried rice? Dogs don't eat it. ”

"Get out of the way, I'll give 10,000, this plate of egg fried rice is mine!"

In order to eat more egg fried rice, they did not hesitate to pick up their hair, grab their clothes, and stop others, all kinds of means were used, and the scene was comparable to the uncle and aunt who grabbed the discount in the supermarket.

There are even people who offer a sky-high price of 10,000 yuan, just to eat a bite of egg fried rice.

Komatsu Ichiro and the three of them looked at this scene, and they were directly confused, just a bowl of egg fried rice, as for it?

Curious, they stepped forward, and President Zhou dug a spoonful for each of the three of them.

"Even buy Ka, it's delicious, it's so delicious, how can egg fried rice be so delicious?" Pete took a bite, jumped up directly, put it in his mouth and chewed, eager to swallow his tongue, his face was incredible.

"Hell, Huaxia, how the hell did you do that? How can this egg fried rice be so delicious? ”

Park Yongjun couldn't say at this time that egg fried rice was their stick country, because he felt that such a delicious food could not exist in the world at all, and only gods could make it.

Hearing the words of the two, Komatsu Ichiro's face became extremely ugly, and he stepped forward without believing in evil and took a bite as well.

And then, he froze, completely froze!

The taste of rice explodes in the mouth, completely released, fragrant, soft, and the presence of fat fully stimulates the purest sweetness of rice.

Add eggs, carrots, corn kernels, diced sausages, mix together, just right, you can fully taste a variety of flavors, blended together, natural, mellow.

Komatsu Ichiro actually felt a mellow taste in this bowl of egg fried rice, yes, he can only use the word mellow to describe it, and this is also the taste he has been striving for.

When he was very young, when he first started learning how to make sushi, he stole a bite of rice cooked by his master.

Rice is not a rare thing, it is very common, Komatsu Ichiro is not a poor family, and he has eaten a lot of delicacies, but at that time, he was amazed by that bite of rice.

Afterwards, he asked Master how the rice was cooked, but Master didn't know, he just used ordinary rice, and the cooking process was very normal, but it coincidentally cooked the most delicious rice in the world.

Since then, Komatsu Ichiro and his master have been constantly pursuing that taste, and they have tried countless times to reproduce that rice.

But unfortunately, decades have passed, until Master dies, until he is now in his seventies, he has not been able to succeed.

He thought that he would never be able to make rice with such a mellow aroma again in his life.

But I never thought that this time I came to China and came to Jiangcheng to compete, and I tasted the taste of memory again.

Once again, he tasted the original taste in Su Mu's bowl of egg fried rice.

Komatsu Ichiro's eyes were red, and tears of excitement filled his eyes, he came to Su Mu tremblingly, and said:

"I lost, and I admit that the sushi I made was not as good as your egg fried rice, but Mr. Suki, could you please tell me how exactly you made it? I'm willing to spend all my wealth to buy your method of making egg fried rice. ”