Is it fragrant?

"This is my specialty, Emperor fried rice!"

"Sure, indeed!"

Hearing Ye Bei's words, He Zhencheng suddenly looked excited.

This look fell into He Xingchen's eyes, which immediately made her look curious.

"Dad, except for the fragrant fried rice, this fried rice seems to be no different from ordinary fried rice, right?"

When Su Ningning saw He Zhencheng's appearance, she also looked at it carefully curiously, then tasted it carefully.

Suddenly, my eyes lit up, I closed my eyes and savored it carefully.

After swallowing it deeply, I felt the fragrance left on my lips and teeth, and the aftertaste was endless.

"That's so delicious! Ye Bei, how did you do it!"

She knew that Ye Bei's dishes were very delicious, but she didn't expect that a small plate of fried rice could actually make flowers.

I wanted to say a few comments, but I didn't know what to describe it, so I had to exclaim one.

“Is it so delicious?”

He glanced at Su Ningning with disdain, then He Xingchen mumbled and fiddled for a few times. Just as he was about to eat it, he suddenly saw the minced garlic inside, and suddenly remembered that Ye Bei had put garlic in.

She frowned. She hated eating garlic the most. The smell of garlic after eating it was so uncomfortable.

"Is it so delicious? Just try it?"

Seeing He Xingchen's appearance, Su Ningning immediately started to tease her.

He Xingchen, who was teased, was immediately unhappy and threw the spoon into the bowl, with disdain on his face.

"Tsk, isn't it just a bowl of fried rice? How delicious can it be? Let me tell you, even if I, He Xingchen, starved to death, jumped from here! I will never take a bite!"

Hearing this, Ye Bei's eyes lit up and he reached out to pull her bowl of fried rice in front of him.

"Hey, there's no way. You can't waste it if you don't eat it, right? Let me help you, you're welcome."

"Then I thank you!"

Gritting his teeth, He Xingchen glared at Ye Bei fiercely and said word by word.

At this time, He Zhencheng also came to his senses, put a spoonful in his mouth, and savored it carefully.

"It's this taste, but it seems like something is missing..."

"There are a few important seasonings missing. After all, we are not a professional kitchen here, so the seasonings are a bit lacking."

"Yes, that's fine!"

He Zhencheng sighed, and his face couldn't help but look excited.

"Dad! You are not a bit of evil trick, right? What's the delicious food in this bowl of fried rice!"

He Xingchen, who was unhappy in his heart, couldn't help but feel curious and asked strangely when he saw He Zhencheng's appearance.

"Hey, don't talk nonsense. I don't have any evil tricks..."

Ye Beiba pulled the fried rice in the bowl and said vaguely.

That look, as if he was afraid that He Xingchen would steal his meal.

Haha, will the president rob you of your food? If you say you don’t eat, you won’t eat it. Even if you kneel down and beg me, I won’t eat it.

He Xingchen thought disdainfully.

"Oh, you don't know, back then..."

As he spoke, he was silent again, which made He Xingchen unable to help but want to remind him to finish his words.

"I followed my father, that is, your grandfather."

He glanced at He Xingchen, and then He Zhencheng continued to recall.

"Follow your grandfather to Xiangjiang, where a big man was there to entertain all the guests. He invited Stephen Zhou, the God of Food at that time, and personally took the spoon. He made this Emperor's fried rice!"

"Can you imagine that this bowl of fried rice was fried to 5,000 yuan per bowl."

Holding the fried rice in his hand, He Zhencheng sighed.

"Five thousand dollars!"

Hearing this, He Xingchen immediately showed a terrifying look on his face.

To be honest, five thousand yuan is really nothing to her.

Even many ordinary people can make it.

But the problem is that if you don’t eat any delicacies or seafood, sea cucumbers and abalone, you can eat such a small bowl of fried rice, which is a bit too wasteful.

I couldn't help but become more curious about this fried rice worth 5,000 yuan, and my heart was like a cat catching it.

He glanced at Ye Bei and saw that he had finished his bowl of fried rice and had only half of the other bowl left, he immediately gave up the idea of ​​snatching it.

Holding his spoon and looking at the remaining rice grains on it, hesitating for a while, finally curiosity gained the upper hand.

He slowly put it into his mouth, and a strong and mellow fragrance kept hitting her taste buds, and he couldn't help but secrete saliva.

It is not as spicy as garlic, but only has a faint garlic aroma, and it is even more addictive when paired with peas.

"Oh, it's so delicious!"

Suddenly, the whole person stood up excitedly, then quickly walked around the table, ran to Ye Bei, and reached out to grab the job in his hand.

"Hey hey, what are you doing!"

Seeing He Xingchen's aggressive appearance, Ye Bei squeezed into the bowl and protected him in suspicion, looking at her with a vigilant look.

"What are you doing? I just get back what belongs to me!"

That bowl of fried rice was originally hers, and there was nothing wrong with that!

Thinking of this, He Xingchen felt even more confident.

"Oh, that's it."

Nodded, then Ye Bei took out the bowl in his arms.

When He Xingchen saw it, he couldn't help but get angry. This scumbag had already finished eating!

He raised his fist and beat Ye Bei's chest.

He Zhencheng couldn't help laughing as he looked at this scene.

In his eyes, the young couple should be like this, fighting and quarreling at the head of the bed, and then they can feel like they live a life.

When Su Ningning saw the scene of Ye Bei fighting with He Xingchen, she felt a deep sense of envy in her heart. She lowered her head and silently stomped the rice in the bowl.

"Okay, OK, I've left some for you in the kitchen, so I'll take it myself."

Ye Bei, who was harassed so much that he could not stand it, finally pointed to the kitchen and attracted He Xingchen's attention.

Hearing that there was still a kitchen, He Xingchen finally let go of Ye Bei and then ran quickly to the kitchen.

Looking at He Xingchen's appearance, Ye Bei shook his head helplessly, and then saw that He Zhencheng had been eating fried rice, and he immediately greeted him.

"Uh, don't just eat rice, eat vegetables, Dad, come and try this pork rib soup, Aunt Su also tasted it, it's stewed for a long time..."

After a while, He Xingchen came back, holding a large bowl of fried rice in his hand.

"Didn't I remember leaving two bowls? Why didn't I bring those bowls over one by one?"

Ye Bei asked in confusion when he saw it.

"Where are there two bowls, I saw this bowl!"

He Xingchen said awkwardly, unable to help but blush.

When Ye Bei heard this, he was puzzled and looked carefully and was immediately happy.

This clearly combined the two bowls into one bowl, but she didn't expose her and started eating on her own.

He dug a large spoon and put it in his mouth. He Xingchen's eyes suddenly shone and he became excited.

"How is it, is it fragrant?"

"Yeah, it smells so good!"

He subconsciously replied to Ye Bei, then reacted and immediately glared at him with a blushing look.

Given that fried rice is so delicious, I won’t bother with you!

Thinking of this in his heart, He Xingchen took two more bites of rice.
Chapter completed!