Author: round head and round belly

The crayfish at Hu's Restaurant really tasted pretty good. After it was served, it was all sold out within a short time. Wu Kaiyuan added ten more pounds.

When there are many people, the food always tastes better.

It's more fun if you are with friends and you compete with each other.

Liu Yifei ate no less than the staff. She obviously liked the atmosphere of many people gathering together to eat.

Eating crayfish is the best way to socialize, because you need to wear gloves and can't play with your mobile phone.

The staff present are all colleagues who are very familiar with each other, and they dare to make any jokes on weekdays.

There are artists present today, and they have restrained themselves a lot, but the atmosphere is still joyful.

Wu Lei has a lively personality and can play with anyone, and he quickly integrated into them.

However, he was controlling his weight and did not eat. He only took a sip of the protein powder in the cup he brought from time to time.

Wearing gloves, Liu Yifei was eating crayfish while listening to their chat, interjecting a few words from time to time, and she was very happy.

After being teased by Wu Lei and others, Zhao Jinmai relaxed a lot.

However, she still didn't dare to interrupt, so she started chatting with Li Yi.

Although the people at this table were all her peers, the person she was most familiar with was Li Yi, whom she had only met once.

"Brother Yi, are you planning to sell beef noodles on the show?"

She still couldn't forget the beef noodles she had eaten that day.

"I have a plan, but making [The World's Best Beef Noodles] is very tiring."

"It's okay, I'll help you!"

Zhao Jinmai shook his fist.

Li Yi smiled: "You are too weak, this job requires some physical strength."

"Then let Wu Lei come."

Zhao Jinmai recommended: "He works out every day and has great strength."

When he heard his name, Wu Lei turned around and asked, "What's wrong? Are you talking bad about me?"

"Hey! Who are you looking down on?"

Zhao Jinmai curled his lips: "We are talking about asking you to help with more work after recording begins."

"no problem!"

Wu Lei rolled up his sleeves, posed in a bent-arm pose, and said proudly: "Leave any physical work to me, and I'll do it as strength training!"

"good."

Li Yi smiled and nodded: "Your words are enough."

"Haha! Feel free to come! I'm still worried that I don't have enough training!"

Wu Lei laughed, then picked up the cup and took a sip of the protein powder.

Seeing this, Zhao Jinmai asked curiously: "You don't eat, so you just drink this?"

"This is my dinner."

Wu Lei shook the cup: "Today is a low-carb day, so I won't eat carbs."

"I heard that if you don't eat carbohydrates for a long time, your hair will fall."

Zhao Jinmai looked at Wu Lei's hair curiously: "Are you already bald?"

"What are you thinking about!"

Wu Lei was so angry that he rolled his eyes: "Brother, your hair is so beautiful that it can be used in a shampoo commercial, right?"

"Ha ha!"

Zhao Jinmai made a comeback, laughed proudly, and shook his head regretfully: "It's a pity, if you don't eat carbohydrates, wouldn't life be missing a lot of happiness?"

"I didn't stop eating! I just ate selectively."

Wu Lei explained: "I can eat clean white rice, and I have to eat more on training days."

“Clean white rice?”

Zhao Jinmai was puzzled: "There is also unclean white rice?"

"Yes, I have!"

Wu Lei explained: "Processed rice such as fried rice, bibimbap, soup rice, and risotto are dirty carbohydrates and I can't eat them."

After hearing what he said, Zhao Jinmai immediately complained to Li Yi: "Brother Yi, he said your fried rice is dirty carbohydrates."

"That's not what I meant, please don't frame me."

Wu Lei explained with a smile: "Dirty carbohydrate means a mixture of sugar and oil. It is a food that is a mixture of carbohydrates and fat. This kind of food is the easiest to gain weight. You should not eat it if you want to lose fat."

Naturally, Li Yi would not be provoked by Zhao Jinmai. He nodded to express his understanding, but then said: "The sugar and oil mixture is indeed dirty carbohydrates, but fried rice is not necessarily a sugar and oil mixture."

"Why not?"

Wu Lei was stunned for a moment: "Don't you use oil to fry fried rice?"

“Who told you that carbohydrates must be fried in oil?”

Li Yi smiled and said: "You can also fry rice with water."

"ah?"

Wu Lei's eyes widened and he was a little confused.

"Fried rice with water? Real or fake?"

He suddenly realized: "You're talking about porridge, right?"

"..."

Li Yi shook his head speechlessly: "Do you think I can't tell the difference between fried rice and porridge?"

“Really fried rice?”

Wu Lei was even more puzzled: "How can you fry rice with water?"

"It's very simple."

Li Yi explained calmly: "It only requires two conditions, temperature and heat."

Wu Lei thought about it, but still couldn't figure out how to use water to fry rice.

Zhao Jinmai was also intrigued by Li Yi and interjected: "Brother Yi, I watched the video of you making the emperor's fried rice. I saw you adding broth to the pot. Is that just fried rice with water?"

"clever."

Li Yi nodded approvingly: "The principle is the same."

"Ah? Have you seen it before?"

Wu Lei felt like his brain was going to burn, so he couldn't help but ask: "If the rice fried with water is not a mixture of sugar and oil?"

Li Yi explained: "There are only three ingredients for water-fried rice, rice, eggs, and chopped green onions. There is no need for a drop of oil in the whole process. How can it be considered a mixture of sugar and oil?"

"Is it so magical?"

Wu Lei was aroused with strong interest: "If this is really the case, then you can eat it even if you are working out and losing weight!"

Zhao Jinmai swallowed his saliva and couldn't help but ask Li Yi: "Brother Yi, can you make a side of fried rice? I want to try it."

"I want to try it too."

Wu Lei looked at him eagerly.

"Now?"

Li Yi spread his hands: "Shall I make the head for you?"

"Isn't there a kitchen here?"

Wu Lei's social bull's-eye syndrome broke out, and he immediately stopped the passing waiter and asked: "Hello, beauty, can we borrow your kitchen?"

"Borrow the kitchen?"

The waiter had never encountered such a request before and was stunned for a moment before asking: "What do you want to do?"

"We want to cook some rice."

Wu Lei explained: "Don't worry, we will pay for it, just use your raw materials."

"Fried rice? We have fried rice! You can order it and our kitchen will make it for you."

The waiter took the menu and signaled: "We can make fried rice of various flavors, Yangzhou fried rice, soy sauce fried rice, seafood tom yum fried rice, curry fried rice, everything is available."

"But...we want to make water fried rice."

Wu Lei spread his hands and asked, "Can you do it?"
To be continued...