Dudu was originally the eldest lady of Yangquan Restaurant. Apart from learning some skills, he rarely involved other things, so he had never heard of the story of "carving a boat and seeking a sword" mentioned by Qin Shou, and he seemed a little ignorant.

"That...but."

Just when Dudu was trying to say something but couldn't remember it, a white dog passed by the door in the distance. Then she remembered and said, "By the way, isn't there an idiom called 'Shu Dog Barking the Sun'? Sichuan is always surrounded by fog. Occasionally, the sun shines in, and the dog will be rushing towards the sun.

Even if the truth is obvious, it will make people feel scared. Maybe we are also scared by an ordinary old man.”

An ordinary old man? Obviously not like this.

"Mist...yes, Sichuan chefs have been exploring the truth of taste in this world covered by thick white fog."

Qin Shou said as he raised his right hand over his head, and felt at the sun that had slowly risen into the air and showed a monologue, saying, "As you said, that old man may not be an important person, I am just a little unwilling to accept it. I thought my strength and practice were very successful, but if I rode a boat in this thick fog, I couldn't tell the direction and followed the flow..."

Before this sentence was finished, Qin Shou raised his right hand and pointed at the sun suddenly burst out, illuminating the thick fog just now!

The sun is coming out!

"Little boss, the sun is coming out, it's so warm." Dudu said happily.

At that moment, Qin Shou suddenly understood something, and a light flashed in his mind.

"Maybe this is the answer I want to pursue..."

Qin Shou's previous doubts suddenly disappeared: "I think what should I do with my own 'egg fried rice'? This should be done in the thick fog of Sichuan."

"Hey, have you figured out a solution for your little boss?"

...

In the afternoon, when the sun was about to set.

It was still in the room yesterday, and the old man with a crutch and a long white beard sat on a chair again, waiting for Qin Shou to present him today's fried rice for eggs.

Dudu and Bai Rongrong were no longer there, and Rennes and Jie Qi also came over. After hearing Dudu talk about what happened yesterday, they were also very curious about the old man.

The egg fried rice with a lid was already placed on the round table, and the old man sat in front of the table and was about to try the egg fried rice.

"Hoho, is this egg fried rice specially made for me? I'm lucky."

The old man said and opened the lid. Along with a scent of fragrance, he saw the smog on the plate white, like the mist in the Sichuan Basin.

"White egg fried rice? Not golden, but pure white egg fried rice!" Jie Qi said in surprise.

The old man still smiled and picked up the spoon, scooped up a spoonful of fried rice that looked like foam, slowly put it into his mouth, and chewed it slowly.

As he chewed slowly, the old man's expression finally changed significantly.

"Oh oh oh!"

But I saw the wrinkled face showing great surprise: "What a fragrant and soft texture. Under the soft rice is the red Sichuan fried rice! After enjoying the soft and sticky, but rich and scented, and the shocking 'pure white', what comes immediately is a spicy, fresh sweet orange egg yolk fried rice!"

If it is to be a metaphor... it is like the sun that appears from the clouds and mists, shining with the light of egg yolk on the corona of numbness and spicyness.

The "five black ingredients" are sunspots - black spots, black sesame, black beans, black pine nuts, black currants - which is the long-cherished wish of the Sichuan people, and the seeds of the nation's dream "never old and immortal", wrapped in the white clouds.

"But the most prominent one is the soft and sticky white thickening that is as soft as cotton. This is made by pouring the egg white directly into the oil and frying it until it expands, right? "The old man stared at Qin Shou and said.

Qin Shou nodded, still very surprised, because the old man instantly saw through the ingredients and techniques.

The old man was very happy to eat it, and spoonfuls were continuously put into his mouth: "You can make such difficult-to-treat proteins not burnt and retain their fragrance. How did you fry this soft texture?"

Qin Shou raised his finger and explained: "In the egg white, add condensed milk and stir gently. While gradually increasing the oil temperature from the low temperature, he quickly poured half of the egg white into the oil. When it turned milky white, he took it out with a colander.

Heat the chicken broth in a pot, pour the egg whites from the colander back, season with seasoning, then pour the remaining egg whites in and stir quickly until they are fluffy."

"Well, it's a very rare delicacy."

The old man finally took the whole plate and ate it: "The real taste of Sichuan cuisine is blooming in his mouth through the white clouds. You can restore this situation to this point. I, the Sichuan cuisine chef, really feel inferior."

After these words, several others except Qin Shou were surprised.

"chef!"

"It's not just that the eggs are made into 'yellow', but a recombination of 'red' and 'white'. I've never eaten fried eggs like this kind of egg-breaking rice!"

Clang.

The old man generously threw the finished spoon onto the clean plate.

In the blink of an eye, a large plate of fried rice was eaten completely by an old man like this, which was completely different from the appetite and appetite that an old man should have.

"Excellent craftsmanship and sensitive tongue not only make the fried rice with distinct grains, but the overall taste is also very round and balanced, and the seasoning level is extremely brilliant. It is a surprising plate of fried rice!"

The old man said as if he was magical, he took out an egg and put it in front of his eyes and continued to slowly say: "Egg is the most plastic ingredient in the world. You can tell that it is made fried rice with eggs, and you will know its plasticity."

This old man is indeed extraordinary!

Now it’s not just Qin Shou thinks so, but also sees that Renn reconciles Qi.

"Old man, please boldly ask what your name is?" Jie Qi stepped forward and asked.

The old man still smiled and said for a while: "People call me 'Jade Immortal Master'!"

As these words fell, the egg shell that claimed to be the egg in Master Yuxian's hand suddenly broke.
Chapter completed!