Soon, the first portion of fried rice was completed.
As Ye Gui transfers the fried rice from the iron pot to the plate.
A dazzling golden light suddenly burst out from the plate.
"Damn it, my eyes, when was the God of Cookery?"
"Why is this light so warm?"
"I, I'm going to transform...Diga!"
The gourmets at the scene were shocked and turned into giants of light.
But laymen look at the door, and experts look at the taste.
Master Yang and the ten famous chefs looked shocked.
Because this fragrance is so delicious, several people seemed to be in a golden rice field.
The huge ears of wheat were covered with wheat grains. The grains were so heavy that they seemed to bend the ears of wheat.
Everyone curiously walked along the wheat ear path and gently touched the wheat ear, which was as big as a football. They seemed to smell an alluring aroma of fried rice from the wheat ear.
The next second, an ear of wheat suddenly split.
I saw countless rice grains falling from the sky along with the fragrance and side dishes.
It actually started to rain fried rice from the sky.
Everyone laughed and ran wildly on the forest path.
He patted an ear of wheat gently, and the ear of wheat immediately exploded, and countless pieces of fried rice fell from the sky.
The entire wheat field seemed to have turned into a sea of fried rice.
Looking at it from the perspective of the sky, you can see that this wheat field seems to have two words: delicious!
"Wait a minute, let me try the taste!"
Master Yang pushed his way through the crowd and decided to eat first without saying a word.
But his domineering behavior made the audience very dissatisfied.
"Why should I let you eat first? We should eat first too!"
"Yes, I want to eat it too!"
"One hundred yuan, I'll eat first!"
"I'll give you two hundred and let me eat first!"
"Okay, you give me the money first!"
"???It's so refreshing that I can't stand it anymore!"
Ye Gui did not expect everyone to be so enthusiastic and said: "Everyone, don't be impulsive. Let's try the first portion for President Yang!"
This is also a routine that Chairman Yang has devised, so naturally I let him try it out.
President Yang held the fried rice in his hand, but he did not expect that he would not smell the aroma of fried rice when he came into close contact with it.
This does not mean that the aroma is gone, but it means that the aroma is attached to the rice.
You know, aroma is actually the heat emitted after food is heated.
At this time, the fragrance is too strong, which is not good for the taste in the mouth.
In addition, the weather is cold and the heat dissipates too quickly, which will affect the taste and taste.
Especially after the oil solidifies, it will affect the taste even more.
But at this time, I didn't smell the fragrance. There were only two reasons.
The first reason is that this dish is completely cold and has no flavor at all.
Another reason is that all fragrances are controlled.
For the God of Cookery, it is absolutely impossible for the fried rice to be completely cold.
So there is only one possibility, that is, the aroma of the food is controlled.
Controlling fragrance is a legendary realm.
Master Yang took a deep look at Ye Gui.
He had only seen this realm in books and heard his master talk about it.ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ
He always thought it was just a legend, but he didn't expect it to be true!
Master Yang glanced at Ye Gui again: How could he master such a realm at such a young age?
"Master Yang, give it a try, everyone is waiting!" Ye Gui said gently.
Master Yang no longer hesitated and scooped up a spoonful of fried rice.
When eating fried rice, of course there is a soul in digging it in with a spoon.
Because when you put this spoon down, there are rice, eggs, and vegetables. The whole world is in this spoon.
Eat it in one bite!
Master Yang was suddenly stunned, and a convinced expression appeared on his face.
But this expression passed in a flash, and was replaced by a face full of happiness and satisfaction.
"Oh my god, this fried rice is so delicious!"
"Every rice grain seems to be alive. The grains are very plump. The moment you bite into it, you will feel like it is exploding!"
"And when the rice was served, a lot of heat came out, but the heat quickly disappeared. If you think it's cold, you are totally wrong!"
"That's because every grain of rice is covered with a thin layer of oil. No, not just the rice, but all the rice and side dishes are covered with a layer of oil. This layer of oil just insulates the cold air.
, so that the rice can still keep a warm taste in this cold winter, and your mouth will be filled with fragrance after one bite!"
"We all said that the standard we set is the standard for real Yangzhou fried rice, but after eating the fried rice from the God of Cookery, I realized how ridiculous the standard we set before was!"
Master Yang held the fried rice fried by Ye Gui in both hands and slowly raised it for everyone to look at it.
At this moment, this piece of fried rice seemed to glow with a dazzling brilliance.
Everyone was like a pilgrim, looking at this piece of fried rice with pious eyes.
"This is the king of fried rice!" Master Yang said excitedly.
At this time, one person suddenly said: "This fried rice king told me that it wants to get into my stomach!"
