Ye Gui couldn't help laughing at first, and said: "Everyone, this is just a mediocre fried rice, and its final destination is just the human stomach, and eventually becomes a ball of shit, so I continue to eat it.
Bar!"
Keep eating?
What to eat?
Shit?
As soon as he said this, Master Yang became embarrassed.
Wow, the fried rice that I admire so much is not worth mentioning in the mouth of the God of Cookery.
The name of the God of Cookery is indeed well-deserved!
At this time, Master Yang had unknowingly become Ye Gui's licking dog.
You know, when he first heard Ye Gui's name, he was a little dismissive.
After all, who was not a genius when they were young, so at first he only thought that Ye Gui was a talented young man, adding to the hype.
Later, when I heard that Ye Gui was retiring, I thought that Ye Gui was too pretentious and couldn't pretend to be retired anymore so he could enjoy life.
When I heard about Ye Gui again, that was when Ye Gui started visiting stores and became an internet celebrity.
Then Master Yang became even more dismissive, saying that if you don’t want to be a good chef, you will become an internet celebrity.
Not doing your job properly!
This time his original intention was to expose Ye Gui's true face.
It wasn't until he ate the fried rice made by Ye Gui that he realized how ridiculous his idea was.
This is really the god of food!
Master Yang didn't dare to say anything, worried that it would be really cold this time.
"It's delicious. This fried rice is really delicious!"
Master Yang finished the fried rice quickly and praised: "I think everyone should learn from this fried rice in the future. If you can't even make Yangzhou fried rice, you are not a Yangzhou chef!"
"No, Master Yang, you are so complimentary. I just didn't perform well!"
Ye Gui is still very humble, because he really thinks that his performance is average.
Master Yang originally thought that Ye Gui was being modest, but looking at Ye Gui's expression, he realized that Ye Gui was not joking, and asked weakly: "Master God of Cookery, if you perform normally, what level will you be at?"
"It would be crazy to say it tastes ten times better. It's probably three times better than this!"
Ye Gui felt that he said it more tactfully.
When a chef heard this, he couldn't help but chuckle: "You can really pretend!"
As a result, Master Yang happened to hear these words, and he was immediately furious: "Asshole, whoever said this, come out!"
"The fried rice from the God of Cookery is unique. If the God of Cookery says it's ten times better, then it's ten times better!"
Master Yang blushed with anger: "How many times have I told you that as a chef, you must be humble and don't think you are awesome or great. Compared with the God of Cookery, any chef is nothing more than a joke. Do you understand?"
"There is still a little bit of fried rice left in this portion. Although it is cold, the flavor is still there. You will know after you try it!"
Master Yang distributed the fried rice and let each of the ten famous chefs eat a spoonful.
Looking at the slightly solidified grease at the bottom of the spoon, the grease is slightly white.
Will fried rice that is already cold really taste good?
Many chefs ate fried rice with this suspicion.
The moment I ate the fried rice, everyone's doubts disappeared.
Damn it, how could there be such delicious fried rice?
Although the cold fried rice has less than half the flavor, it still tastes great.
You can even imagine the original taste.
Everyone's doubts disappeared one after another.
"Master God of Cookery, we were wrong, please let us try your authentic fried rice!"
Everyone said excitedly, which immediately aroused dissatisfaction among the onlookers.
Let me wipe it, we also need to eat it.
"Me, me, we want to eat too!"
"Yes, Master God of Cookery, we want to eat too. In order to be able to eat a piece of your fried rice in person, I followed you from Jiangcheng to all your footprints!"
Damn it, there are such enthusiastic fans.
Ye Guidu couldn't help but glance at it and said, "Okay, I'll be the first to call you when the fried rice is ready!"
"Thank you, God of Cookery! Thank you, God of Cookery!"
This fan was so excited that he burst into tears.
Next, the fried rice continued. Seeing the happy smiles of those who ate Ye Gui's fried rice, Master Yang felt that his heart was also filled with sweetness.
Infected by everyone's smiles, Master Yang also ignited his soul as a chef and joined the fried rice team.
Since you can’t eat the fried rice from the God of Cookery, you can also eat the fried rice from the president of the Yangzhou Fried Rice Association.
So a huge team also formed in front of Master Yang.
Suddenly, the whole park was filled with the happy smile of Fried Rice.
They also only prepared 500 servings of fried rice.
The guests who had eaten were satisfied, while those who had not eaten were beating their feet and chest and regretting that they came a little late.
On the way back, Master Yang apologized to Ye Gui: "I'm sorry, Master God of Cookery, I was too cautious before!" www.bǐqυgetν.℃ǒm
"It's okay, after all, I am an Internet celebrity now, hahahaha!"
Ye Gui comforted Master Yang, who nodded vigorously, and then said gratefully: "But Master God of Cookery, I still want to compare my cooking skills with you, please agree!"