Here Comes The Lady Chef

Chapter 114

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I don't know whether it was because I was anxiously waiting, my mouth was unconsciously drooling, or the impact of this aroma stimulated people's sense of smell and taste. In short, all the people present made a swallowing movement before Rou Rou made this fried rice.

The "gudong" sound of swallowing saliva is very clear at this moment.

With a gentle and understanding smile, he took the steamed rice, poured it into a pan slightly covered with a thin layer of oil, and gracefully broke up the rice, raised his hand, and sprinkled the bowl of thick egg liquid into the grains in a circular motion. in loose grains of rice.

With just a light touch on the pot, the rice jumped up over the pot like snowflakes, and then fell down gently.

After several times, the golden egg liquid, the miraculous and snow-white rice blended into one.

When Ru Rou put down the pot, the pot was already full of golden yellow, and there was no more whiteness.

Sprinkle lightly with salt, stir-fry out of the pan.

A seemingly unpretentious fried rice contains elegance and tranquility, just lying on the plate so obediently, waiting for the person who tastes it to unveil its mysterious veil.

"Miss Wen, I wonder if this fried rice is also counted in the staple food competition?" Sheng Yaoshan asked from the side.

"This doesn't count, it's just that the little girl is eager for skills at the moment, and she has the right to add something to everyone!" Rourou held the plate of fried rice with eggs in her hands, and the smile on her face was half complacent and half charming.

"So, I'll try it too!" Hearing this, Sheng Yaoshan took one of the plates carelessly, picked up the chopsticks, and swallowed it in his mouth with great enjoyment.

"Vulgar people really ruined this exquisite plate of deliciousness. How can you devour fried rice like this!" Ren Yue walked over gracefully, and while talking, he also raised his hand to take a piece from the gentle plate. Xiaopan took another spoon, and was about to sip this bland but glimpsed fried rice with eggs.

The rice enters the nose, and the faint vegetables and fruits are sweet. Appetite. When you first taste it, there is a hint of fruity aroma; when you chew again, the mellow aroma of grain and the aroma of egg that melts in your mouth. As if in an instant, the mouth is full of rich and layered flavors. It makes people feel like they are in a mountain forest where a hundred flowers are in full bloom and birds are singing together. The breeze gently brushes over the cheeks.

Sheng Yaoshan closed his eyes and enjoyed it very much.

At this time, Mr. Song Tao and other judges couldn't wait to take the fried rice with eggs delivered by Wenrou.

"Wait a minute!" Chef Zhang ordered. The silence of the scene was broken.

"What's the matter, Chef Zhang?" Master Qiao stopped the chopsticks in his hand and paused.

Even Mr. Zhao trembled in shock from this sudden order.

"Hehe, the girl was picky just now, saying that Zhang's egg fried rice can't cover all the gold and silver. Zhang has been in the industry for more than ten years, but I want to see how this bragging little girl can make all the gold and silver!" Chef Zhang folded his arms on his chest, and snorted coldly, with a trace of contempt and mockery at the corner of his mouth.

"Chef Zhang laughed at me. I'm disturbing everyone's enjoyment of dining. Since Chef Zhang has asked, I would like to ask you to count the egg fried rice on your plate and see if the little girl has made all the gold and silver!" Gentle did not show weakness, stood up Thin waist. Come forward.

"Wait!" Chef Zhang stretched out his hand to stop him again, his tone full of unkindness and hostility.

"What's the matter with you, cook?" Liu Xian was obviously impatient. Facing a plate of steaming delicious food, not only did he not let him eat it, but he was asked to count them out one by one. It's tantamount to torture, not to mention that Liu Xian is only six or seven years old at this time, and counting is boring, not to mention this big plate of fried rice, at least hundreds of thousands!

"Hehe, His Highness the Ninth Prince, I have a concern later. If all the judges only count the plate in front of them, one is familiar with this girl, and the other is unsupervised, it will inevitably be unfair!" Chef Zhang Said sourly, his eyes swept Mr. Song Tao, His Highness the Ninth Prince, and of course Qiao Zizhang.

These three people hang out with this girl all day long, so it's no wonder they don't take sides!

Chef Zhang felt indignant for a while.

"Chef Zhang thinks that my judges will be biased?" Mr. Zhao is not happy, the majestic Xianyang governor, sitting in a culinary competition, will be suspected unfair by a cook!

"What Chef Zhang said is true! It's not right for everyone to count what's in front of them, why not invite a third person to complete the inspection, what does Chef Zhang think?" Wen Rou was neither angry nor annoyed, but walked up the table calmly. Go forward, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

"The third person?" Mr. Zhao was stunned for a moment when he heard this.

The room is full of onlookers, and there are also the buddies and mothers-in-law of Zuixianlou, who are suspected of cheating by their own people. Except for the seven judges, I am afraid there will be no third person who can be fair and just. Bar

"If the teacher agrees, Ren Yue is willing to be the third person!" Just as the room was full of commotion, a clear jade-like voice floated faintly from the crowd.

Ren Yue's voice has always been lukewarm, if you don't look at the extreme appearance of Mr. Pianpian, just listen to his voice, sometimes it is like rain on the empty mountain, and sometimes it is like a jade zither, neither fabricated nor subdued, as if drifting in the air The fairy voice outside the sky, although no one has ever seen a fairy speak, but as long as Ren Yue speaks, no matter how noisy the place is, it will immediately quiet down.

"It's so good. It couldn't be more fair if Third Young Master Ren is the third person to judge!" Master Zhao stood up, looked at Ren Yue and saluted slightly.

Ren Yue, who is picky and seems to be out of the world, has already spread his reputation, and it will definitely not be different for him to supervise the justice! Master Zhao thought so.

"Ren Yue, come on!" Mr. Songtao nodded and said, he turned around and asked shopkeeper Li to put away the plates of fried rice with eggs in front of everyone and put them in front of Ren Yue.

Liu Xian pouted, with a displeased expression on his face, and complained in his heart: "This damned Chef Zhang, you are the only one who has too many things to do! I made my prince wait, and I want you to look good later!"

On the other hand, a pair of big round eyes stared straight at Ren Yue's hand, urging in his heart: "Brother Ren Yue, you can count quickly, Xian'er is still waiting to eat! It's not good if it gets cold Already!"

Ren Yue took his time and lined up the seven plates of fried rice in front of him on the table. He was just about to check, when he suddenly remembered something, Shi Shiran turned around, and gently moved his plate The plate in He Shengyaoshan's hand was also brought over.

"Hey. I said Ren San, it's mine..." Sheng Yaoshan obviously still had a mouthful to swallow, although it was vague. But I still have some troubles with the egg fried rice that was just taken away. After all, it was what I ate just now. All the plates are the same, if they get mixed up later, and someone eats them by mistake, it will be a bit embarrassing.

Ren Yue turned his head away, his long and narrow eyes glanced over Sheng Yaoshan's handsome but eager face, and said coldly: "Don't worry, your plate. I'll check it at the end!"

As soon as Ren Yue finished speaking, everyone's eyes were focused on the plates of fried rice with eggs lined up on the table. Everyone was curious, did this gentleman in white really want to count all the fried rice on these plates one by one? When will it be counted!

In the next blink of an eye, all the curiosity and doubts turned into shock and silence.

A silver cold light flashed. Like a flash point in the night sky, before the eyes of many people sitting there can see it clearly, the rice grains on the plate on the table are already rising one after another, like snowflakes flying all over the sky, no. It was golden snow particles, leaping up from the plate profusely. With the cold light in Ren Yue's hand, the golden snow particles flew up again in the air, changing the speed and direction of falling. Obviously it will fall. But several times it flew into the air again.

All of a sudden, the aroma of rice and eggs is overflowing, and the faint aroma of the vegetables and fruits used in the gentle cooking of rice is swayed instantly because of the aggregation and dispersion of the rice grains.

The front hall of Zuixianlou is full of sweetness!

Everyone raised their necks, and moved their eyes from the level of the table to the air, following the arc of the rice grains, gracefully across a semicircle.

I saw it clearly, I saw it clearly, not only Ren Yue, but everyone present saw it clearly. The golden snow particles floating in the air are all golden, no matter what angle you look at.

This is the glory of scrambled eggs, it's the perfect combination of eggs and rice!

It was like a long and long piece of music, although it was exciting, it ended abruptly in the end.

With a smile flashing across the corner of Ren Yue's eyes, the rice grains flying in the air suddenly fell on the plate, and each returned to its own plate, as if it was served at the beginning, lying quietly, as if the stunning appearance just now, It was never staged. Even on the table or on the ground, not a single grain was spilled.

"Papa papa!" Applause, crazy thunderous applause, sounded instantly.

Ren Yue slowly put down the large white sleeve robe, and at this moment everyone could see clearly that the silver cold light just now was a soft silver sword in Ren Yue's hand.

It was pulled out soundlessly, and then rolled back around the waist silently. The movement is like flowing clouds and flowing water, natural and smooth. On the soft sword, there is no rice grain or oil star on it. Artifact! Absolute artifact!

"Teacher, Ren Yue has checked, all of these are covered with gold and silver, without exception!" Ren Yue stepped forward gracefully and saluted Mr. Song Tao.

"We've all seen it too. It's all covered with gold and silver. This girl is so skilled!" Someone in the crowd was excited.

"Well, okay." Mr. Songtao stroked his beard, nodded frequently, and was about to say something when suddenly.

"Wait!" It was Chef Zhang again.

"What else is there for Chef Zhang?" Mr. Zhao took the words with a slightly displeased expression on his face.

"You cook, you are so troublesome. My elder brother Ren Yue has already checked it, so what are you going to do!" Liu Xian couldn't sit still, the smell of the room had already attracted all his greedy worms.

"Every judge, please calm down. Zhang is not making trouble out of reason. It's just that the inspection has not been completed. It's too early to draw a conclusion at this time!" Chef Zhang has long neglected etiquette and face. Let's go to the end!

"What else do you want!" Liu Xian rolled over from his seat and walked up aggressively, pointing at Chef Zhang with his chubby little hand.

"Then there is another plate..." Chef Zhang felt aggrieved, and turned to point to another plate of egg fried rice on the table.

At this moment, Sheng Yaoshan's face turned dark.