This was the first time he heard a customer order fried rice and ask him to cook it himself.
"Wait, wait!" Qiao Yingzi immediately stopped and made a cross with her hands in front of her chest." Fang Munan, do you know how to make fried rice?”
Tao Zi also added," The fried rice you made won't poison people to death, right?"”
"I admit that Yingzi wanted to trick you today, but you can't take revenge like this!”
Lin Lei 'er also pushed her glasses up and added," Cousin, I still want to live for two more years.”
Good heavens, even Lin Lei 'er knew how to complain.
Hearing Fang Munan say that he was going to cook was as unbelievable as seeing a pig climbing a tree.
It reminded him of the classic scenes of dark cuisine in many TV dramas.
The main character didn't know anything, but he had to show off his cooking skills.
In the end, the supporting characters almost died.
Qiao Yingzi knew her childhood sweetheart too well. He was really capable of doing such a thing.
Do you believe that you can put a basin of salt in the rice every minute?
"Fried rice is very particular about skill and technique. Are you sure you can do it?”Tao Zi asked.
"Men can't say no!" Fang Munan flipped his hair." You guys might not know me very well.”
"I'm actually the hidden God of Cooking!"
As they spoke, Fang Munan had already arrived in front of the stall and replaced the boss's seat.
Business was not good, and there were no other customers. The boss had no objections.
However, when he saw Fang Munan's bragging, the boss chuckled and shook his head.
"The hidden God of Cooking? Then I'm the eldest cousin of the hidden God of Cooking!”
The group of people laughed, and Qiao Yingzi laughed the most happily.
In the end, Qiao Yingzi and the others could no longer laugh.
The soup spoon in Fang Munan's hand flew around as he washed the pot, scrubbed the pot, poured rice, and combined the dishes together.
Every step was perfect.
The ratio of vegetables to seasonings was not much.
That skillful technique was something that even television wouldn't dare to look at.
His eyes shone brightly. At this moment, he was the God of Cookery!
The fried rice was done.
At the last step, Fang Munan shook the wok.
The fried rice in the pot flew out. Fang Munan stretched out his spoon and the rice grains fell onto it.
Not a single grain was missing, and the grains were distinct.
He took a bite into the lunchbox. The color was alluring and the fragrance spread for ten miles!
Show!
Many passers-by saw this scene and could not help but clap their hands and cheer.
Even Qiao Yingzi and the others were convinced by Fang Munan's move.
Qiao Yingzi couldn't help but take a bite of the fried rice and almost cried.
It was too delicious!
He had never seen such delicious fried rice before.
Four servings of fried rice were quickly made. She watched her three friends in front of her eat while crying.
Fang Munan was very satisfied.
The fried rice tasted even better with the tears!
Delicious to the point of tears, do you dare to believe it!
The boss couldn't hold it in anymore and took out 20 yuan." Bro, this money is for you. Can you make me one?"”
"Sure!" Fang Munan did not refuse. This was the first time the boss of a fried rice stall had asked someone else to cook fried rice.
When they smelled the fragrance, the people who were queuing at the Bazhen Fragrant Fried Rice earlier all ran to the stall here to buy fried rice.
As a result, a large group of people were moved to tears by eating fried rice.
"It's so delicious!"
"I've never eaten such delicious fried rice!”
"How can I turn the Eight Treasures Fried Rice into dregs in a second?”
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The owner of the Eight Treasures Fragrance stall was dumbfounded. There was no one in front of the stall. He was actually killed by a middle school student.
In the end, when Fang Munan was about to leave, the boss of the fried rice stall clung onto Fang Munan's thigh and refused to let him go.
"Brother die, teach me, brother die!”
"Who's your brother? Let go of me. I still have to go to school! Otherwise, I'll call the police!"
"I won't let go even if I call the police! Your fried rice is so delicious. I've never eaten such delicious fried rice in my life!”
“……”
In the end, Fang Munan still managed to break free from the boss 'restraint.
He met up with Qiao Yingzi and the others who had come out earlier.
"I couldn't tell!"
Qiao Yingzi sized up Fang Munan from head to toe, as if she was getting to know her good friend again." You know how to cook fried rice!”
"This is unbelievable!"
Tao Zi couldn't help but praise him," Fang Munan, the fried rice you made is so delicious. I never thought that I would be moved to tears by fried rice one day."”
Lin Lei 'er nodded, indicating that he was the same.
Fang Munan spread his hands." How should I put it? I'm good at many things, but you guys just don't know about it.”
"From today onwards, please call me Master Chef Mu!”
"Stop it!" A little sunshine was brilliant, but a few words of praise were enough to make him lose his bearings.
Qiao Yingzi smiled.
However, when he thought about the taste of the super rice today, it seemed that he could also be the God of Cooking.
After sighing, they were deeply puzzled. How did Fang Munan do it?
Of course, Fang Munan would not explain that this had something to do with the troops he had summoned today.
"Ding! Level 2 summoning successful!"
"Summon a top-notch Master Chef, 100 people!”
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Kneel, flowers, evaluation votes!
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