Wan Tianlu and Bei Caizhe were having a good meal, and Lou Fan entered the Mingyue Restaurant in casual clothes. His purpose of coming here is not the same as what Zhou Fuhai told him. He is here to crack down on fakes! Let’s first look at the layout of Mingyue Restaurant. Although it’s not big, it’s quite artistic. It’s a refreshing feeling to eat here. But he was very disdainful in his heart, it was just a show project. If you don't know how to make spiritual meals, what's the use of a well-furnished restaurant? Turning his eyes away, he saw Wan Tian Lu. Lou Fan's expression was solemn, and the anger in his heart grew a little bit. This Wantian Road, eating the crabs he made is expressionless, but eating the chicken wings is delicious! snort!
A country man with no knowledge at all! Lou Fan didn't go to say hello either, but glanced at the price list. With this price list, he was even more sure that Jiang Ming was a liar! Spirit meal is so cheap, the profit is pitifully small! Look at Jiang Ming again. But at the age of about twenty years old, with a chef's uniform on his body, coupled with that extraordinary appearance, he really looks a bit tall! But too young! How can there be a master chef at this age? Lou Fan couldn't believe it if he said that this little boy with no hair on his back could make a perfect spiritual meal! The eyes looking at Jiang Ming were also full of disdain. fraud! The virtues of the spiritual chefs have been corrupted by you! I want to expose your true face, and I won't let you do evil in Yang City again! When he came to the cash box, his words were a little blunt: "One serving of egg fried rice!" Lou Fan didn't leave after finishing speaking, but stood where he was, staring at Jiang Ming's operation. Jiang Ming didn't care, put a spoonful of oil in the pan, and cracked a free egg with one hand. "Zi La!" The eggs deformed quickly in the hot oil. Jiang Ming smashed the eggs and put in a portion of rice for one person. Turning to low heat, he started stir-frying in a simple and unpretentious manner. Of course, this unpretentiousness is in Lou Fan's eyes.
Jiang Ming's innate spiritual sense is always on! Every time they stir fry, every time they shake the pot, it is to better process and integrate the aura. But Lou Fan didn't understand! His talent is called low-level fusion spirit. Being able to slightly feel the aura and blend it together, this talent requires him to touch the ingredients before he can use it. Now he can only judge whether Jiang Ming has real skills through vision and experience! But in his judgment, of course not! He couldn't even feel the aura on Jiang Ming's body! How can anyone make spiritual meals without using spiritual energy? Although Jiang Ming's action of tossing the pot is very handsome, he can cook at best. If he can make a perfect spiritual meal by just stir-frying, he might as well kill him with a piece of tofu! Lou Fan is even more convinced that Jiang Ming is a liar. Staring at the frying pan with a sneer on his face, the next step is to add seasoning! I, Lou Fan, are staring here, you will never be able to fake it! Just wait, I will let everyone know your true colors! However, Lou Fan could only watch helplessly as the egg fried rice in the pot gradually turned golden. Jiang Ming didn't add anything else until it came out of the pot! Lou Fan: щ(?Д?щ)! ! Why don't you follow the script! Where's your seasoning? Your egg fried rice is too ordinary, you only put oil, egg, and rice, it is really a veritable egg fried rice! He doesn't even put green onions! Jiang Ming put all the fried rice with eggs on a plate, forming a golden pagoda. Just as he was about to serve it out, he saw Lou Fan in front of the cash box. Jiang Ming: (ノ￣▽￣)! This man is on the road! Knowing to wait here, save me and take it out! Through the small window, the egg fried rice was placed on the cash box. "Here, your egg fried rice." Lou Fan: (⊙﹏⊙)b? I clearly saw you serving food to other tables before, why do you have to do it yourself when it comes to me? Just wanted to talk about it, but Jiang Ming just ignored him and went about his own business. Lou Fan was alone in the wind, he felt someone tap his shoulder, and when he turned his head, he saw Wan Tianlu's cheerful face.
"Master Lou, I think this figure is familiar, but I didn't dare to recognize it for a while, I didn't expect it was really you!" Wan Tianlu continued: "Why did you also come to Mingyue Restaurant for dinner? At this point, Huihai Pavilion should be very busy, right?" Lou Fan smiled stiffly. "I didn't expect Boss Wan to be there too. I heard it tastes good. Come and taste it." "Then you have something to say. Boss Jiang's craftsmanship is nothing to say. I have something to do, so I will go first!" Wan Tianlu said hello and left. Lou Fan took the bowl of egg fried rice and found a seat to sit down. Food pays attention to color, smell and taste! First of all, look at the hue, the rice grains are plump, and they are all wrapped in eggs and become golden yellow. Of course, there is nothing to say about the color! The aroma is mellow, without the fishy smell of eggs, but with the aroma of rice, not bad! Picking up a spoon and taking a sip, the taste suddenly exploded in the taste buds, and I couldn't help but shudder, goose bumps all over my body! too delicious! (???)?! Lou Fan shook his head violently, how can I praise him! I'm here to crack down on fakes! But it is really delicious! I'll take another bite! Just 100 million mouths! Three minutes later, there was no drop of rice on the plate! Lou Fan: ヾ(?‘﹃‘)?! too delicious! However, Lou Fan still does not believe that Jiang Ming can really make a perfect spiritual meal, after all, he is too young! .seven And the way of cooking is too ordinary, just like home-cooked stir-fry! How can Chef Ling cook like this? Although there is nothing wrong with the color and fragrance, the effect of the spiritual meal must not be faked! After eating it, he could only feel the warmth in his body, and he didn't realize the effect of this spiritual meal at all! Lou Fan slapped the table violently, and two cold lights shot out from his eyes. "Where's the boss? Come out!" Since you dare to bluff and cheat under the name of Chef Ling, I must expose you! Jiang Ming: (⊙_⊙)? Yo ho!
Is there really someone who is not afraid of death to come to the store to make trouble? "What's your business?" Seeing that Jiang Ming didn't panic at all, Lou Fan became even more angry inside. A liar, yet so arrogant! Pointing at Jiang Ming, he shouted: "You liar! You bought the seasoning from the ghost kitchen, and you are bluffing here!" Jiang Ming was stunned for no reason, and he laughed angrily. Before he could explain, Wang Wu stood up. Anger made him unrecognizable. "What the hell are you? Slandering Boss Jiang here?" Thanks to Jiang Ming's Egg Fried Rice, he breaks through the yellow ranks and regains his confidence. Now someone is slandering Boss Jiang, how can he bear it? When Lou Fan heard this, his face turned red and then blue, his neck swelled up as if it was going to explode! In Yang City, there are still people who say what he is? Furious, he took out the badge in his arms and slammed it on the table. "I'm Lou Fan, the official certification of the tenth-level beast master of the Huang rank by the Lingchu Mansion. What are you? This spirit meal has no effect at all. Is it wrong for me to say he is a liar?" hiss! The melon eaters gasped. But Wang Wu was not frightened by the golden badge, and said in a strange way: "Who am I talking about? It turned out to be here to spoil the scene. If you can't feel the effect of the spiritual meal, it's because you have no experience!" "Besides, when you ate fried rice with eggs just now, you were reincarnated like a starving ghost. Now that you've eaten it and wiped it off, you can't recognize anyone by lifting your pants?" "It's the end of your life! You're still a tenth-level spiritual chef in the Huang rank? Pooh!" "Can't taste the effect of the spiritual meal? Let me tell you, the effect of the spiritual meal of egg fried rice is broken! Its effect is more than ten times better than the herbal porridge produced by the Lingchu Mansion!" "In addition, Lou Fan, I think you are quite old, why don't you understand? You can't eat it because you don't know much!" "Is it that difficult to admit that others are good?"