The genius villain's mother is going crazy in the kid's variety show by relying on food

Chapter 23 The God of Fried Rice!

I watched Xiaoqian eat three bowls of fried rice, and the others also ate more than two servings.

Feifei rubbed her bloated stomach regretfully. For the first time, she felt sorry for her small appetite.

However, she still packed an extra portion before leaving.

I thought I would go home tonight and bring some to my dad.

After saying goodbye to Xiaoqian and others, Feifei took a taxi home.

Her home is in an old villa area in Yanjing.

From the outside, it looks like a beautiful park with birds singing and flowers blooming.

Only after finding the secret gate and entering, can you see the villas scattered among the greenery.

Only those who know the business know that the people who live here are either truly rich or noble, and the houses in the community will not even be circulated in the market.

Feifei is the only daughter in the family and has always had a good relationship with her parents.

So when she entered the door, she heard the nanny say that her father was in the tea room on the second floor, and she ran over without thinking.

With the hot lunch box in hand, the voice came before the person arrived:

"Dad! I had egg fried rice at a night market near the school tonight. It was definitely the best I've ever had...Ah! Uncle Zhu!"

Seeing the middle-aged man in his 60s sitting opposite her father, Feifei quickly restrained herself and resumed her elegant and ladylike demeanor.

Feifei was deeply impressed by this uncle named Zhu Jin.

Because in addition to being a low-key and introverted super-rich man, he is also a well-known gourmet, the former editor-in-chief of the authoritative food magazine "Zhenxiu Meixiang", and one of the current judges of Zhenxiu Lu and the Celebrity Chef List!

Thanks to this uncle, Feifei has seen a lot of delicious food since she was a child, and she respects and admires him in her heart.

Zhu Jin watched Feifei grow up and felt close to his niece.

So when he saw her, he joked:

"Hey, did you bring a midnight snack for your dad?"

Feifei nodded and generously handed over the fried rice:
"Here, it's still hot. If Uncle Zhu doesn't mind, would you like to eat together?"

Zhu Jin agreed immediately.

After Feifei left, her father shook his head helplessly and said as he opened the lunch box:

"This girl is just like that, don't take it to heart. By the way, I know you are picky, Lao Zhu, so don't force her if you don't want to eat."

"Are you deliberately showing off your good daughter to me? Well, since it's Feifei's intention, I'll take it no matter what..."

Zhu Jin's words were instantly stuck in his throat.

He opened his eyes wide in astonishment.

Then, he lay down without caring about his image and took a deep breath towards the lunch box!

Feifei's father was stunned:

"Mr. Zhu, this meal is delicious, but you don't have to...like this, right?"

Zhu Jin was so intoxicated that he shook his head, his eyes sparkling:

"You don't understand! This bowl of fried rice is more than just fragrant!"

"Isn't it just a bowl of egg fried rice?"

Zhu Jin stared at his old friend with a look of disappointment:

"What an amateur! 'It's just a bowl of fried rice'? Did you know that fried rice is the most challenging dish for a chef? The simpler it is, the harder it is! Tang Lusun is from a famous family. His family is so particular about clothing and food that they have set rules. To recruit a private chef, he has to pass three tests, and the last one is fried rice!"

Feifei's father was stunned when he heard this.

He was a self-made man, with no ancestral heritage.

Because of his love for food, by coincidence, he became friends with Zhu Jin, who came from a scholarly family.

He usually loved to listen to Zhu Jin talk about eating and drinking, and now he was even more interested:

"The fried rice that Feifei just bought has such a long history? Lao Zhu, can you tell me more about it?"

Zhu Jin took the trouble to open the disposable chopsticks and fiddle with the rice grains:

"Look, even though some time has passed, the fried rice is still distinct and not sticky. The egg liquid is completely wrapped around the rice grains, making them look like broken gold or pearls... Let me do another experiment!"

Zhu Jin took out a napkin and sprinkled the fried rice evenly on the paper.

Wait for him to shake off the rice grains, then look at the paper towel——

The tiny oil dots are smudged and they are all the same size!
Feifei's father: "Wow!"

Zhu Jin was even more excited than him: "This is even more amazing than I thought! The control of the heat has definitely reached perfection!"

As he said this, he quickly took a bite.

His expression changed again, but this time it was serious.

Feifei's father was slightly surprised:

"What? It doesn't taste good?"

Zhu Jin shook his head and said solemnly:

"No, it's too delicious! Unbelievably delicious! Do you know how I felt when I ate it? The chef even took into account the ratio of egg and scallion aromas, the effect of the fried rice on the taste after cooling... all of these! With this skill alone, his ability is enough to rank in the top 30 of the celebrity chefs list!"

Feifei's father was so shocked that his eyes almost popped out:

"So exaggerated?"

The Celebrity Chef List and the Delicacies List are both authoritative lists in the Chinese food industry.

The former is about chefs, and the latter is about famous restaurants.

The list of famous chefs includes all the famous Chinese chefs still alive, even national treasure-level culinary masters who have retired!

So Zhu Jin’s evaluation couldn’t be higher!

Zhu Jin couldn't sit still anymore:

"No, I have to ask Feifei where she bought this fried rice... Ouch!"

Feifei's father stopped awkwardly:

"The food is not tasty when it's cold."

"You can't eat alone!"

"No, isn't this what my daughter bought for me?"

"Fei Fei, let me eat with you!"

"..."

——There are no friends before delicious food.
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That night.

Zhu Jin posted a new post on his personal Weibo, with a picture of an empty lunch box.

You can see that he was very excited. He wrote several hundred words of professional review, all praising this bowl of fried rice.

He even exaggeratedly used four words at the end of his review:

Fried rice god!

As a great gourmet, Zhu Jin previously served as a consultant for a national-level food documentary.

To date, his account has hundreds of thousands of followers.

These are not bought fake fans or zombie fans, but real active fans.

As soon as this review came out, it really attracted widespread attention:

[The God of Fried Rice? That’s too much! Tell me how much you paid! ]

[If you know who Zhu Jin is, you won’t say such a thing. /smile/]

[How long has it been since Mr. Zhu praised a dish like this? I'm very curious about the taste.]

[It's unethical, Mr. Zhu, to write a review without including the store address! ]

【Didn’t Mr. Zhu mention the night market?】

[Am I the only one who thinks this lunch box looks familiar? ]

……
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Also that night.

Yang Ni Ke simply edited the clips shot during the live broadcast and uploaded them to accounts on various platforms.

The number of views is increasing rapidly and the influence is expanding.

Finally, someone compared the egg fried rice mentioned by Yang Ni Ke and Zhu Jin, and found that their lunch boxes were surprisingly similar.
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Still that night.

A viewer who had watched Nanzhi's live broadcast in "Cub Observation Diary" searched around the Internet and finally found Zhu Jin's Weibo and Yang Nick's video.

This person happened to know Zhu Jin and Yang Ni Ke, so he left a message:

[Isn’t this the fried rice that Nanzhi sells in the variety show? It turns out that sneaky guy is really Nick Yang! I thought I was seeing things! ]

　The inspiration for looking at oil spots on tissue paper comes from a movie, don’t delve into it too deeply.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)