A Mouthful of Sky-high Fried Rice, Lao Tang Apprenticed on the Spot

  Chapter 9 More than 20 million bowls, to be destroyed like this?

   Li Yi didn't care about Wang Sicong's departure, he was still washing the pot carefully.

  Old Tang stared blankly at the bowl in Cai Yi's hand, feeling terrified.

   "Good guy, did I eat with more than 20 million bowls just now?"

  His hairs stood on end.

   In case he accidentally bumped into it just now, he can't afford to sell him!

  After learning about the value of the bowl, the cameraman put the camera in front of the bowl and kept taking pictures.

  Old Tang's liver trembled when he saw it: "Stay away and shoot, don't touch it."

  The female assistant looked at the unhurried Li Yi with curious eyes.

  Why is the boss not worried that they broke the bowl?

With the supplementary light of Lao Tang's assistant, Cai Yi carefully looked at the Wanshou Wujiang bowl, but the more he looked at it, the more confused he became: "This is indeed the Wanshou Wujiang bowl used by Emperor Qianlong, but as far as I know, this set of Wanshou Wujiang bowl has been used since the day it was born. never left the palace.

  After being collected by the Palace Museum, it was only exhibited a few times, but where did this bowl come from? "

  Hearing his question, everyone looked at Li Yi behind the food stall.

  Li Yi had already washed the pot. He wiped his hands before coming to Cai Yi and explaining calmly: "This is passed down from my ancestors."

   "Ancestry?"

Cai Yi looked at the food stall suspiciously, then glanced at the [Supreme Emperor Fried Rice] written on the signboard, as if he had thought of something, he asked in surprise, "Did your ancestors come from the imperial dining room? I read it in an ancient book." I have been there. When Qianlong was in power, he really liked to eat a kind of fried rice. When he went to Yangzhou, he brought the fried rice cook with him.

  Before that, Yangzhou fried rice was only filled with eggs and chopped green onion. Later, shrimp, diced meat, ham and other ingredients were added, which became today's Yangzhou fried rice. "

  Li Yi didn't explain, but just stretched out his hand to him.

  Cai Yi froze for a moment before realizing that he was asking for a bowl.

  Cai Yi was a little bit reluctant, but hesitated for a while, and handed the bowl back to Li Yi.

  Li Yi took it and put it on the tray, then put away the jade chopsticks and golden spoon, and walked towards the food stall.

   Seeing him jingling and tidying up, Cai Yi's heart was bleeding.

   "Hey! Hey! Slow down, don't scratch the flowers, oops! Why do you still use dish soap to wash?"

  The onlookers couldn't help but widen their eyes when they saw Li Yi holding the Wanshou Wujiang bowl and vigorously scrubbing it with dish soap.

  More than 20 million bowls, how can they be destroyed like this?

  Too brutal!

  Seeing Li Yi took out the steel ball, Cai Yi finally couldn't bear it anymore, stepped forward and shouted: "Stop!"

  Li Yi looked at him, frowning slightly.

   "You are reckless!"

  Cai Yi was heartbroken.

  The audience members nodded after hearing this.

   That's right!

  More than 20 million bowls are used as ordinary bowls, which is obviously a waste of good things!

  Li Yi glanced at Cai Yi, and asked him: "If I don't clean it, how can I use it for the guests?"

  Hearing his rhetorical question, Cai Yi almost couldn't hold back his breath, but he couldn't refute it.

  In his opinion, this is a priceless and precious antique, but in the eyes of others, this is the guy who serves rice.

  The audience in the live broadcast room couldn't help being amused when they saw this.

   "Haha! I give full marks to this beep!"

   "This is called showing off your wealth! The treasure you think is just a utensil for me to eat, haha!"

   "Niubi, if I had such a bowl, let alone wash it with detergent, I wouldn't even let it get wet."

  Cai Yi couldn't see the complaints from netizens, but he was already choked with anger.

   "The pearl is covered with dust! What a pearl is covered with dust!"

  Cai Yi felt extremely distressed.

  But Li Yi just glanced at him speechlessly, then bent over and took out another set of bowls and chopsticks from the cupboard.

  The same Wanshou Wujiang bowl, but bigger.

  The Wanshou Wujiang bowl that Li Yi scrubbed was five inches in diameter, but the new one was six inches in diameter.

   Seeing this scene, the onlookers couldn't help exclaiming: "There's another one!"

   "Two? Is this guy a wholesaler?"

   "Oh! This expert must have misjudged, and he took out another one."

   "Haha! Qianlong? I think it was cloned?"

  But Cai Yi didn't pay attention to the discussions around him. He stared at the new bowl Li Yi took out with an excited expression.

   "A set! Really a set! Do you have a whole set of Wanshou Wujiang Bowl?"

He grabbed Li Yi's arm excitedly, and said seriously: "Young man, this bowl of yours is a very precious cultural relic, you can no longer use it! I will contact experts from the Palace Museum tomorrow to help you identify it. This national treasure, You should donate it to the country for proper preservation."

   "Master."

  Li Yi helplessly pushed his hand away: "This is my thing, I can use it however I want, don't disturb my business, okay?"

  Cai Yi was stunned, but Li Yi had already returned to the back of the booth and started cooking.

   Soon, a strong fresh fragrance filled the air.

   "Fuck! Is it so fragrant?"

  Yangcheng Huang Gongzi smelled the fresh fragrance and was very surprised: "I felt a little fake when I watched the live broadcast, but I didn't expect it to be so fragrant!"

  Hearing his words, the barrage in the live broadcast room suddenly flew up.

   "It's over, Brother Tuhao was also instigated."

   "A hammer to instigate rebellion, the anchor can't even tear a green onion, do you need to act?"

   "Damn it! The anchor is so good at flipping the spoon! The rice is flying, but none of it falls out?"

   "It looks delicious! I'm starving to death! I really want to eat supper."

   "Made, when I win my prize, go and eat a bowl too!"

  Smelling the delicious aroma of the emperor's fried rice again, everyone in the audience couldn't help but salivate, and their stomachs were unbearably hungry.

  They can't afford the 10,000 yuan [Supreme Emperor Fried Rice], but they can still consume the 15 yuan fried rice next to it.

  Since then, the business of the snack stalls on both sides has also begun to boom.

  The people in the audience ordered fried rice one after another, and they all ordered a family portrait, adding all the ingredients.

  For a while, all the stall owners were busy and started frying rice.

  They originally complained to Li Yi because Li Yi attracted too many spectators and no one had dinner.

   But in this way, they felt the influence of Li Yi's internet celebrity effect.

  If it was the old days, they might not be able to sell so many family portrait fried rice in one night.

   You know, fried rice is not low in profit, and the ingredients are even more profitable.

   This wave of business alone allowed them to make money that they usually only made in two or three nights.

  After buying the family portrait fried rice, the spectators chose to take it out one after another, and then crowded to Li Yi's food stall, watching him fry the rice, smelling the rich and delicious fragrance in the air, and chomping on the fried rice in their hands.

  They can't afford the 10,000 yuan [Supreme Emperor Fried Rice], but they can still smell it.

   Not to mention, the aroma of [Supreme Emperor Fried Rice] really goes well with rice.

   Smelling the fresh fragrance in the air, even the ordinary fried rice tasted much better than before.

  The owner of the food stall is doing a brisk business, and the spectators are eating deliciously. Everyone is very happy. Only Cai Yi is like an ant on a hot pot, looking at the Wanshou Wujiang Bowl in front of Li Yi, feeling very distressed.

   What a crime! What a crime!

  (end of this chapter)