Courier Delivery Was Tricked, I Let The Female Anchor Die On The Spot

After the assistant received the lunch box, he arrived at Tang Renjie.

He took a step forward, staring at the pot on the booth with burning eyes.

He had been standing by the side watching for a long time just now, but he couldn't get enough of it. He always felt that he could learn some cooking skills just by watching.

This feeling makes him feel very mysterious, if he is not a chef, he probably wouldn't feel it.

And it is precisely because he is a chef and a senior food lover that he is so engrossed at this time.

He watched Qin Luo casually sprinkle a little oil into the pot, and then cracked two eggs in the bowl with one hand. The stirring speed was very fast, and after a while, the egg liquid was beaten evenly and finely, making it look like a bowl of liquid egg custard.

During this process, he also added a little cooking wine and salt into it—a very common method, which not only removes some eggy smell, but also makes the mouth of the egg smoother.

When the oil is hot, Qin Luo puts in the eggs, and the liquid eggs immediately deform when they come into contact with the hot oil.

Qin Luo took the spatula and flipped it casually, then shook the pot, and the eggs were put into the plate.

The relaxed and freehand gestures and gestures made people feel that the scene in front of them was not frying rice, but more like a senior bartender mixing an elegant and mellow cocktail.

Immediately afterwards, Qin Luo poured a little Yipin fresh soy sauce into the pot.

The high fire keeps "190" to raise the temperature of the pot, the soy sauce starts to boil, and a little aroma comes out, which is the wok gas.

After the rice was put into the pot, with Qin Luo's stir frying, the white rice began to be stained with a light black.

Then there are various ingredients and seasonings. With their blessing, the color and taste of fried rice become more and more attractive.

Tang Renjie watched the scene carefully, seeing all the ingredients and ingredients used by Qin Luo——all are common ingredients, without any messy things

Combining these things together should only make a common fried rice, but why does this one in the pot look extraordinarily attractive?

He was very focused on watching here, and Qin Luo was also very focused on cooking, but the netizens in the live broadcast room were a little uneasy.

"Good guy, isn't this Old Tang?"

"Oh, it's more than a lot of shop visits!"

"Didn't Old Tang go to those big restaurants or small shops with special features? When will you even miss the roadside stalls?"

"You don't understand this, it's not that Old Tang doesn't go to roadside stalls, but most of the roadside stalls don't have characteristics worthy of evaluation, but Brother Luo is different.

"Maybe Old Tang just happened to pass by."

"It's true that I just passed by, but I must have been attracted by the anchor's fried rice. I just saw Lao Tang in another live broadcast room. By the way, the anchor of that live broadcast room is making fried rice in the food street next to it, and the business is also good. Ok, but I can't stand that anchor at all.

"No problem, I also saw that live broadcast. Let's not talk about the dirty and messy stall of that guy. He didn't pay attention at all when cooking. He chatted with netizens the whole time. Old Tang bought a fried rice from him. Flies were all in, but the boss didn't take it seriously, and after recognizing Old Tang, he made a copy and sent it over.

"Pfft, anyone can come out and set up a stall these days."

"There is no threshold for setting up a stall. I also saw the one you just mentioned. He said in his tone that he was a street vendor. I feel that he is more like a blind man."

"It doesn't matter, the key is Brother Luo, you must make this fried rice well, otherwise Old Tang will smash the signboard if he is not satisfied with it."

"Hahahaha, it's not Luo Ge's signature, unless Luo Ge really wants to change careers to be a chef in the future."

Because of the need to focus on cooking, Qin Luo blocked a lot of barrage, and kept the frequency of only browsing ten posts in front of his eyes in a minute, which is also one of the black technology functions of live ball

In these barrages, he noticed the name Tang Renjie.

Then he put the fried rice from last night into a box and asked while passing it over, "Brother Tang?"

Tang Renjie wasn't too surprised and asked him, "Have you watched my video?"

Qin Luo nodded and said with a smile: "I used to watch it often when I was hungry in the middle of the night. The more I watched, the hungrier I became, and the more hungry I watched."

"Pfft, aren't you masochistic?"

"You don't understand, I am exercising willpower.

Tang Renjie was amused by Qin Luo's words, and then he was taken aback for a while, staring at Qin Luo in surprise for a while, and asked him: "Are you the most beautiful courier?"

Obviously, he also recognized Qin Luo, but obviously he didn't know much about it.

The title of "Most Beautiful Courier" came from the time Qin Luo drove a three-wheeled car with the traffic police and took the old man to the hospital for emergency treatment.

Qin Luo thought for a while and asked him, "You've heard my story."

.....No, but you have stories written all over your face.

Qin Luo was amused, thinking that although this old Tang was in his forties, he was young at heart, and could pick up any meme he casually said.

The two looked at each other and smiled, then Qin Luo glanced at the queue behind, and continued to greet the guests without talking to him.

Tang Renjie didn't bother too much, and walked aside with his lunch box and assistant.

Without Mazza, they squatted on the side of the road to eat.

The assistant stuffed a bite into his mouth first, then he was stunned for a moment, and then he started to eat the rice in big mouthfuls, as if he didn't eat the one in the food street before, he was so hungry like a poor beggar who hadn't eaten for three days. Calling it an exaggeration, the mouth kept making inexplicable sounds.

Can't hear clearly, but Tang Renjie guessed it was probably something like "delicious".

Tang Renjie was not as anxious as he was, but sniffed at the lunch box first.

The rising white smoke, wrapped in fragrance, spread out the moment it penetrated into his nasal cavity, making Tang Renjie involuntarily show an expression of enjoyment.

Then, he couldn't wait to stuff a mouthful of rice into his mouth.

Just one sip made his eyes shine.

The grains of rice are full and full, not only has a strong taste, but also reveals a hint of sweetness.

The tenderness of the eggs is not weaker than the egg dishes he has eaten in big restaurants, including other ingredients, which also have a unique flavor, but they are strangely blended with other ingredients perfectly, forming a fascinating Can't stop the taste.

Tang Renjie savored carefully from the beginning, and slowly began to gobble it up, finishing the boxed lunch in his hand in a short while.

"It's delicious, even better than the one just now!" The assistant couldn't help admiring, and then turned his attention to Qin Luo's booth, obviously wanting to order another one.

Tang Renjie's expression was obviously a little unfinished, but he didn't ask for another fried rice, but looked at Qin Luo with burning eyes, as if he was thinking about something.

"What's the matter, brother? Do you still want to eat one?"

"Take out your phone, let's record a video."

"Recording a video? Yes, yes, such delicious fried rice, we must make a separate video...Um, but it seems that we have finished eating?"

Tang Renjie smacked his forehead—it was obviously a decision before eating, but he was a little too selfless and immersed in eating, so much so that he forgot about making the video.

He had no choice but to ask his assistant to queue again, while he took his mobile phone and began to think about the copywriting for the next video.

"There are more than a few shop explorers, and the real and fake cooks say..."

“Hi everyone, this is near the parking lot outside the food street..0”

"I originally planned to review a fried rice stall in the food street, but I just found a treasure stall here."

"The owner of the stall is young, probably in his twenties, but his cooking skills are very sophisticated, and he looks like an old chef who has been in the kitchen for many years.

"Not only that, but his fried rice has the charm of turning decay into magic. It is obvious that the most common ingredients and seasonings are used, but the taste is unreasonable..."

On the other hand, Qin Luo has been busy for a long time.

To be honest, cooking is actually a laborious job, especially cooking Chinese food, almost everyone who can cook well has his own strength.

There is no way, just the action of constantly turning the spatula will make people's arms sore after a long time, let alone a heavy and heavy iron pot.

With this thing, it's okay to toss a few times, but if it continues to toss for a long time, it will be a shock to the arm strength and physical strength.

Although the fried rice process is simple, other people look at Qin Luo with a very relaxed look, but if it's a young man in his twenties, he may be tired if he can't hold on for half an hour.

Fortunately, Qin Luo's physical fitness has long been incomparable. Today, let alone cooking a meal, even if he is running a city marathon, he may be able to get a good ranking in the amateur group.

So, in the end, before Qin Luo's physical strength was exhausted, he couldn't resist the meal first.

Watching another customer come forward, Qin Luo said helplessly: "I'm sorry, the rice, eggs and other ingredients are all used up.

"Ah? I've been waiting in line for so long, why are you running out!"

"That's right, I've been queuing for a long time, just to have a bite of fried rice.

"Boss, why don't you go buy materials now? We'll wait for you later."

"There's nothing wrong with it. I've been waiting for half a day anyway, so it's not too late."

As soon as they heard that the food and ingredients were gone, the diners who were still queuing began to complain.

Especially the one at the front is Tang Renjie's assistant.

He is still waiting to buy fried rice to shoot videos, now that the fried rice is gone, where else can he shoot videos?

Especially since he has been completely addicted to the charm of this fried rice, and he still wants to eat another one. If 4.8 cannot be satisfied, he feels that he will definitely lose sleep tonight!

So he hurriedly said to Qin Luo: "Well, boss, I'll go buy ingredients for you now, and you can be the first one to make me one later! I'll go now!"

"Eh, no, don't..."

Qin Luo quickly opened his mouth to call him to stop him, but he had already run away in a hurry, because he had the posture of swearing that he would not be human if he couldn't eat fried rice today.

Qin Luo gave a helpless wry smile, and said to the diners queuing behind: "That's all right, everyone, just wait for a while, and I will continue to cook when the ingredients arrive."

"Great!"

"Good guy, I might be able to eat it."

"It's a pity that we have to wait a little longer."

"I've been waiting for a long time, and it's not bad.

The diners said something casually, and then simply started to rest, chat and play with their mobile phones in groups of twos and threes.

Qin Luo turned to look at Tang Renjie on the side of the road, thought for a while, and walked over with a boxed lunch.

When Tang Renjie saw him coming, he still had a lunch box in his hand. He thought it was specially left for him by Qin Luo, and wanted him to help shoot the video.

He was about to say with a smile that he planned to make a video, but when he saw the words on the lunch box, his smile froze.

Fried Rice King Fried Rice—that's what it says on the box. .