Food That Doesn't Glow is Not Good Food

And almost at the same time, Xie Yunfei retracted his left hand holding the handle of the iron pot through the towel, and raised his wrist upwards in a small way.

In the next second, the rice grains and egg liquid that just came into contact with the frying pan were instantly backlogged, and then separated from the frying pan again under the influence of their respective elastic coefficients and inertia, and dispersed in the air into fine grains one after another, little by little. Little things.

Before all the egg liquid and rice fell, Xie Yunfei shook the frying pan again, and immediately, a similar or the same picture reappeared.

"Oh!"

On the side, Grandma Matsuoka opened her eyes wide, unwilling to miss every movement of Yunfei.

"Although I knew that Yunfei was very good during the dessert contest, but now, even if compared with his father, I feel that Yunfei is not too bad."

"Well, after all, he is the chef who can restore the dishes in our memory."

Grandpa Matsuoka echoed Grandma Matsuoka's words, and almost all of his attention was on the kitchen behind the counter.

Xie Yunfei felt the sight of the two, but he didn't pay too much attention to it. Taking advantage of the rice grains and the gradually formed egg grains floating in the air after another spoonful, he put the remaining diced meat and cabbage into the pot together middle.

Cabbage is a high-quality ingredient that Xie Yunfei dreamed up from the Dimension Cuisine Restaurant. Because the diced meat has been fried in advance, just like the cabbage, it only needs a little overheating to taste it.

Cold rice, egg liquid, cabbage, diced meat...

These four simple ingredients, after being heated by a flame, form the original fried rice part of the three-color omurice.

Take out one-third of it and put it into the wok on the left, and pour one of the other identities into the wok on the right, turning it together with the three iron pans, while controlling the temperature of the fried rice, Xie Yunfei poured the curry The soup and tomato paste are added into the left and right woks according to a certain ratio.

Almost instantly, a strong fragrance was produced from the stove, and after only a few seconds, it overflowed to the dining table where Grandpa Matsuoka and Grandma Matsuoka were sitting.

"This smell..."

Although many years have passed, Grandma Matsuoka recognized it the moment she smelled curry.She frowned slightly, looked at Xie Yunfei who was not far away with some dark circles around her eyes, then pursed her lips and swept towards her restless wife opposite.He wanted to say something, but in the end it just turned into a sigh.

"We will thank Yunfei well later, he must be very busy during this time."

"I understand."

Grandpa Matsuoka is not a person who doesn't know what to do. In fact, as early as a week ago, he proposed to let Yunfei give up altogether. Although the food in his memory was delicious, he didn't want Yunfei to have any accidents.

Unfortunately, Xie Yunfei rejected Grandpa Matsuoka's proposal.

Such an interesting dish, if you can restore it by yourself, you will be very happy.

Yes, after deciding to accept the commission from Grandpa Matsuoka, everything Xie Yunfei did was just to be loyal to his own desires.

In the past two weeks, he seemed to be crawling on the mountain transformed by the former owner of the Dimensional Cuisine Restaurant. Every time he took a small step forward, he could gain new knowledge of cooking and the joy of success.

In comparison, mere fatigue and drowsiness are nothing at all.

The spicy smell of yellow curry is scattered, and there is also a little sweet and sour smell.

Xie Yunfei didn't overheat the two kinds of fried rice. He just wrapped the fried rice with the sauce and served it together with the original fried rice, and put it into a small bowl specially used to make omelet rice.

The left hand puts the three frying pans under the sink in order to rinse them, and the right hand takes a round non-stick pan, and pours the leftover egg liquid from making fried rice into it, which is slightly different from the usual way of making omelet rice. Xie Yunfei did not use chopsticks to stir the omelet rice, but only relied on the vibration of his arms to make the egg liquid in the pot form a transparent film only on the side that was in contact with the pot, and then poured the egg liquid out again .

At the same time, turn the stove to low heat, and heat and mature the egg liquid film in the pot in a way similar to baking.

"one slice."

While muttering like this in his mouth, Xie Yunfei gently covered the thin slice of egg liquid on a round plate, and then, the fried rice was placed upside down like an olive.

After finishing all this, Xie Yunfei started to make the second, third and fourth egg liquid films...

After finishing each piece, he would cover the original omurice with the film, and then put the plate containing the omelet upside down on another plate.

Repeat this dozens of times until the color of the fried rice no longer shows through the film.

Chapter 477 Liufen can really do whatever he wants

- Om!

Almost at the moment when the cooking was finished, the golden light of the fried rice penetrated directly through the dozens of layers of egg skin, and merged with the light on the surface of the omelet rice, forming a beam of light that soared into the sky.

Even though the omelet rice had been served in front of Grandpa Matsuoka and Grandma Matsuoka, the golden beam of light did not dissipate. When I stretched out my hand, I could vaguely feel countless air waves rising and turning around it.

"Please taste, the first dish of the ramen set - three-color omelet rice."

Xie Yunfei made a gesture of invitation to the two people sitting at the table, then turned around and returned to the counter without waiting for the other party to start tasting.

Grandpa Matsuoka and Grandma Matsuoka did not notice Xie Yunfei's departure. At this moment, the attention of the two of them was completely attracted by the omelet rice in front of them.

Under the shroud and contrast of the beam of light, the golden yellow egg skin does not lose its luster in the slightest.Layer upon layer of sound came from the gap between the egg skin and the egg skin. At first smell, it was spicy and pungent, but when you taste it carefully, you will smell a touch of sour and sweet.

"Then, old rules."

Grandpa Matsuoka picked up the knife on the side of the dinner plate, stroked it back and forth, and then lightly pressed down on the right third of the omelet rice.

—Crack!Click!Click!

The crisp voice rang in my ears, like the most beautiful melody in the world.

Followed by a more intense, but milder and smoother aroma.

At this time, the beam of light above the dining table turned into debris and disappeared, leaving only a thin layer of light on the surface of the omelet rice and fried rice inside.

The brown-red sauce, wrapped in rice grains, egg grains and diced meat, slowly left along the cut surface, and made a tempting sound after touching the egg skin below.

——Stab la la la la!

At this moment, not to mention Grandma Matsuoka, even Grandpa Matsuoka, who had already tasted this dish a few days ago, almost couldn't hold back. Looking at the brightly colored dishes on the plate, the saliva in his mouth began to secrete continuously.