Chapter 111

One hundred and twenty portions of rice. In short, the plan is to make six kinds of fried rice.

They are fried beef rice, Yangzhou fried rice, egg fried rice, banana fried rice, spring fried rice, egg celery fried rice.

Twenty portions of each kind of fried rice.

Tang Zhen's fried rice is a little fried beef rice and Yangzhou fried rice.

I thought they had a foundation, and I saw the end from the beginning next to her. The results should be good.

The fact is that Jane thought too well. She looked at the six pots of fried rice in front of her and fell into deep self doubt.

Is it because she can't teach people, or because Uncle Tang's understanding is so poor that she can't take it with her?

With a deep sigh, Jian Yan first commented on the beef fried rice in Luoyang, "it's too oily. I'm surprised. Why do you pour half a pot of oil into the fried rice?

Look for yourself. Is this pot of fried beef rice still called fried beef rice?

This is obviously beef rice in oil. "

Luoyang, "··"

Luoyang wiped the sweat on his forehead. Can he say that he was worried about pasting the pot and wanted to put more oil instead of pasting it?

Must not, in short, he is not in a good mood now. He is afraid of being scolded.

Then he smiled and admitted his mistake, "I, I won't do it next time."

"I hope so."

In short, he made a faint sound, and then commented on Tang Zhen's fried rice. Different from the problem of too much oil in Luoyang, Tang Zhen's Fried Rice doesn't make people feel like they can't eat when they see it. In addition to the uneven heating caused by insufficient frying in time and the perfect integration of rice and ingredients, it can barely pass the test.

As a person who cooks rice for the first time, it's progress to be able to eat without making people feel like they can't eat. You really can't ask too much, otherwise in short, you're worried that you'll die of anger.

Tang Zhen was so happy that he smiled and asked, "does that mean my pot of rice is qualified?"

It's not good. It's beautiful.

In short, he snorted and said faintly, "what do you think? If you are not qualified, there is still a lot of room for progress."

"Oh." Tang Zhen replied unhappily and quickly cheered up. "I think I can make progress in cooking."

"I'm looking forward to your next pot of rice."

She answered faintly, and her brief eyes swept over Josh and them. For these four people, her attitude was not so gentle, nor could she be gentle.

You know, these four people were fried in her urgent marking and guidance, and the result was good····

Don't mention it.

Therefore, she sharply understood the serious mistakes made by several people in the process of cooking, and then severely criticized them.

Several people who criticize directly can't lift up until they guarantee that they won't commit it again next time.

After commenting on the six pots of rice, in short, he felt hollowed out.

It's really tiring to teach people, especially to teach a few people who have a foundation but can't live or die.

But I'm tired and can't help it. If I promise, I have to continue teaching.

You can't give up halfway.

She doesn't believe what she taught today.

He ordered the rest of the rice on the table and the ingredients for frying rice, "go on, I'll see another pot."

"OK."

Tang Zhen, who knows where his shortcomings and mistakes are, is now full of fighting spirit. They quickly brush the pot, fire, pour oil, stir fry the ingredients, and then add rice.

With the experience of the failure of the first pot, the situation of the second pot has been greatly improved. In addition to not bumping the pot, other steps are commendable, and the finished product is much better than the first pot.

After tasting the fried rice of several people one by one, a shallow smile finally appeared on Jian Yan's expressionless face, "yes, it will be better and better to keep up with this rhythm."