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Lin Feng and Zhou Hong both chose the Five Incense Rice at the same time. The rice was of good quality and the grains were smooth and round. It was as white as jade, and the rice grains on the rice base were soft and fragrant. Furthermore, they had a loose structure and could absorb the egg juice very well. It was one of the best dishes in making Egg Fried Rice.

Both of them quickly steamed the rice, and both of them chose to stew the rice in a bamboo cage rather than using a less troublesome electric cooker. Because of your choice of electric food. The taste of the rice was much worse than the ones steamed in the bamboo cage. Although it was difficult for ordinary people to distinguish the difference between them, an experienced master would be able to tell the difference just by tasting it.

"What kind of method is this?"

Zhou Hong was shocked. He had studied cooking from the age of ten, and in the entire forty years that he had been working as a chef, he had never seen anyone use this kind of method. It was like magic.

Lin Feng poured the nearly dried rice that was placed on top of the bamboo into the frying pan that was already covered with a layer of oil. The rice was sizzling under the hot oil. Before he put the egg juice into the kitchen, it was already fragrant. Zhou Ruoyu could not help but take a whiff, "It smells so good!" Zhou Hong, who was at the side, also poured oil in an orderly manner. He put in the rice and stir-fried it.

Pour the egg juice at the same time. Stir-stir-fried. On the plate, Lin Feng and Zhou Hong's faces were perfectly straight. At the moment, there were two plates of Egg-Fried Rice on the table. The one on the left was Lin Feng's. The one on the right was Zhou Hong.

These two plates of Egg Secret Rice. Regardless of whether it was the color, fragrance, or taste, they all reached a high level. But there was a difference. The annual egg is fried rice is each grain of rice wrapped in golden yellow egg juice. Furthermore, every grain of rice was very complete. During the process of cooking, not a single grain of rice was poked open by a shovel.

Even though Bo Hong's Egg-Fried Rice was also coated with the egg juice, he still managed to eat it. But there are also a few eggs that turn golden during the frying process. Moreover, there were also some grains that were broken off from the middle, although it was very small in number.

Of course, no one would pay attention to the incompleteness of the rice when they were eating Egg-Fried Rice. However, this was enough to show the difference between the standards of the chefs. Of course, Zhou Hong had also seen through this problem. This brat was more troublesome than he had thought.

"Then I'm going to start!" Zhou Ruoyu said as she looked at the golden yellow Egg-Fried Rice. Lin Feng and Zhou Hong looked at Zhou Ruoyu, full of anticipation. Zhou Ruoyu first began to taste his father's Egg-Fried Rice, which could be considered as giving Zhou Hong a lot of face.

"Mn, as expected of my daughter," Zhou Hong said as he proudly touched his chin. Zhou Ruoyu scooped a spoonful and started to chew carefully. The rice was sweet and refreshing. The egg juice wrapped around her was also very ripe and not too hard.

"How is it?" Zhou Hong could not wait and asked.

"Daddy, your Egg Fried Rice is very delicious!" Zhou Ruoyu laughed.

"Of course not, your dad is a 5 star chef." Zhou Hong was very satisfied.

"I'll try Xiao Tian's." Zhou Ruoyu then changed the spoon that she put down. From this, it could be seen that Zhou Ruoyu was a meticulous girl. Because … If she used the spoon from before to continue tasting Lin Feng's Egg Fried Rice. Then, it would have the taste of Zhou Hong's Egg-Fried Rice mixed in. So in order to ensure absolute fairness. A spoon had to be changed.

Zhou Ruoyu picked up the spoon and gave a spoonful of the Egg-Fried Rice that Lin Feng cooked. No matter if it was from the perspective of color, it was actually better than what her father had cooked. Zhou Ruoyu put the Egg-Fried Rice into his mouth and started to chew. A light bite would melt in his mouth. Furthermore, there was also a very rich fragrance of eggs. The egg juice wrapped around the rice grains was extremely smooth, like the essence tofu grinded in water. However, there was also the fragrance of eggs.

Delicious. It should not be super delicious, as it was not at all inferior to the fluorescent Egg Fried Rice she had eaten in the "Master Chef" restaurant.

"How is it? Is there anything good that dad can cook? " Zhou Hong hurriedly asked. Zhou Ruoyu did not speak. She took out a new spoon and handed it to her father.

"How can that be? If I still insist on my Egg Fried Rice after I eat it. Isn't that brat a complete loser? " Zhou Hong laughed. Zhou Ruoyu had already scooped up a spoonful of Egg-Fried Rice and placed it in front of Zhou Hong, "It won't happen, dad, you'll understand once you taste it!" Seeing that Zhou Ruoyu insisted on tasting, Zhou Hong took the spoon and placed it in his mouth.

With a "pa" sound, the porcelain spoon fell from the air onto the table. It didn't break.

"Why is it so delicious?" "Impossible!" Zhou Hong picked up another spoon, took another bite and said, "Impossible." Afterwards, the whole plate of Egg-Fried Rice cooked by Lin Feng was unknowingly eaten up by Zhou Hong.

"Hey kid, tell me who did you learn culinary arts from? Why is the Eggground Rice so delicious?" Zhou Hong asked.

"Uncle." "I taught myself," Lin Feng said with a smile.

"Self-taught." Zhou Hong doubted.

"My father was a cook. I started cooking when I was five. " Lin Feng shamelessly said. Zhou Hong was already beginning to doubt life. Could it be that his 40 years of knowledge in cooking was wasted?

The results are already obvious. Zhou Hong could immediately feel the difference between the two.

From the color of the Egg-Fried Rice, every single grain of rice was perfectly wrapped in the Egg-Fried Rice today, and under Lin Feng's extreme control, the Egg-Fried Rice would maintain a perfect maturity; it would neither become unfamiliar nor go soft because it was mature, which was why it had a perfect golden color while Zhou Hong's was slightly dark yellow.

Speaking of the fragrance, if the rice grains were to be covered up by the egg juice, the fact was that the fragrance of the rice would be covered by the egg fragrance. The fragrance of the rice could only burst out from's mouth after the customers had chewed it. However, this did not happen with Lin Feng's Egg-Fried Rice.

Lastly, speaking of taste, this was also the most miserable detail of Zhou Hong's defeat. The taste of her Egg-Fried Rice was a lot better than his. Therefore, in the competition of Egg-Fried Rice, Zhou Hong had lost completely. Zhou Hong even suspected that he was old.

Because his skills had regressed, he lost to Lin Feng, but he immediately shook his head. The older the chef, the more experience he would have. Unless he had senile dementia, the older the star chef, the better he would taste, because his control of food had already reached a terrifying level.

"No, let's compete again. We'll compete with the other dishes!" Zhou Hong propped himself up on the table, looked at Lin Feng and said unhappily, Zhou Ruoyu had taken a step forward, wanting to advise him, this stubborn father of his. Then he told him that Lin Feng was actually not only good at cooking Egg-Fried Rice, his other dishes were also not inferior in the slightest. But looking at his father's posture, it seemed he couldn't stop him.

"Alright!" But in the next second, Lin Feng agreed without hesitation.