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

  Chapter 11 Return to the Mysterious Space

   "It's delicious!"

   Putting the last grain of rice in the bowl into her mouth, the little girl put the bowl down in satisfaction.

She raised her hands, gave Li Yi a thumbs up, and smiled sweetly: "Brother, you are amazing! I give you a thumbs up! Your fried rice is the best I've ever eaten! I can still eat fried rice tomorrow." ?"

   "Tomorrow? Okay!"

  Li Yi smiled slightly: "But I can't guarantee that fried rice will be sold tomorrow!"

"ah?"

  The little girl was a little disappointed: "Why?"

  Li Yi smiled and pointed to the jar: "It's not possible to get this level of ingredients every day."

  Mr. Huang nodded approvingly when he heard the words: "Indeed, I have only eaten such a big abalone in a private club in Fuzhou, and the price is more expensive than your fried rice.

   To be honest, I feel sorry for you when you use such good ingredients to make fried rice. "

   "It's good to eat to your satisfaction."

  Li Yi smiled, and put away the bowls and chopsticks.

   "Brother, let me help you."

  The little girl volunteered to help Li Yi clean up.

   "So good."

   Li Yi smiled and praised.

"Thanks."

   Young Master Huang also looked at her dotingly, and introduced: "This is my daughter, Huang Rui, whose nickname is Guoguo."

  Looking at the little girl's face, Li Yi suddenly asked Mr. Huang: "Is she not in good health?"

   "Can you see that?"

   Mr. Huang was a little surprised, then sighed, and explained: "It's caused by a weak body and a lack of appetite. Chinese medicine says it's a weak spleen and stomach, and Western medicine says it's mild anorexia.

  Usually in order to let her eat more food, her mother and I are almost dying of headaches, today is the time she ate the most, thank you! "

   "You're welcome, as long as you like to eat."

  Li Yi looked at the little girl's slender wrist, thoughtfully.

  He remembered that when he was learning art in the dream space, the master mentioned that a concubine in the former imperial harem suffered from anorexia, and was later cured by a soup.

   After a little thought, Li Yi still said, "I know a way to deal with her illness."

"any solution?"

  Master Huang hurriedly asked.

   "Shibu, have you heard of it?"

  Li Yi explained: "There is a soup that seems to be curable, but I don't know how to do it, so I have to go back and ask."

  Mr. Huang was a little excited when he heard the words: "Then please ask me, as long as it can be cured, I am willing to spend as much money as possible!"

   "It doesn't cost much, I remember that they are all common ingredients."

   Li Yi said something casually.

  At this time, Old Tang came over and asked curiously, "Boss, do you still treat anorexia?"

  Li Yi smiled: "For other diseases, you still need to see a doctor, but if you don't like eating, cooks are more experienced."

   After finishing speaking, he returned to the snack stand.

  Looking at the live broadcast room on his mobile phone, he couldn't help but froze.

   After carefully looking at the upper right corner, he confirmed that there were actually 20,000 viewers in the live broadcast room!

  Seeing Li Yi appearing in front of the camera, the live broadcast room was filled with bullets.

   "When will the anchor link up? I want to buy the Wanshou Wujiang Bowl!"

   "Can the leftovers cut by the anchor be mailed to me? I will pay for the shipping."

   "The headline party has been reported, because I didn't get it."

   "Impossible! Absolutely impossible! There is no fried rice worth 10,000 yuan in the world!"

   "I'm a student, can the anchor give me a piece of Supreme Emperor Fried Rice?"

  Looking at the flying barrage, Li Yi smiled and waved at the phone: "Thank you for watching my live broadcast. Today's live broadcast is over here. I'm going to download it."

   "Don't go! I want to watch you cook rice to help you sleep."

   "Don't stop the anchor, I can't see your fried rice, I feel like ants are crawling all over my body."

   "When will the anchor start broadcasting tomorrow?"

  Automatically ignored Leziren's barrage, Li Yi thought for a while, and replied: "The broadcast should start at 6 pm. If you want to watch it, you can follow the host. You will receive a reminder when the broadcast starts, bye."

   After speaking, he waved his hand and turned off the live broadcast.

  The live broadcast screen switched to the background, and the live broadcast data appeared.

  【The live broadcast is over, the live broadcast lasted for 5 hours and 27 minutes, the number of viewers: 26138, and the reward: 20000 live coins. 】

  Looking at the detailed data, Li Yi was very satisfied.

  A few days ago, every time he closed the broadcast, the number of viewers was basically double digits, and there were no rewards.

  Today, there are 20,000 Live Coin rewards, which is equivalent to 2,000 yuan, which is already very good.

  After the broadcast was turned off, Li Yi put away his phone, pushed the snack cart, and prepared to go home.

  The onlookers raised their mobile phones and patted him. Under the flashing lights, Li Yi finally realized what an Internet celebrity is.

  Watching him leave, Old Tang turned back and urged: "Go quickly, and try to send the video tonight."

  The booth was overcharged at eleven o'clock, and Li Yi didn't get home until almost one o'clock.

  The so-called home is actually a small room in a self-built house.

  In this world, his parents died young, and the elders of the clan decided to give the old house to his second uncle, who raised him up.

   Later, the second uncle built a self-built house on the homestead, became a charterer, and gave him a room to live in.

  So, when he returned to Yangcheng after graduating from university, he also had a place to stay.

  Going back to the self-built house, he said hello to his second uncle, and after cleaning up the food stall in the carport, Li Yicai went upstairs and returned to his room.

   Before he had eaten at night, he made a bucket of instant noodles, added root sausage, and an egg.

  Although he knows how to make [Supreme Emperor Fried Rice], he doesn't want to eat it at all, because he has already eaten it.

  He cooked tens of thousands of fried rice in the dream space, who ate those fried rice?

   Of course it is himself!

  So, although he can make the most perfect emperor fried rice now, he never wants to eat it anymore.

   This can be regarded as a gain and a loss!

   In the dream space, he occasionally dreams about modern food.

   Among them, the most dreamed of is instant noodles.

  So, in the month since he came back, he had to eat instant noodles almost every day to satisfy his cravings.

   Soon, the instant noodles were soaked. After eating a bowl of hot noodles, he threw the instant noodle bucket into the trash can, washed up briefly, and went to bed to get ready for sleep.

  Lying on the bed, memories rolled in his mind.

  He still remembers that when he entered that mysterious dream space for the first time, he was still very excited, thinking that he was going to develop.

  But after studying fried rice there for seven years, he was almost driven crazy.

   So much so that when he just returned to reality, for a whole week, he couldn't even sleep soundly, afraid that he would go back again.

  But people can always adapt to various environments, as long as there are enough interests.

  After experiencing the benefits brought by the dream space, he had renewed expectations for the space that had tortured him for seven years.

   I don’t know if I can see the master this time, what is his name in the dream?

  It seems to be called Li Kaile...

  Thinking wildly, Li Yi fell into a deep sleep before he knew it.

   After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly woke up and got up from the ground.

  Under his feet was a piece of rough and uneven ground, which looked like an enlarged cross-section of a wooden plank, full of gaps and cracks.

   A few dozen steps away, a colorful mist covered the space.

  In front of him, stood a wooden monument more than one meter high.

  Seeing the wooden tablet, Li Yi was sure.

   Sure enough, it's back again!

  (end of this chapter)