I used to be a liar, but now call me a cooking god!

Dong Gaoda, who was standing next to Jiang Zhou, still hadn't recovered.

The master and he used the same pot and ingredients, but why did they cook completely different things!

He didn't understand, but was shocked.

He stared at the egg fried rice with wide eyes, and pinched his left hand uncontrollably with his right hand. Only when he felt the pain did he feel a sense of reality.

Dong Gaoda looked at Jiang Zhou eagerly.

Then he looked up and saw the host and the program crew all surrounding him.

They didn't even line up, but stood outside the camera and surrounded him.

They all had disposable tableware in their hands, and you didn't even need to guess that they were here to eat for free.

Jiang Zhou was used to this.

Then he looked at Dong Gaoda and asked, "You know how to do it, right? Try it."

When he was demonstrating just now, he was explaining while doing it, so he just wrote it down and followed it.

Dong Gaoda thought that the master would let him try the egg fried rice after he made it.

Unexpectedly, he asked him to copy it directly.

His expression cracked in an instant.

Dong Gaoda's scalp was numb and his eyes were full of confusion.

Did the master have any misunderstandings about him? Can you learn this thing just by watching it once?

But looking at the master's calm and accustomed expression, Dong Gaoda began to doubt himself again.

Can others do it?

Dong Gaoda nodded with a face full of shame and raised his hand tremblingly, "Master, I want to taste the fried rice you made, so that I can know where the difference is, so that I can learn better."

Dong Gaoda looked at the fried rice on the table and swallowed his saliva.

"Master, I also want to improve, and I want to try it too."

Chen Zihang, who had been quiet all the time, saw that the fried rice made by the master was about to fall into the mouth of his senior brother, and ran out quickly.

The apprentices who were watching the live broadcast saw Chen Zihang's teeth broken when he suddenly appeared!

I really admire this old man. He follows the master every day and I don't know how many delicious foods he has eaten in private!

It's really jealous!

Why didn't the master let him finish his apprenticeship!

They, the senior brothers, can also serve the master!

"Damn it, I will call the master after the live broadcast and go back to serve the master!"

"I haven't even tasted the food made by the master!"

Many apprentices lamented that if the master had taught like this before, how could they believe the remarks of those who slandered the master on the Internet and believed that the master had no cooking skills.

Does this look like having no cooking skills?

Those brothers have experienced the guidance of the master, even if it is just one dish, their skills have improved by leaps and bounds, their business is so good that they can't make enough money.

How can this not make everyone jealous!

They are all brothers from the same school. Originally, everyone was scolded in the same way, but suddenly some people were lucky enough to be picked up by the master to rise.

They also want to improve!

Some people thought of Xian Guocai's behavior of giving gifts in the live broadcast room before, and then Xian Guocai was selected by the master to visit the store.

If they were not poor, they would also want to try.

After all, the rich are a minority!

The apprentices watched as Dong Gaoda and Chen Zihang picked up spoons and ate fried rice.

People around were waiting for feedback.

The host swallowed several times and watched the two of them eat one mouthful after another, not fast, with a thoughtful look on their faces, just like they were really savoring it carefully.

Everyone was afraid to say anything and waited for the feedback from Master Jiang's apprentice.

"How is it?"

Seeing half a bowl of fried rice gone, Lin Xia was anxious to give the host a hint.

Wang Yang was also anxious. After receiving the director's hint, he quickly spoke up to intervene.

"How is it, you two, tell everyone in the live broadcast room how this fried rice tastes!"

Dong Gaoda and Chen Zihang had fried rice in their mouths, and they didn't want to talk at all. They just wanted to eat a few more bites than each other.

This host is really ignorant!

How could he delay them from grabbing the food!

"Ah, um, um!"

Chen Zihang scooped out a mouthful of fried rice before he finished it. There was too much in his mouth and it was very difficult to chew.

The words he said could not be heard clearly.

Wang Yang: ...

The microphone was pointed at Dong Gaoda.

Dong Gaoda tried hard to swallow the fried rice in his mouth. Just when he was about to answer this question, he saw Chen Zihang took another bite while he was not there, and he got anxious.

"Delicious, very delicious!"

After saying that, he planned to continue to grab the rice.

But once the topic was opened, it was not so easy to take it back.

Everyone knew that the only one who wanted to control these two people was Jiang Zhou, so they all looked for Jiang Zhou.

"Master Jiang, can you give me a bite? I also want to try the fried rice you made. My child is really greedy. Give me a bite, just like feeding the chicken!"

"Cluck, cl ...Dong Gaoda and Chen Zihang were so shocked that they almost lost their spoons.

Jiang Zhou's expression froze, and he looked at the man imitating the crowing of a chicken stiffly.

Then he closed his eyes.

He felt that he was more stimulated today than in the previous episodes.

Could it be that the roadside stall was outdoors, and everyone was particularly lively?

The man's devilish crowing of a chicken kept lingering in Jiang Zhou's mind.

Then he nodded.

He was like this!

Just for a bite of egg fried rice, it's really not that bad!

"If you don't mind that they have eaten it, then eat it."

After Jiang Zhou finished speaking stiffly, he saw the man excitedly rushing to the stall, picking up a disposable spoon beside him and starting to grab the rice.

Before Dong Gaoda and Chen Zihang could react.

He really took a big bite.

He really took a bite!

Between face and tasting the chef's skills, the diners in line behind resolutely chose to eat!

"Master Jiang, I can be a chicken, too. Cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, I want to try it too!"

Jiang Zhou: ...

Those who can't learn to crow: "Master Jiang, I can't crow like a chicken, can I bark like a dog?"

Jiang Zhou's eyes went dark, and he waved his hand, telling them to do whatever they want, and they don't have to learn to crow!

It's really scary!

The program crew members who were waiting to grab the food stood aside with a constipated look on their faces holding a spoon.

There was really no room for them to perform.

And this is too picky. The previous egg fried rice was eaten by one spoon per person, and they all used new spoons, which were very clean.

This one was eaten by Master Jiang's two apprentices, and these people also ate it?

Damn, how can they grab so much that no one can squeeze in!

Not only can the program crew not squeeze in, but they also have to listen to the people who eat, who keep exclaiming in amazement.

"Fuck, how can it be so delicious!"

"The mouth is full of egg fragrance. Such small egg pieces are only slightly larger than rice grains. How can they have such a strong presence in the mouth?"

"Oh my god, this rice is chewy and springy! It turns out that the words describing delicious food on the Internet can also be verbs!"

"How come it's not oily at all? I can't even taste the oil, so it's just pure fragrance?"

"Is this the power of the chef? It's so terrifying!"

The more the program team listened, the more anxious they were.

Not everyone can taste a bite of what others have eaten without caring at all.

Those who can't do it just watch in agony as these people finish the leftover egg fried rice in less than a minute.

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