Abandoning my husband and son, I raised my six daughters to live happily

Wang Jiaming narrowed his eyes and asked.

"Before the competition, you deliberately elevate your opponent to embolden others and destroy your own prestige. Is this another little trick of yours?"

Meng Anyu said, "You are overthinking. I just love to take advantage."

"You!" Wang Jiaming was speechless for a moment, pointing at Meng Anyu who had not spoken for a long time.

At this time, Meng Suisui's voice appeared at the right time, and she coughed twice and said.

"Without further ado, since everyone is ready, let's get started."

Meng Anyu and Wang Jiaming nodded at the same time, and their expressions instantly became serious.

Under the auspices of Meng Suisui, the competition officially began.

The Baozi Pu's kitchen was arranged in advance by the staff in accordance with Meng Anyu's requirements. The items in the kitchen can fully support two chefs cooking at the same time.

At this time, Wang Jiaming and Meng Anyu were busy back to back.

The egg fried rice made by Wang Jiaming is large in weight and requires more chopped green onions. The knife rises and falls with neat and capable movements.

At the same time, Meng Anyu had finished cutting the green onions and was about to beat the eggs.

I saw her picking up the eggs and banging them on the edge of the glass bowl, beating the eggs with one hand, and then throwing the egg shells directly into the trash can at her feet.

His movements are smooth and clean, and he looks like someone who often spends time in the kitchen.

The other chefs stood aside to watch the battle, their eyes focused on Meng Anyu most of the time.

At this time, they saw Meng Anyu beating eggs, and there was no unnecessary expression on their faces.

It's just a matter of beating eggs with one hand. You can do it with a little practice.

Young people just love doing these fancy things.

This little trick can't impress professional chefs like them at all.

Next, Meng Anyu broke up the egg liquid with chopsticks, then poured part of the egg liquid into the rice, picked up the chopsticks and started stirring.

This step immediately attracted the attention of the chefs, who discussed in low voices with their lips covered.

"Did you see it? She left some egg liquid in the bowl."

"You see, this girl must have her own tricks."

They spoke very quietly and did not affect the two people who were cooking.

After Meng Anyu mixed one-third of the egg liquid with the rice evenly, she put oil in the cold pot and turned on the heat.

She put her hand on top of the pot and felt the obvious heat. She took half of the chopped green onions prepared in advance and poured it into the pot.

Soon, the aroma of stir-fried green onions filled the entire kitchen.

She picked up the remaining 2/3 of the egg liquid and poured it into the pot, then quickly rotated it with chopsticks to break the eggs into fine pieces.

The eggs scrambled in this way are fluffy and dense, and when mixed with the rice, you can feel the tender aroma of the eggs.

When the eggs are almost cooked, push the eggs aside to leave enough space, and then add a spoonful of soy sauce along the edge of the pan.

taste--

The brown soy sauce comes into contact with the high-temperature pot noodles, and the burnt aroma mixes with the aroma of eggs and green onions, and the taste comes up immediately.

She stirred the eggs and soy sauce and immediately poured in the rice. She pressed the rice lightly with the back of a spatula to separate the rice grains.

The large pieces of eggs were also crushed into small pieces and evenly distributed in the rice during her movements.

Feeling that the stir-frying was almost done, she skillfully added the required seasonings and continued to stir-fry.

At this time, Meng Suisui, who was standing by, could smell the aroma of egg fried rice. It had been a long time since she had eaten the egg fried rice made by her eldest daughter, and she couldn't help but feel a little greedy when she smelled the smell.

She took a deep breath of the rice and turned to the chefs.

"The egg fried rice will be out of the pan soon. Please go out and wait for a while."

Everyone had no objection to this and went out to wait.

When the kitchen door closed again, only Meng Suisui, her daughter and Wang Jiaming were left in the kitchen.

Meng Anyu sprinkled the remaining green onions evenly, stir-fried twice and immediately turned off the heat.

She took a deep breath of the aroma of fried rice and said with satisfaction.

"I have done."

"Put it on this plate. The plates you two use are exactly the same."

Meng Suisui said as she handed over the plate she had just prepared.

Meng Anyu is loading the dishes neatly, and Wang Jiaming's fried rice has also reached the final step.

He just heard Meng Suisui say that they should use the same plate, so he turned sideways and stretched out his hand.

"Boss Meng, please give me the plate."

"Ok."

Meng Suisui responded and handed the plate to his hand.

After Wang Jiaming took the plate, he turned to look at the egg fried rice on Meng Anyu's plate.

With just one glance, he could tell that Meng Anyu's egg fried rice was extraordinary.

His eyes fluttered slightly, then immediately returned to normal.

He put the same amount on his plate as Meng Anyu.

"Sir, what's your last name? I'm going to write two notes for easy identification."

"My surname is Wang, Wang Jiaming."

Meng Suisui held it with her hand and wrote the word "王" on the paper, and the word "Meng" on the other piece.

Then she folded the two pieces of paper, making sure that the words inside couldn't be seen from the outside.

When everything was ready, Meng Suisui picked up two plates of egg fried rice and prepared to go out.

At this time, the chefs were sitting at the table in the corner of the bun shop, gathering together and talking in whispers.

Everyone talked about everything, but the main topic was Wang Jiaming and Meng Anyu.

After they just saw Meng Anyu operating smoothly in the kitchen, they could already conclude that Meng Anyu knew how to cook and was very skilled in cooking. He seemed to be someone who often went to the kitchen.

They were very curious about Meng Anyu's cooking, and of course what they were most looking forward to was Wang Jiaming's cooking.

As chefs, they all know that egg fried rice is the best and most difficult to make.

It's easy to cook it to an edible level, but it's not that easy to make it delicious. To make a bowl of egg fried rice, you need to meet many details at the same time. A slight deviation will lead to the overall imperfection.

"Dang-dang-dang, egg fried rice is here."

Meng Suisui walked out with steady steps carrying two plates of egg fried rice.

She walked to the table, put down the two plates of fried rice steadily, and put the two slips of paper under the plates.

Wang Jiaming and Meng Anyu followed Meng Suisui out with their heads held high.

The man is handsome and the woman is beautiful. If you ignore the expressions of disapproval on either of them, the two of them are quite pleasing to the eye.

Meng Suisui said, "For the sake of fairness, I suggest that we use some people who have nothing to do with this matter to evaluate. Do you have any objections?"

Wang Jiaming was the first to shake his head and said, "No objection."

He is confident in his egg fried rice and does not need to cheat in any way. His ability to make egg fried rice can defeat anyone.

The other chefs naturally had no objections. They were originally working with Wang Jiaming, so it would be unfair to ask them to evaluate him.

So Meng Suisui called Shen Xiufang, who was monitoring, on the spot.

"How many people have turned in their papers?"

"13."

"Just in time, ask them to come over and help."

Shen Xiufang swallowed while looking at the egg fried rice and asked, "Can you include me in this?"

She had been craving for the aroma of egg fried rice for a long time. She also wanted to taste the egg fried rice made by Meng Anyu and this great chef.