When the male anchor is lonely, he cooks

The two eggs are drizzled with a little sesame oil and soy sauce, decorated with a little green onion and red pepper powder, and the tender egg custard looks very appetizing, not to mention the involuntary licking The fragrance of the lips was gone.

[It looks very fragrant, I am really envious of Mr. Zheng and the little brother who tried it. ]

[I made egg custard in the school cafeteria at noon today, but it was completely different from the one in the video!The color of the cafeteria has been lightened by at least two degrees, and it is not as attractive as in the video. ]

[It’s because you added too much water in the cafeteria, or the eggs are different. Anyway, the eggs of the two of them are good eggs at first glance. They are definitely smooth and tender when eaten, and they melt in the mouth. ]

[Ahhh, stop talking, I just want to rush into the computer to drive people away, and go try it myself_(:з」∠)_]

Although the two eggs were made by Wen Le and Luo Zixin respectively, after Wen Le put the egg shell back on, Brother Zheng and Yu Xingzhou really couldn't tell the difference between the two.

The two tasters subconsciously went to find the egg custard made by Wen Le, thinking of the shells of the two egg custards, one was opened by Wen Le with one hand, and the other was opened with a bill opener. A request for a closer look was made.

"What? Can't you just pick one and eat it?" Luo Zixin said angrily, "What difference does it make if they are all steamed eggs?"

Brother Zheng glanced at him: "They're all potatoes, do you think there's a difference between those that sprouted and those that didn't?"

"Of course, sprouted potatoes are poisonous." He knew this common sense in elementary school.

Luo Zixin realized, "Oh, you mean my egg custard is poisonous!"

He was so angry that he slapped his hand on the table, "Brother Zheng, you are so dark-hearted! How can you think of me like that? Am I doing that badly?"

Brother Zheng was also speechless, "Give me a break, so I can pick one out."

Two seemingly intact eggs were placed on the table at the same time, Yu Xingzhou and Brother Zheng observed together.

Looking closer, you can see a particularly subtle pattern on both eggs, which is where the eggshell opened before.

It can be seen from here that there is a little difference. The opening line on the egg on the left looks more uneven than the egg on the right.

Thinking that Luo Zixin's egg was opened by a machine, Brother Zheng picked the egg on the left. After all, there is still a certain gap between human hands and machines, so he thinks that the one with an uneven opening line is more likely to be the one made by Wen Le.

Coincidentally, Yu Xingzhou also picked the egg on the right.

"Open it, eat it while it's hot." Luo Zixin urged Brother Zheng.

Wen Le also said, "Try it first and see how it tastes."

Yu Xingzhou uncovered the eggshell, took a mouthful with a small spoon, and gave Wen Le a thumbs up as soon as he swallowed it.

"You know I did it?" Wen Le joked.

Luo Zixin also said, "Brother, I might have done that, why don't you give me a thumbs up?"

Yu Xingzhou smiled and said nothing, looking very satisfied with the taste of egg custard.

Luo Zixin didn't believe it anymore, the two eggs looked similar, why did his brother and brother Zheng think they could choose the one made by Wen Le?

Brother Zheng also opened the egg shell. The green onion, red pepper and soy sauce are fragrant, and the smooth and tender egg looks quite attractive. Now he is more confident in his choice.

"This one looks good to me," he said, taking a sip too.

"How is it?" Luo Zixin held his face in anticipation.

Brother Zheng looked up at him, then at the egg custard, and he pushed the iron cup containing the egg over.

"Try it yourself."

"What's wrong?" Luo Zixin scooped up a spoonful and put it in his mouth in doubt.

"It's not bad, it's not bad." Luo Zixin glanced at him, "Why do you have such an expression?"

But Zheng Ge said to Wen Le, "I thought that the opening that was not so perfect would be opened by your hands."

The audience in the live broadcast room was also a little confused.

[what is going on?Why are some big gay guys scooping egg custard with a small spoon in a gay manner? ]

[Upstairs, Mo Fang, it’s fun to watch it with your brain, but it’s smug if you don’t watch it with your brain, what kind of charades are they playing? ]

[It seems that Brother Zheng originally wanted to pick the custard made by Erliang, but he was mistaken because of his cleverness. ]

[Where is the intuition? People rely on the power of love.Didn't you see that the little brother gave two or two likes directly after the first bite? ]

［@Tentacles ladies, there should be a notebook here. ]

Luo Zixin, "You must be teasing me again, so what's the difference?"

They are all egg custards with clams, and it’s not that delicacies of mountains and seas are secretly added to it. How can there be such a big difference.

Brother Zheng, "Taste it yourself."

Luo Zixin didn't believe in evil, and faced Yu Xingzhou's cannibalistic gaze, he insisted on sharing half of the custard.

The two small pocket cups contained half of the egg custard separated from the two egg shells, and he first took a sip of the part from Brother Zheng.

[You boys are so strange, don’t you feel bad about sharing food directly like this? ]

[There was a real fuss upstairs.What is this? Boys can not only share food, but also share underwear and socks. ]

[No, no, what have you experienced upstairs!A normal relationship between a man and a man will not share underwear! ]

[It's all male and male, what are you pretending to do upstairs, tell your story quickly. ]

[It’s just an egg custard, can you be more pure! ]

[There are chickens and eggs, and four single men, how can they be pure! ]

[Discussing this can’t solve the problem of being single, it’s better to discuss food and solve the problem of food and clothing→_→]

[I'm heartbroken, old iron! ]

The audience who were poked at the pain finally stopped discussing the topic of dirty.

Seeing Luo Zixin take a bite, Wen Le asked him, "How do you feel about making it yourself?"

Luo Zixin was quite happy, "It's delicious."

Wen Le, "Then try another one."

After he took a bite, Wen Le asked how it tasted.

This time Luo Zixin stopped smiling.

[Why did the smile disappear after eating?This contrast is a bit big. ]

[Did the two get confused, the headmaster is eating what he made himself? ]

Brother Zheng, "Do you still think the food you cook is delicious?"

Luo Zixin ignored him, and looked down at Yu Xingzhou silently with his head down.

Yu Xingzhou shook his head resolutely, and blocked the half clam custard in front of him with one hand.

Luo Zixin curled his lips, turned his head to look at Wen Le with sparkling eyes, "Boss, can you make another clam custard?"

Afraid that Wen Le would agree, Yu Xingzhou stopped him and said, "Let him do it himself."

"No, no, can the one I made be called clam custard? It's an insult to the dish of clam custard!"

Luo Zixin was enlightened, "Compared to the one you made, my custard is neither fragrant nor soft. It neither has the unique aroma of eggs nor the taste of steamed clams."

Wen Le patted him on the shoulder, "You have grown up."

Luo Zixin licked his lips excitedly, "Then you agree to make another one?"

Wen Le asked him back, "Then do you know why the custard you make tastes different from mine?"

[Hahaha, I thought that a meal of bragging would get me something to eat, but I didn't expect that there would be a trick behind it. You see, the principal is dumbfounded. ]

[Principal, you have grown up by being able to say this. ]

[You have grown, and this time you will never be hurt again.So... tell us how delicious it is to cook in pairs! ]

Luo Zixin didn't know what was wrong with him. At first, he tasted the one he made first, and thought it was not bad; but when he tasted the one made by Wen Le again, his thoughts were completely overturned.

What he said just now was really not modest, he really felt that his share of what Wen Le did was simply overwhelming.

It was the first time he discovered that egg custard was so delicious. The moment he took a bite, all those egg custards he had tasted before became a passing memory.

"The egg custard made in two pairs, I can only describe it as delicious."

He couldn't finish it, as if savoring the aftertaste.

"You can't imagine the taste at all. Egg custard won't melt immediately when you put it in your mouth. When you move your tongue, the just right taste will instantly activate your mouth to stomach."

Delicious food makes people excited, and Luo Zixin's poetry flourishes.

"Only one line can describe how I feel right now."

[How to relieve worries, only custard? ]

[The beauty is pitiful, the knife cuts the meat, and the fragrance keeps cooking egg custard. ]

[Stop it, writers, I am a junior high school student who is about to take the high school entrance examination. After watching the live broadcast of Erliang, I have never met QAQ when writing verses silently.]

Luo Zixin sighed, and said to the audience, "You are too superficial, as my fans, you don't learn my self-motivation, but only change poems, why don't you know how to create."

[Bah, who is your fan now, I am your father. ]

[Cub, it's time to be sensible, when did you have such a thing as self-motivated? ]

After joking around for a while, Wen Le began to talk about why the two egg custards taste different.

"Be sure to pay attention when stirring. There are still some small holes in your custard, and it can be seen that it has not achieved the ultimate tenderness."

Luo Zixin understood a little bit, "But the taste of my cooking is not half as tender as yours, is there something missing?"

Wen Le, "If you're only looking for tenderness, you can add a little warm milk, but it's also delicious without it."

[milk?It turned out that it wasn't because two or two secretly cast magic. ]

[Suddenly, I feel that the prospect of the principal participating in the competition is not very optimistic. There is still a trick to an egg custard, which is inexplicably scary. ]

[Suddenly I don’t want Principal Hei’s culinary skills anymore. If there are two teachers like this teaching me how to cook, I will definitely not be able to cook well. ]

[why?Can't concentrate on studying because the teacher is too handsome? ]

[Upstairs, it looks like a poor little girl who never had a relationship when she was a student. Of course, the reason why she can't learn well is that she wants to be alone and listen to you patiently correcting your mistakes. ]

Everyone was confused, but Luo Zixin still remembered that the original intention of this time was to let him experience the atmosphere of the food competition with live audiences in advance.

Although there were only two judges who were not talkative, and there was only one opponent who also served as the host, he still benefited a lot from this crude pre-match rehearsal.

Although he already knew the gap between himself and the real seed players, Luo Zixin still wanted to ask.

He asked, "Brother Zheng, let's not talk about anything else, do you think the egg custard I made can pass the preliminary competition?"

Seeing his solemn expression, Brother Zheng also replied solemnly, "If I am a real judge, I will let you pass."

"Really?" Luo Zixin was happy, "Then it's no problem for me to enter the preliminary round."

He didn't expect Brother Zheng to be so interesting and think highly of him.

Brother Zheng stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder for the first time, sighed, "You'd better have a snack."