Once upon a time, when he was still a school scumbag, Qin Luo often cooked, but after becoming a school master, the kitchen has disappeared from his memory.

Think about it, I really miss it.

"Okay!" Qin Luo nodded.

"Ding! The new task is released, and the mastery skills are astonishing."

"Lonely Xueba needs the adjustment of life, please use the top cooking skills to amaze the audience..."

"Reward: A scholar is worth 1000..."

Although 1000 academic hegemony value is not much, Qin Luo also has to have it in his pocket.

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Following Tang Xuejun's order, the kitchen of the entire Yanjing Hotel suddenly became busy.

As one of the most prestigious hotels in the culinary world of Yanjing, you can find all the ingredients here, whether it is flying in the sky, swimming in water, or running on the ground, or protecting animals. .

And all the top-quality ingredients used here are without a trace of dross.

Walking among the many ingredients, Qin Luo has a feeling that the flowers are getting more and more charming.

"What did you say he would do?"

"I don't know, maybe it will be re-engraved Sixi balls."

"possible……"

Outside the kitchen, everyone was talking a lot, and each pair of eyes stared at Qin Luo curiously.

Under everyone's attention, Qin Luo picked up the egg.

Picked some chopped green onions, carrots, and then some ham.

Egg fried rice!

These three words popped out of everyone's mind for no reason.

Eggs, ham, green onion, carrots, they couldn't think of any other dishes except egg fried rice.

"He can't make fried rice with eggs, right?" someone in the crowd exclaimed.

"Isn't this what everyone can do?"

"Haha, do you think egg fried rice is easy? Actually egg fried rice is the most difficult dish to make." Tang Xuejun said with a smile.

The simpler things are, the harder they are to do well.

Egg fried rice is not easy. I don't know how many famous chefs have smashed their halberds on egg fried rice.

The best egg fried rice, not only the rice should be separated into pieces, but also covered with eggs!

He is looking forward to what kind of egg fried rice Qin Luo can make.

Quiet, deadly quiet.

There was silence in the whole kitchen.

One minute, two minutes, five minutes... Qin Luo was stunned like a piece of wood.

"music" Suddenly, Qin Luo snapped his fingers.

Music? what the hell? Everyone was dumbfounded.

Only Tang Xuejun's eyes shone brightly.

He thought of a legend, in which the master of cooking takes into account the feelings of diners while cooking, usually accompanied by music.

To them, cooking is a kind of enjoyment, not cooking for the sake of cooking.

At this moment, Qin Luo finally moved. He took out his mobile phone from his pocket and clicked on Cloud Music.

"Card wipe."

A sound that sounded like an egg came from the kitchen, and everyone was stunned. Haven't beaten eggs yet? Why is there the sound of beating eggs?

"Crack, click, click, click." Then came the sound of beating eggs.

Everyone couldn't help laughing and laughing, this is the music in Qin Luo's mouth.

Brother, are you perfunctory too? Tang Xuejun's mouth twitched unnaturally.

No matter what the crowd said, Qin Luo was the old god with his hands behind his back and a smile on his face.

"Da da da da~" The voices of chopsticks and egg stirring became faster and faster, and everyone's expressions changed accordingly.

"Hey~ This sound seems to have a little rhythm."

"Don't say it sounds good!"

"Boom!"

A thunderous sound of gong shook everyone's spirits.

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