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

Chapter 721 Mom…

Dai Long spoke sincerely, but to the ears of the audience in the live broadcast room, his words seemed a bit timid.

After all, he is also a famous chef with the title of God of Cookery. His fried rice is famous all over the country. Everyone wants to see how he and Li Yi will compete!

How come he just gave up after finishing one bite of fried rice?

Isn’t this too stretchy?

Seeing the complaints floating around in the live broadcast room, Dai Long smiled lightly, but felt helpless in his heart.

Although he is known as the God of Cookery, he is only a famous chef in the Xiangjiang area.

There are thousands of famous chefs in the world, and there are also hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the countryside. How can he dare to really call himself the god of food?

Moreover, Li Yi's reputation for cooking skills was not in vain. When he was cooking the previous dishes, he had already seen them clearly and clearly.

When watching Li Yi cook, he had already discovered that Li Yi's cooking skills were good, and his level was definitely not inferior to his.

In addition, Li Yi was still in his prime, while he was getting old. The difference in age corresponded to the difference in physical strength.

At the same level, it was not surprising that he lost to Li Yi. He himself was mentally prepared.

But when he tasted Li Yi's [clearing rice], he realized that the so-called equal level was just an illusion on his part.

Li Yi's cooking skills are definitely at least one level better than his.

At least when it comes to Yankou, he can never reach Li Yi's level.

So, with such an obvious gap, what else is there to compare with?

The audience didn't know the standard considerations involved. They just saw him take a bite of the fried rice and decisively gave up.

But in a true duel between top players, you can actually tell the difference through only one detail.

But he couldn't explain this to the audience in detail, as it would be tantamount to putting his face on the ground.

Li Yi also knew this, so he smoothed things over with a smile: "Senior is the one who supported me and helped me carry the sedan chair."

Hearing his words, Dai Long laughed, his heart relaxed, and he lowered the shelf he was holding.

"Stop looking for face for me. If you're not up to par, you're not up to par."

Waving his hand, Dai Long said with a smile: "I am the God of Cooking in Xiangjiang, and you are the God of Cooking in Mainland China! Xiangjiang is originally a part of the Mainland. It is normal that my cooking skills are not as good as yours."

"We all have the same philosophy. It doesn't matter who is strong or weak. It's enough to be able to make delicious food and make everyone happy."

Li Yi said with a smile, then picked up a spoon and squeezed in beside the dinner plate: "Save some for me and I'll clear my mouth."

In the midst of laughter, the plate of [Qingkou Rice] was quickly snatched away.

After eating the fried rice, everyone felt at ease.

The reason why staple food is a staple food is because of its indispensable status.

For many people, no matter how much delicious food they eat, if they don’t eat the staple food, they feel like they haven’t finished eating and they feel empty.

After eating and drinking, everyone worked together to clean the kitchen, and today's recording officially ended.

After turning off the camera, everyone was in a much more relaxed state.

Brother Xiaosha seemed to have turned on the nightlife mode and suggested singing, but only a few people responded.

Everyone had a full stomach of delicious food and two large plates of fried rice, and now they were all a little drunk on carbohydrates.

In the drowsy state, everyone just wanted to go back to the hotel to rest and sleep. How could they still have the energy to sing?

In the back row, Dai Long and Li Yi were happily exchanging cooking skills.

There are a lot of jargons that are difficult to say in front of the camera. After some exchanges, Dai Long sighed: "No wonder I can't compete with you. You studied as an official chef. I was born in a wild family and entered the industry halfway. It's not unfair to lose to you."

"I told you there is no need to compare winning and losing! Just be happy."

Li Yi smiled and waved his hand disapprovingly.

After hearing what he said, Dai Long stopped being pretentious.

Dai Long smacked his lips, recalling the taste of the [clearing rice] just now, and couldn't help but marveled: "It's strange, I didn't feel anything about that clearing rice when I first ate it, but after eating it, I thought about it more and more. .”

As he spoke, he moved his body and said sideways to Li Yi: "When I was a child, there were eight people in my family, living in 30 square meters. My mother did laundry and cooking at home, and my father made money by pulling a rickshaw to support the whole family.

A family of eight sleeps in bunk beds and cannot eat enough.

My mother cooks at home. After frying the vegetables, she will put a spoonful of white rice into the pot and stir-fry the remaining oil in the pot into the rice to make rice with vegetable base.

Our brothers and sisters all rushed to eat.

At that time, I felt that vegetable rice was the most delicious meal in the world.

But since my mother passed away, I have never had such delicious vegetable rice.

I've tried making it countless times myself, but never got a similar taste.

But when I ate the [clear mouth rice] you made, I tasted like rice with vegetable base.

Only now do I know that the reason why the vegetable-based rice was so delicious back then was not because it was thick, but because it wasn’t enough. "

Dai Long was not talking to Li Yi, but to himself.

After finishing speaking, he sat back, looked out the window, and fell into memories.

Li Yi didn't disturb him and just let him reminisce until the bus drove back to the hotel.

The car stopped at the door of the hotel. The sleepy Yuan Yongyi and the others yawned, stood up unsteadily, and got out of the car one after another.

Li Yi stepped aside and let Dai Long go first, while he and Liu Yifei stood behind.

After all the flying guests got off the bus, they all followed and walked to the hotel talking and laughing.

After entering the hotel door, Li Yi was still asking Liu Yifei if he needed help drying his hair tonight, but he didn't hear Liu Yifei's answer, nor did he feel Liu Yifei's shy slap.

He turned around in confusion, only to find Liu Yifei standing a few steps away, looking straight ahead with a nervous look on her face, as if she had seen a cat and a mouse.

"What's wrong?"

Li Yi turned around and walked to her side, following her line of sight and looking to the side.

There is a rest area, where a few guests sit and rest and chat.

Closest to the door, a bright and attractive middle-aged woman was sitting there, looking at the door.

She seemed to be waiting for someone, and from the way she stared at Liu Yifei, it could be seen that the person she was waiting for had already arrived.

After seeing Liu Yifei, she stood up, carried her bag, and walked over.

Seeing her approaching, Liu Yifei became more and more nervous.

Li Yi could hear her nervous breathing from a few steps away.

Soon, the middle-aged woman came to the two of them.

Without looking at Li Yi, as if she had completely ignored him, the middle-aged woman looked at Liu Yifei and looked her up and down.

Her eyes lingered on Liu Yifei's bulging cheeks, and then she smiled slightly, with loving eyes, she raised her hand to cover Liu Yifei's cheeks, and pinched gently: "I'm getting fat."

Liu Yifei shrank her neck, slumped her shoulders, looked at the middle-aged woman, and weakly shouted: "Mom..."

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