Live Broadcast Days In Naruto

This is just a hidden mission reward!

As soon as the voice fell, a stream of information flowed into Yu Zhibo's mind.

In the eyes of outsiders, Yu Zhibo seemed ignorant. He was on the scene and didn't know what to do.

This makes the audience not optimistic about him, and even less optimistic about him.

Some people even bet on Uncle Yi Le and Yu Zhiboyan.

Many viewers tend to buy Uncle Yi Le, who will win, which makes Uncle Yi Le’s odds drop all the way, even to the historical low of 1:1.2, which is almost equivalent to the audience would rather not make money than buy Yu Zhibolai win.

As for Yu Zhibo's odds.

Haha, it turned out to be 1 to 6!

That is to say, if you buy Yu Zhibo for 100 yuan, you will win, and if Yu Zhibo wins, you will make 600 yuan!

However, even with such high odds, few people are willing to bet on Yu Zhibo.

As for those who have been to the Jade Rock Store, it is also very peaceful.

Once in the vicissitudes of the vicissitudes of life, it was difficult to get water, and I had eaten the food that Yu Zhiboyan had cooked. How could I not know his skills?

Therefore, even in the face of doubts and ridicules from the people around, the guests of Yu Zhibo's store solved the tank problem one after another, betting that Zhibu won.

Among them, Miyamoto Musashi and thousands of hands of bronze bet the most.

Miyamoto Musashi sat in the audience and looked at Yu Zhibo. He looked down and thought about it from a distance, and said secretly: "Boss Yu Zhibo, I believe you, you will definitely win!"

"I want to bet all my money on you, and I will win!"

Thousands of bronze hands accompany their family members to chat and laugh, occasionally skimming Yu Zhiboyan in the field, and secretly said: "Today, maybe it is a great opportunity for the boss Yu Zhibo."

"At that time, the village will be full of vitality, and it really looks forward to it!"

The third generation sits high on the podium, sitting on the Diaoyutai with closed eyes, sweeping the two people in the field, occasionally a ray of light flashes in their eyes.

As the main body of the referee and the competition, fried rice and eggs can be said to be three generations of people thinking for a long time before they came up with the meaning, maybe only he knows.

However, he did not believe how delicious the egg fried rice was.

After all, as a shadow of a village, it can be said to be a bird’s nest brushing teeth, abalone is described as breakfast, mountains and seafood, I have long been tired of eating.

As the two famous chefs of Huoguo, can they make food that surprised him? To be honest, these three generations are more or less looking forward to it.

At this time, compared with Yu Zhibo's thoughts, Uncle Yi Le was moved.

The process of egg-fried rice only passed in my mind, so Uncle Yi initiated an action to take the lead in putting the wood fire under the stove and then burning it up.

People who have never used a stove will never think of how troublesome cooking is.

If you burn the wood alone, if you are not careful, you will blacken yourself, and a bunch of gunpowder will get into your eyes, so you can't open your eyes.(Read more @ hotmtlnovel.xyz)

But for Uncle Yi Le, these are all pediatrics, and this kind of thing will never happen.

Whether it’s putting wood in the stove below the stove or burning wood hot pot, Uncle Yi Le is like water, smooth and very, it seems to people, it seems that things are not very low, giving people a pleasant feeling. enjoy.

It's like dancing.

Yes, like dancing, if you break them down one by one, you will find that one more point is too much, and one less point is too little.

Uncle Yi Le, in fact, is to eliminate all unnecessary actions, leaving only the best part.

Exquisite and convenient!

This is one of the secrets of Uncle Yi Le's many years of fame!

A swordsman, I have been sharpening my sword for ten years, I don't know if it will stab my sword!

At this moment, Uncle Le is like a sword that has been polished for many years, and at this moment he finally reveals his edge!

Hiss, pat.

When the iron pan was black and red, golden cooking oil and some chopped garlic, it was immediately put out of the pan, there was a strange noise, and then the mellow fragrance fluttered.

Uncle Yi Le skillfully burned the oil so that there was a little oil around the iron pan to prevent the fried vegetables from sticking in the pan, and also allowed the cold cooking oil to heat up and become hot quickly.

it's time!

Uncle Yi picked up a pot of steamed rice, crunched it, and poured it into the iron pot.

After a while, the fire rose, went through the rice, and covered it.

If I change my hand to a novice, I will panic and plan to put out the fire on the iron pan first.

But Uncle Yi is different!

Holding the handle of the pan with his left hand, he suddenly pressed it firmly and fry the rice.

Like a huge wave hitting the reef, a grain of white and tender rice was flying in the air, drawing a beautiful arc, like a bird returning to its nest, and suddenly returning to the bottom of the pot.

But at this time, just like young people walking into society, they will definitely change their appearance. The round rice grains suddenly change, dyed with a thin layer of gold, emitting brilliant rays of beauty in the light.

When each grain of rice was coated with cooking oil, Loeb turned his hand and the two eggs touched each other and flowed out of the egg white yolk inside.

In this process, Uncle Yi Le didn't waste any time and didn't give the rice a chance to scorch!

The spatula is flying, the rice is rolling, the eggs are fusing, and the fragrance is in the fragrance!

Soon after the rice was cooked, Uncle Yi poured the fried rice on the white plate, like a hill. Between the golden rice, the eggs were evenly mixed together, giving a sense of neatness and hierarchy.

Finally, Uncle Yi Le sprinkled the chopped onions on top, and made fried rice with Uncle Yi Le’s eggs again and again.

"I really want to eat fried rice made by Uncle Yi."

A group of viewers wiped the saliva from the corner of their mouths with their sleeves through the big screen, staring at the screen, as if in this way, he could fulfill his wish.

"Oh, my goodness, Uncle Yi Le not only cooked the ramen, but also cooked fried rice. The eggs are very tempting."

An old customer of Happy Restaurant said that he will also go to the restaurant to eat fried rice with Uncle Yi Le’s eggs in the future.

When Uncle Yi Le picked up the plate, he came to the minds of three generations.

Far away, the third-generation eyes are mixed with the smell of garlic and eggs, which is very rich, and the smell is also very good.

"Unfortunately, this is not enough!"

There is no expression in the eyes of the third generation, and there is a dark road in their hearts.

For him, what kind of egg fried rice hasn't been eaten yet?

Whether it's the grassroots appreciation of the people's feelings, the enthusiastic villagers cooking scrambled rice eggs, or the Ming Dynasty dinner, all are cooked egg fried rice cooked by one of the country's top chefs, which have not been eaten for three generations.

As the saying goes, it is very difficult for water to flow through the sea, but Wushan is not a cloud.

He has seen the vicissitudes of mountains and mountains, and the fish and shrimps in the lake. Only he knows the taste.

"Master Naruto, please take your time."

Uncle Yi Le brought the plate to the table of the current three generations, even he dared not move in front of the third generation, he whispered.

"It's difficult for you."

Read more @ hotmtlnovel.xyz. Chinese MTL Fan-Fiction/Second Element novel can be read @ HotMTLNovel for free.