In the days of Naruto Live

Chapter 407
This is just a hidden quest 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 to be ignorant. He was present at the scene and didn't know what to do.

This makes the audience less optimistic about him and even less optimistic about him.

Some even bet on Uncle Yi Le and Yu Zhiboyan.

Many viewers tend to buy Uncle Yi Le, who will win, which makes the odds of Uncle Yi Le drop all the way, even to the lowest level in history 1:1.2, which is almost equivalent to the fact that the audience would rather not make money than buy Yu Zhibo win.

As for Yu Zhibo's chances of winning.

Haha, it turned out to be buying 1 to 6!

That is to say, if you buy Yu Zhibo with 100 yuan, you will win. If Yu Zhibo wins, you will earn [-] yuan!
However, even with such high odds, few people are willing to bet on Yu Zhibo.

As for those who have been to the Yushiyan shop, it is also very calm.

It was difficult to get water in the vicissitudes of life, and I ate food cooked by Yu Zhiboyan. How could I not know his skills?

Therefore, even in the face of doubts and ridicule from the people around, the customers of Yu Zhibo's shop solved the tank problem one after another, betting on Zhibu to win.

Among them, Miyamoto Musashi and thousands of hands of copper gambling are the most.

Miyamoto Musashi was sitting in the auditorium, looking at Yu Zhibo, he lowered his head and thought about it from a distance, and said secretly: "Boss Yu Zhibo, I believe in you, you will definitely win!"

"I'm going to bet all my money on you and I'm going to win!"

Thousands of copper hands chatted and laughed with his family, and occasionally read Yu Zhiboyan in the field, and said secretly: "Today may be a great opportunity for the boss Yu Zhibo."

"By that time, the village will definitely be full of vitality, it is really looking forward to it!"

The third generation sat high on the podium, sitting on the fishing platform with their eyes closed, scanning the two people in the field, and occasionally there was a gleam in their eyes.

As the referee and the main body of the game, fried rice and eggs can be said to be three generations of people who have been thinking for a long time before they figured out the meaning, maybe only he knows.

However, he didn't believe how delicious the egg fried rice was.

After all, as the shadow of a village, it can be said that the bird's nest is brushing teeth, and abalone is described as breakfast, and the mountain and seafood have long been tired of eating.

As the two famous chefs in the Fire Nation, can they make food that surprises him?To be honest, all three generations are more or less looking forward to it.

At this time, Uncle Yi Le was moved by the ideological comparison with Yu Zhibo.

The process of fried rice with eggs just passed in my head, so Uncle Yi took the initiative to take the lead in putting the firewood under the stove and burning it up.

Anyone who has never used a stove will never realize how much trouble cooking is.

If you burn firewood alone, if you are not careful, you will blacken yourself, and a cloud of gunpowder will enter your eyes, so that you cannot open them.

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

Whether it is putting wood into the stove under the stove, or burning wood in a hot pot, Uncle Yi Le is like water, smooth and very smooth, it seems that to people, it seems that the things he does 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 is too much and one less is too little.

Uncle Yi Le actually wants to eliminate all unnecessary actions and leave only the best part.

Exquisite and convenient!
This is one of the secrets of Uncle Yi Le's fame for many years!

A swordsman, I have been sharpening my knife 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 his sharpness is finally revealed!

Hiss, clap.

When the iron pan is black and red, with golden cooking oil and some chopped garlic, put it into the pan immediately, there is a strange noise, and then the mellow fragrance floats.

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 to the pan, and also allowed the cold cooking oil to heat up quickly and become hot.

it's time!

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

In a short while the fire was up, cutting through the rice, covering it.

If I changed my hands to a novice, I would panic and plan to put out the fire on the wok first.

But Uncle Yi is different!
Grabbing the handle of the pot with his left hand, he pressed it hard suddenly and fried the rice.

Like a huge wave crashing against the reef, a grain of white and tender rice flutters 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 going to the society, they will definitely change their appearance. The round grain of rice suddenly changed, dyed with a thin layer of gold, and exudes a brilliant radiance in the light, beautiful.

When each grain of rice was coated with a layer of cooking oil, Loeb turned his hands, and the two eggs touched each other, oozing from the white yolk inside.

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

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

Soon after the rice was cooked, Uncle Il poured the fried rice onto the white plate like a hill, and between the golden rice, the egg was evenly mixed in, giving it a neat 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 spectators watched through the big screen, wiped the drool from the corner of their mouth with their sleeves, and stared at the screen, as if in this way, he could fulfill his wish.

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

A regular customer of Happy Restaurant said that he would 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, it came to the hearts of three generations.

Far Away, the third generation has a mix of garlic and egg on the eye, which is very rich and smells good too.

"Unfortunately, that's 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 egg fried rice has not been eaten yet?
Whether it is grassroots appreciating the feelings of the people, enthusiastic villagers cooking scrambled rice and eggs, or a Ming Dynasty dinner, all are egg fried rice cooked by one of the top chefs in the country, which has not been eaten in three generations.

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

Seeing the vicissitudes of the mountains and mountains, goodbye to the fish and shrimp in the lake, only he knows the taste.

"Lord Hokage, please take your time."

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

"It's hard for you."

(End of this chapter)