All-round superstar who started from the men's team

Chapter 10 Scrambled Eggs with Tomatoes
With a flick of the hand, the omelet was flipped over, revealing a golden color.

"Oh!" Yang Meng exclaimed.

Feng Cheng felt that he had a sense of accomplishment this time, so he continued to stir-fry proudly, and finally cut the eggs into pieces with a spoon, and put them aside to control the oil for later use.

Then heat the oil in a pan, add chopped green onion and fry until fragrant, put in the chopped tomato pieces, add water and salt.

At this time, Feng Cheng asked in a low voice: "Sister Meng, do you like sweet and salty food?"

Yang Meng also whispered, "I like sweet ones."

Feng Cheng waved "OK" with his left hand, "Got it."

"whee."

Feng Cheng put in an appropriate amount of sugar, before he actually tasted the sugar and salt, so as not to make an oolong of mixing sugar and salt.

Stew the persimmons, then add the prepared eggs.

Once the eggs are out of the pot, they are covered with thick red juice, and the air bubbles bounce off the tender eggs.A scent of fragrance hit my nostrils.

Yang Meng swallowed involuntarily beside him.

After continuing to stew for a while, Feng Cheng took out a spoon, scooped up a spoonful of juice and a small egg.

His eyes were still in the pot, but he held the spoon beside him, "Sister Meng, can you taste the saltiness for me?"

In fact, his original intention was to let Yang Meng take the spoon to eat, but Yang Meng was so hungry that he swallowed the spoon directly into his mouth.

It felt like he was feeding her, and Feng Cheng didn't dare to turn his head.

"Wow!"

"Does it taste good?"

"It's just right, it's so delicious." Yang Meng raised his fist and jumped twice.

Feng Cheng was naturally happy when he saw that what he had made was praised by others, and he was secretly happy. ． ．
Yang Meng consciously took the spoon in his hand, Feng Cheng spread the chopped green onion on it, and finally put it on the plate.

What makes him different from others is that he does every step perfectly according to the timing of the recipe, with precision.Except for the ingredients, everything else is basically the same as the finished product of that recipe.Although this lacks creativity, he is not a chef and has no such pursuit.

Tomato juice is poured on the surface of the large chunks of eggs, and the peeled tomatoes are like pulp. The chopped green onion adds another color to this red and yellow combination. It seems that the mouth is already full of sweet and sour taste.

——Damn it, is this the way to make scrambled eggs with tomatoes?

—I'm hungry, how about you?

——Just here, is this a gourmet show?
——Feng Cheng can do it, he can cook, I love it.

——It’s just a tomato scrambled egg, a group of people who have never seen the world.

——Yang Meng is so hungry.

——Goddess Mengmeng is so cute!
——Am I the only one who thinks Yang Meng and Feng Cheng are so sweet?

I want to eat.

Yang Meng can't wait to fill a bowl of rice right now, put the soft egg on top of the rice with juice, then bring it to his mouth together, and chew it carefully, um. ． ．
Feng Cheng is not like this, he seems to have a taste of what it is like.But he held back. Although he used to be a fat man, he was still well-bred. He was taught by his mother since he was a child that everyone can only use chopsticks when they are at the table.

At this moment, Yang Meng was already anxiously looking to the other side, but luckily Du Xiaoling had already prepared food over there.

She ran over with small steps, showing a flattering smile: "Sister Ling, I'll help you serve it to the table."

Du Xiaoling's impression of Yang Meng is not bad, and she is also aware of Yang Meng's popularity, so she has a good attitude towards her, "Go."

"Hey." Feng Cheng also ran over, "I'll help you too."

After a while of ping-pong-pong, everyone surrounded the table with colorful dishes.

Jin Bo looked at Yang Meng in confusion. She had been swallowing since the table was served: "Is your throat uncomfortable?"

"I'm fine." Yang Meng smiled perfunctorily at Jin Bo, and then seemed to be enduring something.

Jimbo frowned, it seemed that she was really uncomfortable.

Feng Cheng came from the kitchen and placed the last two glasses on the seats of Jin Bo and himself.As the youngest, he should serve tea and wine. There was no wine or tea, so he poured a glass of orange juice for no one.

When he asked the two older ones, he specifically asked if they wanted boiled water or orange juice. This time they didn't make a fuss and asked for orange juice.

He went back to his seat and sat down.

"Then... just to celebrate the official reunion of our tour group!" Jin Bo raised his glass.

Everyone raised their glasses, Zhang Shu said: "There is still Yu Xue."

Jin Bo: "It's okay, I'll have another drink in a while and replace her."

Zhang Shu glared. She and Jin Bo had also worked together before, "No, it's cheaper for you. I'll drink it for her!"

"All right, all right, drink for her."

"cheers!"

"Everyone eat." Jin Bo couldn't wait to pick up the braised prawns, and Yang Meng beside him stretched out his chopsticks like lightning.

Heart Road: Still want to rob me?

As soon as he exerted his strength, he quickly caught the prawn closest to him and Yang Meng.

Just when he was proud, Jin Bo found that Yang Meng's chopsticks had actually penetrated into the tomato scrambled eggs next to him.

Since when did she like to eat tomatoes?
Yang Meng fished a large piece of egg back into his bowl, pressed the chopsticks against the egg to wrap a lump of rice, and put it into his mouth together.

This big mouthful is cool!

Yang Meng raised her head in satisfaction.

The red juice on the lips made it even more beautiful in Jimbo's eyes, but he still couldn't figure it out.

Seeing Yang Meng's reaction, Feng Cheng couldn't help but grab a piece, imitating Yang Meng, eating rice and eggs in one big gulp.

Oh, this taste!Sweet and sour, sour stimulates his appetite, while sweet satisfies his taste buds.This taste, paired with this mouthful of sweet rice, is perfect!He thinks he can eat three bowls at once!

This, did you do it yourself?The sense of accomplishment gained is self-evident.

He put the juice-stained rice beside it into his mouth.

Like an addiction, he still wanted to eat, but when he looked at the past again, he was stunned. In just such a moment, Yang Meng had already taken a small half of it!

The rest of the people looked at each other, what are these two doing?Don't eat meat, eat tomato scrambled eggs?Oh yes, the two of them made this dish together, probably for this reason.

But everyone can't stop their curiosity, whether they want to taste whether it is really delicious or want to see what this little kid can make, their chopsticks have already penetrated into this tomato scrambled egg .

Yang Meng watched with heartache as the food in front of her was divided up by everyone.

Even Du Xiaoling, who was unhappy because her cooking was left out, couldn't help but take a piece.

ah huh~~
So refreshing!

At this time, all the people raised their heads, first smiled politely at each other, then their eyes lit up, and they stuck their chopsticks somewhere together.

Feng Cheng, who was farthest away, could only watch as his dishes were emptied, and there was still some juice left.

Hey, hey, Miss Shu, don't you miss this bit of juice?

He looked at everyone's bowls, good guy, it was actually Du Xiaoling who picked up the most, and the bowl was slowly full, and the top was covered with green vegetables.

As expected of Sister Ling who has lived the longest, she is so cunning.

——My mother, is it really so delicious?

——It’s an exaggeration, this program is very effective.

——The script is too obvious.

——I have swallowed five kilograms of saliva.

——I lost five catties of halazi!
——Above, share with me.

In order to take revenge on Sister Ling, Feng Cheng had no choice but to eat the dishes she cooked with all her heart.

When everyone's bowls had bottomed out, everyone realized how they were eating just now, and then realized the embarrassment.

Yang Mengyi still said to Feng Cheng: "Xiao Cheng, you have cooked too little, right? If you cook more, I can eat five big bowls!"

"Hey, hey, Yang Meng, pay attention, you are a goddess." Jin Bo laughed.

Yang Meng rolled his eyes at him, "Can't a foodie be a goddess?"

Zhang Shu smacked her mouth twice: "I have exceeded my appetite today." Then she burped cutely.

"Xiao Cheng, where did you learn this skill?" Xiao Bingyu said with a smile, "Oh, when will my son cook me a meal?"

Feng Cheng spat out the shrimp shell, "I learned it online."

"Learned it online?" Xiao Bingyu said in surprise: "I thought it was taught by your adults. How can you learn so well online?"

"You're so rewarding. I'm so happy to see everyone loves food so much." Feng Cheng remembered the scenes he said to his relatives every New Year, organized his words, and then said with a droopy face, "I didn't even get a few bucks."

Everyone laughed.

Feng Cheng saw the prawns in his bowl, and suddenly said: "Then you are out of luck, all the prawns and meat cooked by Sister Ling are mine."

Du Xiaoling was actually happy at this moment: "Eat slowly."

Xiao Bingyu also went to pick up a piece of shrimp: "Eat more children, and grow taller."

The girls were all full, so they ate two pieces of shrimp, and Jin Bo ate another bowl with Feng Cheng.

(End of this chapter)