I'm in Food Wars: My Wingman is Rindō Kobayashi

Chapter 26 Dad is the bad guy, ate my fried spring rolls

Kobayashi gentian is no stranger to fried spring rolls.

She has tried it before.

The taste is not bad.

However, after tasting the gold that Jiang Yiming made yesterday, Xiaolin Lentan was even more looking forward to how to make Jiang Yiming's fried spring rolls today.

It's just normal food.

Most of the tourists who come to the park today have eaten fried spring rolls.

Spring rolls are the traditional festival food of the Dragon Kingdom.

A fried food.

Popular all over the Dragon Kingdom.

Especially in Jiangnan and other places especially prosperous.

Xiaolin Longguo has not been to Longguo for the time being, but in the past few years, fried spring rolls have become popular in China.

Because there are many customers in the queue, Jiang Yiming has already prepared two pots.

Bison beef is still used to make spring rolls.

The minced meat is chopped up before the tourists come.

There are other ingredients.

bean sprouts.

cabbage.

carrot.

These ingredients have also been cleaned.

After Jiang Yiming got the spring roll skin out, he then mixed the ingredients together, adding light soy sauce, cooking wine and other condiments.

Finally, Jiang Yiming also put in some spices.

This is no ordinary spice.

It is a special spice exchanged from the system mall.

Whether this fried spring roll can be praised by the tourists who are queuing, just look at the package of spices added at the end.

When the spices are sun-dried into the stuffing, a scent immediately hits the nostrils.

Originally, tourists were queuing up just waiting to eat.

After smelling this fragrance, many tourists can't help making a rumbling sound in their stomachs.

"So hungry."

"I'm hungry too."

"In order to eat good things at the Moon Festival, I have been eating my stomach since last night."

"This scent is really deadly."

"Can I buy the stuffing ahead of time?"

"Yes. If they are willing to sell it."

Amid the screams of hunger, Jiang Yiming wrapped the first spring roll, and then wrapped several more.

Because the skin has already been made, Jiang Yiming asked other students to help roll the rest.

As the oil pan is ready, the first spring rolls are out of the pan.

"Zi-"

As soon as the spring rolls were placed in the frying pan, they suddenly found a scalding sound.

As the spring rolls continued to boil in the oil pan, the fragrance began to permeate the entire game restaurant, and even the stores opened by several nearby teams could smell the fragrance.

Three minutes later, the first spring rolls came out of the pot.

Then came the second one.

And then the third.

the fourth.

the fifth……

As more and more spring rolls come out, the tourists who are queuing can't wait.

Especially the number one tourist.

Not only had to endure the tempting fragrance that made him drool constantly, but also to stop the tourists lining up behind him constantly pushing him forward.

"It's already fried, it can be sold."

"Look at my drool all over the place. If I don't sell it, I may become the first person in the world to collapse because of drool."

For the sake of this, Jiang Yiming naturally didn't want to start selling.

"Limited to three purchases per person."

"Only three?"

"That's too little."

Sure enough, as soon as the purchase limit came out, tourists had opinions.

"There's also a limit of five at least."

"No! Limit eight!"

"I think at least ten starts!"

Jiang Yiming was unmoved.

There are so many tourists, and the purchase limit is five. I am afraid that the tourists behind will have to queue up for nothing.

"The purchase is limited to three, and those who want to buy are ready to pay."

Although limited to three, it is too few.

But it is stipulated that you can only buy so much, and there is no way.

"Three is three!"

The first-ranked tourist immediately took out their meal coupons.

"Give me three first!"

Paid.

Got the fried spring rolls.

Before the first tourist left, he immediately took a fried spring roll and took a bite.

"Crack."

The sound of teeth biting the fried spring rolls immediately attracted the attention of tourists who had not yet bought them.

Everyone wants to know if these fried spring rolls are delicious.

If it doesn't taste good, then there is no need to queue so long and choose to buy other food.

only--

The first tourist took a sigh of relief and stayed there as if he had been immobilized.

After a few seconds.

"Baga! It's really delicious!"

Accompanied by a sentence of bang, the tourist directly put the fried spring roll in his hand into his mouth.

Although their mouths are full of fried spring rolls, tourists still chew and talk.

"The entrance is crispy. After the spring roll skin is fried at high temperature, although it is crispy at the touch, it does not make people feel too hard."

"After biting through the skin, the meat filling actually still contains moisture."

"I always thought that fried things like this would be crispy on the outside and dry on the inside. However, this moisture and meat filling can be perfectly preserved."

"Moreover, the juice of this meat filling has not only not been fried, but has become more."

"One bite, if it wasn't for the crispy skin, I would have thought I was eating meat buns."

"For the first time, I felt that fried spring rolls are the best food in the world."

After speaking, the tourist took another fried spring roll and took a bite.

crispy.

Crispy.

Absolutely enjoyed.

Soon, the three fried spring rolls were eaten by him.

"It's eaten up so quickly, and the purchase limit is three, which is really too little."

Tourists are not satisfied.

At this time, a woman came over with a little boy.

"Husband, where are our fried spring rolls?"

"Dad, aren't you number one, didn't you buy it?"

The tourists reacted violently.

"Ah! Because it's so delicious, I even ate your portion."

"you--"

The woman glared.

The little boy burst into tears.

"Dad is a bad guy and ate my fried spring rolls...I don't want my dad to play anymore..."

The male tourist twitched at the corner of his mouth, smiled awkwardly at the tourist who was watching the fun, and then coaxed his son.

"My son doesn't cry, it's my father's fault, because it's too fragrant, so I can't hold it back."

"I'm continuing to line up now... You wait a minute, it will be available soon."

The male tourist looked back while talking.

Then dumbfounded.

There are hundreds of people in the queue at the back, this is him, is there any more...

But my son was still crying.

Grit your teeth and keep going.

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