Night Hacker Chapter 22: True Fragrance
Speaking of fried rice with eggs, Gu He really loved it when he was a child.
Maybe because he eats less, his mother always said that fried rice with eggs is not good for getting angry. special.
Every time my mother said that this meal of egg fried rice was like a festival, and there was not a single fried rice left in the end.
After growing up, I ate a lot and tried all kinds of delicacies, and egg fried rice gradually became ordinary.
After all, this is just a home-cooked food made with the most common ingredients and a few simple steps.
At this time, in the eyes of everyone, Lao Fan calmly walked to the kitchen freezer to get some ingredients, which were still the usual fried rice ingredients, overnight cold rice, eggs, scallions and some vegetable.
Da da da da, Lao Fan returned to the kitchen counter, picked up the kitchen knife and chopped green onion and vegetable salad on the cutting board.
Then, Lao Fan stirred another bowl of eggs, until the egg yolk and egg white became custard with a faint golden light.
"Pretty good." Sakai Shukichi commented, "My grandma is like this when she cooks fried rice with eggs."
Of course this is just nonsense, the two brothers and sisters don't know who their father is, and their mother has gone crazy early.
"Old Fan is also a chef at any rate." Boxer said, "It's not a problem to be better than your grandma."
Lao Fan didn't take any jokes from them. After preparing the ingredients, he started to boil the pot. He didn't use the usual pan, but took out a traditional Dongtu iron pot that was also old from the kitchen, and washed it for a while. clean.
It seems a bit exaggerated to use such a large pot to fry only one bowl of rice.
But regardless of Gu He, Sakai Shukichi who stopped joking, and Lin Sai who was interested in drinking sake, everyone felt that they saw a different old Fan, this fat guy seemed to have some kind of aura.
"The so-called program is actually a combination of data structure and algorithm."
Old Fan suddenly said, "Algorithm is the method of cooking, 'a little oil, a little salt'—but this kind of algorithm is not refined enough. To make an extraordinary program, the accuracy of the algorithm is extremely demanding, and the seasoning must be accurate to Micrograms, the size of each vegetable grain must be accurate to the micron, size, order, what to put first and what to put, time, each step has to be fried for a few seconds, a few milliseconds, and then put down one thing."
Everyone was suspicious, this didn't seem like what Lao Fan would say, this guy couldn't be mad.
"The data structure is to put all the materials well for higher efficiency - each material is a data, the data structure is their logical structure, where to put them on the kitchen table, cooking Is it the best time?
"Once the pot is boiled, the time must be controlled to milliseconds, and the heat must be mastered to the extreme. An optimal solution, the position of these data will form a structure, which is called a data structure."
After listening, everyone realized that the ingredients and seasonings that Lao Fan had prepared before were all exquisitely arranged.
"The so-called food master is the embodiment of the food preparation process. He enters the Tao with food and pursues the ultimate subtle mystery. But if you don't put your heart into it, it's just a fine industrial product; if you put your heart into it, it's a miracle of food preparation."
Suddenly, the fire was turned on and the oil was spread on the pan, and Lao Fan's movements were completed in one go.
The oil in the iron pan sizzled slightly, Lao Fan's fat face was still as calm as a monk, but the movements of his hands were as fast as phantoms, fast and accurate. Get up.
Lao Fan held the championship spatula in one hand and the big iron pan in the other, stirring the spatula, the iron pan churned.
The third era, dominated by the Era, the Eastern Land of the Natural School.
The job of the host, the professional department of the chef, the food of the extraordinary.
Chopping up the egg rolls, sautéing the ingredients, and pouring in the overnight rice, Lao Fan's fat hands seemed to be dancing, and the spatula held in his right hand made dozens of shovels in almost a second, at an extremely fast speed, but every time The strength and time of the stroke are under control.
It is precisely these fine-grained controls that the so-called heat exists.
The aroma and smoke rising from the stir-fry seemed to form a holographic image behind Lao Fan, a tall and strong food cook, wearing a dark blue chef's uniform printed with "Heart Wide Body Fat".
From the visual information they received, there were strange lights shining on that spatula and in that iron pot.
The fried rice with a golden luster, as well as the egg cubes and vegetables are all fragrant.
One life is two, two is three, and three is all things.
The simplest ingredients can make the most profound food.
"Ah, this..." Sakai Shukichi, who was laughing the most just now, was stunned, sniffing his nose again and again, "It smells so good."
Lindsay, Boxer, Sakai Huaqing, who is not surprised, the champion of the gourmet competition?
Gu He swallowed his saliva, Lao Fan seems to have two brushes...
At the same time, Lao Fan's movements continued to flow smoothly, without any pause or panic, and some were the best solution, then he added shallots, sprinkled a few drops of soy sauce and other seasonings, and stir-fried a few more times.
Until he suddenly turned off the fire, he used a spatula to scoop up the egg fried rice in the iron pan and put it on a blue and white porcelain plate.
"Boy, eat it while it's hot." Lao Fan steadily put the plate of golden egg fried rice on the bar counter, with a peaceful face.
There was only such a small dish, and everyone was already drooling and looking at Gu He.
Sakai Huaqing wanted to taste it again, but felt a little troubled in his heart, because he blamed his brother and the others for forcing Uncle Fan's strength...
He Sang has eaten this kind of delicacy, after that, if she or someone else cooks for him, he won't think it's delicious...
"Uh, then I'm not welcome." Gu He picked up a ceramic rice spoon, and just sniffed the aroma of the rice before eating, and suddenly seemed to understand Sophia's mood just now, because it was really good Fragrant.
He scooped up a spoonful of fried rice. It was hot, fragrant, perfect in color, and every grain of rice was dry and distinct.
When he put this spoonful of rice into his mouth and began to eat, suddenly, his eyes were slightly widened, and something seemed to surge out of his heart.
Delicious, delicious...
This kind of taste is the taste of childhood and the taste of hometown.
Gu He took another sip, and after another sip, he was about to gobble it up, making his cheeks full. This is how he eats fried rice with eggs. Don't want to waste a single grain.
Seeing him eating so excitedly, Sakai Shukichi looked at Lao Fan again, "Old Fan, you must have taken some medicine..."
"Xiaohe, how about we share it with you?" But Sakai Shukichi immediately said again, he couldn't help but be greedy, "Xiaohe!"
Gu He ate so fast because he was afraid of being robbed.
Don't share it! Not sharing is the meaning of egg fried rice...
"It's really so delicious?" Boxer has always liked fried rice with shrimps, and the more he looks at it, the more delicious it is.
"It's delicious, it's delicious..." Gu He was still eating, and looked up at the fat guy, "Old Fan, my mother's fried food is not as good as yours, but I still like it more My mother fried it."
"He Sang." Seeing his true feelings revealed, Sakai Huaqing lost all her little thoughts just now, and only wanted to comfort him.
She stretched out her hand to press his shoulder, but she seemed to feel his loneliness. He Sang felt homesick again.
As Gu He ate and ate, with mixed feelings, suddenly, the Holy Grail program started to run suddenly, and the holy water was rising, and the surge was so surging that it couldn't stop, and it couldn't be stopped.
The word food has always been an important part of life.
The taste of food can travel through time and space, reconnecting him with his childhood and his hometown.
The unforgettable taste of life is all there.
[Holy water energy: 100%, ↑58%]
Gu He noticed the reminder box, and immediately stopped the porcelain spoon, still gnawing in his mouth, oh my!
Food and sex, the witch sister is sincere and does not deceive me.
But it rose by 58%. No, it’s just because the value is full, otherwise there will be more, which is too delicious.
"Hahaha..." Gu He's mixed feelings began to turn into ecstasy, and he found a new field!
This is the first time he has gained holy water because of eating in person. Although any field will always increase a lot at the beginning, the threshold will gradually decrease. .
Besides, this is Lao Fan's carefully fried rice. It is impossible for other delicacies to be so delicious.
But no matter what, this is definitely the second battlefield that opened up the Holy Grail War, marked by the dinner table landing.
"It must have been drugged." Shuji Sakai looked at Gu He with moments of sadness and joy, "Old Fan, what the **** have you done?"
"Really don't offend your chef," Boxer said.
"But He Sang has been holding Uncle Fan all the time before!" Sakai Huaqing was startled, no way, if this is the case, could it be that Uncle Fan thinks that He Sang is intentionally acting weird...
"My meal just made him regain some of the old taste." Lao Fan said flatly, still holding a spatula in his hand.
"Haha!" Gu He laughed and looked at Lao Fan's figure again, as if he really saw a strange food maker.
Old Fan, Fan Debao ~IndoMTL.com~ Will it be the capital of gold?
He won the food competition championship with a golden egg fried rice, and now he really believes it.
"Old Fan, it's so delicious, please cook another bowl for me tonight." Gu He said, adding another wave of holy water.
Shuji Sakai also quickly said: "I also want to try this extraordinary food, it looks very good with wine." Lindsay raised his hand: "Then make me a fried dish too." Boxer said: " Old Fan, why don't you just cook a big pot for everyone."
"Yes." Sakai Huaqing nodded again and again, "Uncle Fan, can I learn how to cook rice from you?"
"Hehe." Fan Debao sneered for their own taste, "Old Fan's meal is there, but the champion's meal is not."
Dongtu Street Champion Chef! It's been so long, Lao Fan has fired this once.
This thing is obviously different from the detection food and the overclocking food. It has no extraordinary effect, but it makes people ecstasy.
Everyone was still circling around Lao Fan, begging, begging, laughing and cursing, threatening him to agree to the fried rice.
And Gu He continued to eat the remaining few mouthfuls, no one would give it to them, they just licked the plate if they wanted to taste it.
100% holy water, except when I first installed the holy grail program, I have never fought such a rich battle.
This is enough to make a full attempt to activate the strange things. Of the six sleeping strange things discovered so far, which treasure should be activated first? Think about it, let's toss with your own things first, otherwise you can't afford to damage other people's treasures.
Amidst the surrounding noise, Gu He looked at a stainless steel oblong object placed on the bar.
It's up to you, thermos!
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