What's wrong with a lord daddy who just wants to draw cards?

Chapter 27-26- Golden Egg Fried Rice

"what is this?"

"Arowana bone oil." A chef who was cooking replied with a trembling voice.

"Spoon some for me to taste."

The little chef didn't dare to disobey the third young master's order, so he used the fastest hand speed in his life to scoop out a spoonful of keel fish oil for Duomi.

Domi took the small silver spoon, held it to his mouth and took a sip.

Suddenly, an extremely familiar taste bloomed on the taste buds!

His eyes suddenly lit up.

"This, this...is actually soy sauce!?"

If most of the condiments in his previous life can be replaced in this other world, can he also taste the taste of his hometown in this other world?
Seven years, more than seven years since I came here...

Although we eat delicacies from the mountains and seas every day, we will still get tired of it after a long time. In the end, it is not as delicious as a bowl of egg fried rice.

Thinking of this, his desire to eat a bowl of egg fried rice reached its peak.

So I struck while the iron was hot and tasted almost all the condiments on the condiment table.

Dragon bone fish oil is soy sauce, white crystal powder is salt, cherry tomato jam is ketchup!

With these things, a fried bowl of fried rice with eggs is enough. The only regret is that I couldn't find the same plant as green onions, so I could only use chopped green cabbage leaves instead.

Seeing Duomi messing around on the stove, the maids didn't know what to do. They couldn't drive him away, right?So the head maid Catherine was called to deal with it.

The aura-filled head maid with long, straight black hair rushed to the scene immediately, stood behind Domi in an extremely standard posture, folded her hands in front of her lower abdomen, and asked softly:

"Master Dominic, what are you doing?"

This voice is familiar to him. Well, Catherine, he has been dealing with her a lot in the past few years, so he has already become familiar with it.

So he didn't even look back and said:
"I'm cooking, and I suddenly feel like eating."

"If you have any needs, you can inform the chef about the dishes, and I think they will make delicious dishes for you."

"Besides, the son of a rich man cannot sit down in the hall. The kitchen is not a place where you need to be. It would be beneath your dignity to do so."

But Duomi didn't answer her words at all. He just raised his arm and wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said while stirring the eggs: "Do you want one? I can make more."

"As for other people, don't be stunned. Do whatever you have to do. It's your own business if the food is served late."

Forced by Carlos and Grasa's intimidation, the chefs and maids got busy again.

Only Catherine had helplessness written all over her face, and her words were ignored again...

Duomi has been dealing with her for many years, so how could she deal with Duomi less?He is very aware of this kid's urinary nature, he is simply the epitome of bohemianism and intermittent madness.

She does all kinds of tricks here, but pretends to be obedient in front of her parents. Her superb acting skills are really disgusting... Oh, and in front of Kelsey.

Catherine's mouth twitched and she replied: "Thank you, but no need."

"Then don't regret it later. I don't often do this kind of thing."

Catherine sneered secretly, for a kid with a bigger butt, the food he makes must be of high quality if it is edible, and he still wants to taste delicious?

Pure nonsense.

She really wanted to leave and let Dominic go crazy intermittently here, but she had to ensure Dominic's personal safety while cooking. After all, cooking for children still had a certain degree of danger.

So I just stood aside and waited.When she was bored, she finally couldn't help but take a look at Duomi's operations, and once she saw it, she couldn't take her eyes away anymore.

I saw him waving the kitchen knife quickly and processing a large amount of ingredients like a juggler, which was both fancy and efficient.

The skill is so sophisticated that it doesn’t look like someone who is new to cooking!
Chopped green vegetable leaves, ham sausage, high-grade beef cubes, unknown green beans, corn kernels... packed in a basin are like a box of colorful candies.

Green, red, yellow... Catherine had never seen so many unrelated colors in one dish.

Can you really eat food with this color?

With such suspicion, she continued to read.

Duomi poured the cooked rice into the pot again and stir-fried. This was not the first time he stirred the spoon, but this time it was a little different.

After opening Yukihira Soma's "Super Cool Hot Wheels Omelette Making Experience", it was like having a spoon master standing by his side to guide him personally.

Who said that the experience of making omurice cannot be used in egg fried rice?
The heat, the amount of condiments, the most appropriate time to add ingredients, and even the strength of stir-frying are all done with absolute precision, without any deviation.

The seemingly ordinary ingredients seemed to have a wonderful chemical reaction after being stir-fried in the pot, and a heady aroma immediately wafted out of the pot.

The smell particles spread quickly and entered the noses of everyone in the kitchen, including Catherine.

The tip of her nose twitched, and her eyes couldn't help but look at the source of the aroma - Dominic's pot of inedible food!

"It actually has such a fragrance..."

At this time, Duomi was tilting the large pot to pour egg fried rice on the plate. The black bottom of the pot just blocked Catherine's view.

Duomi didn't put the pot back on the stove until he divided the egg fried rice into two portions.

At this time, Catherine finally saw what this dish looked like.

The rice is dyed golden by the egg yolk, and the color is so bright that it even emits light!
The brightly colored ingredients did not take over the main dishes before, but voluntarily became the floral skirt that set off the rice, adding a little more embellishment to the otherwise monotonous golden color. Obviously, doing so will undoubtedly make people more appetizing.

Gollum, Gollum...

The sounds of swallowing all around him suddenly started to come and go.

Countless pairs of eyes stared at him in unison, and Chef Michelson even got closer!He looked at this magical plate of egg fried rice as if he had found a treasure, and exclaimed:
"Amazing, amazing... Even though they only use the most common ingredients and condiments, they can still achieve the perfect color, flavor and flavor. This level of skill is no less than that of a master who has been practicing this art for many years!!"

"Master, did you do this?!"

Looking into Michelson's expectant eyes, Domi blurted out:

"Ha, of course!"

That's how he is, he doesn't even blush when he lies.

But if we really dig deeper, he really did this himself. There is nothing wrong with accepting others' praise for himself!
"Oh my God!" Michelson was very surprised, and even the two mustaches on his mouth trembled three times: "It seems that everyone has ignored your true talent. If you are on the road of gourmet food, I, Michelson I’m sure you’ll become the greatest gourmet-chef in history!”

Michelson's yearning for food was even higher than his respect for worldly rights, so that he realized something was wrong only a few seconds after saying these words, and quickly made amends:
"Oh no, no, no... I'm not advising you to become a cook. The young master is very valuable. How can you do such a despicable job as a cook?"

Wait, they say cooking is a despicable job, but wasn't the young master cooking just now?

Isn't that just calling Dominic a mean person in disguise?

"Not right!"

"The young master can do whatever he wants! As long as the young master does it, it is noble! So...can you give me a bite of this dish? Just a small bite~"

In the end, Michelson's true intentions were revealed.

(End of this chapter)