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The people who are chatting outside are attracted by a sudden scent and have a tacit understanding to stop chatting.

"This taste is egg fried rice?" Just said that the egg fried rice did not have any delicious man, asked with a look of surprise.

"That is, this fragrance is too unique. It is just the smell of eggs and rice, but it is asking people to swallow." A sister said her feelings.

"No, it's just something that has been eaten in white. Now I only feel super hungry." The fat man just couldn't help but lick his abdomen.

"No, you have just eaten a few rabbit heads," said the man on the side of the fat man.

"You are not hungry?" The fat man is directly lore.

"Very hungry, let's go to the kitchen to see?" The man on the side, eagerly advised everyone.

"Look at it." Sun Ming spoke directly.

A group of eleven people, so silently came to the kitchen door, directly blocked here, watching the Yuanzhou fried rice inside. ,

Yuanzhou's fried rice cooking has long been a master level, the action between the shovel and the shovel, the feeling of flowing, the natural feeling of the outside, a few people outside the door accompanied by the strong aroma of the egg fried rice, seeing intoxicated.

I have never seen a person who is so attractive with fried rice. Sure enough, serious people are handsome, no matter what industry they do.

Yuanzhou once again spoke, the muscles of the arms bulged, the lines were beautiful, the other hand wielded the spatula, shovel three shovel directly from the pot and put it on the side of the plate. At this time, everyone saw that there were already six plates. Neat fried rice.

The fire continued to open, while the side of the spoon, while holding the egg fried rice from the pot, the amount of each meal is the same, on the white porcelain plate, the egg fried rice Jinshan seems to pile up, there is no scattered one on the side .

The edge of the plate was clean and there was no sprinkling on the side of the pot. The fried rice that was presented had a fascinating aroma.

"How is it, is it good?" A sister subconsciously lowered her voice and did not want to disturb Yuanzhou.

"No matter how bad, my saliva will flow down." The fat man next to him touched his stomach and swallowed.

"Grandson, you go ask, you are a birthday star." The person who had the loudest voice at the beginning, now also pulls Sun Ming and let him go.

"Well, let me ask." Sun Ming smelled the scent, his tongue was alive, and he swallowed a mouthful of mouth that was not consciously secreted.

"Yuanzhou, let's help the dishes." Sun Ming saw Yuanzhou put the last empty plate, which is what he said.

"Well, these are all." Yuanzhou nodded and pointed to the neat plate on the table.

The color of the fried rice in the plate is golden, with a slight heat, and the aroma, the people standing outside the door are not reserved, and the one who walks in front of the plate.

"The pi is out to celebrate." Sun Ming is still more conscience, take his own plate, not forgetting to call Yuanzhou.

"Come on." Yuanzhou's habit is to wash the pot and the cutting board. As for the other, this is not your own home, or not so casual.

Yuanzhou, who has peace of mind, left behind the kitchen utensils that were arranged in a habit, and took the fried rice out of the kitchen.

Until Yuanzhou sat down, Sun Mingcai said, "Today my birthday, my friend came over to cook for me. Let's try it now."

After Sun Ming finished speaking, everyone would not wait. He took the spoon and started eating it. He didn’t even have a polite sentence.

Still eating the original version of Sun Ming is the most self-control, turned and Yuanzhou said "thank you, brother."

"You're welcome." Yuanzhou nodded and signaled that he should eat.

"Oh, it's so delicious." The girl in glasses suddenly screamed.

The fried rice is soft and soft, and there is a bit of toughness in the mouth. Every rice is perfectly wrapped in egg liquid. There is only fried rice in the plate, and there is no extra egg flower.

The eggs on the rice shell are particularly tender, while the rice wrapped inside has a hardness, and the two tastes combine to create a strong and delicious atmosphere.

Because Yuanzhou has done its best to improve the taste of the ingredients themselves, everyone eats the basics of rice and eggs, and every person who eats is full of satisfaction.

"Grandson, your friend is a real chef, no one said." The first thing that didn't trust Yuanzhou's craftsmanship was now a thumbs up.

"However, this ingredient is still not good. The olive oil used for fried rice has a flavor." The man followed.

"This is my fault, I will not buy anything, that is, watching to buy, my friend is doing a few grades in the store." Sun Ming immediately took the lead.

"Oh, friend, where is your shop, you must try it in the next day." The man looked at Yuanzhou with sincerity.

"On the Taoxi Road." Yuanzhou swallowed the rice in his mouth, which said.

"Not far away, not far away, go to the next day." The man smiled and smiled.

"Boss, you see that I am so fat, so little is not enough to eat, come again?" Fat man still habitually touched his stomach.

"No, even if I don't have a girl full, I will come back." The eyes of the girl, also smiled.

"That is, I decided not to lose weight today, let's have another one." The tall, slender girl said with a big eyes.

At the dining table, everyone began to join the request again. Yuanzhou was trying to say that when he looked at the rules on the wall, he suddenly remembered that this was not his own shop, but his brother’s home, and he could not help but frown and didn’t know how to refuse.

"Okay, my brother will give me a longevity noodles for a while. Are these marinated dishes not a dish? Eat more." Sun Ming refused directly.

"And if you want to eat again, it's not easy. My brother's shop is on Taoxi Road, and I am empty." Then Sun Ming added a sentence with a smile.

"This advertisement is playing well. I give eleven points. One more point is Grandpa's love for your grandson." A thin tall man convinced.

"Good names have made you ruined." Sun Ming has been unable to explain this nickname, and can only vomit.

"Wait, grandson, what do you mean, the longevity noodle is only your share?" The glasses sister responded sensitively and instantly asked.

"Yes, I have a birthday, of course I eat longevity noodles." Sun Ming was proud of his appearance.

"No, no, Sun Ming, you don't understand. When you have a longevity face, you have to help you eat it, so that you can live longer." The glasses girl looked serious in science, and the expression on his face made Sun Ming almost believe.

"Oh, I don't believe at all." Sun Ming is very direct.

"If you want a big pot, let's taste it a little." Someone suggested.

"Sorry, I only made one person." Yuanzhou said in a timely manner, the guests on the table glared at once.

However, Yuanzhou's shabu-shabu skill is full, and he points to Sun Ming in an instant, not salty or not, and is very convincing to say: "There is a head debt."

A few people took a deep breath and the glasses sister opened.

"Sun Ming, we let you go today, but next time you remember."

Sun Ming’s friends on the table are all exposed. It’s not good to eat a single food.