Late Night Cafeteria: A Bowl of Fried Rice to Save Iron Man at the Start

Chapter 9

In addition to Zhou Xuan, there are only three people in the store: Ling Xinzhu who is half the owner, Nangong Li who is a part-time assessor, and the petite anchor Xue Linglong.

Hundreds of people gathered outside the shop, all of them admiring Nangong Li.

As the chief of Taoist Academy and the first student of Xuanlong National Road, Nangong Li has huge amounts of popularity.

However, Nangong Li’s itinerary was revealed by Xue Linglong, a small gangster, who even if he entered the store, was still broadcasting live.

Nangong Li glanced at the ingredients in Zhou Xuan’s hand, and said coldly: “I got a report from the Sitian Supervisor, Wang Hao, who patrolled the city last night. The report says that you have a luminous soul cuisine that can disperse it. Yin Qi can bring the soul back to its place, so let’s do this first.”

Zhou Xuan chuckled softly and said, “Don’t worry, you won’t be disappointed.”

Bang!

As the stove fire rose, Zhou Xuan put the washed white rice into the steamer.

With the rapid fire, the rice is steamed in just ten minutes with the control of the level 5 heat, and the restaurant is filled with the fragrance of rice.

Then, when the pot was heated and the three eggs slipped into the pot, the frying spoon in Zhou Xuan’s hand turned into a series of afterimages.

“Damn, what kind of fairy cooking is this?”

“This speed is so bad that I can’t keep up with my eyes.”

“Don’t you stir the eggs first? Such a big turkey egg will definitely be burnt!”

After seeing Zhou Xuan’s almost unreasonable cooking skills, the audience in Xue Linglong’s live studio were all confused.

Is this really Chef Mihun?

Doesn’t even cook Xiaobai count?

“Finish!”

As Zhou Xuan brought a plate covered with a lid to Nangong Li, all the doubts reached a peak.

“Damn little white face, do you want Nangong goddess to eat your fried egg fried rice?”

“The egg fried rice must be dry and hard, don’t eat Nangong Goddess!”

Not only the barrage riot in Xue Linglong’s live broadcast room, but even the audience around the store couldn’t help it.

Nangong Li’s handsome eyebrows frowned slightly, and she glared at Zhou Xuan dissatisfiedly. She also thought that the scumbag who had hooked Ling Xinzhu in front of her was perfunctory.

“Senior Sister, you will know when you open the lid, A Xuan’s golden fried rice is like a work of art!” Ling Xinzhu’s sweet voice came.

“Hmph, I want to see, what kind of trick are you doing!”

Nangong Li lifted the lid unconcernedly.

Roar~

Massive white mist gushes out from the cover and turns into a white cloud.

A golden sun burst out of the white clouds, and the whole restaurant was illuminated.

Wow~

One after another voice sounded abruptly.

Everyone looked at the sun gradually dissipating in the mist in shock, and some people rubbed their eyes in disbelief, thinking they had seen an illusion.

“How can this be!”

“They are just ordinary ingredients, and there is no special technique. Why does it shine?”

“Doesn’t the eggs glow if they are fried in the pan without breaking them?”

Both the live broadcast room and the audience were stunned.

“Wow, this fried rice is really like gold!” Xue Linglong exclaimed Huan Roar.

Everyone looked at the plate in front of Nangong Li, and the golden rice grains glowed with oil and exuded a delicate fragrance.

The scent made everyone who smelled it feel lighter.

“Please taste, my golden fried rice!” Zhou Xuan stretched out his hand and motioned.

The astonishment in Nangong Li’s eyes has faded, and with a hint of curiosity, she picked up the spoon and sent the fried rice to her mouth.

“Yeah~”

A faint soft moan appeared from Nangong Li’s mouth, and Xue Linglong on the side was stunned.

My queen is broken? !

How could such a delicate voice appear from the mouth of my majesty the queen?

Xue Linglong stared at Zhou Xuan fiercely: Did you drug my queen?

One bite after another, Nangong Li’s use of the soup spoon speeded up a lot in vain, until the last grain of rice disappeared between her lips and teeth, she put down the soup spoon in her hand with a faint sigh.

“It’s delicious!” The cold color on Nangong Li’s face loosened a lot in an instant.

Xue Linglong awoke from the shock, and seeing the soft expression of her own queen flashed by, her whole body was dazed again.

“Your Majesty, he is your enemy, you can’t surrender so quickly!”

Boom!

A fist hit Xue Linglong on the head of the ball, and the latter grumbled as if biting her tongue.

Nangong Li looked at Zhou Xuan and said, “As the assessor of this time, I recognize your Ability.”

“This luminous golden fried rice contains the power to dispel evil. It is full of light like the sun. It is stronger than any soul-defying dishes I know.”

“Starting from today, you will be an imperial soul chef, and there will be staff from the Tianjian to confirm your information.”

“Awesome, A Xuan, you succeeded!” Ling Xinzhu happily said to Roar. If it weren’t for the counter seat, she would have liked to rush to Zhou Xuan’s side.

Xue Linglong pursed her mouth in dissatisfaction, “This is not the same as the plot I planned. Her Majesty, is the fried rice really that delicious? You almost broke it just now.”

Boom!

The ball sank number one.

Nangong Li remembered her groan just now, and a red cloud flashed across her cold face. In order to conceal a trace of embarrassment in her heart, she watched Ling Xinzhu lose the excitement of her usual lady gesture and directly suppressed it.

On the side, Xue Linglong quietly showed her head, winking at Zhou Xuan, and said: “Zhou Hunchu, I’m hungry, is there any milk here? I’m still growing, so I can’t be hungry.”

“Milk?” Zhou Xuan took out a bottle of pure milk from the refrigerator and handed it over.

Xue Linglong’s small hands shrank as soon as she touched the milk bottle, “It’s so cold~ Can you heat it up, Zhou Hunchu, please?”

“By the way, just use this bottle of milk to make a dish~ Whoops!”

Xue Linglong’s ball was hit with a hand knife on her head, holding her head in tears, and looked at Ling Xinzhu who had retracted her hand in disbelief.

“Sister Ling, I’m not your little cutie, you have the heart to beat me, it is really a girl who has a boy~ oh oh oh…”

Xue Linglong’s mouth was covered by Ling Xinzhu.

Zhou Xuan looked at the noisy Xue Linglong, it was a black belly, but wanted to embarrass herself?

impossible!

“Is it right to make a dish with milk? Simple!”*