Chapter 88

Everyone saw that the guy with the fat head and big ears had a strange and exaggerated expression on his face after he finished eating, as if he had eaten something unpalatable.

Everyone couldn't help gloating, saying to themselves that luckily they didn't eat it just now, how delicious is fried rice with eggs.

Among all the people present at this time, only Su Ming and Qin Shiyin are very calm. Su Ming is very confident in his cooking skills or in Toad's skills. The products produced by the system must be high-quality products, and the food he makes cannot be unpalatable .

Not to mention Qin Shiyin, she has tried Su Ming's cooking skills, if Su Ming's food is not delicious, I am afraid there will be no edible food in this world.

Sure enough, the fat-headed guy forced his eyes to chew a few mouthfuls and swallowed the egg fried rice in his mouth, then immediately opened his eyes, and said in a very exaggerated voice: "Fuck, it's so delicious, I've never eaten it before. I have eaten such delicious egg fried rice."

"what?"

Everyone was stunned immediately. This was different from what they thought. At first, they thought it was because the food was so unpalatable that they would show that constipated expression, but this guy suddenly said that it was too delicious.

While the others were doubting, the fat-headed guy immediately dug some egg fried rice with a spoon and sent it to his mouth, as if he hadn't eaten.

This guy's actions really made everyone a little shaken. It stands to reason that this guy is also a rich man. He has never eaten anything while flying in the sky, crawling on the ground, swimming in the water, why is he looking like a starving ghost now?

Curiosity was gradually magnified, and these people finally couldn't bear it anymore, so the first and second people slowly picked up the spoon to try Su Ming's fried rice with eggs.

"My God, what kind of egg fried rice is this, how can it be so delicious——"

"It's so delicious, this is definitely egg fried rice made by gods."

"Wow, this egg fried rice reminds me of my childhood memories."

What Su Ming didn't expect was that someone actually cried directly after taking a bite of his egg fried rice, eating while crying, the scene looked a little funny.

But none of the people present laughed at him, because Su Ming's egg fried rice made everyone fascinated, and they were immersed in this wonderful feeling and couldn't extricate themselves.

Eating this top-flavored egg fried rice, it seems that it is not a strange thing to cry.

Feng Yezheng was a little shocked at this moment. He just looked down on Su Ming's egg fried rice from the bottom of his heart, but who would have thought that Su Ming's egg fried rice would cause such a big response.

When these people in the restaurant ate his steak just now, they just nodded frequently and said it was good, but they never showed such an exaggerated performance.

Some people even cried. Feng Yezheng has been a chef all his life, and he has never seen any chef whose dishes can make diners cry.

Surprised, Feng Yezheng couldn't help it anymore, he also picked up a spoon on the table, and took a sip of Su Ming's frantically sought-after fried rice with eggs.

"Ok?"

The moment the egg fried rice entered the mouth, Feng Yezheng's eyes widened immediately. The taste of the egg fried rice was indeed different. Feng Yezheng judged it from a professional point of view, and immediately felt the wonderful taste.

As a chef, Feng Yezheng knows how to taste a delicacy better than ordinary people. I saw Feng Yezheng slowly chewing the egg fried rice in his mouth, as if every time the rice grains roll in the mouth, there will be a different feeling.

It's just a simple egg fried rice, why can it make such a wonderful feeling, Feng Yezheng was shocked for the first time, no one has ever been able to shock him in terms of cooking skills.

"It's delicious, it's delicious, it's so delicious." Feng Yezheng immediately said three delicious words in his heart. Even a three-star Michelin chef was conquered by Su Ming's little egg fried rice.

"Hey, what's for the rice?" Feng Yezheng opened his eyes and was about to take another bite and taste it again.

Who knew that when he opened his eyes, he found that the egg fried rice in the big bowl in front of him was gone.

It turned out that when Feng Ye was chewing slowly just now, the diners in the restaurant acted like crazy, and emptied the big bowl of fried rice with eggs, not even a single grain was left. The big bowl was cleaner than it had been washed .

You must know that Su Mingke fried half a pot of fried rice with eggs. At first, everyone didn't want to eat it, but within a minute after eating it, so much rice was immediately robbed, which made Feng Yezheng want to eat the second bite. No chance.

There was no food at this time, but everyone made it clear that they hadn't eaten enough, and some even started licking the spoon regardless of their image, as if they wanted to relive the taste left on the spoon.

Everyone had only eaten two bites of Feng Yezheng's steak before. After all, they were all wealthy people in the upper class.

But when they were eating fried rice with eggs, each of these people seemed to have forgotten their identities, and they looked so frantic that they were about to fight.

One is a high-end imported steak, and the other is fried rice with eggs that looks too ordinary, but fried rice with eggs is so popular. This scene is unheard of and unimaginable.

But at this time Feng Yezheng didn't feel anything else. In my heart, besides being convinced, I am convinced. This kind of fried rice with eggs is indeed not as good as his steak, and there is a big gap between the two.

Feng Yezheng couldn't help but smacked his mouth, as if he still wanted to savor the taste in his mouth, and then he took the initiative to say: "I lost the cooking competition today, I feel ashamed."

Feng Yezheng has accepted more foreign ideas since he was a child, so he is not the kind of person who cares about face. If he loses, he loses. Even if he is a Michelin star chef, this does not prevent him from admitting defeat.

If everyone heard that Feng Yezheng took the initiative to admit defeat before, they would definitely be surprised. But now everyone is very calm, the egg fried rice is so delicious, it is normal for Feng Yezheng to lose, if they were to vote, this vote would also be for Su Ming's egg fried rice.

Now it was Jiang Zhuliu's turn to be shocked, he didn't taste Su Ming's egg fried rice, because deep down in his heart he disdained such low-level food.

Originally wanted to see Su Ming get slapped in the face, but when he heard that Feng Yezheng had conceded, how could Jiang Zhuliu not be surprised, so he asked, "Chef Feng, your steak can't compare to his fried rice with eggs?"

From Jiang Zhuliu's point of view, steak and fried rice with eggs are not at the same level, not to mention that the steak was made by a chef like Feng Yezheng, why did he lose? Jiang Zhuliu couldn't figure it out.

However, Feng Yezheng turned his face straight, and said seriously: "Mr. Jiang, it is true that I lost. This meal should only be in the sky. I don't complain if I lose."