Although Gu Zheng was no match for Wang Dong in terms of cooking skills, he was not discouraged.
This was not Gokusen's cooking skills, but someone else's cooking skills. He was now learning. Gu Zheng did not think that he would be able to surpass Wang Dong as soon as he started cooking. That was simply impossible.
Gu Zheng's attitude was very serious. He put the bowl of Egg-Fried Rice aside. Looking at the last bowl of rice, Gu Zheng fell into deep thought.
Seeing Gu Zheng standing there motionlessly, Mumu carefully took the bowl of Egg-Fried Rice that Gu Zheng had just made. Without any side dishes, she happily ate it.
As expected of Gu Zheng, this bowl of Egg-Fried Rice was indeed better than the previous one. It was even better than the one made by Wang Dong yesterday. Not long after, she finished this bowl of Egg-Fried Rice. Feeling unsatisfied, she took the first bowl of Egg-Fried Rice made by Gu Zheng.
She ate half of this bowl and was finally full. She stroked her stomach with satisfaction.
Gu Zheng did not pay attention to his little actions. At this moment, Gu Zheng was thinking about every step of the Egg-Fried Rice. He wanted to find out the reason and where the problem was.
First of all, there was no problem with the heat control. He had the Fire Control Art, and his control of the heat control was much higher than Wang Dong's. He did not need to worry about the heat control for the time being.
There was no problem with the heat control. When cooking the Egg-Fried Rice, there was no problem with the heat of the ingredients. Gu Zheng did it perfectly, and it could be said that he was definitely better than Wang Dong.
There was also no problem with the fusion of the eggs and rice grains. Just like Wang Dong, he poured the eggs and rice grains into the wok at the same time. With the Water Control Art, he had better control over the egg liquid. He spread it more evenly than Wang Dong. Moreover, he also wrapped three rice grains together. Just from the appearance, there was almost no difference between his Egg-Fried Rice and Wang Dong's.
However, Gu Zheng understood that this was only his own feeling. There was definitely a difference. Otherwise, it would be impossible for Gu Zheng to make Egg-Fried Rice that was only a little bit better than Wang Dong's.
Salt, sesame oil?
After thinking for a while, Gu Zheng shook his head secretly. Sesame oil was different from olive oil, but his sesame oil was a second-grade ingredient. Moreover, he had used sesame oil to cook many dishes. In terms of cooking oil, the effect of sesame oil was definitely not inferior to olive oil.
It wasn't a problem with the ingredients, nor was it a problem with the heat. The ultimate problem lay in the stir-frying skills.
The Egg Fried Rice was different from stir-frying. Egg Fried Rice needed to be flipped many times. In order to ensure that all the rice grains were evenly heated, one had to control the amount and range of flipping during the process.
Cooking wasn't as simple as one might think. Even if it was a simple cooking skill, when separated carefully, there were many complicated things inside.
Gu Zheng carefully recalled the scene of Wang Dong stir-frying. After a while, his eyes slightly lit up and he turned to look at Wang Dong.
"Big Brother Gu, why are you looking at me like this?"
Wang Dong couldn't help but ask as Gu Zheng's stare gave him goosebumps.
"Let me ask you, do you know how to gossip?"
"Gossip? What gossip? Whose gossip? Tell me quickly!"
Mumu, who was at the side, suddenly moved her head over. Girls loved to gossip. When she heard there was gossip, she immediately became interested.
"I'm not talking about that gossip. I'm talking about the Book of Changes!"
Gu Zheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry at Mumu's words. Wang Dong's face also revealed a trace of understanding. He nodded and said, "I've always had low self-esteem since I was a child. I didn't dare to go out, so I stayed at home and read books. There weren't many books at home, only the Book of Changes. I often flipped through it. Every time I read it, my mind would calm down. Later on, I developed the habit of reading it!"
Wang Dong often read the Book of Changes. Although the Book of Changes was very long, he had flipped through it countless times. He was very familiar with the Book of Changes.
"So that's how it is, no wonder!"
Gu Zheng revealed a trace of understanding. He had seen Wang Dong cook the Egg Fried Rice twice before. He always felt that his stir-frying process was very natural. At that time, he didn't pay much attention to it. Just now, when he was recalling, he vaguely felt the shape of the Eight Trigrams. Moreover, it was very consistent with the Yin Yang and the Five Elements.
Wang Dong had read too much of the Book of Changes. When he cooked the Egg Fried Rice, he actually unnaturally brought the Eight Trigrams into it. Perhaps even he himself didn't realize it.
What was the Book of Changes? It was the first of the hundred classics in history. It was a masterpiece that included philosophy, mathematics, astronomy, geography, medicine, and so on. Even the binary system of the computer was born from the Book of Changes.
The Eight Trigrams was the earliest philosophical crystallization in the country. It contained the Yin Yang of Heaven and Earth, and the Five Elements of Nature. Wang Dong had read too much of the Book of Changes. Although he didn't completely understand the Book of Changes, when he cooked the Egg Fried Rice, he unnaturally applied the things he read into it. As a result, his culinary skills contained the Eight Trigrams of Nature.
This was the key to Wang Dong's culinary skills. It was an area where he was better than Gu Zheng.
It could be said that Wang Dong's Egg Fried Rice could no longer be described as a simple culinary skill. His Egg Fried Rice had faintly contained the Way of Nature. Wang Dong had walked his own path in culinary skills. It was a path that even Gu Zheng couldn't imitate.
Although it was just the beginning, his Dao had yet to take shape, and even he himself didn't know what it was, the taste of his Egg-Fried Rice was much better than other Egg-Fried Rice. This was the extraordinary thing about having one's own Dao. Moreover, his Dao was the Dao of Nature.
If Gu Zheng wanted to learn Wang Dong's culinary skills, he had to thoroughly understand the Book of Changes. Moreover, he couldn't have any distracting thoughts. However, he already had Gokusen's culinary skills. The path he was walking was Gokusen's path. It was impossible for him to let other ideas enter his heart.
After understanding all of this, Gu Zheng could only helplessly shake his head. The taste of his Egg Fried Rice was better than Wang Dong's, but it was very difficult for him to surpass Wang Dong's culinary skills.
"Big Brother Gu, what's wrong?"
Wang Dong looked at Gu Zheng with a puzzled expression. He didn't understand why Gu Zheng's expression changed from excitement to regret, happiness to annoyance.
"I'm fine. Your rice is very easy to scatter. Why do you always wrap three grains of rice together?"
Gu Zheng shook his head and casually asked another question. He couldn't possibly tell Wang Dong that he wanted to learn Wang Dong's Egg Fried Rice, but he couldn't, so he was depressed.
"I also want to scatter the rice, but I don't have that much strength. I tried to wrap two grains of rice together, but I couldn't do it. In the end, both the egg and the rice would scatter, and it wouldn't taste good!"
Wang Dong opened his eyes wide. Egg Fried Rice was his favorite dish, and it was also the dish he cooked the most. After countless improvements, he wanted to make it better, but he couldn't do it.
He had only managed to fuse the three grains of rice together not long ago, and it required a lot of strength.
In fact, he could only cook three pots of Egg Fried Rice at a time. He couldn't cook more than that. This was a very energy-consuming culinary skill.
"Not enough strength?"
Gu Zheng's mind flashed, and he fiercely patted his own head: "Why didn't I think of that? I've become that ridiculous Dong Shi!"
After patting himself, Gu Zheng suddenly walked back to the kitchen stove. The last bowl of rice was also brought over by him. Wang Dong and Mumu hurriedly followed him, and all of them curiously looked at Gu Zheng.
They didn't understand the meaning of Gu Zheng's words just now, nor did they know why he suddenly returned to the kitchen stove. Gu Zheng didn't say anything, and suddenly turned on the fire source. The pot in front of him had already been washed, so there was no need to wash it again.
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