The beautiful and lovely elves were dancing with the evening sun.
Mumu's expression suddenly became a little absent-minded. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, even if someone else had told her, she wouldn't have believed that someone could make fried eggs so artistically. In other words, the process of frying eggs was so artistic.
More than a minute passed in the blink of an eye.
The fried eggs had to be done one by one. After frying this egg, Gu Zheng's face showed a trace of exhaustion. He had fried seven eggs in the morning, and each egg consumed his immortal power. Although it was not much, his own immortal power was not much. After seven consecutive frying, he really felt a little tired.
He took a deep breath, put the fried egg away, sent it out, and started again.
Heat the oil, beat the eggs.
Mumu kept staring at Gu Zheng's hand. Before she could see clearly, the egg in Gu Zheng's hand had already fallen into the pot. There wasn't any oil, nor was there any noise of frying. There was only a rich fragrance, and the elves danced again.
A complete egg, a round egg, white on the outside and yellow on the inside, without a trace of flaw. It was like a flawless jasper, lying quietly on the plate. The two fried eggs had been fried and placed on the table, but Mumu was still looking at the plate foolishly and didn't even pick up the chopsticks.
"Sister Mu, it's so beautiful. Can I eat it?"
Looking at the egg on the plate, the little trainee editor swallowed and asked in a low voice. The fried egg in front of him was like a work of art. He didn't know where to start eating.
"Yes, of course you can!"
Her words brought Mumu back to reality. At this time, the wonton was also served. The staple wonton was temporarily put aside by them. They all picked up the chopsticks and prepared to eat the fried egg in front of them.
"Delicious, it's really delicious!"
The intern editor took a bite first, and her eyes immediately lit up. The waitress standing next to her was envious and had a smile on her face. She understood how the intern editor felt at this moment. She felt the same way when she took her first bite. This fried egg was really too delicious.
Mu Mu finally took a bite. It was a small bite on the edge.
The round egg was like a white moon, with a small hole missing. Mumu tasted the egg differently from others, including Gu Zheng. Everyone took a bite of the egg first. It wasn't a big bite, but it wasn't small either. Mumu only bit off a little bit, not even the distance of a pinky nail, and it was still very deep from the egg yolk.
Her eyes became even brighter.
There was no trace of the fishy smell of eggs, only a fragrance. This fragrance was the smell of eggs, but it was a hundred times, no, a thousand times more fragrant than the eggs he usually ate.
The crisp egg white melted in his mouth and slid down Mu Mu's throat like jelly.
The fragrance oil seemed to have been dispersed, removing the uncomfortable aroma, leaving behind only a faint and clear fragrance. This fragrance gently flowed at the tip of his throat.
"Fragrant!"
Mumu couldn't help but exclaim in admiration. It seemed that every person who ate this kind of praise for the first time would praise like this, involuntarily praising. These words came from the heart, these were the real words from the heart, the real feeling in the heart.
"It's delicious, it's really delicious!"
The intern editor swallowed the last bite of the egg and praised again. She had eaten the whole fried egg, and there were still two-thirds of Mumu's fried egg left. Mumu forced herself to take a small bite every time, so she had a lot left.
Seeing that her companions were looking at her, Mumu immediately picked up the plate and turned her body, not letting her companions see her eating the fried egg.
Not seeing Mumu's fried egg, the intern editor regretfully turned her head back. As soon as she turned back, she noticed the white paper and a few words on the white paper in the kitchen.
Now, she was no longer surprised by the price of the fried egg. It was so delicious. She had never eaten something that could no longer be measured by price. However, the last sentence, that 'each person can only buy one', made her very depressed.
"Waiter, your fried egg, is it really limited to one per person?"
"Yes, including our boss, you can only buy one!"
The waiter immediately came forward and answered. Before, when Gu Zheng said that there was a limit, they didn't understand. They also laughed at Gu Zheng in their hearts. He really regarded his fried egg as a treasure. What was the limit?
Now it seemed that Gu Zheng was right. If there was no limit, let alone the guests, even she was now thinking about whether to buy another one. After all, she could take out 88 yuan. Such delicious food was hard to come by.
"What a pity!"
The intern editor regretfully shook her head and did not continue to ask. Like the waiter, she had no idea about the limit at first. Now she understood that the limit was not without reason.
Just now, she was still thinking about how much money she had at home. She remembered that she still had more than 1,000 yuan for living expenses. She was going to take out 500 yuan to buy fried eggs and eat enough. If so, she would have to eat instant noodles for many days. Her living expenses were already very tight.
If there was no limit, she would definitely not be able to control herself and buy more delicious food.
Now it seemed that the limit was really good. At least, it helped her control herself and reduce her expenses. At this time, a trace of gratitude rose in her heart. Even she was surprised. It was very strange.
After a while, Mumu finally finished her fried egg and closed her eyes contentedly.
She tasted the fried egg the most carefully and seriously. The feeling she got was different from others and she experienced it the most deeply.
Whether it was the egg white or the egg yolk, they were all fried equally and the same. The most precious thing was that the heat was just right. This was not something that could be done by ordinary cooking skills. Mumu has been an editor of the gourmet channel for two years. In addition to reading a lot of food reviews and recipes, she also went to a lot of activities and tasted a lot of delicious food.
It could be said that nothing she had eaten in the past two years was better than the fried egg.
This kind of cooking skill was no longer the skill of frying eggs. It had been sublimated into an art. It was the top kind of art. Although the fried egg was simple, it was a perfect work of art.
Perfect, this was Mumu's evaluation.
"It's really delicious. You didn't lie to me. Next time you have such delicious food, remember to tell me first!"
Mumu lowered her head and picked up her mobile phone to send a message to Gu Zheng. She had said before that if Gu Zheng dared to lie to her, she would go to Gu Zheng's home and ask Gu Zheng to compensate her for the fried egg.
Now it seems that the fried egg has completely conquered her, and Gu Zheng doesn't have to worry about someone coming to collect debts.
"Of course, how can I be wrong when I say delicious food!"
Gu Zheng hid in the kitchen and happily sent out messages. Another person had been conquered by his fried eggs. At this moment, Gu Zheng was full of confidence. From the looks of it, this test wasn't that difficult to complete. Everyone who had eaten his fried eggs had been conquered by him.
"Let's go!"
Mumu didn't ask if she could buy another one. She recognized the waiter's words before. Such a delicious thing, eating it once is enough. Eating it repeatedly will affect its beauty in her heart.
Her companion got up reluctantly and looked back at the kitchen when she got up.
"Wait, you haven't eaten your wonton yet!"
The waiter suddenly stopped them. They ordered two wontons and two fried eggs, but now the fried eggs have been eaten, but the wonton hasn't been touched. It's almost cold.
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