Chapter 023: You Haven't Eaten Your Wontons Yet

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Mu Mu's expression suddenly became a little dazed, if she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, even if someone told her, she wouldn't believe that someone could make the omelette so artistically, or that the process of the omelette was so artistic.

A little more than a minute, in a flash.

The omelette came one by one, and after frying this omelette, Gu Zheng's face showed a trace of exhaustion, plus he had fried seven omelettes in the morning, and each omelette consumed his immortal power, although it was not much, but his own immortal power was not much, and after seven times in a row, he really felt a little tired.

Take a deep breath, put the omelette away, send it out, and start over.

Heat the oil and beat the eggs.

Mu Mu kept staring at Gu Zheng's hand, she hadn't seen it clearly, the egg in Gu Zheng's hand had fallen into the pot, there was no cheap oil flower, there was no noisy frying sound, only a thick fragrance, and the elf danced again.

The whole egg, the round egg, white on the outside and yellow on the inside, without a trace of flaw, like the flawless jasper, lying quietly on the plate, the two fried eggs have been fried and placed on the table, but Mumu still looked at the plate stupidly, and didn't even take the chopsticks.

"Sister Mu, it's so beautiful, can I eat it?"

Staring at the eggs on the plate, the little intern editor swallowed his saliva and asked in a low voice, the omelette in front of him was like a work of art, and he didn't know where to start it.

"Yes, of course!"

Her words brought Mu Mu back to his senses, and the wontons were also delivered, and the staple wontons were temporarily put aside by them, and they all picked up their chopsticks, ready to deal with the omelette in front of them.

"It's delicious, it's really delicious!"

The little intern editor took a bite first, her eyes lit up immediately, and the waiter standing next to her was envious and had a smile on her face at the same time, she understood the intern editor's feelings at this time, and she was like this when she took the first bite, this fried egg was really delicious.

Mu Mu finally took a bite, a small bite, on the edge.

The round egg is like a white moon, missing a small mouth, Mu Mu tastes eggs differently from others, including Gu Zheng, everyone else takes a whole bite first, not to say how big, but not small, Mu Mu bites off only a little, not even a little finger nail distance, from the egg yolk is still very deep.

Her eyes brightened.

There is no trace of the fishy smell of eggs, what is left is only the fragrance, which can be felt as the taste of eggs, but it is a hundred or a thousand times more fragrant than the eggs you usually eat.

The crisp egg whites, melt in your mouth, glide like jelly down Mumu's throat.

As if the sesame oil had been dispersed, the uncomfortable fragrance was removed, leaving only the faint and clear fragrance, which flowed gently on the tip of the throat.

"Incense!"

Mu Mu couldn't help but sigh in admiration, it seems that everyone who eats this kind of praise for the first time will praise it like this, and he can't help but praise it, and his words are born from his heart, this is the real heart words, the real heart feeling.

"It's delicious, it's really delicious!"

The intern editor swallowed the last bite of the egg and praised again, she had already eaten the whole omelette, and there were still two-thirds of Mumu's omelette as much, and Mumu forcibly controlled herself, and every time she took a small bite, so she had a lot left.

Seeing that his companion was paying attention to himself, Mu Mu immediately picked up the plate and turned around to prevent his companion from seeing him eating an omelette.

Unable to see Mumu's omelette, the intern editor turned around with some regret, and as soon as she turned around, she noticed the white paper pasted on the kitchen and a few words on the white paper.

Now she is not surprised by the price of fried eggs, it is so delicious, what she has never eaten before, it is no longer measured by price, but the last sentence, the words 'one per person is limited', makes her very depressed.

"Waiter, your omelette is really limited to one per person?"

"Really, including our boss himself, we can only buy one!"

The waiter immediately stepped forward to answer, and they didn't understand Gu Zheng when he said that he was limited to purchase, and he laughed at Gu Zheng in his heart, he really regarded his fried egg as a treasure, and what kind of purchase restriction was he engaged in.

Looking at it now, Gu Zheng is right, if there is no limit to purchase, let alone the guests, even she is now thinking about whether to ask for another one, after all, she can also take out eighty-eight yuan, but such delicious food is very difficult to encounter.

"What a pity!"

The intern editor shook her head regretfully, and didn't continue to ask, she, like the waiter, didn't have any idea about the purchase restriction at first, but now she understands that the purchase restriction is not unreasonable.

Just now, she was still thinking about how much money she had at home, she remembered that she still had more than 1,000 living expenses, and she was going to take out 500 to buy fried eggs and eat enough, if this was the case, then she would have to eat instant noodles for many days, and her living expenses were already very tight.

If it weren't for the purchase restrictions, she would definitely not be able to control herself and buy more delicious food.

Looking at it now, the purchase restriction is really good, at least it helped her control herself and reduce her expenses, which will make her heart rise a trace of gratitude, and even she herself is shocked, which is very strange.

After a while, Mumu finally finished her share of the omelette and closed her eyes in satisfaction.

She tasted the most delicate and serious omelette, and the feeling she got was different from others, and the experience was the deepest.

Whether it is egg white or egg yolk, it is fried as well cooked and transparent, the most rare and valuable thing is that the heat is all just right, which is not something that ordinary cooking skills can do, Mu Mu has been the editor of the food channel for two years, in addition to reading a lot of food reviews and recipes, she has also participated in many activities and tasted a lot of food.

It can be said that nothing she has eaten in the past two years has been as good as the cooking of the omelette.

This kind of cooking is no longer the technique of omelette, but has become an art, or the top art, although the omelette is simple, but the road is simple, this is a perfect work of art.

Perfect, that's what Mumu says.

"It's really delicious, you didn't lie to me, next time there is something so delicious, remember to tell me first!"

Mu Mu lowered his head, picked up his mobile phone and sent 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 house and ask Gu Zheng to pay her money for buying fried eggs.

Looking at it now, the omelette has completely conquered her, and Gu Zheng doesn't have to worry about someone coming to the door to ask for debts.

"Of course, I said something delicious, how could it be wrong!"

Gu Zheng hid in the kitchen and sent messages happily, another person who was conquered by his omelette, this Gu Zheng was full of confidence, and now it seems that this test is not so difficult to complete, and everyone who has eaten his omelette has been conquered by him.

"Let's go!"

Mu Mu didn't ask if she could buy another one, she agreed with the waiter's previous words, such a delicious thing, just eat it once, and eating it continuously will affect the beauty in her heart.

Her companion reluctantly got up, and looked back at the kitchen as he did.

"Wait, you haven't eaten your wontons yet!"

The waiter suddenly stopped them, and the two asked for two wontons and two fried eggs, but now that the fried eggs are eaten, the wontons don't move, and they are almost cold there.