Chapter 8 It's Onion! I added onions!

The flame was strong, and the casserole used to cook the rice boiled instantly.

Water vapor continuously rises from the joint of the lid, and the lid keeps colliding with the casserole.

Klang Klang!

Thump thump!

Thirty seconds later, Zhenxiu retracted his left hand and held the handle of the casserole, showing a clockwise rotation on the flame.

This is done to make the heating more even.

Afterwards, Zhenxiu put the casserole on the flame again.

After the last fire, Zhenxiu slapped his left hand vigorously, and the palm wind directly bounced the lid of the casserole open, revealing the rice that had been formed inside.

The white-flowered rice exudes a tempting aroma, and the white water vapor rises.

This aroma is the most natural flavor, without any carving.

But even so, this rice is very moving.

Zhenxiu grasped the handle again and turned the casserole upside down, and the rice in it was poured into the bowl that was already prepared.

At this time, the char siu that the right hand has been grilling is finally finished.

With the left hand, he pulled out one of the seven-star knives placed aside, Wenqu Knife, also known as the roast knife, which is specially used to cut cooked food.

At this time, it is most suitable for the roasted pork.

With a flash of light from the knife, the roasted char siu was instantly cut into neat seven equal parts, falling on the white rice.

The sauce on the surface melts into the rice below with the heat.

He picked up a vegetable stalk in his right hand, placed it in boiling water with salt, and blanched it instantly, then placed it next to the char siu, showing a circular arc, occupying the edge of the bowl.

Just when Madara thought that the real cultivation had been completed, the real cultivation took out an egg.

The ordinary eggs look unpretentious.

Zhenxiu stretched out his right hand, Chakra condensed in his body.

"drink!"

Zhen Xiu let out a soft drink, and there was a flame rising above that right palm!

Shaolin's unique learning!

Fire Cloud Palm!

Of course, there is no such secret technique in this world.

Therefore, this is just a special kind of fire escape.

"A flame is condensed directly on the palm? This kind of chakra use is kind of interesting."

Madara was surprised again. He had never thought of this method.

In just over a minute, Madara has seen two different ways of using Fire Escape Chakra.

And all he hadn't thought of before.

For a while, Madara felt that he had a lot of ideas again.

If he joins his own fire escape, he may collide with different sparks.

Ninjas must also be creative.

Looking at Zhenxiu again, the moment the flame ignited in his right palm, he grabbed the egg with his left hand and tapped it gently on the table, knocking the egg into a small crack.

Then, forcefully squeeze the egg from the middle with your left hand!

Beat eggs with one hand!

The yolk of the egg is clear, falling from a height, and falling straight into the flame of the right palm.

In a moment of contact, the egg yolk and egg white have condensed and are also covered on the rice.

At this time, there are already three decorations on top of the rice: char siew, cabbage, and soft-boiled egg.

Arrange!

It is also a science in cooking.

Good presentation can not only improve the appearance, but also increase the price.

The three occupies a territory each, red, green, white, yellow, and Jing are distinct, and the colors are bright, this is the color!

The faint scent comes out of the rice, coupled with the gravy aroma of char siu, the sweetness of cabbage, this is fragrant!

Just the color and fragrance, this bowl of char siu rice is the ultimate.

Zhen Xiu grinned, put his chopsticks on the bowl, and then gently pushed.

The bowl went straight to the spot along the long table, and when it arrived in front of him, it stopped immediately.

"Specially made for real repair! Depressed ecstasy rice! Please taste it!"

Looking at the bowl of char siu rice in front of him, Madara came back to his senses.

"Sadly ecstasy rice? Humph, it's just a bowl of ordinary barbecued pork rice. Wouldn't you fool me with this kind of stuff?"

Zhenxiu smiled confidently.

"Just one bite, you will understand."

Ban Jiang was skeptical, but still picked up his chopsticks.

After all, he was still quite curious about what kind of flavor the flamboyant way of making the scene just now can make.

Picking up a piece of char siu, putting it in your mouth, lightly biting, Ma's face changed!

"This smell..."

Madara did not continue to speak, and the speed of using his chopsticks instantly increased.

A gust of wind and clouds!

In less than a minute, that bowl of char siu rice actually entered Ma's mouth.

Only the sound of Madara swallowing remained in the quiet Qiwei.

Snapped!

Putting the empty bowl on the table, Madara smiled with satisfaction.

There is not even a grain of rice left in a bowl of barbecued pork rice.

The taste of this last item is self-evident.

How is this done?

Madara's heart was full of doubts.

Each piece of char siu gravy is locked inside, like a river converging.The muscles inside were all shattered and melted in the mouth, but it was chewy.

The rice is soft and delicious, not soft or hard, and has a slight sweet taste. The sauce on the surface is mixed with the rice, and it has an ultimate taste impact.

It stands to reason that if the gravy is so full, there will be a greasy feeling, but the refreshing taste of the vegetable sprouts makes the greasy feeling washed out before it can be produced.

Finally, this sweet-hearted poached egg is even more amazing.

The egg white skin that can be broken by blowing, is wrapped in egg yolk like soup, without the slightest smell, only a rich egg fragrance.

After the bite, there is a great sense of satisfaction in the entrance.

Madara recalled the shock of taste just now.

Even he himself didn't know why he felt so much.

I just think it's a bit strange not to say anything after eating this bowl of rice.

Suddenly, a feeling of sadness came up again.

Scenes of the friendship between the former and Zhujian came to my heart, and the joys and sorrows with my younger brother Senna also came one after another, and what happened today kept flashing past.

Tears actually seemed to fall from the corners of the eyes uncontrollably.

Realizing this, Madara immediately stabilized his mind.

"How can you feel this way."

Madara was shocked.

He has forgotten how long he has not wanted to cry.

Since I remembered things, the word cry has nothing to do with him.

But after eating this bowl of rice, he actually had the urge to cry.

"It's onions, I added onions."

Zhenxiu said at the right time.

onion?It turned out to be an onion.

No wonder this bowl of rice is called ecstasy rice?

Madara secretly said in her heart, closing her eyes, the taste in her mouth has not disappeared, and the delicacy still lingers between her mouth and teeth.

It was an experience he had never had since he was born.

He never knew that he would feel moved even if he eats.

He never knew that a bowl of rice can also affect his heartstrings.

This feeling is really wonderful.

Suddenly, Madara opened his eyes and looked at Zhenxiu with scorching eyes.

"This kind of deliciousness, I agree with you! Among the dishes I have eaten, I would like to call you the strongest!"

"Ding! Complete the task, conquer Uchiha Madara's taste buds, and get the reward dragon pattern. Storage space has been placed, please collect it by the host."

Zhenxiu smiled slightly, took off the hair band, and held it in his hand.

"The hospitality is poor!"