MTL - A Mouthful of Sky-high Fried Rice, Lao Tang Apprenticed on the Spot-Chapter 1 Fried rice for 0,000 yuan

  Chapter 1 Fried rice for 10,000 yuan

   At 9:30 in the evening, the side street of Luju Road in Yangcheng is very lively.

  Snack stalls are lined up one by one, forming a small food street.

  All the stalls were crowded with people, and some even had long queues.

  Only an inconspicuous stall at the end of the alley was empty, and there was no one there.

  There was only one young boss in his early twenties standing alone behind the stall.

  Two beauties who passed by were attracted by the boss's outstanding appearance and the clean and shiny pots and stoves.

  But when they saw the sign above the food stall, they all stopped in unison.

  They covered their mouths and whispered in surprise.

   "Am I reading that right? Is it 10,000 yuan each? No decimal point?"

   "Is this boss crazy? A fried rice on the street dares to sell for 10,000 yuan! Is his rice fried with gold?"

   While talking, they looked at the boss with disdain, as if they saw a lunatic robbing money.

  Their voices were not low, and Li Yi could completely hear them.

   But he just stood behind the booth with his hands behind his back, looking at the clean pots and stoves in thought.

   It has been a month since he traveled to this world.

  This is a world very similar to Earth, with similar history and culture.

   It's just that the live broadcast industry is extremely prosperous, and the money comes in the fastest.

  He is also a game anchor in this world.

  But because the level is too good, I started to be the king from the brass, but fell to the black iron after a year, so there has been no audience.

  After he traveled over here, he was planning to change careers and become a programmer just like in his previous life.

  But on the night after the crossing, he accidentally entered a mysterious space.

   That space was entered after he fell asleep. In that space, he became an apprentice in the ancient imperial dining room, learning to cook [Supreme Emperor Fried Rice] from a master chef named Song.

  He stayed in that space for seven years.

  But when he returned to reality after learning 【Supreme Emperor Fried Rice】, he found that only one night had passed in reality.

  He originally thought it was just a very real dream, but beside his bed, there was a bag of tribute rice, a can of chicken oil, and a bag of dried seafood.

   Those are the raw materials in the imperial dining room in the dream space!

  Recalling that dream space, he still remembers Master Song's words clearly.

   "Stir-frying is the most basic cooking technique, but it is also the most important. It tests the chef's understanding of the ingredients and the control of the heat."

   "Your master, I have been in the palace for twenty-seven years, and I can only cook this fried rice."

   "But there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the imperial dining room. Why is there one of the eighty-one stoves that belongs to me?"

   "Fried rice is the simplest meal. Ordinary people also make it at home, but if you study it to the extreme depths, there is a lot of knowledge in it. You! It’s still not good, and there is something to learn!"

  Li Yi counted the days, he stayed in that dream for seven full years, just to learn how to cook this [Supreme Emperor Fried Rice].

  During those seven years, he practiced hard day and night, cooking tens of thousands of fried rice, and finally cooked the perfect 【Supreme Emperor Fried Rice】.

   And the master in his dream also gave him the last task.

   "You have passed my test, but I don't count, you have to pass the test of His Majesty's emperor's tongue."

   "Only when His Majesty is satisfied with the meal, can it be considered the real [Supreme Emperor Fried Rice]."

   "Come on! Fry another one! Send it to Your Majesty. If you can get a reward of ten thousand gold from His Majesty, then my mantle can be passed on to you with confidence."

   After receiving the ingredients from the master, he woke up.

   In real time, only one night passed.

  When he first came back, he was still a little confused.

   Didn’t you ask him to make fried rice for the emperor? Why did you come back suddenly?

   But soon he understood.

  Do princes and generals like each other?

  Every diner is an emperor!

  Ever since he got out of the dream, he hasn't entered that mysterious space again, and for the next few days he slept until he woke up naturally.

  Obviously, he can't go back until he completes the task.

  So, he spent all his savings, ordered a snack truck, and changed his career to become a fried rice anchor.

  The task entrusted to him by the master is to get a reward of ten thousand gold.

  In ancient times, gold was actually copper, ten thousand gold, or ten thousand coins.

  Based on the ratio of one penny to one yuan, then he would have to sell a piece of fried rice for 10,000 yuan.

   This is undoubtedly the most expensive fried rice.

  But if you look at the ingredients, the price of this fried rice is really not expensive.

The bag of tribute rice is the tribute rice specially used for the emperor's fried rice in the imperial dining room. All of them are new rice of the year shipped from Wannian County, Jiangxi Province by special ship, and they are carefully selected one by one. Two meters cost the same as gold.

  And in that bag of dry goods, there are also the best Liao ginseng, half-headed top-quality dried abalone, billiard ball-sized scallops and so on.

  These ingredients alone are worth far more than 10,000 yuan.

   This is not counting the hard work he spent in the dream for seven years.

  So, even if a set of [Supreme Emperor Fried Rice] sells for 10,000 yuan, he feels that he is losing money!

  However, in order to complete the task, he still set the price of fried rice at 10,000 yuan per serving.

  However, 10,000 yuan of fried rice is obviously not affordable for ordinary people.

  He has been out of the stall for a week without selling a single fried rice.

  Looking at the phone, the screen is showing the screen of the live broadcast room, and the number of people in the upper right corner shows: 18.

  The title of the room is eight characters.

  "Life is not easy, Chef Masters"!

  Live broadcast announcement: Today's menu [Supreme Emperor Fried Rice] 10,000 yuan per serving, fried and eaten now, no takeaway.

  Looking at the live broadcast room with only a dozen people, Li Yi secretly sighed in his heart.

   When will it be possible to sell a copy of [Supreme Emperor Fried Rice]?

  In the live broadcast room, several bullet screens drifted slowly.

   "Fried rice for 10,000 yuan, how about stealing money?"

   "God of Cooking? What a big tone! Please Jade Emperor approve me to challenge him one-on-one!"

   "The anchor can obviously grab it, but he gave a bowl of fried rice, which is considered conscientious."

   "I didn't expect that I couldn't even afford fried rice."

   "Only a fool would eat 10,000 yuan of fried rice!"

   "I started watching it a week ago. This anchor just stood there every day when the broadcast started. It's been a week and he hasn't sold a single fried rice."

   "I see, it must be performance art! It satirizes the world where consumerism prevails!"

   "..."

  Li Yi didn't see these bullet screens, he had already turned around and wiped the stove again.

  A top chef's stove, cleanliness comes first.

  After carefully wiping the stove again, Li Yi looked up at the long queues in front of other stalls and the empty stall in front of him, and shook his head slightly.

  It seems that today is another busy day.

  At the same time, several people walked into the alley at the entrance of the alley.

   Someone was holding a fill light, someone was holding a camera, and the one walking in front was a fat man with a big head and round face, and his hair was combed back.

  People on both sides recognized him and greeted him one after another.

   "Old Tang! I'm your fan!"

   "Can I take a photo with you?"

   This person is a very popular Tandian gourmet blogger, named Tang Renjie, who was a chef. He turned out to be the head chef of the western restaurant of the Sheraton Hotel.

  He has tens of millions of fans all over the Internet, and his popularity is not low.

  Old Tang laughed along, took a photo with the fans, and asked by the way: "I heard that there is a fried rice here that sells for 10,000 yuan. Is it true?"

"real!"

  The fan was a girl, and raised her finger to the end of the alley: "I saw it when I came here with my friends, and it really sells for 10,000 yuan a piece!"

   "As long as there is one, I'm here to shoot this today."

Old Tang turned around, stood facing the camera, and recorded the opening title: "There are a lot of coins in the shop, the real and fake cooks said, and some fans said that there is a food stall in an alley here, and they dare to sell it for 10,000 yuan a piece." A portion of fried rice! Let’s take a look today, what kind of fried rice dares to sell for 10,000 yuan! Go! Take a look!”

  (end of this chapter)