MTL - A Mouthful of Sky-high Fried Rice, Lao Tang Apprenticed on the Spot-Chapter 66 sought after

  Chapter 66

  Wu Lei's exclamation stunned the audience in the live broadcast room.

  He knows this guy?

   But what surprised the audience even more was that Liu Yifei and Zhao Jinmai also came up to laugh and tease Li Yi.

   "Wow! Brother Yi is so handsome today!"

   "Eh? Which stylist did your hair? It suits you so well!"

  Seeing that they were also chatting with Li Yi familiarly, the audience was even more puzzled.

  How do these celebrities know this person?

  For a while, the barrage was filled with inquiries.

"who is he?"

   "The village is connected to the Internet, who can tell me, who is this great god?"

   "Why do you know him? Am I falling behind?"

  At this time, Li Yi's fans in the live broadcast room finally found an opportunity and launched barrages one after another.

   "This is my brother Yi! The **** of fried rice!"

   "Hasn't anyone watched last week's "Challenge the Limits"? He is in it, a beef noodle sells for 20,000 yuan, Diao Deyi."

  Seeing these bullet screens, the audience of the show seemed to understand.

   "Oh, so it's the chef of this season."

   "The **** of fried rice? Anyone can be called a **** now? Then I declare that I am the **** of fried rice!"

   Li Yi's fans felt a little funny when they saw the taunting barrage from the audience.

   "When you ridicule others, do you know that a bowl for a meal is worth more than 20 million yuan?"

   "Don't talk nonsense if you don't know the situation. They really earn millions of dollars a month, which can be calculated."

  In the program screen, Huang Xiaoming has already stepped forward to talk: "My lord chef, hello, I am Huang Xiaoming, the manager of this season's Chinese restaurant, and I was ordered to come here for business."

  As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Yifei turned around and smiled and said, "Brother Ming, we just met this morning, so there's no need to act out this?"

   Huang Xiaoming was exposed, and said helplessly: "Don't you have to follow the procedure?"

As he said that, he shook his head, turned to the camera, and introduced with a smile: "This is our special guest for this season, Li Yi, he is a very good chef, I have eaten the beef noodles he made, really of…"

   Having said that, he stopped for a while, swallowed his saliva, and then continued: "It's really, really delicious!"

  Hearing his introduction, the barrage audience was a little surprised.

   "What's delicious about beef noodles? No matter how delicious it is, isn't it a bowl of noodles?"

   "Is Huang Xiaoming swallowing his saliva? It's very, very delicious? Isn't it? What haven't you eaten when you're a star? It's just a bowl of beef noodles. Is it that exaggerated?"

  In the barrage, there were barrages from Li Yi's fans.

   "The beef noodles are made of pure beef!"

   "It's not as simple as beef noodles. It's a set meal. The noodles are made of pure meat. There is also a serving of Dengying beef and a serving of Qiankun eggs."

  In the satellite car outside, Wang Tian looked at the live barrage, and immediately ordered: "Okay, just cut it now!"

  The director imported the prepared material into the live broadcast screen.

   That was a video intercepted from the program "Challenge the Limits". The content was a clip of Zhao Jinmai and Yang Shaoyue going to Li Yi's stall to eat noodles.

  Following that, there was a clip of Li Yi's live broadcast, in which there was a picture of him cooking rice, and there was a text introduction next to it, accompanied by the voice of the narrator.

   "The master is among the folks. This season, we have invited a mysterious folk master chef."

"He is the first private chef in China who reproduced the emperor's fried rice. He is also the private owner of the only two sets of imperial golden bowls in the Qianlong period - Wanshou Wujiang Bowl. His cooking skills are worth thousands of gold, but they are genuine. This season, What kind of ultimate delicacy will he bring us? Stay tuned!"

  The short film ended, and the screen switched back to the program scene again.

  But in the live broadcast of the show, almost all the barrages were discussing Li Yi.

   "Emperor fried rice? True or false?"

   "No, isn't it a bit against the heavens to sell such amazing fried rice for 10,000 yuan?"

   "They use the best ingredients, can't you see the big abalone in the video?"

   "Wait a minute, did he say at the end of the clip that he wanted to cook rice with water? Really? Don't tease me."

   "Why did you just drag a cook from a roadside stall? Can it work? Did the show crew get scammed?"

   "Laughing, people can do it, but the chefs in big hotels may not be able to do it yet!"

   There was a lot of discussion in the live broadcast room of the program, and Li Yi's own live broadcast room next door also suddenly flooded with many viewers. They all found them from the live broadcast room of the program.

   "Is this the live broadcast room of the fried rice boy in the Chinese restaurant?"

   "10,000 yuan for a serving of fried rice? Is it true or not?"

  They asked questions in the live broadcast room, asking about Li Yi's authenticity.

  The audience in the live broadcast responded one after another.

   "Watch the video by yourself, and you can find it with a search."

   "Of course it's true! The price is clearly marked, and all the ingredients are real, and you can't eat them now, because the ingredients are used up."

  Li Yi has no time to watch the barrage right now, he is discussing the division of labor with Huang Xiaoming and the others.

   "I need two helpers in the back kitchen."

  He made the request directly.

   "Me! I'm here to help!"

  Wu Lei immediately raised his hand: "I don't want a salary! One serving of fried rice for every 100 kilometers!"

   "Choose me choose me!"

  Zhao Jinmai also raised his hand to sign up: "I can do everything! Especially pickle garlic. They call me pickle garlic old girl in my hometown!"

  Liu Yifei smiled and said nothing, just looked at Li Yi with expectant eyes.

Huang Xiaoming cleared his throat and said, "Let's do it! I'm the store manager. I'll make the decision. You young people are physically strong and in charge of the front office. I'm older. I'll help in the back kitchen. It's such a happy decision. "

   Wu Lei shook his head when he heard the words: "No, no, no! Brother Xiao Ming, listen to me, the kitchen work is too tiring, and we young people have good physical strength, so we have to share more!"

  Zhao Jinmai approached Huang Xiaoming and looked at him suspiciously: "Brother Xiaoming, are you stealing food for convenience?"

   "Ahem!"

  Huang Xiaoming was overwhelmed and coughed in embarrassment.

  In the live broadcast room of the show, watching them fight, the audience was confused.

   "Is this Li Yi so popular? Why are you rushing to help him?"

   "Haha! Brother Yi is so popular!"

   "Brother Xiao Ming, you are not losing weight!"

   "What is water fried rice? Is it delicious?"

   Facing the scramble of several people, Li Yi raised his hand to stop, and then ordered two people: "I don't need so many people, Yi Fei, Wu Lei, you can just help me in the back kitchen."

"yeah!"

  Liu Yifei cheered and jumped up.

"a ha ha ha!"

  Wu Lei smiled as if he had won a five million lottery, and jumped up to hang on Li Yi's body.

   "Go! Don't make trouble!"

  Li Yi shook him off helplessly, and asked Huang Xiaoming, "Can you work?"

  Huang Xiaoming was not selected, he was a little disappointed, he shook his head and said: "You have the final say on the kitchen, you can say what you need."

   "Okay, Wu Lei, come with me."

  Li Yi nodded, took Wu Lei into the kitchen, and then opened the refrigerator in the back kitchen. There were three large pots in the cabinet. In the pots were the beans that Li Yi had soaked in yesterday afternoon.

   The three colors of beans, gold, black, and green, have absorbed water, and each of them is full of grains, which look crystal clear when soaked in water.

   "Come and help."

   Li Yi signaled to Wu Lei, and the two brought out a pot full of soaked Heihe golden beans.

  The five catties of golden beans have absorbed enough water, and even the water weighed twenty catties.

  Put the basin on the operating table, Li Yi grabbed a handful of beans, observed the soaking condition, and nodded in satisfaction.

  Following, he came to the stone mill next to him, took a large bucket, and placed it under the pulp outlet of the stone mill.

   Grabbing a handful of beans, he put them into the stone mill hole. He grabbed the handle and turned it.

   Sand~! Sand~!

  The stone mill made a slight friction sound, and soon, a circle of pale yellow soybean milk flowed out from the gap under the stone mill.

   "That's it, while adding beans, while turning, understand?"

  Li Yi turned around and asked Wu Lei.

   "Got it! It's so easy!"

  Wu Lei nodded repeatedly.

   "Okay, I'll leave it to you."

  Li Yi stepped aside and pointed to a pot full of beans behind him: "This pot is all ground out."

"ah?"

  Wu Lei was stunned: "All?"

   "Yes, all of them."

  Li Yi smiled and said to Liu Yifei: "Let's go shopping for vegetables, and when we come back, he should be almost finished."

"good!"

  Liu Yifei still remembered the fun of the farmer's market, so she nodded happily.

  Li Yi patted Wu Lei on the shoulder: "Young man, come on, work hard, and bring you delicious food when you come back."

   After finishing speaking, he took Liu Yifei and went out.

  Wu Lei turned the stone mill with a dazed expression, adding soybeans into it.

   After turning around for a while, he suddenly realized.

   What he did was done by a donkey in ancient times!

  (end of this chapter)