Chapter 114 Start the work at the foot, the waist and the horse are one

Qin Luo, who had been standing in the same place, finally moved, glared at his feet, slapped his right hand on the kitchen counter, and the eggs suddenly rose into the sky.

You know, that's a bunch of eggs, there are dozens of them.

Everyone couldn't understand it. These were dozens of eggs. If they were thrown into the sky, even if ten people came up, they could not pick them up.

Then, under the incredible gaze of everyone, Qin Luo's body holding the bowl turned into a bolt of lightning, the mouth of the bowl touched the egg, the egg shattered, and the clear egg white separated from the yolk and fell into the bowl.

Then, in the eyes of everyone's astonished eyes, Qin Luo shouted, and then shot like lightning.

"Da da da da da!" The rhythmic egg-beating voice sounded again.

Qin Luo beat the eggs with one hand, pulled the iron pot with one hand, set it on fire, and burned the pot!

The three iron pans suddenly turned red.

boom! The audience exploded!

"Okay! It's amazing!"

"This method is absolutely perfect."

"How could he be so fast?"

However, Qin Luo didn't stop at all, and took out a large one-meter-long spatula from under the stove.

Steps are started at the foot, the human waist and horse are united, and the right hand shakes, like a pear flower in a rainstorm, a spear flower appears out of thin air.

A little Hanmang came first, and then grabbed Rulong. At this moment, Qin Luo didn't look like a chef at all, but a general who went into battle to kill the enemy.

At this moment, the music suddenly hurried, Qin Luo smiled slightly, and sang directly: "Just a finger, I have fried rice for three and a half years."

"I'm in charge of the spoon every day, flip the pot, but I'm not lazy."

"..."

"Hey egg fried rice, the easiest and the most difficult. The rice has to be separated into pieces, and it has to be coated with eggs."

"Hey egg fried rice is the easiest and the most difficult. This topic is too tricky, but my skills are not general. Hey egg fried rice is the easiest and the most difficult...""

Outside the kitchen, everyone froze in place, how to cook and cook and actually sang songs! And it sings pretty well.

"I'm going, what did this guy eat to grow up?"

"Mathematics, computers, and even cooking?"

"..."

While stirring the eggs, Qin Luo turned a deaf ear to everyone's words. He swept away the egg liquid with his big arm, and evenly fell into each pot.

Zizizi!

A burst of egg scent hits instantly, diffused throughout the kitchen.

Immediately afterwards, Qin Luo patted the table again, and the green onions that had already been cleaned rose directly into the sky, streaked a wonderful arc in the air, and landed neatly on the cutting board. Qin Luo held the knife in his right hand and began to cut the chopped green onion.

But this time, the chopped green onion didn't stay on the chopping board honestly, and all shot up and fell into the pot prepared on the side.

However, Qin Luo still didn't stop, he patted his right hand heavily on the stove, and the prepared "overnight meal" fell into the pot accurately.

Chopped green onion, egg liquid, rice, mixed with each other at the same time.

"Hey, egg fried rice, the easiest and the hardest..."

The audience outside the kitchen was already fascinated by Qin Luo's dazzling performance. They were rhythmically rapping in harmony with the rhythm. It didn't look like a kitchen at all. It was more like a concert. It was a visual experience. feast.

"Singing, chopping vegetables, frying rice, my God, he has three uses."

"What kind of cooking skills is this..."

"..."

"Wow!" The carrots were put into the pot, and the aroma instantly swept the nostrils, sweeping the eight wastes.