It looks like the map of China.

Moreover, chicken heads, cocktails, and chicken feathers all have their own colors. They are made up of natural colors of various ingredients, but they look natural and have no craftsmanship.

That's fine. When Cai Pinlong picked up chopsticks of fried rice from the chicken head and put it into his mouth, the proud figure, who had been ignorant for a long time, was silent for a while before saying, "It turned out to be a blind spot!

Just a bite of fried rice, I tasted the freshness of the white meat of sauerkraut, the thick and greasy pork stewed with vermicelli, and the special freshness of Songjiang carp?

but"

Chu Hu smiled and said, "But in the end, I have to admit that this is still a fried rice. Because those tastes with regional colors, although there are, are like the wind passing through the forest. After enjoying it, they will pass it, and the layers are clear and you will never mess around.

At the end of the meal, the unique taste of fried rice and the strong rice aroma will still occupy our mouths.

This is indeed the most special fried rice I have ever eaten.”

"I ate the mutton on the back of the chicken. After a slight smell of smell, I felt full of fragrance."

Yi Zhiyu stared at the stage with wide eyes and suddenly shouted loudly, "Thirty pots of soup understand, I understand!"

"It's really clever. The soup retains a special flavor in the rice, but because the rice is hard and it is quickly stir-fried, it forms an isolation layer on the surface of the rice grains and will not be completely assimilated by these soups. This way, while retaining the flavor of the fried rice, it can also retain the flavor that the fried rice should have!"

"Not only that, whether you eat from the south to the north, or from the east to the west, the flavors of various regions will always be completely combined with the aroma of rice in the end, and only one taste and one sound are left in the end!"

"Wonderful! Wonderful! Wonderful!

A plate of fried rice allows us to eat all the major dishes, but they are just the most common rice on the tables of ordinary people!

This is the delicacy that is worthy of becoming a Chinese national dish!

This is the national dish that is qualified to represent China!”

Various arguments and praises kept ringing in the xx conference hall, and finally only gathered into one voice.

"Today, our great China finally has its own national food!

Today, our China finally has the world's first chef god!"

"Master Zhou!"

"Cheer Zhou!"

The whole book is over
Chapter completed!