Chapter 179

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Protagonist:

Lu Feng

Lu Feng took the wok, tossed it in his hand a couple of times, and felt this wok was much lighter than the one he used in his shop.

After getting used to the weight, he put the wok under the faucet and carefully rinsed it once with dish soap.

After washing the pot clean and placing it on another stove, Lu Feng took two tomatoes out of the sink and washed them carefully, then took four eggs from the cabinet.

"I'm starting." Lu Feng took an empty bowl, turned to Li Jiang and said, "I do one step, you follow and do one step."

"Wait a moment!"

Lu Feng was just about to crack an egg when Li Jiang suddenly shouted, and without waiting for Lu Feng to react, he hurriedly ran out of the kitchen.

Lu Feng stopped moving, hearing a clattering sound from the living room, and couldn't help but feel a bit puzzled.

What is this?

Two minutes later, Li Jiang ran back from the living room holding a phone holder.

He fixed the phone beside the chopping board, carefully adjusted the angle, confirmed the lens could fully capture Lu Feng, then nodded satisfied: "Alright! I'm recording your cooking process, so even after you leave I can practice by watching the video."

Lu Feng smiled; this kid, just to learn tomato scrambled eggs, his brain had suddenly become sharper than before.

Although Li Jiang was a bit slow, he was quite persistent.

Lu Feng nodded and officially began teaching Li Jiang: "First step, crack the eggs."

He spoke and acted at the same time, holding an egg in each hand and lightly tapping them against the rim of the bowl; with a slight exertion, the egg white and yolk fell into the bowl.

His movements were incredibly smooth; such a simple act of cracking an egg seemed to flow like clouds and water.

The remaining two eggs also flowed into the bowl in his hands after two light sounds.

"Did you see clearly?"

Lu Feng turned his head and looked at Li Jiang beside him.

Li Jiang stared intently at Lu Feng's hands, showing great interest in his smooth one-handed egg-cracking motion just now, his eyes clearly writing "want to learn."

Hearing Lu Feng's words, Li Jiang nodded confidently.

Lu Feng's movements were so neat just now; he definitely would learn it at once.

This move looks quite cool; if he shows off in front of Su Yue tomorrow, wouldn't it brighten her eyes?

Li Jiang imitated Lu Feng's movements, holding an egg in each hand, and slammed them hard against the bowl rim, squeezing with both hands at once.

With two light "crack" sounds, he crushed the eggshells in one grip, the yolk burst in Li Jiang's palm, and egg white and yolk flowed down between his fingers.

No one knew how much force Li Jiang used; after he squeezed the eggs burst, egg white and yolk flew everywhere.

Luckily Lu Feng reacted quickly and retreated a step in a flash, otherwise he would have suffered too.

"Damn! What happened?"

Li Jiang shook the sticky egg liquid off his hand hard, looked at the egg white splattered on his body, and immediately started shouting.

Then he grabbed a few sheets of kitchen paper and wiped casually twice, took another egg with an unwilling look: "Again! I didn't get the force right just now..."

This time he deliberately used less force, but the egg was still crushed in his hand, and the egg liquid mixed with broken shell fell into the bowl together.

Lu Feng watched speechlessly from the side.

Li Jiang's movement didn't look like cracking an egg, but more like squeezing juice.

Seeing him pick up another egg, Lu Feng couldn't help but stop him: "Enough, enough, stop wasting eggs! One-handed egg cracking is too difficult for you; don't worry about these details, just crack the eggs normally."

If Li Jiang continued like this, no matter how many eggs were at home, they wouldn't be enough for him to waste.

Li Jiang's hands were covered in slime, sticky and very uncomfortable; he rinsed them clean with water and looked at the eggs on the chopping board somewhat unwillingly.

He had just thought Lu Feng's one-handed egg-cracking move just now was very cool; if he learned it, he could show off when cooking for Su Yue later.

Li Jiang took another egg and was about to try again.

Lu Feng frowned and stared at him with a cold gaze.

The meaning of that look was obvious: if you waste eggs again, I'll throw you out the window.

Li Jiang swallowed nervously, temporarily gave up the idea, and hurriedly said: "Fine, fine, I'll crack them properly."

Under Lu Feng's stern gaze, he obediently cracked the four eggs.

But Li Jiang hadn't given up in his heart.

After Lu Feng left, he had to find over a dozen eggs to practice well!

Lu Feng went over to look at the eggs Li Jiang had cracked, saw no eggshells had fallen into the bowl, and then began the next step.

"Next, stir in one direction with chopsticks to beat the eggs."

Lu Feng spoke while picking up chopsticks and stirring quickly in the bowl.

His movements were fast and steady; his wrist shook slightly, guiding the chopsticks to draw circles in the bowl.

The egg liquid in the bowl was stirred into a golden color, gradually floating a layer of fine foam.

Li Jiang watched his movements and picked up chopsticks to imitate him.

Compared to Lu Feng's smooth movements, his were much clumsier; the chopsticks poked a few times in the bowl, and the egg white and yolk tangled together.

Li Jiang stopped after stirring a couple of times and shook his slightly sore arm: "Fengzi, is this okay?"

Lu Feng glanced at the egg liquid in his bowl: "Far from it. Stir in one direction with chopsticks, at least twenty more times, keep stirring until foam forms, so the eggs fried later will be fluffy."

Li Jiang curled his lips and muttered: "So many particulars..."

Although he complained a bit, he still obediently followed instructions, gritting his teeth and stirring hard in the bowl.

His movements were a bit large, and quite a bit of egg liquid splashed out of the bowl.

Li Jiang stirred while counting, and when he reached the twentieth stir, he stopped, watching a layer of fine bubbles finally rise to the surface of the bowl. He hurriedly held it up before Lu Feng: "Look! There are bubbles! Is that enough?"

Lu Feng glanced at it. The foam was there, but it looked sparse, still far from being fully mixed.

Still, he didn't make things difficult for Li Jiang, nodding: "Fine, you barely pass."

Afterward, Lu Feng walked to the gas stove, reached out and turned on the switch, and blue flames baked the bottom of the pot.

"What is this step for?"

Li Jiang watched his movements and asked casually, also turning on the switch of the gas stove.

"This step is to dry the moisture left in the pot, otherwise when the oil is poured in later it will splash everywhere."

Lu Feng said, glancing at the wok in front of Li Jiang: "Your pot has no water, what are you lighting the fire for? You're abusing the pot like this, and in a moment you'll burn a hole through the bottom!"

This wok, replaced only a week ago, now under Li Jiang's destruction, who knows how much longer it can last.

"You didn't say earlier..."

Li Jiang scratched his head, muttered a sentence quietly, and hurriedly turned off the fire again.

Just now he only cared about copying Lu Feng's movements, and hadn't thought at all about why he lit the fire.

"I'm telling you right now, aren't I?"

Lu Feng shook his head helplessly: "Learning to cook isn't just watching movements; you have to use your brain too."

Li Jiang was left speechless, and could only stare at the pot in front of Lu Feng.

The moisture in the wok evaporated in no time. Lu Feng reached up to test the temperature, turned to Li Jiang and said: "The pot is already hot. Next, prepare to pour the oil."

Li Jiang perked up at once, staring unblinkingly at Lu Feng's movements, secretly looking forward to his next move.