The audience was stunned. What else did they move?

Then he saw the backstage door slowly opened. Two big men walked out of the door, carrying a big pot with a diameter of nearly one meter.

"I'll go! I've never seen such a big pot before."

"I have seen it. In my hometown, I used to use such a large pot at home. Does the Grandmaster want to use such a large pot to cook?"

"If it's an ordinary small wok, how many times will it score if you want to make a meal worth 500 people? You can't fry 500 times, even a serving of one minute, it will take several hours."

"What makes sense is that this master has martial arts and is extremely strong, and can control it even with such a large wok."

Then the audience was stunned. After the two big men, two big men came out, carrying a pot of the same size.

"What? Is the Grandmaster trying to cook with two pots?"

"Wow, it's so amazing, Brother Word, you can use it with one mind!"

"No, there is a third one."

"Oh my God! There is still a fourth."

"Fifth mouth!!!"

As the pot was moved out one by one, the audience was so shocked that they couldn't even speak, and someone began to count in a low voice.

"Ten...eleven...twelve...twelve...twelve...twelve...twelve...twelve...twelve...twelve..."

The sound was still very small and chaotic at first, but gradually the sound became louder and louder, gradually converging into a torrent.

"Forty-seven...forty-eight...forty-nine...fifty!!!"

"Oh my God, fifty pots! Do you want to use fifty pots to cook at the same time?"

"My eyes are blurred, right?"

"That's right, it's just fifty mouthfuls, not more than one mouthful, not more than one mouthful!"

"Is there really anyone in this world who can use fifty things at the same time? This is too ridiculous, right?"

"I understand, maybe it's a stew. If you stew it at the same time with fifty pots, it would be almost the same."

"Oh? Stew. What is stew?"

"It's a local dish in the Northeast. I remember that there are pork stewed with vermicelli, chicken stewed with mushrooms, Demoli fish, etc. It's like this, washing and cutting the vegetables in this big iron pot, putting them all in it, adding water, and stewing them all, not to mention that it's very delicious. I think about it twice. This is what I ate when I was traveling to Northeast China."

"Oh, that's it. If you say that, it's not impossible to cook together with fifty pots."

Just as the audience was talking, fifty strong men walked out of the backstage gate, all of which were carrying simple stoves. The so-called stoves were a hollow steel bracket with gas tanks inside.

There are many people and great power. Fifty stoves with large iron pots are assembled instantly, forming a large circle around the original stove, which looks spectacular.

"This show is simply!"

"Fifty pots are worthy of being the master's work."

"I'm like seeing what the heir wants to cook now?"

"Who isn't it? This grand occasion is unprecedented. Fifty chefs are cooking at the same time. It's terrifying to have fifty chefs cooking at the same time."

Just as the audience was speculating about what Ye Qiu wanted to do, a hundred big men quickly returned.

"This is to get the ingredients. I think there is definitely not enough of just a few things on the stove. Let's see if we can tell from the ingredients what the master wants to do."

"Oh, this idea is good. Look, the person is here!"

Then everyone's breathing was stagnant in an instant, because they saw a group of big men carrying dozens of pots of white rice and quickly walked out of the backstage. Then they saw baskets of eggs, two baskets of green onions, a large transparent oil tank, and a cylindrical barrel.

Seeing this, everyone almost knew what was going on, and they all looked at Ye Qiu in disbelief.

This is also obvious.

Scallions + eggs + rice = egg fried rice!

"I'll go! Is this making fried rice with eggs?"

"Really, is such a great master making fried rice with eggs?"

"Are I blind? Is it that I'm just making fried rice with eggs?"

"What a husky..."

Dissatisfied voices suddenly appeared on the Internet.

"cut……"

"After a long time, it turned out to be fried rice. I thought it was such a high-end thing."

"Who can't cook egg fried rice? I'll cook it when I was eight years old."

"I'll fry it when I was four years old."

"Don't brag upstairs..."

"Agree upstairs and hit the face upstairs."

There were even some more unpleasant sounds.

"I think this so-called master of cooking is selling dog meat with the help of sheep. He is quite good at speaking. Kung Fu may be real kung Fu, but I can't see how clever this cooking skill is."

"I'm talking more about it, I'm a master of cooking. I haven't seen any better cooking skills. I basically spend most of my time talking."

"Egg fried rice, I'm so laughing."

After seeing the ingredients, not only the audience, but also the users on the Internet were disappointed.

Actually, it’s not like that. After all, Ye Qiu’s podium is so big that everyone thinks it’s going to open their eyes, but they find it’s just ordinary fried rice, which is a psychological gap.

This is how people are. When expectations cannot be satisfied, disappointment follows.

Ye Qiu shook his head and said to the disappointed audience in the audience.

"Do you really think fried rice is simple? I remember I just said that there are a thousand flavors in a thousand hands. The so-called peak of skills is not to create something unique, but to create the same dish and make a better taste.

The root cause of whether the dish is delicious is not the dish, but the dish.

For example, you all cook at home, then who do you think cooking is better than the chefs in the restaurant?

Do you all think that fried rice with eggs is very simple and can be made by individuals? So good, who dares to come up and compare with me, and who makes fried rice with eggs with more delicious?"

Hearing Ye Qiu say this, the audience suddenly stopped.

Everyone realized that. Isn’t that the same dish? Why do some people cook delicious food and some people cook bad food?

If everyone cooks the same delicious food, then all the restaurants in the world will be covered with bad stalls!

Why can’t you figure out such a simple truth?

"Hey, don't say it, it makes sense to hear from the Grandmaster."

Seeing that there was no sound in the audience, Ye Qiu nodded with satisfaction and continued: "The more precious the delicious food, the more ordinary it seems, on the surface, and is this plate of fried rice really as simple as imagined?

How much simplest wisdom does an egg, a few chopped green onions, and a bowl of rice contain?
Chapter completed!