Chapter 114: Start working under your feet, one waist and one horse

Qin Luo, who had been standing still, finally moved. He glared at his feet, patted the kitchen counter with his right hand, and the eggs suddenly rose into the sky.
You know, that is a basket of eggs, there are dozens of them.
Everyone can't understand it. These are dozens of eggs. Throw them into the sky, and even ten people will not be able to follow them.
Then in the incredible eyes of everyone, Qin Luo's body holding the bowl turned into a flash of lightning, and the mouth of the bowl was touched by the egg. The egg cracked and the clear egg white separated from the egg yolk and fell into the bowl.
Then Qin Luo shouted violently in the eyes of everyone's surprise, and then shot out like lightning.
"Da da da da da!" The rhythmic beating egg flower sounded again.
Qin Luo beats the eggs with one hand, pulls the iron pan with one hand, lights it, and cooks it!
The three iron pans suddenly turned red.
boom! The audience broke out!
"Okay! It's amazing!"
"This technique is absolutely perfect."
"How could he be so fast?"
However, Qin Luo did not stop at all, and directly pulled out a one-meter long spatula from under the stove.
Steps underfoot, human waist and horse united, right hand shaking, like a rainstorm pear blossom, a spear flower appeared out of thin air.
A bit of cold light came first, and then snatched Rulong. At this moment, Qin Luo was not like a cook, but a general who went to battle to kill the enemy.
But at this moment, the sound of music suddenly rushed, and Qin Luo smiled slightly, and sang directly: "I have three and a half years of fried rice."
"I'm in charge every day, I'm not lazy."
"..."
"Hey egg fried rice, it's the easiest and the most difficult. The rice should be separated and the egg should be covered."
"Hey egg fried rice is the easiest and the most difficult. This topic is too tricky, but my craftsmanship is not general, hey egg fried rice is the easiest and most difficult..."
Outside the kitchen, everyone froze in place, how to cook and sang songs! And the singing is pretty good.
"I'll go, what on earth did this guy grow up with?"
"The math is awesome, the computer is awesome, even the cooking is so awesome?"
"..."
Qin Luo stirred the eggs, turning a deaf ear to everyone's words. He swept the egg liquid with his big arm and splashed it into each pot evenly.
Zi Zi Zi!
A burst of egg scent hits the whole kitchen instantly.
Immediately afterwards, Qin Luo patted the table again, and the green onions that had already been cleaned rose directly into the sky, drew a wonderful arc in the air, and landed neatly on the cutting board. Qin Luo held a knife in his right hand and began to chop up the green onion.
But this time the chopped green onion did not stay on the cutting board honestly, but all shot up and dropped into the pot prepared on the side.
However, Qin Luo still didn't stop, he patted the stove with his right hand heavily, and the prepared "overnight meal" fell into the pot accurately.
Chopped green onion, egg liquid, and rice are mixed at the same time.
"Hey, egg fried rice, the easiest and most difficult..."
The audience outside the kitchen has been attracted by Qin Luo's dazzling performance. They are in rhythm with the rhythm. It is not like a kitchen at all. It is more like a concert. It is just a visual feast.
"Singing, chopping vegetables, fried rice, my God, he has one mind and three things."
"What kind of cooking skills is this..."
"..."
"Wow!" When the carrots came out of the pot, the scent came out instantly, sweeping through the fields.