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Just as Zhang Han placed the Heaven Fragrant Wood into the seasoning box, another two customers stepped into the restaurant.
For some reason, this time the two customers were women again. They seemed in their early twenties, and this was already the third wave of customers. All of them were women. Could it be that this restaurant was especially attractive to women?
"Hey, let us have a look at the menu."
One sharp-faced woman of the two said loudly. These two women looked a bit out of the ordinary. Their hair was yellow, mixed with purple, and they were dressed in a rather wild manner. Their appearance suggested that they were rebellious girls.
"There's no menu here, only Egg Fried Rice and milk for today." Zhang Han replied as he finished packing the Heaven Fragrant Wood.
"What?"
The sharp-faced woman opened her eyes wide and sneered. There was some ridicule in her tone, "Are you kidding? "What kind of restaurant is it if you only have for Egg Fried Rice?"
"What people would like to sell has nothing to do with you." After patting her on the shoulder to calm her down, the other woman looked at Zhang Han and asked, "How much is the Egg Fried Rice and milk here?"
She didn't even have a menu, nor did she know the price, so she felt she should ask first.
This time Zhang Han was a bit surprised. He had not thought about the price yet. After pondering for a while, he looked at the woman and asked her back, "How much is the Egg Fried Rice and milk elsewhere?"
Hm?
The woman frowned slightly. She began to feel that the restaurant was unqualified. But for the cleanliness of the restaurant, she would have doubted if this person had a business license.
"For a restaurant like yours, the Egg Fried Rice is usually about 28 yuan, and the milk about 8 per cup." The woman answered with a frown.
Usually, small restaurants or small vendors would sell Egg Fried Rice at a price of twelve yuan, and milk at three yuan, but for a clean and elegant restaurant like Zhang Han?s, the price would be relatively higher, just as the woman had said.
"Well, then here, one serving of Egg Fried Rice is 280 yuan and one cup of milk is 80 yuan." Zhang Han replied with a nod.
However, on hearing his words, the two women suddenly changed their expressions. Even Liang Mengqi cast a surprised glance at Zhang Han, wondering where he got the confidence to sell the food for ten times the normal price.
"Are you crazy?" The sharp-faced woman shouted in a high-pitched voice. "What kind of business do you do? Selling a dish of Egg Fried Rice for 280 yuan? The God of Cooking, Wang Long's Egg Fried Rice can be sold for five thousand yuan. Do you think you are the God of Cooking as well? Who do you think you are? If you were him, how come you are still here, running a small, shabby restaurant like this? "
Wang Long was a famous God of Cooking in Xiangjiang. His certainly deserved the reputation as the God of Cooking, for his culinary skills were very extraordinary, and even Zhou Chi's movie on the God of Cooking was based on him. In addition, Wang Long was a chef at many famous five-star restaurants in Xiangjiang, and his dishes were very popular among the upper class. Even many celebrities and important figures were his regulars.
That was why he was able to sell the Egg Fried Rice for five thousand yuan. In fact, his five-thousand-yuan Egg Fried Rice had always been heatedly discussed by people and had been on the headlines several times before.
Many people knew about this, but Zhang Han did not, and he was not interested in it either.
"Eat or out." Zhang Han frowned as he saw that Meng Meng was scared because of the girl's sharp voice. He lowered his voice and said, "Also, I don't know about Wang Long or Li Long. If he sells the food for five thousand, then I'll sell it for fifty thousand."
"Son of a?!" The sharp-faced woman was about to lose her temper when her friend pulled her down.
Although her friend was also dressed rather differently, it was obvious that she was relatively gentle. She was not happy about the price either, but her voice still sounded calm.
"Sir, the price you set is indeed a bit ridiculous. We can complain about you at the Consumer Association. Also, Wang Long is also selling his Egg Fried Rice for five thousand because he uses Thai fragrant rice which has been dried for a year. Not everyone can sell his Egg Fried Rice at such a high price."
"Oh?" Zhang Han glanced at the woman and said with disdain, "Nothing would be comparable to my rice, no matter it has been dried for one year or one hundred years. "
When it came to ingredients, there was no rice in this world, be it Thai fragrant rice, Australian fragrant rice or North American wild rice, that could compare to Zhang Han's rice, which was grown from the New Moon Mountain.
Moreover, even if there was a Martial World and Cultivation World on the earth, where people had seen the high-end rice before, one must not forget that the New Moon Mountain was a growing mountain, and right now, it was only at the beginning of its growth. After the three transformations of the Thunder Sun Tree, the New Moon Mountain would become a true treasure land. By then, the ingredients cultivated there would become truly incomparable.
"You are insane! This is just unreasonable! Let's go!"
The woman said angrily. She was afraid that the sharp-faced woman would get mad, so she grabbed her friend?s arm and they left the restaurant.
"Daddy, they're so fierce." Meng Meng whispered.
"Those people are just as ignorant as ants. There's no need to bother. Daddy is going to start cooking now. We are going to have our meal soon." Zhang Han smiled.
"Oh, alright then. I will ignore those ants." Meng Meng responded and turned her head to the television.
On sight of this, Liang Mengqi's expression stiffened. The corners of her mouth slightly twitched as she inwardly lamented Zhang Han's special method of education.
Just when Zhang Han was about to start cooking, Liang Mengqi said,
"Hey, are you really planning on selling this Egg Fried Rice for fifty thousand yuan?"
Fifty thousand yuan for a serving of Egg Fried Rice seemed a bit too much to Liang Mengqi. Although fifty thousand yuan was nothing to her, no one wanted to spend a large sum of money.
"280." Zhang Han replied without raising his head.
In Zhang Han's opinion, fifty thousand yuan for his Egg Fried Rice was a reasonable price. However, after some thought, he decided not to be too unusual. Ten times more than the normal price was fine.
"OK." Liang Mengqi nodded and said with a pout, "Hurry up and cook. I'm already very hungry."
"Hurry up, Meng Meng is hungry too." Meng Meng pouted and urged.
"Alright, the meal will be done soon." Zhang Han chuckled and started to cook.
There were several ways to cook Egg Fried Rice. The rice could be mixed with evenly beaten eggs. In that case, the Egg Fried Rice would be golden in color and the grains of rice would all be covered with eggs.
However, Zhang Han didn't intend to do that. Instead, he chose to fry the eggs and rice separately.
Therefore, Zhang Han first poured the eggs into the wok and stir-fried them, turning them into small pieces before getting them out of the wok. The eggs would become well-cooked very quickly, so they were not suitable for frying for a long time.
Then, he added some soy oil and some diced carrots into the wok, stir-fried it for a few times, and then added some rice. Then, after stir-frying it evenly, he poured some eggs and sprinkled in some salt and thirteen fragrances. Before he got the rice out of the wok, Zhang Han sprinkled some Heavenly Fragrance Wood to it, which immediately made the Egg Fried Rice smell better.
After finishing the Egg Fried Rice, Zhang Han split it into three parts.
The rice for him and Meng Meng were in two ceramic plates, and the milk in two glasses. Liang Mengqi was given a disposable lunch box, a disposable cup, and a pair of disposable chopsticks.
Zhang Han placed the Egg Fried Rice and two cups of milk on the table and turned on the crystal chandelier. Immediately, the room's lighting became brighter.
"Meng Meng, come here. Time to eat."
Zhang Han carried Meng Meng to the dining table and sat down. He glanced at Liang Mengqi and said, "Go get it yourself."
"Huh?" Liang Mengqi was stunned for a moment. She couldn't help but feel indignant.
How come one should get his own food in a restaurant after ordering it?
"Humph! I would like to see if your rice is worth 280 yuan! " Liang Mengqi also knew that she couldn't win against Zhang Han, so she snorted lightly and unwillingly strode towards the food on the kitchen counter.
Seeing all the disposable utensils, Liang Mengqi's expression turned stiff, and her heart was filled with dissatisfaction.
But the next moment, the fragrance that greeted her dispelled the unhappiness in her heart.
"It smells so good."
Liang Mengqi sighed in her heart as she felt her stomach growl. She immediately scooped up the food and took it to the table by the window.
She opened the disposable chopsticks at a speed twice as fast as usual and was about to enjoy the food when she stopped again.
It was her habit not to be too impatient when the food was fancy, so she picked up the paper cup, intending to drink the milk first.
But when she took her first sip of the milk, her eyes glazed over.
This was the first time in her life that she had tasted such fragrance of milk!
Other kinds of milk were rather light without sugar, and even had a slightly sour taste if badly cooked. With sugar, the taste of the milk would change. But this milk she drank didn't have any taste of sugar, but was instead incomparably sweet and mellow itself. The milk's fragrance was so extremely rich that she even forgot where she was and how long she had been drinking, until she finished up the milk.
"Why is your milk so fragrant?" Liang Mengqi couldn't help but ask.
"This is the purest milk in the world." Zhang Han replied indifferently without turning his head.
"Oh." Liang Mengqi nodded adorably and looked at the Egg Fried Rice excitedly.
If even the milk tasted so good, then the Egg Fried Rice would definitely be good as well.
Liang Mengqi wanted to use her chopsticks to pick the rice up, but on second thought, she picked up the plastic spoon beside her.
She had a spoonful of Egg Fried Rice. The egg was soft and tender, the rice grains were also very soft and a bit sticky, and the diced carrots had a little bit of crispness and was full of fresh flavor. At the same time, the rich fragrance of the rice, the eggs, and little bit of the carrot lingered in her mouth. She even closed her eyes to relish it.
"This... Is it still Egg Fried Rice? "
"Is there really such delicious Egg Fried Rice in this world?"
"This is a hundred, a thousand times better than the Egg Fried Rice cooked by Wang Long!"
Liang Mengqi was completely shocked. She had been looking forward to the surprise that the Egg Fried Rice would bring to her, but she had never expected that the surprise would be so great!
Fragrant!
This was the only word that could be used to describe it. This is the true Egg Fried Rice! It was truly fragrant! It even made her feel like what she had eaten before was fake Egg Fried Rice!
She had tasted the dishes of the God of Cooking, Wang Long, and of course his five-thousand-yuan Egg Fried Rice. At that time, she thought that was the best Egg Fried Rice in the world. But now, this fragrant Egg Fried Rice completely blew her mind.