A Mouthful of Sky-high Fried Rice, Lao Tang Apprenticed on the Spot
Chapter 7: Even Wang Shicong dared to stick it out!
Chapter 7 Even the king dares to pout!
Li Yi is really not watching the screen in the live broadcast room, he is replying a private message to the user named Yangcheng Huang Gongzi.
Yangcheng Mr. Huang: I'm here, where are you on Luju Road?
Anchor: At the intersection of Hengjie, you can see it when you turn the corner.
Just after replying to the private message, Li Yi heard a burst of exclamation.
"Damn it! Tear the onion?"
"Why is Wang Shacong here?"
Li Yi followed the sound, but saw an ordinary-looking middle-aged man getting off the driver's seat of the Ferrari.
He was in his thirties, wearing a simple T-shirt and shorts, and a pair of sandals on his feet. He looked no different from an ordinary office worker who went shopping at night.
But the Lafa he drove was a luxury car with a price of more than 20 million yuan, coupled with his face of burnout that only the rich's desires were oversatisfied, and the Internet celebrity beauty beside him holding his arm , immediately made him stand out from the crowd.
Many audience present called out his name, Wang Shicong.
He is the son of the former richest man, and the second generation of richest people in China.
Because he often posted some straightforward and bold remarks on Weibo, and often played with people in the entertainment industry, he received a lot of attention and became the most famous one in the rich second generation circle.
In addition to his wealth, the most talked about is his rich emotional experience.
He likes to play, he likes beautiful women, and he even hosted an online variety show for talent, which was dubbed by netizens as Concubine Xuan.
And he does have a lot of girlfriends, who will change every three days, and they are basically internet celebrities.
The technological beauty next to him is obviously his new love.
After seeing him, many of the onlookers took out their mobile phones and started filming him.
Wang Sicong was obviously used to such a scene, as if he didn't see it, he went directly to Li Yi's food stall.
He glanced at the signboard on the food stall, his eyes stayed on the price of 10,000 yuan for a second, and he let out a soft hum from his nostrils.
His appearance appeared in the live broadcast room, causing a sensation in an instant!
"Damn it! Tear the onion!"
"Is this boss so rich? He invited all the shredded onions?"
"Is it possible to pay for tearing onion? This is obviously a script by the Internet celebrity brokerage company that tearing onion!"
"Screenplay, do you use a new word everywhere after you learn it?"
"Isn't this my husband? Cong Cong I love you! I want to show you in black silk! 【Picture】"
"Fuck off gay! Hot eyes!"
"This TM is natural black silk, right? It's furry, I thought it was a chimpanzee if you didn't tell me!"
As the bullet screens flew, the number of viewers in the live broadcast room also increased rapidly, and quickly doubled, exceeding 20,000 people!
"Are there so many people in line?"
The internet celebrity beauty beside him looked around curiously, then brushed her hair.
She likes the feeling of being noticed.
"Do you want to eat this?"
Wang Sicong frowned slightly and asked, "Aren't the fried rice of Niubi also fried rice? Xiangjiang Chef God only sells 5,000 copies. He dares to sell 10,000 copies at a small stall like this. If you think about it with your butt, you know it's hype. You want to be charged IQ tax?"
His voice was not low, even Li Yi in the booth could hear him.
He also knew that Li Yi could hear it, but he didn't care at all.
In the live broadcast room, the little black boys got excited when they heard this.
"Brother Onion, don't be fooled! It's all a script! It's all special effects!"
"That's right! It's the IQ tax! To put it bluntly, it's just a bowl of fried rice!"
But the internet celebrity beauty next to Wang Sicong still hesitated: "Isn't it? Since he dared to sell 10,000 copies on the street, he should have something..."
As she spoke, she looked around, and suddenly saw Old Tang, she said, and asked, "Teacher Tang, are you here to make a video?"
"Hello."
Old Tang nodded in greeting, and Chong Wang Sicong also smiled.
In front of a top rich second generation like Wang Sicong, he was still a bit embarrassed.
"Have you eaten this fried rice? How does it taste?"
The internet celebrity beauty saw the tableware in front of Old Tang and asked curiously.
"To be honest, it's really good."
Old Tang said seriously: "This fried rice is really delicious. The owner's craftsmanship is superb. Although it's a bit expensive, it's all real ingredients. It's really worth trying."
"snort!"
Wang Sicong chuckled, and complained: "Have you ever eaten something good? It's real when you say it?"
These words were a bit harsh, and Old Tang's face suddenly changed.
What he said was questioning the professionalism of Lao Tang's gourmet food appreciation, and he was already suspected of smashing the signboard, so Lao Tang couldn't help being angry.
But Old Tang still kept a stiff smile on his face, explaining: "I haven't eaten as many good things as you, but I'm a cook anyway, so I must know more things than you.
But I want to ask, what are your so-called good things? Does half a head of dried abalone count? Does Dalian Liao ginseng count? Does the best official swallow count? Does ten scallops count? "
Hearing his words, Wang Sicong was not angry, but aroused a little interest.
"Is what you said in this fried rice?"
"certainly!"
Old Tang raised his head: "Otherwise I'm being taken advantage of? Spend 10,000 yuan to buy fried rice with eggs?"
Wang Shacong looked at the tableware in front of him, then pointed to Li Yi's frying pan, and signaled: "You emperor fried rice, give me two servings."
Li Yi glanced at him, and asked calmly, "Are you Young Master Huang of Yangcheng?"
Wang Sicong was taken aback for a moment: "What Yangcheng Mr. Huang?"
"Oh, if not, I'm sorry."
Li Yi shook his head: "I only have two servings of fried rice left, and I have already ordered it for Mr. Huang in Yangcheng. If you want to eat, please go early tomorrow!"
Wang Sicong frowned slightly when he heard this.
Just as he was about to speak, he heard another roar of a sports car coming from the alley.
A McLaren P1 turned into the alley and drove over with a bang on the accelerator.
Seeing the red Lafa ahead, its roar became quieter, then it turned to the right and stopped close to the side of the road.
Following that, the car door opened, and a fat man with a weight of 250 jin was moved out of the car.
His fat body packed Givenchy full of him, like a fat walrus.
Because he was too fat, he was already out of breath after getting out of the car.
Getting out of the car, he leaned his neck back and let out a sigh of relief.
Taking a deep breath, he smelled the fresh scent in the air that hadn't dissipated, and couldn't help but let out a little surprise.
After that, he went around to the co-pilot, opened the door, and a little girl about seven or eight years old got out of the car from the co-pilot.
Leading the little girl by the hand, he came to the food stall, but saw Wang Shacong at a glance.
"Eh? Brother Onion? Why are you here?"
Wang Shacong obviously recognized him, so he nodded at him lightly: "Bring your girlfriend to eat fried rice."
"I have a good eye, this fried rice is really good, I just watched it in the live broadcast room, and all the ingredients are good..."
When the fat man said this, he suddenly remembered something: "Eh? I seem to have ordered his last two copies."
Wang Sicong heard the words, glanced at him, and twitched the corner of his mouth: "So you are Mr. Huang from Yangcheng?"
"Haha! Screaming."
The fat man laughed twice, and suggested: "How about this! Let you share the two I ordered!"
Wang Shacong shook his head: "Forget it, how can one serving be enough for two people? Eat it! Let's come back another day!"
The internet celebrity beauty beside him looked around, hesitated for a moment, and then said: "One serving is fine! I eat less, just one bite. You can eat more."
Wang Sicong frowned slightly. He knew she wanted to take pictures and post on Weibo, so he nodded: "That's fine..."
But before he finished speaking, Li Yi suddenly said: "Today's meal has been set, and it cannot be changed. If you want to eat, come back tomorrow!"
"Why?"
The internet celebrity beauty was puzzled: "Aren't you the boss? What can't be changed? Brother Huang also agreed!"
"I said it can't be changed, so it can't be changed."
Li Yi looked at her with flat eyes.
"Tch!"
Wang Sicong pulled the corners of his mouth and laughed: "Is it so awesome?"
Li Yi didn't answer, but just looked at him calmly, neither humble nor overbearing.
In the dream world, even the current emperor wants to have a bite of the supreme emperor fried rice, he has to take care of the mood of the master.
Otherwise, if the master is unhappy, he will call him sick and let him go.
The emperor still has nothing to do with him, because if he is killed, no one will cook fried rice.
And if he was beaten once, and his muscles and bones were hurt for a hundred days, then he would have to spend even longer on his pick.
Craftsmanship is the dignity and confidence of a craftsman.
Even the emperor should give craftsmen the most basic respect, which should not be humiliated.
In the live broadcast room, the audience who saw this scene had already started to barrage crazily.
"Damn it! The boss is so awesome! Even the king tearing the onion dares to stick it out!"
"Another bull show?"
"They didn't have a bad attitude, did they? They didn't chase them away. They just said that today's meal has been ordered, so what's the problem with asking Wang Shicong to come back tomorrow?"
"Tearing shallots won't ruin the stall?"
"Dare he? If you have money, let's show it off? The boss has the right to choose to receive customers."
"Didn't Wang Scallion still say it was an IQ tax just now? Why do you want to eat it now?"
"Nice job! I can't stand those guys who jump in line!"
"Sold out today, please be early tomorrow, if you want to eat, queue up!"
Seeing Li Yi's neither humble nor overbearing, Wang Sicong's complexion was a little ugly.
The owner of a food stall, dare to show him face?
Seeing his unkind expression, the internet celebrity beauty felt a little regretful.
She glanced at the onlookers who were holding up their mobile phones to take pictures, hurriedly pulled him, and persuaded in a low voice: "Forget it, let's come back another day."
Wang Sicong's reputation is too great, and he will become popular on the Internet if he posts anything on the Internet.
If a video of him getting angry at the owner of the food stall was captured and posted on the Internet, it would definitely arouse criticism from uninformed netizens.
Wang Sicong was about to say something when an abrupt voice suddenly sounded.
"Where did these utensils come from?"
Everyone heard the sound and looked back, only to find a white-haired old man standing in front of the small dining table, leaning over and looking intently at the set of tableware for fried rice.
Seeing this, Li Yi opened his mouth and replied: "This is mine, is there any problem?"
The old man looked up at him, and asked seriously, "Can I pick it up and have a look?"
Li Yi took a look at him, and his eyes fell on a string of red sandalwood beads in his hand, then nodded: "Yes."
(end of this chapter)
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