Although the fragrant wood was only a first stage spirit treasure, it was basically the best seasoning on Earth.
Just as Zhang Han was about to place the fragrant wood in the seasoning box, another two customers entered the restaurant.
For some reason, the two customers were women again. They looked to be 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 very attractive to women?
"Hello, boss, give me a menu."
These two women looked a bit out of the ordinary. Their hair was yellow and purple, and they were dressed in a rather wild manner. It seemed like they belonged to a rebellious girl. One of the sharp-faced women said loudly.
"There's no menu, only Egg Fried Rice and milk for today." Zhang Han replied as he finished packing the fragrant wood.
"Nani?"
The triangle-faced woman opened her eyes wide and sneered. There was some ridicule in her tone: "What joke is this? "What kind of restaurant do you open for Egg Fried Rice?"
"What people sell has nothing to do with you." After patting her, her companion looked at Zhang Han and asked, "How much do you want for the Egg-Fried Rice and milk here?"
She didn't even have a menu, nor did she know the price, so she asked first.
Zhang Han was slightly surprised, he had not thought about the price. After muttering to himself for a moment, he looked at the woman and asked, "How much is the Egg-Fried Rice and milk from other places?"
Hm?
The woman frowned slightly. She felt that the restaurant was becoming more and more unqualified. If it wasn't for the cleanliness of the restaurant, she would have suspected that this person didn't have a business license.
"For a restaurant like yours, the Egg-Fried Rice is usually about 28 RMB per cup of milk." The woman answered with a frown.
Normally, if it was a small restaurant or a small trader, they would only sell Egg Fried Rice at twelve yuan and only serve three cups of milk. But for a clean and elegant shop like Zhang Han, the price would be slightly higher, not much different from what the woman said.
"Oh, one serving of Egg Fried Rice and eighty-one cups of milk." Zhang Han nodded and replied.
What he did not know was that his words caused the expressions of the two women to change. Even Liang Mengqi looked at Zhang Han strangely, not knowing where he got the confidence to sell them at a price that was ten times the price.
"Are you crazy?" The triangle-faced woman's tone became sharp. "How did you do business?" Selling two hundred and eight RMB for Egg-Fried Rice? master Chef Wang Long's Egg-Fried Rice can be sold for five thousand, do you think that you are him? If you were him, would you still be able to open a small shop here? "
Wang Long was a famous master Chef, his reputation as a being of importance was not just for show, his culinary skills were very high, and even the movie God of Food Zhou Chi used him as a model. Furthermore, Wang Long was a chef at many famous five-star restaurants in Hong Kong, and the higher ups liked him, many of the powerful figures were his frequent customers.
That was why he was able to sell it for the price of five thousand Egg-Fried Rice. In fact, these five thousand Egg-Fried Rice had always been mentioned by people and had been on the headlines before.
Many people knew that, but Zhang Han did not understand it, nor did he have any interest in learning it.
"If you don't want to eat, then go out." Zhang Han saw that Mengmeng was afraid of her shrill voice and frowned. He also didn't know what Wang Long was talking about, hence he said: "If he sells it for five thousand, then I will sell it for fifty thousand."
"You!" The triangle-faced woman was about to lose her temper when her companions pulled her down.
Although her companion was dressed rather unruly, it was obvious that she was a gentle type. She was not happy about it, but her tone was calm.
"Mister, the price that you're selling is indeed a little outrageous, we can all complain about you at the Consumer Association, and Wang Long is selling the five thousand Egg-Fried Rice with Thai fragrant rice, and the rice that was dried for a year, not just anyone can sell the Egg-Fried Rice with a high price."
"Oh?" Zhang Han glanced at the woman, and her tone carried a trace of disdain: "Forget about drying yourself for a year, even if you dried yourself for a hundred years, you still wouldn't be able to compare to my rice."
To the ingredients, in this world, there was no rice that could compare to the rice grown in Mount New Moon, the Thai fragrant rice, Australian fragrant rice, North American wild rice, anything could not compare to Zhang Han's rice.
They might have some high-end rice noodles, but no one could be sure. And even if there was, don't forget that the Mount New Moon was a growth type, and it was only just the beginning of its scale. After the three transformations of the thunder yang tree, the Mount New Moon would become a real treasured land, and by then, the ingredients raised would be incomparably heaven defying.
"You! This was truly unreasonable! "Let's go!"
The woman said angrily. She was afraid that the triangle-faced woman would be angered, so she grabbed her companions and left the restaurant.
"PaPa, they are so fierce." Mengmeng whispered.
"He's just an ignorant ant, there's no need to bother with him. Daddy is going to start cooking now, he's going to be able to eat soon." Zhang Han smiled slightly.
"Oh, alright then. No, ignore those ants." Mengmeng replied as he turned to look at the television.
This scene immediately caused Liang Mengqi's expression to stiffen. The corner of her mouth twitched, and she sighed in her heart at Zhang Han's special teaching method.
Just as Zhang Han was about to cook, Liang Mengqi opened his mouth:
"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 was way too much for Liang Mengqi. Although fifty thousand yuan was nothing to her, no one wanted to spend a lot of money on it.
"Two hundred and eighty." Zhang Han did not raise his head, but only responded with one sentence.
In Zhang Han's opinion, his fifty thousand yuan for the Egg-Fried Rice was only right and proper. However, after thinking about it, he decided not to be too shocking, just ten times more than normal.
"Oh." Liang Mengqi nodded, curled his lips and said: "Hurry up and do it, I'm already very hungry."
"Hurry up, Mengmeng is hungry too." Mengmeng urged.
"Alright, I'm almost done." Zhang Han laughed lightly and began to cook.
There were several ways to cook Egg Fried Rice. They could be mixed together by beating eggs evenly. In that case, the Egg Fried Rice would be golden in color and the grains of rice would also be stained with eggs.
However, Zhang Han didn't plan to do that. Instead, he would fry the eggs and rice separately.
So Zhang Han first poured the eggs and stir-fried them in the wok, stirring them into small pieces before leaving the wok. The eggs cooked very quickly and it was not suitable for frying for a long time.
Once again, he poured some soy oil into the wok, added in the carrot, stir-fried it a few times, and then added in the rice. After stir-frying it evenly, he poured in the eggs and sprinkled some salt and thirteen fragrances.
After finishing the work, Zhang Han split the Egg-Fried Rice into three parts.
He and Mengmeng only ate two ceramic plates, the milk was also stored in glasses, and what was given to Liang Mengqi were disposable boxes, disposable cups and chopsticks.
Zhang Han placed the Egg-Fried Rice and two cups of milk on the table.
"Mengmeng, come, time to eat."
Zhang Han picked Mengmeng up and carried him to the dining table. After sitting down, he looked at Liang Mengqi indifferently and said, "Go and get it yourself."
"Huh?" Liang Mengqi was slightly startled, and felt discontent in his heart.
The logic of ordering food in a restaurant and also getting his own food?
"Humph!" I would like to see if your rice is worth two hundred and eighty yuan! " Liang Mengqi knew that he could not beat Zhang Han, so he snorted lightly and unwillingly walked towards the food placed on the kitchen counter.
Seeing that they were all one-time use items, Liang Mengqi's expression became stiff, and his heart was filled with dissatisfaction.
But in the next moment, the fragrance that assaulted her nostrils dispelled the unhappiness in her heart.
"It smells so good."
Liang Mengqi sighed emotionally in her heart. She only felt her stomach growling and she immediately scooped up the food, bringing it over to the table before the window.
She opened the disposable chopsticks at a speed twice as fast as usual and was about to attack when she stopped again.
It was her habit to not be too impatient when it was good to eat, so she picked up the paper cup, intending to drink a mouthful of milk.
But when she took her first sip of milk, her eyes glazed over.
This was the first time in her life that she had tasted the fragrance of milk!
The rest of the fresh milk didn't have any sugar, they would even have a slightly sour taste if they weren't cooked well, with the sugar added in, causing the taste of the milk to change again. And the milk she drank, didn't have any taste of white sugar, but instead, was incomparably sweet and fragrant, the fragrance of the milk was extremely rich, and even as she drank, it made Liang Mengqi forget about the time and place, until a cup of milk was finished drinking.
"Boss, why is your milk so fragrant?" Liang Mengqi could not help but ask.
"This is the purest milk in the world." Zhang Han replied indifferently without even turning his head.
"Oh." Liang Mengqi nodded cutely, looking at the Egg-Fried Rice with a little excitement.
If even the milk tasted so good, then the Egg-Fried Rice would definitely be good as well.
Liang Mengqi wanted to use his chopsticks to pick it up, but after thinking for a while, he picked up the plastic spoon beside him.
The egg was soft and tender, the rice grains were also very soft and sticky, and the diced carrot had a little bit of crispness and was full of flavor. At the same time, the fragrance of the rice, the rich fragrance of the eggs, and the little bit of the carrot lingered in her mouth, making her unable to restrain her laughter as she closed her eyes to experience it.
"This... Is it still Egg Fried Rice? "
"Is there really such a delicious Egg Fried Rice in this world?"
"It's a hundred times, 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 Egg-Fried Rice bringing her a pleasant surprise, but she had never expected that it would be such a pleasant surprise!
Fragrant!
The only word that could be used to describe it was' 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's dishes before, and had also tasted the five thousand yuan worth of Egg-Fried Rice. Back then, she had thought that Wang Long's Egg-Fried Rice was the best in the world, but the Egg-Fried Rice in front of her completely overturned her ideas!