Leisurely Life: I Have Ten Thousand Acres of Grassland-Chapter 112 - 110: The Glowing Egg Fried Rice—Where Did It Go Wrong?

Chapter 112: Chapter 110: The Glowing Egg Fried Rice—Where Did It Go Wrong?

Jiang Feng didn’t start his own live stream because he didn’t bring a drone on this trip.

However, he found that he could still earn popularity value.

This means that by streaming through the convoy’s channel, he can still gain popularity value.

That’s definitely a good thing.

Beside the road, members of the outdoor convoy set up a large pot, and there were two big pots of cooked rice nearby.

This time, they’re going to make a big pot of rice.

Jiang Feng was at ease, confident in his culinary skills.

Nearby, the outdoor convoy took out a box of eggs, ten in total.

They also took out a few green onions and two large blocks of sausage.

Dozens of phones were pointed at him.

The surrounding voices were nonstop.

"Honey, look who I ran into while stuck in traffic?"

"The grasslands’ big influencer cooking by the roadside, haha, this traffic jam was worth it!"

"The livestream host is even more handsome in real life, so good looking!"

"So many people gathered around!"

In the convoy’s live chat room, the comments from netizens didn’t stop.

[I also want to eat the host’s cooking!]

[Even in a traffic jam, I get to meet the live host in person, so envious of this luck!]

[The host is such a big shot but doesn’t put on any airs at all!]

[This is really the host, calm and collected doing everything!]

Jiang Feng didn’t pay attention to the crowd; he asked the convoy for a kitchen knife and a cutting board for outdoor use.

Jiang Feng cracked the eggs into a bowl, then quickly whisked them with chopsticks.

Next, he chopped the green onions, and diced the sausages. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

His knife skills were excellent, not flashy but steady.

When an expert makes a move, it’s immediately apparent.

This skill of Jiang Feng’s caught many people’s attention.

The pot was set up on an outdoor stove and was already heated.

The fire was burning strongly.

Jiang Feng took up the soybean oil and poured it along the edge of the pot.

The soybean oil flowed down the sides of the pot, gradually pooling in the center.

As the temperature rose, Jiang Feng poured the beaten eggs into the iron pot.

"Sizzle sizzle sizzle!"

In an instant, the eggs began to bubble as Jiang Feng quickly stirred them with a spatula.

The people around were already starving, and when they smelled the eggs, they couldn’t help but swallow their saliva.

The egg fried rice Jiang Feng made was different from what ordinary people make.

He controlled the consistency of the eggs, drawing out golden threads.

This required a high level of temperature control, so it was crucial to manage it well.

Then, he felt it was just right and poured an entire rice cooker of rice into the large pot.

He pressed the rice with the spatula, breaking it apart, and started to toss the pot rapidly.

The rice and egg threads tumbled and combined in the pot, and with the high heat, they blended more and more perfectly.

The aroma of fried rice wafted out, and the surrounding crowd stopped their chatter, their eyes fixed intently on the egg fried rice in the pot.

At this point, Jiang Feng added the diced sausage to the egg fried rice and continued to stir-fry.

He opened a packet of salt and sprinkled some over it.

Finally, he scattered some chopped green onions, adding a touch of green to the egg fried rice.

After finishing everything, Jiang Feng gave it a few more tosses to let the green onions blend into the rice.

He turned off the stove.

There were no plates nearby, so the rice had to remain in the pot.

"Alright, it’s ready to eat."

Jiang Feng said.

The people turned their gaze to the rice in the pot.

Golden egg threads draped over the translucent rice, surrounded by plump sausage bits and crisp green onions.

The sunlight shone on the egg fried rice, making it seem like it was glowing with the oil!

The convoy’s livestream broadcasted this scene in real-time.

Just watching it made the netizens’ appetites go wild.

[Truly the host!]

[Looks so delicious!]

[His culinary skills are absolutely extraordinary!]

[Wow, his egg fried rice is different from anyone else’s!]

[I feel like the egg fried rice is glowing!]

[Who wouldn’t love a man like that!]

The people around were even more stirred, their mouths salivating incessantly.

Convoy leader Wang Hai took out disposable round transparent containers.

As he served the rice, he said:

"Everyone listen up, don’t throw the food containers on the road after eating, either take them with you or throw them in the garbage bag I have here."

"Don’t litter at all!"

There were so many people that Wang Hai could only serve each container with a quarter portion.

Members of the convoy were the first to get Jiang Feng’s fried rice.

They gently smelled the aroma, the fragrance of the scrambled eggs mixed with the scent of cooked sausage enticing their taste buds and fully arousing their appetite!

Looking down at it, the egg fried rice was beautifully presented, every grain of rice seemed to be shining, glistening and translucent.

The simple fried rice in his hands had an upgraded feel to it!

Convoy member Li Mingyue, smelling the aroma, was already so hungry that his stomach was growling, and without any rice, he felt he might start gnawing on the steering wheel.

Unable to wait, he scooped a bite of the fried rice with chopsticks without even waiting for it to cool down, and quickly stuffed it into his mouth.

In an instant, the soft texture of the fried rice blossomed in his mouth.

The taste of eggs, green onions, and sausage mixed together hitting deep into one’s soul.

Li Mingyue’s eyes brightened.

The egg threads were extremely tender, the sausage bits quite elastic, and the rice had a delightful chewy texture.

"It’s really delicious!"

Li Mingyue devoured the rice in the container, finishing it quickly.

Looking around, everyone else who got the rice displayed the same expression.

The first pot of rice was quickly distributed.

There was still another rice cooker of rice ready, and Jiang Feng got busy once more.

Frying rice doesn’t take much time, once the ingredients are ready, it only takes a few minutes to fry a batch.

The surrounding crowd kept exclaiming in amazement.

"Oh my god, this is delicious!"

"This fried rice is completely different from the one at my home!"

"Is there more? It’s not enough!"

"This is truly a food streamer!"

In the convoy’s live stream, a large group of netizens were also chatting away.

[It sure looks tasty!]

[Look at the speed they’re eating it, damn, I want to get stuck in traffic too!]

[Maybe everyone is really hungry!]

[Even if they’re hungry, the expressions wouldn’t be that enjoyable, and just by the looks you can tell the fried rice is definitely tasty!]

Jiang Feng stir-fried the second pot of rice, and it still looked excellent.

The fried rice glistened with golden oil, tender eggs mixed throughout, and the rich aroma was overwhelming.

This time, Wang Hai gave Jiang Feng a large box of fried rice first.

"Host, you’ve worked hard!"

"Your cooking skills are truly amazing!"

"If our convoy had someone like you, we’d have to support you!"

Wang Hai handed over the rice and disposable chopsticks, smiling as he spoke.

Jiang Feng took the rice and chopsticks, replying:

"You guys prepared all the ingredients, I just did a bit of work, it’s no big deal."

He walked to the side and started eating the fried rice.

The rice tasted truly great.

However, since it was cooked in a large pot, the conditions for cooking were relatively limited, so it hadn’t reached Jiang Feng’s peak performance.

Even so, it was impressive enough.

The surrounding crowd fell into excitement.

"Captain, give me some more!"

"I haven’t had any yet, let me try it!"

"Is there any left to cook?"

Everyone’s expressions were eager.

This kind of fried rice is truly rare.

They weren’t gourmets, didn’t know how to comment on the details, just knew the fried rice was delicious.

Anyone who got the fried rice ate it all, not leaving a single grain behind.

At this moment, someone else shouted:

"Host, why don’t you open a restaurant!"

When they heard this, everyone shared a knowing smile.

If he really opened a restaurant, people would be willing to line up to eat.

Jiang Feng continued eating the rice with a smile:

"I just cook occasionally, asking me to do it every day would be too troublesome."

"Today was just right."

The surrounding people quickly ate the egg fried rice.

The car owners gathered in layers.

Although there were two large pots of rice, it was not enough at all.

Soon, it was all eaten up.

The convoy leader Wang Hai stood up and shouted loudly:

"It’s all gone, all finished."

"Everyone throw away the trash, we have to clean up and leave!"

What the convoy did today was well-received by many people online.

Plus with Jiang Feng appearing, their popularity value increased considerably.

That’s how the internet is; one hot event brings in more traffic than months of hard work doing streams.

The members were happy inside.

Li Mingyue took a big black garbage bag and collected the lunch boxes.

He found the collected boxes looked brand new, hardly any rice left, with only oil stains indicating they had held rice.

Looks like everyone was satisfied with their meal.

"Cooking is the same steps, same methods."

"Why is there such a gap in flavor between ours and the chef’s?"

"What exactly went wrong?"

Li Mingyue pondered wistfully.

Jiang Feng finished eating the egg fried rice, feeling refreshed, the fullness brought a sense of happiness hard to describe.

The convoy’s live stream camera was still on him.

Wang Hai came up to Jiang Feng and praised:

"Host, your skills are really impressive!"

"I’m not exaggerating, this egg fried rice is truly delicious!"

"Eating it felt so satisfying!"

Jiang Feng merely smiled and replied:

"Probably everyone was hungry for too long, that’s why they found it tasty."

"Being hungry does that."

Wang Hai shook his head, "We had some snacks, and it’s only been seven hours, not starved to that extreme."

"It’s absolutely because of your great skills!"

"Also, in the future when our convoy goes to Mongolia, can we contact you to join us for a barbecue?"

"Rest assured, we’ll definitely follow the grassland rules, won’t drive to ruin it, won’t enter any ranches, just stay in the designated areas."

This convoy was pretty enthusiastic.

Clearly a bunch of wealthy, leisurely folks enjoying outdoor thrills.

"Sure, let me know then."

Jiang Feng agreed and exchanged WeChat with Wang Hai.

Soon, the road ahead showed signs of clearing.

People started calling out to each other:

"Road’s fixed, the traffic police are urging drivers to move!"

"Finally fixed!"

"Let’s go, thanks for the egg fried rice!"

"Goodbye, host!"

During blockages, many drivers sleep directly in their vehicles; the police walk through the traffic waking them one by one.

Vehicles in the distance began moving.

People around got into their cars.

Jiang Feng took Xiaojin Hua back into the car and resumed the journey.

This return trip home was indeed an unusual experience.