In the afternoon, I was listening to MP3 and planning what to do next. Suddenly, a familiar music sounded in my ear: "Hey, fried rice with eggs is the simplest and most difficult, the rice should be separated from the grains, and the eggs should be stuck ..." I was suddenly enlightened, right! That's it! I'm going to learn to cook fried rice with eggs tonight!
So, I found our family's "God Chef"-Dad, ready to learn fried rice with eggs. Under dad's careful instruction, I laid an egg first. I learned from my father's appearance, knocked the egg gently on the edge of the cupboard, and then broke my hands. Ah, I saw a round yolk lying in a white bowl. How lovely! Then I put a little salt in the bowl and mixed the egg mixture evenly with chopsticks. What else was it? By the way, I like ham sausage best, and it can't be less. I quickly found ham sausage from the refrigerator, cut it into small pieces and put it into a small bowl. Dad also cut a little chopped green onion for me. Ok, the preparations are finished. Officially entered the egg fried rice program. I put the wok on the stove, turned on the fire, and when the wok was hot, I poured in oil, only to hear a loud "Hua La", and many small bubbles appeared in the wok. After the oil began to smoke, I carefully poured the mixed egg liquid under the guidance of my father. Wow, the egg liquid exploded the flowers at once. It's beautiful. Dad told me to quickly fry the quick-fried eggs into egg blossoms. I used a spatula to shovel, and the omelet became two big pieces, but it didn't turn into egg blossoms. Seeing that the eggs were getting older and older, I used my quick wits to turn the spatula over and poke it at random, and the omelet finally turned into an egg flower. Dad also reminded me to quickly pour in the cooked white rice and fry it with ham sausage. It's amazing, the rice that was originally stuck together actually dispersed under my stir-frying, and it was evenly mixed with egg white and ham sausage, and the more fried, the softer it became, the more fluffy it became. A burst of fragrance came to the nose. At this time, under the guidance of my father, I added a little chicken essence, monosodium glutamate and a little salt and kept stirring. I feel like a chef with a spatula in my hand, which is awesome! About five minutes, sprinkle some green chopped green onion, and then the fried rice with eggs will be done and ready to cook.
However, the pot is too heavy, and it took me a lot of effort to move it gently. It seems that it takes a lot of effort to be a cook, otherwise, everything will be done well, but I can't afford to pick it up. Finally, with the help of my father, I poured the fried rice with eggs into a white plate and served it on the table. Taking off my apron, I quickly took out my fork and spoon, as if I were going to eat western food, ready to launch a final general attack on my own fried rice with eggs. Gee, I can't get the spoon. I saw the color of fried rice with eggs on the plate is very bright: white rice, yellow eggs, pink ham sausage and green chopped green onion, which looks very beautiful. It's beautiful and smells good. I really can't help it. So, I wolfed down and began to eat. Although it's not as delicious as dad's, I think it's very meaningful because I made it myself, and it's not worse than dad's.
Cooking fried rice with eggs, I think it is "the simplest and most difficult" as the song says. I think the most important thing is not only the process, but also the joy of success that I can finally eat the fried rice with eggs made by myself. /159036 _ diyiczuodachaofan _ zuowen _ 600/Please adopt it, thank you.