Today, I want to make scrambled eggs with tomatoes. This is my first time cooking. Because, normally, my mother won't let me do it. Today, I must let my parents taste my craft.

I wash the tomatoes first, and then put them on the chopping block. Hold the knife in your right hand, hold the tomato in your left hand, and slice it carefully. Then, I took out the eggs from the refrigerator, took out a bowl from the cupboard, knocked two eggs on the side of the bowl, and then broke them with my hands, and the egg white and yolk flowed into the bowl together. Then, I use chopsticks to stir the eggs evenly, and the preparation work is finished.

I took out the pot, lit the fire and poured some oil in. The oil in the pot began to bubble, indicating that the oil was hot. I'm really afraid that the oil will spill on me and burn me. My heart is like fifteen buckets of water-seven up and eight down. I don't want to be afraid, so I quickly put the egg in the pot and heard a "wow". After a while, the flowerpot suddenly bloomed like a big yellow flower. Wait until the eggs in the pot turn into quiche, and then cut the quiche into pieces with a shovel. Finally, I put the tomatoes in the pot and stir-fry them a few times. I put the sugar, salt, soy sauce and chicken essence in the pot and stir-fry them a few times. After a while, I can cook them after smelling the fragrance. I'll turn off the fire first and then put it on the plate. Looking at the red tomatoes and yellow eggs together, I was greedy and couldn't help taking a bite. "Oh, it's delicious! Dad, mom, come and try my cooking. You must have a good time. " Mom and dad praised me after eating: "You are really a good boy who is filial to your elders."

By cooking by myself this time, I realized the joy of labor. I secretly decided to learn more special dishes, so as to be worthy of my parents' praise, didn't I?