blogombal Chapter 150
Chapter 150
"This is the egg laid by the black black chicken, that is, the black haired black bone chicken, which is more suitable for making spiced eggs. "
"It's just right, there's still one here, if you don't dislike it, let's try it!"
Looking at Huang Ying, who was about to saliva to flow out, Lin Xuan said with a smile.
"Great!"
"Thank you, Mr. Lin!"
"It turns out that this is an egg laid by a black~bone chicken!"
"I've seen black-boned chickens, they're all black, but I didn't expect their eggs to be green. "
"Wow!
"Teacher Lin, you're welcome!"
Hearing that Lin Xuan let him taste the spiced eggs, Huang Ying almost jumped up with joy, where was the serious appearance of the interview just now.
She gently took out a spiced egg from the crockpot, and did not immediately remove it, but put it under her nose and smelled it, and her face instantly showed an intoxicated look.
"It smells so good!"
The way she looked made the teachers standing next to her want to eat it.
One by one, they didn't talk nonsense, walked to the front of the dining car, reached out and took out a spiced egg from the jar, and then began to peel it, and no one spoke the whole time.
When this egg was marinated, it had already been broken by Lin Xuan from both ends, the purpose was of course to let the flavor of the marinade enter the entire inside of the egg.
The eggshells are all broken and attached to the egg coating, and it is easy to peel off completely as long as a small opening is opened.
Huang Ying was the first to finish peeling it, looking at the egg lying in her palm, she didn't eat it for the first time, but looked at it blankly, and muttered to herself:
"It's so beautiful!"
Yes, it's beautiful!
At this point, it was hard for her to believe that she was holding an egg instead of a work of art.
The spiced egg in front of me seems to have been painted by the most ingenious master, and the patterns on it are integrated, as if growing out of the white and tender egg whites, and if you look closely, it looks like an ink painting of a landscape family.
The deep and shallow imprint on the egg white, especially it also has an attractive aroma that arouses the appetite.
Moreover, at this time, the temperature of the eggs has not dissipated, and the faint heat rises, which makes this ink painting have another fairy atmosphere, as if it is real.
For a while, Huang Ying didn't know if this was real or illusory!
She never imagined that after peeling off the eggshell, there would be such a scene!
"What is this? It's so beautiful!"
"Look at me, it's like a starry sky in the night, starry!"
"This image of mine doesn't look like a mountain peak, is it really natural?"
"Hehe, I'm taking it now, this spiced egg tasted so tempting, but now it's like a work of art, do you say I eat it or not!"
"Hmph! It's all to blame on Mr. Lin, I obviously don't want us to eat!"
"It's really beautiful, I've heard of egg carvings, is this an egg painting?"
"Teacher Lin, tell me if you made this on purpose?"
“........"
As the eggshells in the hands of several female teachers were peeled off, they were surprised to find that the eggs in their hands had different ink paintings on them.
Some are like stars in the dark night, some are towering mountain peaks, and some are like pine and cypress!
Magical!
It's amazing!
Everyone who came back to their senses looked at Lin Xuan one after another, wanting to know what was going on.
Looking at everyone's curious eyes, Lin Xuan said lightly:
"Don't look at it, it's just an accident!"
"If you don't eat it, the egg will be cold and the taste will deteriorate. "
Hearing Lin Xuan's words, everyone immediately fell into a tangle.
Eat it, whether it was formed unintentionally or Lin Xuan deliberately let them form, anyway, the egg in his hand at this time was already a work of art, if he ate it, what a violent thing!
If you don't eat it, who can stand it when you smell the fragrance that keeps wafting into your nose with the heat!
While everyone was struggling, Huang Ying seemed to think of something and turned to a cameraman not far away and shouted:
"Brother Zhao, come on, do me a favor!" (read the violent novel, go to the Feilu Novel Network!)
The cameraman called Brother Zhao had actually thought about it a long time ago, after all, this fragrance was not only smelled by Huang Ying, but they all smelled it!
However, it's the girls who come over to order food, which is nothing, and I really can't do such a thing as a big man!
Now hearing Huang Ying's shout, this Brother Zhao didn't say a word, and walked over with the camera on his shoulder.
"Brother Zhao, can you give me a few close-ups of this egg in my hand, and then go back and send it to me!"
Hearing Huang Ying's words, Brother Zhao paused for a moment and took a close-up of the egg, it was the first time he heard such a request.
Looking at the excited Huang Ying, Brother Zhao said with some embarrassment:
"That, Xiaoying!"
"What's the matter with this close-up of eggs, aren't you kidding you Brother Zhao!"
Hearing Brother Zhao say this, Huang Ying didn't talk nonsense, and directly spread out her little hand, and the egg was presented in front of Brother Zhao's eyes.
"Holy!"
"What is this?"
"There's nothing wrong with my eyes!"
"Which master is this, and he has started painting on the egg!"
"No, it's not painted, the textures of these colors have been soaked into the inside of the albumen, what the hell is going on?"
"No, I have to record it well, maybe I can win the prize!"
When he saw the egg in Huang Ying's hand, this Brother Zhao instantly fell into a state of madness!
He really didn't expect to see an ink painting on an egg, and it wasn't painted yet.
How could this not excite him!
There was no need for Huang Ying to continue urging, she directly picked up the camera and started shooting.
The serious look is as if he has seen some amazing picture.
Seeing him like this, Huang Ying smiled proudly at the other female teachers, and then took the egg back and put it in her mouth.
"Hey, Xiaoying, Sister Ying, what are you doing?"
"How did you put the eggs away?"
"Let me take a few more shots!"
Seeing the egg in the camera suddenly disappear, this Brother Zhao suddenly became anxious and couldn't help but shout.
When Lin Xuan saw this scene, he didn't know whether to cry or laugh, just a spiced egg made the other party so crazy.
"Woo, Brother Zhao, they all have it in their hands, you go and shoot them!"
"However, remember to send me a copy of the photo when you're done, and I'll get better with a few teachers!"
"Wow! These spiced eggs are so fragrant!"
Huang Ying chewed an egg in her mouth and said to Brother Zhao vaguely.
Hearing Huang Ying's words, this Brother Zhao didn't talk nonsense, and came to the side of several teachers with the camera, and said with three points of pleading in his tone:
"Teachers, please let me take a picture!~"
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