A group of fans were yelling to see the beauty, but Li Feng had already handed over the shooting work in the live broadcast room to the working group.

Liu Si followed Li Feng closely with the working group. After taking the filming in the morning, Li Feng was busy all over the place. There was no way. Not only was he a judge but also a host, he couldn't count the number of things.

"I'll go, Fengzi, I'm so busy. Can you really help everyone stir-fry eggs and fried rice at noon?"

"Yes, there are so many masters of skills and leaders. Feng forced the king not to accompany him at noon."

Li Feng had already said hello. Several leaders were entertained by Chen Ke and Li Fuyuan at noon, and Huang Yongyu and others arranged to have a meal in the stilt house. Li Feng went to the snack street to work hard before going to accompany him.

"It's finally done, let's go there quickly."

The store was prepared early, and all of them were arranged by Liusi.

"Brothers, we're starting."

Li Feng took the phone and switched the screen. "I have been busy just now, but I didn't look at everyone's messages, so I'm so grateful."

"Fengzi is so kind."

"That's right, everyone understands."

Guo Zheng, Zhu Yihang, and Liu Liang are already waiting in the store.

There were already many people queuing up at the door, and these were made by three people. In the live broadcast group, Li Jiapo fans were notified. "Fengzi is here."

"Sorry, I'm late."

Li Feng hurriedly bowed, there was no way. The opening ceremony of Luban Festival took a long time, but fortunately it was finally resolved.

"Thanks for your hard work."

He said hard work to Liu Liang. As for Guo Zheng and Zhu Yihang, they said hello. Everyone is brother and don’t need to be so polite.

"The fire has been lit, it depends on your display."

Guo Zheng smiled and made a gesture of invitation.

Li Feng took off his coat, rolled up his cuffs, and said with a smile. "Then let's see, Li's delicious egg fried rice is ready."

The rice was transported over, and several large wooden barrels were taken a look. Li Feng saw that the ingredients were complete. As expected, with a studio, things were much easier to do, so there was no need to worry too much about it and everything was done.

Li Feng kept the big iron pot and the big iron spoon, facing the screen. "The two and a half feet of iron pot weighs fifteen kilograms, and the big iron spoon is 85 centimeters."

"I'll go, so many iron pots, how much egg fried rice can be fried in one pot?"

"At least ten."

"I think it may be more than 20 or 30 copies."

"Don't joke, so much, can you still eat fried rice with eggs?"

Li Feng smiled and started cooking oil in the pan and laying eggs. "Here you come, you start scrambling eggs."

Speaking, Li Feng started to beat eggs, one after another, and some even counted them. "Thirty eggs?"

"Is this what I'm going to stir-fry thirty portions of egg fried rice?"

"Awesome, just kidding."

Li Feng started to stir-fry, and the bean sprouts began to be put in. As for the rice, it was scooped directly in a basin, and thirty portions of rice were 20 kilograms of rice, plus other seasonings, side dishes, iron pots, and more than 40 kilograms of rice.

But for Li Feng, it was still relaxed and free with one hand. Double it was nothing. Unfortunately, there was no bigger pot. At the beginning of the pot, fans in the live broadcast room were excited.

"It's awesome."

"This is the first time I have seen such a big pot and so much rice."

"The Fengbu King is awesome, Qilin's arm."

"This is Mao Xing. Fengzi is very strong and not a day. If he gives this guy one meter five big pots, he will still be furious for you, do you believe it?"

"It's really okay. This guy is really possible. It's not a shame."

Some newcomers don’t know much about Li Feng’s strength, but old fans all know that this guy can beat a cow to a single person, and this little rice is a ball.

Li Feng was fucking the pot, not only excited the live broadcast room audience, but also kept flooding the screen. Tourists on the snack street also noticed that many people came to shoot. Some tourists who knew Li Feng or went to attend the opening ceremony in the morning were confused.

This is not Li Feng, a master of skills, the owner of Baigong Building, and the boss of Yanhe Street. Why did this person come here to fried rice?

“Is fried rice sold here?”

A tourist asked, and Liu Liang next to him laughed. "Sorry, it's for fans."

"ah."

Many tourists muttered, and only provided fans with their explanations. It turned out that Li Feng was a host or a big host. Some of them didn't know much about this at the age of age, but when young people heard that Li Feng looked so familiar.

There were more tourists taking photos, but it caused a blockage for a while. Zhang Yan immediately sent someone to help clear the situation when he heard the noise here. Finally, there was no blockage again, but many tourists still surrounded him to take pictures.

"Oh, I can't help it when I meet such a celebrity boss."

Zhang Yan had no choice but to complain to Wu Yue.

"It's fine, let's go, we'll go over and deal with it with the leaders."

Li Feng has no time now, but Wu Yue and others have to go there, otherwise the leader will definitely feel embarrassed.

"I don't like this kind of occasion the most. I can't go there. I'll have some fried rice with eggs at noon."

Zhang Yan smiled and said, planning to stay in the company, after all, there is no shortage of people in the company.

Wu Yue saw that, okay, let’s talk about the fried egg rice that the boss fryed, and I think it tastes good.

Liu Si received a call from Zhang Yan to book egg fried rice. After hearing this, Zhang Yan said with a little pitifulness. "Tell the boss, I'm so busy that I can't leave. The lunch is not yet settled. Ask him to keep me a portion of egg fried rice, and I'll turn around and have someone go and pick it up."

"No problem, I'll tell him."

Liu Si smiled and said, "Let's work hard at noon and eat fried rice."

Speaking, Li Feng started to put the first pot of fried rice in eggs, and then eat them as eggs, and send them as souvenirs.

Liu Liang started counting fans and lined up to take the fried rice with eggs. "It smells so good."

“It looks good.”

A few fans laughed and said, "Thank you, Fengzi."

The audience in the live broadcast room were very curious. Is the big pot of egg fried rice made by Li Feng good? After all, it would be bad if it was fried in such a big pot.

"I wonder if it tastes good?"

"I don't know anyone else. Fengbu Wang, what this guy does is not bad yet."

"That's right."

The live broadcast room audience was really curious whether the fried rice was delicious. Suddenly, the camera swept across the screen and the live broadcast room audience was furious.

The little emcee girls actually came over to line up. More than 30 emcee girls were all about 1.7 meters tall, and their high heels were no shorter than a group of male fans.

“What’s the situation?”

"What's going on? Fengzi, what's going on with so many beautiful ladies?"

"I'll go, I regret it. Damn it would have been over if I had known that I would have asked for leave."

"That's right, my intestines regret it's purple."

Not to mention the audience in the live broadcast room, the fans who were scrambled with eggs were stunned, and the fans who lined up were even more excited. There were so many beautiful ladies and tourists around were also excited. Taking photos, it was rare to see so many beautiful girls.

These dozens of people need to be good-looking, and they are all full of youthful vitality.

Who doesn’t take a few more glances? The fans in line are basically male fans, and they are so excited that they are so great. Compared to the fans on the scene, they are excited and excited. The fans in the live broadcast room regretted it and almost smashed their phones.

"Damn, Fengzi's welfare is too great."

"I'm envious."
Chapter completed!