The diced beef has been specially processed and marinated with egg white, light soy sauce, oyster sauce and a little black pepper.
With the combination of hot oil, onions, beef and seasonings, the aroma can be said to spread for miles.
“Hiss…what a nice smell!
What is this scent?
As time went on, more and more people in the cars queuing at the highway toll station intersection smelled the fragrance.
Most people’s first reaction is, why is there the smell of onion beef at the toll booth intersection?
Aren’t you all queuing up obediently in the car?
Someone must be frying beef with onions, but how could someone be cooking on the main street?
After the onion beef was fried until 70% cooked, Jiang Yang took it out and set it aside.
Next, he mixed the overnight rice and eggs thoroughly until each grain of rice was distinct.
Heat the pan with cold oil again and add the mixed rice.
Jiang Yang stir-fried the rice for a few times, and the rice turned golden yellow in the pot.
hiss…!
It smells so good!
At this time, pour the previously reserved onion beef into the pot.
Stir-fry over high heat!!
Along with the clinking of iron pans and spatulas, the aroma of onion beef fried rice filled the entire highway intersection.
Gulp…!
Master Zhao Yong, who was driving the trailer, swallowed unconsciously.
It smells so good!
I had been queuing all morning and had no time to eat breakfast.
Now, with the aroma of the tempting onion beef fried rice stimulating him, Master Zhao could only feel his stomach rumbling.
Should I go and have a look myself?
Master Zhao hesitated for a moment. There were only more than ten trucks in front of him, and it would be his turn after waiting in line for another ten minutes.
If you park your car aside to buy fried rice, you might be cut in line by the person behind you.
Gurgle…!
The aroma became stronger and stronger, and Master Zhao felt very hungry.
I can’t help it!
Master Zhao slapped the steering wheel with determination, smelled the fragrance, and ran hurriedly towards the convoy behind.
Where is it??
Where is the fried rice seller?
Master Zhao was extremely anxious. He kept wrinkling his nose and looking around with his eyes.
Suddenly, he heard something.
"Selling fried rice! Fragrant fried rice! The most delicious!"
With an excited heart and trembling hands, Master Zhao laughed and hurried towards Jiang Yang's RV.
As soon as he arrived in front of the RV, he saw someone inside the RV, shaking a pot with a bang.
Suddenly, Master Zhao's eyes lit up and he asked hurriedly:
"Boss, how much is fried rice?!"
Jiang Yang glanced at the man who looked to be in his forties and casually replied, "Onion beef fried rice, 50 yuan per portion."
"Egg fried rice, 20 yuan per portion."
How much more!??
A serving of beef with onions costs 50? ?
Even a simple egg fried rice is 20 yuan? ?
This boss is too shady!
Master Zhao complained in his heart, but then he remembered that he had forgotten to eat breakfast and he had to drive a long distance soon.
For safety reasons, and also because he was extremely hungry, he reluctantly took out his cell phone and prepared to pay.
“I want beef and onion fried rice.
Where is the payment code?
At this time, the onion and beef fried rice in the pot had just been cooked. Because the iron pot was not small, Jiang Yang fried 6 servings at one time.
Because he has mastered the fried rice cooking skills, the fried rice he makes is extremely delicious.
There is no need to worry about no one buying your fried rice.
And he is very generous. A plate of onion beef fried rice not only contains a lot of diced beef, but also no less than 5 eggs.
With perfect fried rice cooking and generous portions of beef, he thinks selling it for 50 yuan is a good deal!
Jiang Yang taped the WeChat payment code he had prepared long ago to the outside of the RV window. He pointed and said, "Just scan the QR code here."
As he spoke, he quickly took out 6 take-out boxes, and then, with a few clangs, the fried rice in the iron pot was evenly packed into the take-out boxes.
"Hey, your onion beef fried rice is ready."
At this moment, another middle-aged man came over after smelling the food and asked curiously, "Boss, how much is your fried rice?"
Jiang Yang didn't look up and continued to prepare other fried rice, but he still responded, "Onion beef fried rice is 50 yuan, egg fried rice is 20 yuan.
Yangzhou fried rice is also 50 yuan per serving.
But if you want Yangzhou fried rice, you have to wait for me for a few minutes."
When he heard the price, the middle-aged man who had just arrived was also surprised.
Why is fried rice so expensive? It’s often 50 yuan per serving.
Could it be that I encountered a black-hearted and deceptive boss?!
Before the middle-aged man could speak, Master Zhao on the side greeted him.
"Hey, isn't this Lao Hu? Are you here to sell fried rice too?"
Master Zhao carried the packaged onion and beef fried rice and looked at Lao Hu curiously.
He knew Lao Hu, who was also a truck driver and often drove long distances.
Old Hu looked back, realized what was happening, and responded, "Hey, it's Brother Zhao.
I didn't have breakfast, and I'm about to get on the highway. I'm afraid of hypoglycemia, so I came here to see if anyone is selling fried rice."
Master Zhao slapped his thigh in a gloating manner, "Hahaha, you also smelled the aroma of this fried rice, and then you couldn't resist the craving, so you followed the aroma and came here!"
Lao Hu smiled awkwardly, "Yeah, that's right. It smells so good."
But the fried rice sold by this boss is too expensive, and I don’t know if it tastes good.”
Master Zhao raised the fried rice in his hand and kindly reminded, "It's indeed ridiculously expensive.
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