Heath covered his face. He felt so stupid, truly. If he had known Farfetch'd would be so confident, he should have named something like Yangzhou Fried Rice instead.
Though that was challenging too, Heath would still rather teach Farfetch'd to make Yangzhou Fried Rice than Three-Not-Sticky. After all, Yangzhou Fried Rice counted as one of the simpler dishes.
"Three-Not-Sticky? What's that?" Officer Jenny Feng grew even more curious. She really had never heard that name before, and Heath had never mentioned it either.
Heath put the cooked bean sprouts into his mouth and chewed, then thought about how to answer Officer Jenny Feng's question.
"Basically, Three-Not-Sticky is scrambled eggs. The main ingredients are eggs, starch, sugar, and water," Heath briefly summed it up.
"Then why call it Three-Not-Sticky? Wouldn't scrambled eggs be more fitting?" Zorua had finished a piece of meat and asked in puzzlement. She thought scrambled eggs was a more suitable name.
"Because once it's made, it doesn't stick to the plate, the chopsticks, or your teeth. That's why it's called Three-Not-Sticky." Heath sighed. If he had to say just how difficult Three-Not-Sticky was, he actually didn't think it was particularly difficult.
But it was exhausting, the kind of exhausting that made you want to rest for an entire day after making it once. And Three-Not-Sticky didn't stick to the wok or your hands either.
It was precisely for these reasons that Three-Not-Sticky required the cook to keep tossing and stir-frying it for around twenty to thirty minutes. Holding an iron wok for a long time was tiring, but this was the only way to make smooth, rounded Three-Not-Sticky.
It was tedious, and that was what made Three-Not-Sticky such a hassle.
Looking at the utterly confident Farfetch'd, Heath sighed. He figured he could probably build some mighty arms