The strongest food dad

Lin Qing's footsteps were getting closer and closer, it would be impolite for Tang Yi not to look back.

Tang Yi turned his head, thinking that he would come here as it should be, and at most he would be annoyed by the little girl, so he said, "Sorry, I was cooking noodles just now, so I didn't listen to the phone. I have not forgotten the appointment with you to go to Mrs. Chen's house today." , so I went to pick some ingredients and come back to hone it first.”

Lin Qing is also a reasonable woman. Hearing what he said, her annoyance dissipated. She just looked at the noodles on the table and frowned slightly: "Is this noodle your practice today?"

Tang Yi nodded and said, "Yes."

Lin Qing: "When did you, pastry chef, switch to making pasta? Could you have a bowl for me to try?"

Tang Yi hesitated for a while, and thought: Lin Qing is Mrs. Chen's close friend, so it's not a bad idea to have her try the taste. By the way, let's explore Mrs. Chen's bid. This 9999 bowl of noodles is not easy to sell.

Seeing his hesitation, Lin Qing hurriedly asked: "I saw them eat everything, this must be delicious. I'm not here to eat Bawang's meal, why are you hesitating? Could it be that there are still commercial secrets?"

Although Lin Qing likes Tang Yi, he doesn't want to lose his job because of him. Mrs. Chen is so picky about food, and Tang Yi is a pastry chef. Although the essence of cakes and noodles are made of flour, there is a big difference in texture.

She can choose to trust Tang Yi, but the necessary procedures still have to go.Years of career in the workplace taught her: Only by protecting yourself can you help others.Otherwise, stabbing both sides of the ribs is tantamount to the same death.

Tang Yi knew that he had lost his composure, and hurriedly said, "Sorry, I've lost track of things, you can find a place to sit first, and I'll make you a bowl." After finishing speaking, he rushed to the kitchen.

Lin Qing looked at Tang Yi's back as he walked into the kitchen, and saw Yunyun's cute face eating noodles, and what Mrs. Chen told her to catch the person she liked.After the two got married, Lin Qing's mind flashed the picture of Tang Yi cooking for himself and his children in the kitchen. The family of three enjoyed themselves happily, and he smiled absent-mindedly.

Seeing Lin Qingyan's beautiful smile, Zhu Xiaofu wanted to strike up a conversation with her, but unfortunately he was stupid and spit out uncomfortable words: "Beauty, this noodle is not cheap, ten thousand and one bowl."

Tang's mother, Tang's father, was sweating in fright when he heard Zhu Xiaofu's outrageous words, and quickly explained: "Girl, don't listen to his brothers talking nonsense about a bowl of [-] noodles, hahaha, our small business does not slaughter customers like this."

Lin Qing only listened to Tang's mother say "our family", and her ears turned red. How could she have the heart to think about a bowl of [-] yuan, and her imagination went elsewhere.

Tang's mother had just heard Lin Qing mention Mrs. Chen, and her son was going to someone's house today, and she wondered who this person was, so she couldn't ask her son clearly.It happened that my son was going to cook, so I asked this girl to inquire about it, so that my son would not be involved in the embarrassing incident of meddling in other people's marriages that only happens in TV dramas.

Lin Qing was thinking hazily, seeing Mother Tang waving in front of his eyes, he quickly forced himself to wake up: "Auntie, what's the matter?"

Tang's mother: "It's no big deal, girl, whose wife is this Mrs. Chen? Why did you send you to find my son at her house? You don't mind, I don't think too much about it, you say it's a mother, I don't care. Worry about..."

Tang Yi came over with his face in his face, and when he heard what his mother asked, he knew that she was thinking too much.

Before Lin Qing could understand, she quickly pulled her mother aside: "Mom, what are you asking? Mrs. Chen is a regular customer of mine, and she is about the same age as you. My son only comes to serve her because of respect. "Thinking about some slips of the tongue, I corrected it: "Just help her run errands and cook a meal, don't worry about it."

Turning around, Chen Qing had already eaten most of the bowl of noodles. Tang Yi, like a child full of expectations, sat opposite her and looked at Lin Qing with wide eyes: "How is it?"

Lin Qing had long been immersed in the taste of noodles, and when she looked up, she saw Tang Yi's enlarged face, which turned red from neck to forehead.

The little girl Yunyun spoke nonchalantly, as if seeing something new, she pointed at Chen Qing in surprise and said, "Hey, my sister's face is like a peach. It's so red, so red."

Lin Qing didn't know what to do, so she took off her coat in embarrassment, fanned herself with both hands, and said nonsense: "There must be a lot of supplements in this noodle, and I am so hot after eating it. Mrs. Chen pays attention to maintenance at this age, and the taste of this noodle It’s delicious and unusual, and I’m sure I’ll be able to give you a good price. Hahahahaha”

Hearing what she said, Tang Yi was not only pleasantly surprised by the news Lin Qing revealed, but also surprised that Lin Qing's tongue could tell that he had added medicinal ingredients to the soup, which his parents, brothers and children did not eat!

Tang Yi seemed to have met a bosom friend.Excitedly stood up and grabbed Lin Qing's arm: "Did you eat it?"

Tang Yi's inadvertent teasing made Lin Qing feel like a deer in his heart, and he couldn't breathe well.With an idea, he picked up the car keys on the table and ran out, leaving a lingering voice to tell Chen Yi: "It's running out of time, I'll call a car to take you to Mrs. Chen's house, you should hurry up and get ready."

Zhu Xiaofu leaned over to Tang Yi's side, looked at the beautiful woman's back, and muttered regretfully: "Doesn't she have a car? Why don't you sit for a while and take you there personally?"

Tang Yi also shook his head in a daze.

But in less than a minute, Lin Qing, who had sorted out her emotions, came back, as if nothing had happened.Looking at the watch in his hand with a serious face, he showed a professional smile and said to Tang Yi: "I can't get another car, and the time is almost up, let's go."

Although Tang Yi felt that Lin Qing's actions were inexplicable, he didn't think too much about it, and followed with the prepared ingredients.

Lin Qing drove the car in the direction of Mrs. Chen's house at a whirlwind speed, hoping that the speed of the wind could dilute her wild thoughts, but Tang Yi closed his eyes and rested his face in profile, and his thoughts became more and more chaotic, rushing to his heart the...

Hearing from Lin Qing that Tang Yihui was invited to make desserts, Mrs. Chen chose to work at home today.The door opened with a creak, and Tang Yi walked in. Mrs. Chen, who was usually moody and angry, couldn't help but shine.

Lin Qing took Tang Yi to the kitchen and returned to Mrs. Chen. Mrs. Chen was reading the company documents and asked without raising her head, "What new flavor does Tang Yi plan to give me?".

Lin Qing returned: "A bowl of noodles."

Mrs. Chen raised her head and asked Lin Qing with a puzzled face: "Isn't he a pastry chef? He still has this skill." With a cold face, she said, "But I want to eat dessert more today."

Knowing Mrs. Chen's temper is persistent and she doesn't like to change things, she still wanted to help Tang Yi: "I heard that the noodle he brought is unique, and a thousand-year-old ginseng is added to the soup. It is good for the body after eating , you might as well try it first. I have all the ingredients for dessert."

Mrs. Chen didn't say anything, she just stood up from the chair and said, "Let's go, let's talk to the chef." Then she and Lin Qing went to the kitchen.

The two walked around the hall and walked to the door of the kitchen. Seeing that Tang Yi had already started to work, Mrs. Chen stopped and stretched out her palm to make Lin Qing stop.Mrs. Chen: "Looking at Tang Yi's preparations, there will be a big drama about to start, let's just watch here!"

I saw Tang Yi throwing most of the ginseng into the air, raising a knife with both hands to cut out a phantom in the air, thin slices of ginseng fluttering down, covering the chicken skeleton with skin and flesh removed, putting armor on the bloody chicken body, wrapping it The lotus leaves are thrown into the boiling soup and boiled.

After that, just like the last time in the noodle shop kitchen, close your eyes and feel the steaming temperature in the pot, judge the heat and pour soup into it.Then, knead the noodles, raise the noodles, pull the noodles, throw the noodles, and cook the noodles.

The difference from last time was that Tang Yi took out a set of snow-white jade bowls from the inner liner of the ingredients box.This is what Tang Yi saw at the store where he bought Babao chicken, and he rented it from the clerk for a few days, in order to give Mrs. Chen a surprise, so that a bowl of [-] Babao chicken noodle would be delicious in terms of color, fragrance and taste. Deserved.

Tang Yi put the hot noodle soup into the bowl. The cold jade bowl gradually heated up, and the snow-white bowl gradually changed with the temperature and the height of the soup. The black spread upwards, with different shades, just like a painting of a poet drunk Random graffiti landscape painting, not deliberate, but freehand.With the curling smoke from the noodle soup, it has an indescribable beauty.

Seeing that Tang Yi cooked such wonderful dishes in one go, Mrs. Chen raised her hands to applaud him, and sighed: "I didn't expect Master Tang to have such a skill. He is one of a thousand talents!"

Tang Yi's kung fu is taught by the gourmet system. Naturally, he is embarrassed and said modestly: "It's just a small skill."

Who knows that the food system is not happy, and rebelled against Tang Yi at such a serious and serious moment of pretense.

[The system refuses to be inferior and opposes modesty, please show the courage it should have.In order to punish you for your slip of the tongue, the system punishes you for researching a delicacy and handing in your homework next Wednesday. 】

Although Tang Yi was a little angry, he couldn't protest the system in front of Mrs. Chen.To other uninformed people, talking to themselves would be regarded as crazy.

The noodle soup was brought to Mrs. Chen. Mrs. Chen took a deep breath to eat the aroma into her lungs first, and asked, "What kind of noodles are these?"

Tang Yi was like a student obediently handing in the test papers and other grades, and replied, "Babaoji Zamian."

He patted his thigh as if remembering something again, said "Yes, I almost forgot", then ran back to the kitchen, picked up the lotus leaf bag in the soup pot, put it on the plate of the same set of bowls and fiddled with it, revealing Present the fresh and tender shredded chicken to Mrs. Chen.

Mrs. Chen ate chicken, soup, and fried noodles, and she was sweating profusely after eating.After eating, he wiped his mouth and looked happy, but said: "This is not the best noodle I have ever eaten."

Tang Yi's face changed, and a Mrs. Chen was dissatisfied.I saw Mrs. Chen showing a naughty look on her serious face, and said, "But this is the most comfortable noodle I have eaten in so many years."

Mrs. Chen sighed and continued: "You may not know that when we were young, we could see the sky full of stars and smell the green grass when we were lying on the grass at night, and the air would not be full of smoke and dust as it is now.

For some reason, this noodle has the breath of nature.I have been in this big city full of high-rise buildings for a long time, and I almost forgot the comfort of relaxing all over my body and mind.”

Tang Yi wiped the sweat left by the tense forehead, thinking: Is this the effect of the thousand-year-old ginseng?

Mrs. Chen finished publishing her poems about food. After all, she is a businessman and never forgets to talk about ordinary things.She knew that she couldn't lose Tang Yi, so she asked: "You came so prepared, this dish must be expensive, tell me, how much is the price?"