Eternal Food Paradise.

Chapter 172 Sliced ​​Noodles

Sliced ​​noodles!

Seeing the noodle stick in the store manager's "cutting" hand, along with long strips of snowflakes, colorful like rain, falling into the boiling clear water pot, this noodle stick also shrank visibly with the naked eye.

Just one or two minutes.

The noodle stick evaporated out of thin air in Xia Yan's hands.

To be precise, it turned into miniature white "jade dragons" swimming around in a hot water pot.

While the noodle sticks disappeared, the tight and suffocating cooking did not take a breather. Ms. Red Dragon and Sarah Gerdo saw Xia Yan quickly put down the noodle-shaving kitchen knife, and then took a large With a metal colander, the tools were scooped into the hot water pot, and those naughty and energetic white noodles were caught in the net immediately.

The metal sieve and colander shook a few times in mid-air to clean up the hot water it brought up, and then it was placed on the sink.

Xia Yan turned on the faucet and let the noodles run through the cold water.

"Hey hey hey!"

At the same time, put a spoonful of cooking oil in a frying pan other than the hot water pot, and quickly cook it to a smoking temperature.

Xia Yan's pace still seemed unhurried.

First, pour vinegar and soy sauce on the bottom of the noodle bowl. As for the ratio, there should be more vinegar, but it must be accurate to a few. If a customer asks him curiously about the chef, Xia Yan may smile slightly and say "" Appropriate amount" is a very Chinese-style word.

The noodles are in bowls.

By the way, sprinkle the chopped ginger, onion and garlic on the top of the noodles.

At this time.

Ms. Red Dragon sniffed her nose: "Spicy?"

The little maids Aletta and Sarah Gerdo also quickly smelled the spicy smell that was quickly filling the air, and at the same time, with a frightening look in their eyes, they put their hands under the kitchen table and took out a bottle of seasoning The store manager who picked up the ingredients and lifted the lid.

The spiciness is coming out of the open bottle!

A spoonful.

two scoops.

third scoop.

The little maid and the female treasure hunter count silently.

In their field of vision, the original plain and clean noodle bowl, just because of the added spoonful of red seasoning, is like a handful of flaming tongues on the white tip of the noodle!Suddenly it gets hot!

"enough!"

Seeing the third spoon, Xia Yan didn't show any signs of stopping. Ms. Honglong's nose was sweating, her eyes fluttered and she yelled to stop.

"Ok?"

Xia Yan's right hand holding the spoon paused in the air, and turned his head, "Is it really enough, ma'am?"

In Ms. Red Dragon's ears, these words were full of regrets, which made her shudder for no reason. As noble and powerful as her, the supreme dragon, how long has it been since she felt this sense of danger that originated from intuition and spirituality?

why.

"Cooking" served in a bowl.

Will it make her feel afraid?
"enough!"

"It's really enough!"

Her intuition told her that she should not be stubborn, and she should be a proud and strong woman, but she suddenly gave in in her aura.

Tsk, Xia Yan regretted secretly, so he had to put down the spoon and screw on the bottle cap.

This bottle of seasoning, of course, is native to the system.

Anyway, it’s been a while since I’ve used it, it’s not that Xia Yan doesn’t like to use such seasonings, but he reported the idea of ​​taking a wide range of cooking skills, and tried his best to restrain himself from using local products from the system, super bean paste, rendering and creating "Darkness" traits.

He can't always rely on the local products of the system, otherwise he can only be a nine-star chef forever, and can't get his own "traits" at all, so as to break through the bottleneck of the super class.

As for the reason for this use.

Very simple.

He already has the same powerful "broken painting" weapon, so he has no worries.

Besides, in the face of a crucial special exam, whatever cards you have on your body should be thrown out like bombs, and you don't need to hide them.

And Ms. Honglong is a good test subject.

When Xia Yan tightened the bottle cap, he couldn't help muttering in his heart: "If the person at the bar knows that I use her as a test mouse, I'm afraid she will be furious and blow up this dimensional Chinese house on the spot..."

"Done yet?"

An unhappy voice made Xia Yan, who was muttering, quickly stop his thoughts. He was worried that this "Pillar God", the supreme dragon, had a telepathy that a mortal like him could not imagine, and could see through his mind full of bad images of trying vegetables and prescribing medicines.

"All right."

Xia Yan replied, picked up the whole mouth of the frying pan, and poured all the smoldering hot oil into the noodle bowl.

Sizzling, high-temperature oil, ginger, onion, and garlic, and the 'bean paste' mixed on the top, together inspired an incredible and delicious melody.

Completed!

Put the noodle bowl on the bar and push it along.

"Please—" Xia Yan also handed out a pair of chopsticks, "Stir well before eating."

Ms. Red Dragon did not do so immediately, but turned around and asked Sarah Gerdo:

"Is this different from the pasta you just ate?"

Sarah Gerdo wanted to reply that there was a big difference, but when she smelled the hot, sour and refreshing smell that filled the air of the store after pouring hot oil, the huntress was a little surprised and couldn't figure it out.

"In terms of taste, there is not much difference."

She paused and added:
"It's just in form, it's so different!"

So Ms. Honglong turned her head, faced the shop manager at the bar, and continued to express dissatisfaction: "So, it is the same dish with similar taste, why is my recipe different from hers?"

This subtext seems to be very unhappy about being treated differently as the supreme dragon.

Xia Yan couldn't stop laughing.

With such a long life, why do you still care so much about such mundane things as treatment standards?However, after thinking that this is a different world continent, the gods of other people's family, and the way for others to exalt the throne of gods, it is not a matter of keeping the law of heaven and destroying human desires. It's just a powerful professional.

"This is specially 'custom' for you, ma'am." Xia Yan explained, "I made a bowl of thin and dried noodles for Miss Sarah. I think your tongue may not like the overly refined style. .”

"This bowl is served now. It's very casual and atmospheric. It must suit your appetite! Well, a big bowl of wide noodles!" Xia Yan really wanted to hum a song to express his painting style.

"Is that so? Made to order?"

Ms. Honglong was suspicious, but she didn't hear anything strange from the store manager's confident words.

She still picked up the chopsticks and patiently stirred the noodles and seasonings.

Seeing that this unprovoked guest finally started, Xia Yan heaved a sigh of relief and checked the cooking log——

Completion, 55%.

Compared with the previous "waste", it has increased by a few percentages.

But it's still "waste"!

"This is useless..." Xia Yan couldn't laugh or cry.

The first one, waste on his rough ramen craft.

And this second way.

The crux of the problem is that the "Yulong Hand" can't be used well, so it is put in a bowl, and there is a big problem in kneading the system's native products such as "Superior Doubanjiang".

But when Xia Yan looked carefully at the message of "Abandoned", he was taken aback suddenly:
"hiss!"

"Waste can still [power] the darkness concentration? Is it the "wind of escape" again? ! "

(End of this chapter)