gourmet chef

Chapter 118

After posting the closure notice, it was exactly four o'clock.

A black car parked firmly in front of his shop.

Roll down the car window, revealing Han Dali's face wearing sunglasses. He took off his glasses and waved to Bai Xiaobai, "Brother, get in the car."

Bai Xiaobai quickly poured the dog food into the automatic feeding machine, so that Xiao Hei had dinner again.

After finishing everything, Bai Xiaobai quickly locked the store door and got into Han Dali's car.

"Brother, it's been a long time. Since the last time, I've been back to the Imperial Capital for business, and I've only returned to Jianghai City in the past two days, so I haven't had time to visit your store." Han Dali started the car, turned the steering wheel, and said.

No wonder the last time I said that I would bring my brothers to join us, but there was no news about it until now.

Of course, Bai Xiaobai would not complain hypocritically, he cared too much about these details, and it was only when Han Dali happened to mention it that he remembered it.

"Brother Han, where is the party held?" Bai Xiaobai changed the subject.

"The party was held in the apartment in the community where I lived. I also invited a few friends. We all sat down to have a meal, drink some wine, and just have fun. There is no special program." Han Dali Said while driving.

It turned out to be similar to a small family party, which is okay.Bai Xiaobai has a little fear of crowds. If there are too many people in a small confined space at the same time, he will feel a little uncomfortable.

The car was driving slowly on the road. While waiting for the traffic lights, Han Dali turned his head, looked at Bai Xiaobai, and said, "Brother, I invite you to my birthday party today. Actually, I have something else I want to invite you to." You help."

"Brother Han, tell me what's going on, and I'll try my best to help." Bai Xiaobai and Han Dali have a strong relationship, as long as it's not against nature, reason, or human ethics, he will try his best to help if he can't do it.

"It's my birthday today, and I ordered takeout for other dishes. I don't need you to cook, but I hope you can cook me a bowl of longevity noodles." Han Dali said without ink.

Bai Xiaobai originally thought that going to the party today was completely empty-handed, but he never thought that Han Dali would ask him to cook longevity noodles.

However, cooking gourmet food is also my old profession, so it is not difficult.

"Brother Han, it's okay. I didn't bring any presents anyway, so I'll cook longevity noodles for you as a birthday present." Bai Xiaobai and Han Dali are very close, and their words are half-joking, not too serious.

"Okay, although it's a bit opportunistic, but I accept this gift." Han Dali smiled, stepped on the accelerator to speed up, and drove towards the destination community.

Fifteen minutes later, the car parked in the underground garage of the Bauhinia Community.

Bai Xiaobai took the elevator with Han Dali to the eleventh floor.

The door of the room where Han Dali lives is open, and there are several people inside who are tidying up the table and cleaning.
Seeing Han Dali coming in with a strange face, the man with the sharpest eyes and dyed hair and tattoos was the first to joke, "Hey, Brother Dali, your chef is finally here."

"He is also a buddy of mine, his name is Huang Huabao, you can just call him Bread." Brother Han introduced the tattooed man in front of Bai Xiaobai.

nicknamed bread...

A row of black lines appeared on Bai Xiaobai's forehead, this nickname is a bit funny.

How did Bai Xiaobai know that Huang Huabao's nickname had a lot to do with his eating habits.

Huang Huabao had to eat a piece of bread for three meals. He would be unhappy without bread, and he would be in a panic if he didn't eat a meal, so he got this nickname.

"Hello." Bai Xiaobai nodded slightly, and greeted Bread.

"Dali, your chef is quite gentle." A fat white man said with a smile on his face.

Han Dali just wanted to introduce, but the fat man patted his chest and introduced himself, "My name is Wang Tenghui. Everyone calls me Fatty Wang, and you can call me that too."

Speaking of Fatty Wang, Bai Xiaobai remembered a certain tomb robbery novel.

To be honest, looking at his body and his tone of voice, Fatty Wang in front of him is quite empathetic.

After Han Dali introduced all his friends, he briefly introduced Bai Xiaobai, and everyone got to know each other initially.

Han Dali's friends at the party, there are three men in total, the serious names are relatively awkward, so Bai Xiaobai can't remember them clearly, but he can remember all the nicknames and nicknames.

In addition to Bread and Fatty Wang, the remaining one is nicknamed Liu Cake.

Almost every nickname has something to do with food, and everyone in their relationship is a foodie.

Bai Xiaobai's head was covered with waterfall sweat, but he asked calmly, "Brother Han, where is your kitchen?"

To make longevity noodles, without systematic black-tech equipment, it takes a while to make and wake up the noodles, so it must be prepared in advance.

"Brother, come with me." Han Dali led Bai Xiaobai to a spacious kitchen.

"I've prepared the ingredients in advance, and they're all here. Brother, if you still feel that you're missing something, tell me, there's a supermarket downstairs, and I'll go buy it right away." Han Dali said straightforwardly.

Bai Xiaobai counted the ingredients in the kitchen and said, "There is nothing missing, Brother Han, you can go out and play, leave it to me here."

Han Dali originally wanted to stay and do some business, but after thinking about it, he was a poor cook and hadn't even held a kitchen knife before, so he would only get in the way here.

After thinking for a while, Han Dali instinctively exited the kitchen and went outside to greet other friends.

Bai Xiaobai stayed in the kitchen alone and began to make preparations.

Among the Chinese people, there has always been a custom of eating longevity noodles on birthdays. According to legend, it is related to Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty. After thousands of years, it has been passed down to this day.

Eating longevity noodles has always been a birthday tradition, but with the entry of Western culture, modern Chinese people eat cakes and blow out candles to make wishes on birthdays, and traditional culture has gradually been abandoned.

When Bai Xiaobai was very young, he celebrated his birthday in the countryside. No matter how busy the farm work was, no matter how tired his body was, his parents would find time to cook a bowl of longevity noodles for him.

Because of the relationship between his parents, Bai Xiaobai has also kept this traditional custom unchanged.Even after his parents passed away, he never forgot to cook a bowl of noodles in clear soup for his birthday.

With years of accumulated experience, Bai Xiaobai has a deep memory of how to make longevity noodles, and he has his own unique insights.

The main ingredient of longevity noodles is high-gluten flour, with various seasonings, representing people's good wishes for the future. As for the specific method, it varies from place to place.

For example, Fujian has specific longxu noodles, and Jiangsu has hollow noodles. As for the seasoning methods, it is even more varied.

For Han Dali's Longevity Noodles, Bai Xiaobai already had a plan in mind, instead of making ramen noodles, he made hand-rolled noodles, and he also had an idea about the seasoning method.

Cleaning up the countertops, Bai Xiaobai washed his hands, then scooped out the white flour from the flour bag, and began to add eggs and water to knead the dough.

After countless baptisms of kneading dough for Supreme Beef Noodles, the work of kneading dough is not as difficult as it used to be for Bai Xiaobai.

He kneaded with ease, and soon a bright dough was born under his kneading.

When Bai Xiaobai showed his skills in the kitchen.

Several friends of Han Dali outside the kitchen stopped their work at the same time.

"Brother Dali, let me tell you, isn't the chef you invited here to make longevity noodles? Why is there no movement in the kitchen at all?" Bread asked puzzled.

"That's right, when people cook delicious food, the movement and rhythm are like piano music. This is too quiet." Liu Cake echoed.

"How about, let's go to the kitchen door," Fatty Wang suggested.

"As long as you talk too much, my brother is busy, so don't join us if you have nothing to do." Han Dali stopped him.

"Dali, it doesn't matter if you take a look. Besides, maybe your brother accidentally cut his hand when cutting the ingredients, and the blood passed out. Don't kill anyone." Fatty Wang suddenly said such a funny thing. In a word.

Regardless of Han Dali's objection, the three of them were full of curiosity, walked outside the kitchen at the same time, craned their necks to take a look inside the kitchen.

Just take a look.

Bread, Fatty Wang, and Cake Liu showed unbelievable expressions at the same time.

　Thank you for the 1000 starting coins rewarded by the Du family, and thank you for your support for this book!Because of the power outage, I almost couldn't type. Fortunately, I finally got a call, so sorry for the late update.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)