Douluo: Peeking at the diary, the goddesses are broken

Hearing their laughter, Wang Jingyu couldn't help but be stunned. He indeed spent just over a day traveling the thousands of kilometers.

I also spent a lot of time meeting Hu Liena and beating up the dormitory aunt and Xie Yue.

He traveled across the north and south in more than a day, from Tiandou Imperial City to Star Luo Imperial City. In his opinion, it was normal, just a simple flight to catch up.

He almost forgot that he could easily complete the journey in just over a day.

For these civilians, it is indeed unimaginable, especially the speed at which they fly is obviously unimaginable to them.

So when I told the truth, it was regarded as bragging, which was quite embarrassing.

In order to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings, Wang Jingyu quickly showed an embarrassed expression after his lies were exposed, and said with an apologetic smile.

"Sorry, sorry, I have been traveling for two days in a row without taking a break, so my mind is a little confused. Please forgive me.

Shopkeeper, your spicy soup tastes pretty good. It would be even better if it could be paired with a few fried dough sticks. "

"Youtiao? What are youtiao?"

The breakfast shop owner looked at Wang Jingyu with confusion at this time, not understanding what he was talking about.

Listening to what the shop owner said, Wang Jingyu guessed that there were no fried dough sticks in Douluo Continent, which was no wonder.

Although the Douluo Continent setting has many local delicacies from China in previous lives, not everything is available.

It was normal for the breakfast shop owner to have never heard of fried dough sticks. After Wang Jingyu thought about it, he introduced it to him.

“Youtiao are a kind of fried long-shaped pasta with a crispy and chewy texture. In fact, the preparation is also very simple.

Just divide the fermented dough into two thin strips, then interweave the two thin strips together, put it in a boiling oil pan and fry it until it is golden brown. "

Wang Jingyu showed an expression of enjoyment while explaining how to make fried dough sticks.

“Cut the deep-fried dough sticks into seven or eight small pieces, then pour them with soy sauce and pair them with spicy soup, which is definitely more popular than this steamed bun.”

Wang Jingyu thought of his past life, when he went to buy spicy soup, you would always order fried dough sticks.

Sometimes, because he goes late, the fried dough sticks have been sold out, which makes him feel quite unhappy.

Seeing Wang Jingyu's expression of enjoyment at this moment, several guards couldn't help but want to taste the fried dough sticks with spicy soup.

However, the owner of this breakfast shop didn't know how to make it, so he asked Wang Jingyu for advice.

"Brother, can you make the fried dough sticks you mentioned? If you can, please teach me. If it is as you say, I will thank you very much."

Wang Jingyu frowned, thought for a while, and thought to himself that making fried dough sticks is not a difficult technical job.

After all, in his previous life, he had often been in front of a breakfast stall, watching the stall owner making fried dough sticks. Even if he had never eaten pork, he had seen pigs running away.

But it would be very embarrassing if you keep saying how delicious the fried dough sticks are but fail in front of others.

So it's best to try it a few times yourself. If it succeeds, it would be a good idea to teach the boss the specific method.

From now on, during his stay in Star Luo Imperial City, he can often come here to have breakfast. He is still very happy to have breakfast that tastes like his previous life.

Wang Jingyu thought of this and asked the shopkeeper: "Boss, do you have fermented flour? I will make some myself for you to try."

"Fermented dough? Yes, of course. Whether we make steamed buns or steamed buns, we must have dough. How much do you need? I'll get it for you."

The shop owner showed great interest and hoped to learn something from Wang Jingyu.

Wang Jingyu was not polite and asked the boss for a pound of fermented dough, then walked directly into the kitchen.

The waiter who was originally in the kitchen was kicked out by Wang Jingyu. Looking at the confused waiter, the owner asked him to rest for a while and get back to work later.

After Wang Jingyu entered the kitchen, he saw a pot burning oil. It was originally used for frying scallion pancakes.

Seeing that there was ready hot oil, Wang Jingyu hurriedly took out the milk that had been prepared in the storage space and mixed it into the fermented dough.

Based on the memory of the breakfast stall owner making fried dough sticks in his previous life, he started to tinker with it.

After seven or eight minutes, Wang Jingyu successfully made a dozen fried dough sticks, and they felt very fluffy.

I failed to do the first two. After gaining experience, of course I can do it accurately.

He put the prepared fried dough sticks in a basin and brought them all out of the kitchen.

Cut two of them into more than a dozen sections with scissors and put them on a small plate. After pouring soy sauce on them, he put them in front of his table and started eating.

Seeing this, the shopkeeper and the guards followed his example and took two sticks each.

Cut the fried dough sticks into more than a dozen sections and put them on a plate, and enjoy them with soy sauce and spicy spicy soup.

They discovered that, just as Wang Jingyu said, these fried dough sticks, which are soft and crispy, taste really good.

Especially after drizzled with soy sauce and paired with spicy spicy soup, the taste is simply delicious.

"Well, it tastes really good. It's more delicious than steamed buns, steamed buns and even scallion pancakes. It melts in your mouth and seems to have a bit of milky flavor."

A guard was happily tasting the fried dough sticks made by Wang Jingyu, looking very comfortable and enjoying himself.

Another guard beside him nodded seriously and agreed.

"Indeed, it just feels fluffy and looks very long, but it doesn't taste very filling."

The third guard directly pushed the original two drawers of steamed buns in front of the opponent, and reached out to grab the fried dough sticks in front of him.

"If you want to be full, you can eat steamed buns. Why are you eating these fried dough sticks? Give me the fried dough sticks and give you the steamed buns."

"Fuck you, uncle, can you save some for me? I'm just saying it's not enough, but I'm not saying it's not delicious."

Guard No. 2 directly tapped the outstretched right hand of the guard on the ground with his chopsticks and cursed.

After the shop owner happily finished the two fried dough sticks in his hand, he smashed them into his mouth and said thoughtfully.

"Well, I have to say, these fried dough sticks taste very good, and when paired with the spicy spicy soup, they really feel delicious.

It's a pity that the quantity is too small, it would be nice if there were more. "

After talking to himself, he walked up to Wang Jingyu and showed a pleading expression to him.

"Brother, can you teach me what you just made? If you are willing to teach me, I can pay you ten gold soul coins as a reward."

How to buy fried dough sticks with ten gold soul coins?joke?

Does he look like someone who is short of money?Obviously not, but Wang Jingyu has some other ideas now...