Plural Apostles

Kallen happily kneaded the dough into strips, then took it off the chopping board, and skillfully shook and stretched the dough into long strips. Then she put her hands together, one hand holding the two closed dough pieces, and the other hand It was a slight force, and the hanging, elliptical hollow noodles were shaken.

Immediately, the noodles began to turn, starting from the noodle heads that were pinched together, the two noodles spun and twisted together like a twist. When the twist was about to reach the end, Kallen quickly stretched out her hand to pinch the end, Knead it into a noodle head with the palm of your hand slightly, then lift the noodle and shake and stretch it again, repeating this action continuously.

Siegfried looked at Kallen's movements in a daze, and couldn't think of any Chinese pasta from the other party's movements. After all, he was not interested in cooking skills, nor was he interested in the circle of chefs.

"The master of Shenzhou said that this is called Liutiao, stretching strips, making the noodles smooth, Liushun... It probably means that it will not be easy to break when stretching the noodles later. I don't know why it is called so. It sounds weird. "Karen kept repeating the movements of folding in half, crossing spirals, folding in half, and crossing spirals, while chatting with Siegfried, "That Shenzhou master is very nice, and he also said that I have talent, and I will become a generation of chefs in the future. "

"Due to some historical reasons, the older generation in China generally don't have a good impression of foreigners." Siegfried smiled, "He is willing to teach you, and he seems to be a very enlightened person."

"Really? At the beginning, I paid a lot of tuition fees, and the master said that he could try to teach me. After I learned a few kinds of pasta crafts, the master looked at me and said that the bones were amazing, and he would become a master. Such nonsense words, and then I refunded nine tenths of the tuition fee."

Karen stopped the movement of smoothing the noodles rather strangely. She put the smooth noodles on the chopping board, then sprinkled a layer of noodles on the chopping board, and then folded the noodles vigorously, pressing her palms to Press the two noodles together, and then Kun faces to the length before folding: "He taught me a lot of noodle making skills, and he said he would teach me some other dishes for free, but I'm not a chef, just a noodle restaurant Yes, of course I don’t need to learn those things, the master teacher looks very regretful...well, I remember when I asked him why he refunded [-]% of my tuition fee, he said so..."

Folding in half and stretching the noodles several times in a row, Kallen still had the energy to chat with Siegfried: "Ten times the tuition fee is enough to make me tempted to teach you cooking, and I will pay you back nine tenths because I think your attitude, talent , is qualified to be my apprentice, but I just want to learn how to make noodles, and learning other things is meaningless to me.”

"What did the master say?"

"It's quite disappointing, but I don't have to learn it. It's just that when I finished learning pastry, the old chef often felt something... Well, I don't understand it. Basically, he is talking about cooking It is culture, culture is beauty, and the pursuit of beauty is the right way in the world.”

"Different countries have different beauties. I learned a lot after walking around. It's a pity that some rigid guys are swayed by politics, self-righteous and self-righteous. It's really funny to despise this and that. It's not a nuclear bomb. Hiding it is like fearing that someone will cut you down with a kitchen knife. Being a human being has not learned how to be self-improving. It is a set of things to compare bad in the circle... It's a pity that I can't see this ability being rejected. It will be the day when people will carry forward and spread it all over the world, bringing happiness to more people.”

Karen shrugged and folded the noodles again: "It's probably these things."

Siegfried smiled and said, "It seems like a master...but what kind of face are you doing?"

"Dragon Beard Noodles! Thirteen buckles...one more buckle! Passed! The master said this is a cool cooking skill!"

Kallen showed a bright smile. She put the noodles on the chopping board, stepped on a small stool next to her, and then lifted the noodles that had been folded in half fourteen times. She raised her hands above her head and kept shaking. The noodles spread out like a waterfall.

Hill looked at it in amazement, and clapped his little hands: "Wow! That's amazing!"

"Hey, that's what all the onlookers said when the old master stretched out the dragon's beard noodles."

Kallen slightly bent down to remove the noodles, and put the long beard noodles into a large colander. She held the handle of the colander, dipped the colander into the hot oil in the oil pan, and passed it quickly. The slender noodles or noodles , directly fried mature noodles, slightly oily golden, looks really good-looking.

Put the dense noodles into the bowl with the base material, and then scoop out a spoonful of hot soup from the pot next to it for making thick soup, and pour the soup on the noodles. The fat on the noodles is washed away, and the noodles are extremely slender It blooms like a flower in the soup, and spreads out, revealing pieces of regular, well-textured beef, and the fat floats on the soup surface, converging into a layer of golden shiny oil.

boom!

Putting this bowl of noodles in front of Siegfried, Karen smiled and said, "Try it soon? I learned this specially... Well, although you haven't heard of it, it's good to try the handicrafts of your hometown." right?"

The heat rose slightly, and the smile at the corner of Siegfried's mouth seemed to be silent for a while. He took apart the chopsticks, and without answering Karen's words, he just tasted the delicacy silently.

Has the other party been learning how to cook?But this thought...

After all, I have no way to respond.

Chapter 780 Seven Games

A very delicious bowl of beef and longxu noodles.

Siegfried was eating noodles with a smile, and Kallen was reading the story of how she learned how to make noodles this month. She had a bright smile on her face, and she was talking to herself, Whenever she talked about how she learned a new craft, she would look very excited.

At first Siegfried was able to eat noodles and echoed Karen's topic casually, but then he found that he didn't need to echo at all, the other party could chat a lot on their own and laugh naturally .

Siegfried chewed the soup-soaked, slender dragon beard noodles, as if he saw that during the past month, when he was running around on the case, the other party was learning crafts everywhere, learning how to knead noodles, how to pull noodles, how to prepare ingredients , following Kallen's self-talking narration, a figure beside the chopping board with a serious expression and enthusiasm, kneading the dough hard, sweating slightly on his forehead, and constantly thinking about what to do slowly emerged ...

"Hard work, passion and sincerity."

Siegfried put down the empty bowl, and Kallen, who was thinking about it, froze for a moment: "Ah? What do you mean?"

"Your smile." With a smile on the corner of Siegfried's mouth, he took out a tissue and wiped his mouth, "It's different from mine."

"Is there anything different?" Karen stared at Siegfried's face curiously, "Aren't you smiling too?"

"Perfunctory, responding, adjusting the atmosphere, pretending, I don't know what expression to make, smiling always makes others feel better, I don't know whether I am happy when I smile, but there is always reality in smiling Useful...it's something I'm used to."

Siegfried threw the paper he had wiped his mouth into the trash can: "We have quite different ideas, so I don't appreciate your kindness... Let's talk about the case."

"About the case? You are directly talking to Bu... cough, cough, why are you telling me about the case? Could it be that you are still suspecting that I am a strange thief? In fact, I am not." Ge Fei's words were weird. When she picked up a clean wool handkerchief to wipe her palms, she remembered the note she had left before, "Sieg Fei, I want to ask you something."

"what's up?"

"If...well, I mean if!" Karen first emphasized the premise, she paid attention to Siegfried's expression, and said slowly, "That...if you fall in love with someone, but..."

Is it still here...

Siegfried sighed in his heart, and simply interrupted Kallen briefly: "Impossible."

Caroline was stunned for a moment: "Huh?"

"For me, there are too many things that are more important than love, and love is a matter between two people, so it is impossible for me to fall in love with anyone." Siegfried stood up with a smile, picked up the hat next to him and put it on. Above his head, he glanced at Karen's confused expression, "Fantasy is too far away for me...Miss Karen, see you later."

"Oh oh, see you later."

Karen waved her hand subconsciously, and watched Siegfried go away, only then did she realize that Siegfried seemed to have some dark circles, probably because he has been busy solving cases recently so he didn't have much rest.

So what should be done?After the case is over, will Siegfried discuss this topic with him when he is free?Karen scratched her head and thought about it, but she didn't know when this dream would end. If it ended before explaining her thoughts to Siegfried, wouldn't it be over?

"Aunt Karen, what do you want to do?"

Karen, who was in deep thought, came back to her senses, looked at Hill with a curious face, and smiled awkwardly: "Thinking about something later... Hill, what do you think of Siegfried's character?"

"How?" Hill tilted his head, thinking for a while, "I feel...I feel like a tired person who worked hard to live."

Originally, it was just to change the subject, but Karen felt that Hill's statement had some meaning: "I'm tired of living? How should I say it?"

"Eh..." Hill scratched her head and organized her words, but she didn't know how to transform the feeling in her heart into clear words that others could understand. She blushed and tried hard to think, "Probably... probably It's the feeling that you can never win, but you still have to keep fighting..."