Interstellar national male god

"Eat it all." Mr. Han said, and he was the first one to start with the braised pork impatiently.

As soon as this braised pork was put into his mouth, Mr. Han was stunned. The lean meat was soft and glutinous, the fatty meat was fragrant but not greasy, and the pig skin was transparent and elastic. The combination of the three was so delicious that one couldn't wait to eat it. The tongue was choked out.

Seeing Mr. Han's expression, the others couldn't wait to start with the dish they fancy, and in the next second they all showed the same intoxicated expression as Mr. Han.

"Luo Luo, you are awesome, your cooking is so delicious." Mama Han couldn't help but praised, if it wasn't for maintaining the reservedness of a woman, she couldn't help but eat her chopsticks like flying.

I didn't expect Luo Lingxing to be so good at cooking at such a young age. They really found a treasure, and the TV and movies are also very good. Several of her sisters are fans of Luo Luo. If they know Luo Luo is his daughter-in-law, and she will definitely envy her to death.

"Aunt Han is over the award." Luo Lingxing said with a modest smile.

"Not for the award, not for the award at all. These dishes are not comparable to the five-star chefs outside. They are definitely the best I have ever eaten." Mother Han did not forget to sandwich the dishes as she spoke. .

"Grandma, I want to eat that." Because of her small size and short hands, the little girl Han Shuxin was not very proficient in using chopsticks. She was really weak among a group of people scrambling for food, so she had to ask for help.

Those sparkling eyes watched his favorite dishes being picked up by others constantly, which made him anxious, wishing to climb up on the table.

"Okay." Mother Han said lovingly, and then directly brought the plate that Han Shuxin liked to the children.

Mr. Han and Father Han, who were planning to pick up food, suddenly paused with their hands holding chopsticks. Just as they wanted to see who was so daring to grab something from them, they saw Han Shuxin eating with gusto, and suddenly his old face blushed and his wrist twitched. , turned to other dishes.

Grabbing food with children, they really can't get rid of their old faces.

Mr. Han has also eaten countless delicacies in his life. Whether it is from Luoyun Star, Emperor Star or other planets, he has basically tasted all of them, but there is really nothing that makes him want to eat like now. I don't want to say it, and I even feel that what I ate before was for nothing.

Except for what Han's mother said at the beginning, the rest of the time could only hear the sound of chopsticks colliding with vegetables. If an outsider was here, they would definitely think that the Han family had a rule of "no talking when eating or sleeping".

"Big brother, the dishes you cook are really delicious, even better than my mommy's." The little girl Han Shuxin was very satisfied with the food, and said very sincerely, and her stomach was full, obviously already I'm full.

In fact, the children Han Shuxin were not the only ones who were full. The faces of the other elders were also slightly flushed. It was because these foods were so delicious that they were all full by accident.

In order to maintain the majesty of the elders, I can't sit paralyzed like a child, but can only maintain a posture of sitting upright. This is really a lot of pressure on the stretched stomach.

"Oh, Luo Luo's craftsmanship is really good. I have nothing to say. After this meal, I don't know if I can still eat the chef's food." Old Man Han couldn't help sighing.

He really didn't mean to praise Luo Lingxing on purpose, he was really worried about whether he would be able to eat at night, after all, "it's easy to go from frugal to extravagant, but difficult to go from extravagant to frugal".

"If Grandpa Han wants to eat, I'll make it for you." Luo Lingxing said with a smile, and he was also very happy to see people cheering on him.

In the previous life, I liked to cook and eat by myself, but at that time, most of them were alone, and even if I made it, I could only enjoy it by myself.

"Okay." Mr. Han is really thinking about the possibility of his grandson getting married after he gets married.

It's fine if you haven't tasted Luo Lingxing's craftsmanship before, but now you taste it, but you can't eat it often, it is really a kind of torture.

In fact, Mr. Han is obviously not the only one who has this kind of thought. It's a pity that other people are even more embarrassed to say it. After all, they always let the juniors cook for them, and they will also be very embarrassed.

After all, everyone at dinner couldn't resist the temptation of Luo Lingxing's delicious food, and asked Luo Lingxing to cook another meal. Mother Han was still at the side to help, but they also took the opportunity to learn.

When Luo Lingxing returned to Luo's house, the lights were already on. Mr. Luo was sitting in the living room, and when he saw Han Junzhan, he gave him an angry tiger eye, obviously very dissatisfied with their coming back at this time.

Han Junzhan: ...

They came back after dinner, it shouldn't be too late... right?

"It's too late for you guys to come back. See what time it is. Grandpa had to wait for Xiaoxing to come back to have dinner together. Now that the meal is past, grandpa hasn't eaten much." Luo Bingze said dissatisfied. Even he didn't eat much, after all, the food cooked at home is not as delicious as Xiaoxing's.

Originally, they were already used to the food at home, but Xiaoxing made breakfast as soon as he came back, so the memory of the big meal that he ate during the Chinese New Year last time came back, and they finally got used to the food made in the kitchen at home, and now they eat it again I can't stop, and I don't know how long it will take to get used to it again.

With just one sentence, Luo Lingxing understood what they meant, immediately smiled tolerantly, and said, "I just wanted to have some supper, do you have anything else to eat? I'll make it together."

"Me!" Luo Bingze was the first to raise his hand to sign up.

"Hmph." The arrogant old man was embarrassed to say, so he could only snort coldly, Luo Lingxing counted it.

"Does Jun Zhan still want to eat?" Luo Lingxing asked, anyway, he made as many servings as he wanted.

Before Han Junzhan could speak, Luo Bingze said again: "It's getting late, you go back first, it's not safe to go back too late."

Han Junzhan: ...

"Besides, it's not good to live together before marriage. People will gossip about it." Luo Bingze continued, pushing Han Junzhan away as he spoke, with warning in his eyes.

Han Junzhan was helpless, didn't he just grab some food from this third brother-in-law in the morning, as for holding grudges till now.

But what he said is also right. Generally, couples rarely live together before they get married. Although he and Luo Luo have been living together for a long time, they are going to get married soon, so it is better to abide by the rules.

So, Han Junzhan had no choice but to bid farewell to Luo Lingxing and Mr. Luo. Luo Lingxing nodded and didn't stay longer.

After sending Han Junzhan away, Luo Bingze felt much better. Such a well-behaved brother will soon take advantage of that bastard. Thinking about it, I feel really upset.

Luo Lingxing didn't stop Luo Bingze's behavior either. He went to the kitchen and planned to make Yangchun noodles. Yangchun noodles are clear and not oily, and are also good for digestion. Eating some at night can fill your stomach without accumulating food.

It is not difficult to make Yangchun noodles. The most important thing is the noodle soup. The soup should be clear but not oily, and the taste should be fresh but not dry after eating. A kind of noodles without any ingredients but only soup. Generally, there is no limit to the noodles that can be cooked, which can be as thin as dragon beard noodles or as thick as wide noodles.

Luo Lingxing first kneaded the dough by hand, adding salt to the flour and mixing well, then adding water in batches, stirring while adding water, until it became a snowflake-shaped dough, and kneading the dough into a ball by hand, and then kneading the dough with special techniques It's powerful.

Put the meaty dough into a noodle press, press it into thin slices of about [-] mm to make the surface smooth, then fold the thin noodles in half repeatedly, and cut them into noodles of the same thickness with a knife.

Place the cut noodles on the curtain, boil water in the pot, put the noodles in, spread them out with chopsticks after shaping, cook until the noodles float, and then you can make the soup.

Boiled broth should be put into the bowl first, but there is no broth in the kitchen right now, so Luo Lingxing will directly use the clear soup left over from dinner with special seasonings, add light soy sauce, lard, and monosodium glutamate and mix thoroughly .

After the noodles float, cook for 1 minute. Use chopsticks to scoop the noodles into the bowl of prepared soup. Finally, sprinkle a little shallot. A bowl of simple Yangchun noodles is ready.

Although the production steps are very simple, the taste is very fresh, and people can't help but open their index fingers when they smell it.

"Xiaoxing, are you ready? I'll take it out for you." Luo Bingze who smelled the fragrance couldn't help but stretched out his head and asked.

"Well, it's ready." Luo Lingxing handed the first bowl to Luo Bingze, and then filled out two more bowls, giving them to Mr. Luo and himself respectively.

In fact, he didn't eat much when he was at the Han family at night. After all, seeing that everyone liked eating what he made, he ate less, and the rest went into the stomach of the Han family, so now he is a little hungry.

"It's delicious, what kind of noodles does Xiaoxing make?" Mr. Luo looked at the clear soup noodles in front of him, it seemed that the noodles were put into the pot and then served out.

"Yangchun noodles, the taste is relatively light, try it." Luo Lingxing said.

Luo Bingze couldn't wait to take a bite. After eating the food made by Luo Lingxing so many times, he had already decided that everything produced by Luo Lingxing must be a high-quality product, even if it was just simple noodles. The hand of a star can also become a delicacy in the world.

Sure enough, as soon as the noodles entered the mouth, the fragrant taste instantly conquered the taste buds, and people couldn't help but take a bite.

It is not suitable to eat too greasy things at night, and this noodle just suits the taste.

"Grandpa, how does it taste? Is it to your liking?" Luo Lingxing asked.

"Well, it's delicious." Mr. Luo nodded while stuffing noodles into his mouth. He didn't care about his image at the moment, since there were only two grandsons here anyway.

It is obviously the simplest noodle, but after Luo Lingxing's treatment, it is much more delicious than those expensive noodles outside, and those noodles outside are filled with expensive seafood and caviar, where is it? And the most original taste of noodles.

To him, this delicacy can only be called delicacy if it retains the original flavor, otherwise it will lose the value of the food itself.