Culinary Specialization through Farming

His indifferent words attracted everyone's attention to Chen Yan.

Chen Yan didn't know the origin of Boss Lu, but from certain layouts in this noodle restaurant, he discovered something that surprised him.

Originally, he was a little vacillating about what to make, but when he saw one of the knives, Chen Yan immediately had an idea.

Boss Lu frowned slightly, his gaze slowly shifted from Chen Yan's delicate facial features to the bag of flour in his hand.

"What do you mean, little brother?" Boss Lu asked in confusion.

Chen Yan didn't answer immediately, but stretched out his arms to hug a whole bag of flour.However, the whole bag of flour was a bit heavy, and Chen Yan couldn't pick it up all at once.

Seeing his appearance, Li Maoshui couldn't help but chuckled, while reaching out to lift up the flour, he asked, "Where do you want to take it?"

Chen Yan pouted, pointed at the kneading table, "Put it there."

There were all the utensils on the kneading table, Chen Yan looked around a little, reserved a space, and put the flour upside down on the kneading table.

"Boss Lu, don't worry, it's just a ball of flour right now, wait for me to make the dough, and then you can cook it."

While talking, Chen Yan asked Li Maoshan to fetch some hot water for him, and added a little salt to the hot water.Make another hole in the center of the flour and pour hot water with salt dissolved in it.

The noodles he makes have very strict technical requirements for kneading the noodles, and the ratio of water to noodles must be accurate.

He only took half of a whole bag of flour, and beat it into ears according to the ratio of three liang of water per catty.Kneading dough has always been a technical task, because it requires the strength of the wrist. Repeatedly pushing the dough forward, then folding the dough in half, and continuing to push forward, will easily cause wrist weakness over time.

Chen Yan flicked his wrist from time to time, until he kneaded the tassels into dough, he was relieved.

He found a damp cloth to cover the dough, and he took the opportunity to find some ingredients for later use.Boss Lu kept his eyes fixed on Chen Yan. Although he was very curious, he couldn't ask directly.

Li Maoshan stood quietly by the side, and also locked his eyes on Chen Yan, his eyes filled with deep tenderness.

Chen Yan counted the time, and kneaded the dough again after it was almost done.His movements were not hasty, and he showed proficiency in every push and fold. After all, Boss Lu and Uncle Zhou had more experience in face-to-face than others.Just looking at Chen Yan's actions, the two of them felt affirmed in their hearts.

It's just that Uncle Zhou is smiling and very satisfied.But Boss Lu gritted his teeth secretly, feeling that he had underestimated this brother.

Although others thought Chen Yan was good-looking and pleasing to the eye, they were looking forward to the finished noodles, so gradually some people began to mutter impatiently.

When everyone's patience was about to run out, Chen Yan finally kneaded the dough.

There was only a round piece of dough on the kneading table, and the expected noodles were not there. Immediately, someone asked, "Brother, where are the noodles?"

With the first one to speak, there will naturally be a second one to ask.

Boss Lu listened to the inquiries in his ears, and laughed secretly, could this guy know how to make noodles?

"Don't worry."

Compared to everyone's eagerness, Chen Yan spoke slowly, with a confident and charming smile on his face all the time.

He looked at Boss Lu, who was resting on his feet, and said, "Boss Lu, the question I gave you is here."

"Brother, it's better not to pretend to be mysterious." Boss Lu looked at the dough on the kneading table following Chen Yan's words, and said with a sneer: "This is just a ball of dough, not noodles. If you don't know how to It’s fine to make noodles. What’s the point of trying to tease the little old man with a piece of dough now.”

"Boss Lu, don't forget that you came up with the rules of this competition yourself. Boy, I just followed your rules to solve this question."

Facing Boss Lu's questioning, Chen Yan replied politely.

After Chen Yan finished speaking, Li Maoshan raised his hand to wipe off the flour stained on his cheeks. Seeing the young man's confident expression, he was also very happy.

Chen Yan's face blushed a little, his brother Shan made such an intimate move to him in front of everyone, he still has a little face.

"You have a problem with this question. We are competing with noodles, and you are just dough, which does not meet the rules I set." Boss Lu's face was sullen, and there was no expression on his already dark face.

"Boss Lu wants to go back on what he said?" Chen Yan was also a little displeased when he saw that he had been lingering on it, "If you don't know how to make this dough into a bowl of noodles, it's okay to say it bluntly, and everyone won't laugh at you .”

He will go back to the words that Boss Lu questioned him just now.

"Oh, old bald donkey, if you don't know it, just say it straight." Lao Bao jumped out again and mocked, "Since my brother dares to ask this question, he has the ability to turn this dough into a delicious bowl. You, if you can't, Just say it straight. Don’t try to lose face, it’s better to insist on the little brother’s fault.”

Lao Bao's words naturally won the echo of many people, which made him even more proud, and kept choking at Boss Lu.

Boss Lu took a few steps forward with a dark old face, facing the ball of dough, but couldn't make a move.

Seeing that he stood still for a long time without moving, Chen Yan naturally understood that Boss Lu couldn't figure out what to do next.He hooked his lips, and leaned on Li Maoshan's shoulder leisurely, and the two whispered a few words from time to time, with a complacent expression.

"Little brother, if you can't think of what to do, you can admit defeat." Uncle Zhou was very happy at the moment, seeing Boss Lu's helpless appearance and gritting his teeth refusing to admit defeat, he was very happy in his heart. He also put on an expression of "I'm doing it for your own good", and the angry Boss Lu snorted coldly.

"Since my brother is so confident, old man, I am very curious about how you can turn this dough into a bowl of noodles directly, without going through the strips to make noodles."

Boss Lu naturally refused to admit his failure easily, so he threw the question back to Chen Yan in order to save face.

Chen Yan laughed secretly that the old man really wanted to save face, and he still said modestly: "Boss Lu thinks so highly of the boy, and the boy will never let you down."

Boss Lu snorted twice, but did not respond.

"This dough is indeed the noodles I'm going to make later." Chen Yan glanced at everyone before holding the dough in his hands.The dough was a bit heavy, Chen Yan shook, and picked up the curved sharpener he had put aside.

It was this curved sharpening knife that made Chen Yan decide to make sliced ​​noodles.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the knife on Chen Yan's right hand again.

When Boss Lu saw the knife, his expression changed immediately.

"Ah! This knife..."

As soon as the clerk with the basket opened his mouth, Boss Lu gave him a hard look. He immediately shut his mouth and shrank aside.

Chen Yan held the dough and stood in front of a soup pot.

It was only then that everyone remembered what Chen Yan did when he made the dough just now, but it turned out that the soup pot had been prepared early in the morning.

Knife-shaved noodles are not only strict with the noodles, but the knife skills of the noodles are the most mysterious.

Under everyone's attention, Chen Yan held the kneaded dough with his left hand, and held a knife in his right hand, facing the soup pot, slashing, slashing, slashing, cutting out slices of leaves.

The movements of the hands are continuous, and the leaves on the face are leaf after leaf, drawing arc-shaped white lines in the air, and falling into the soup pot.

This acrobatic action made everyone dumbfounded, their eyes followed the sharpening knife, back and forth between the dough and the soup pot.

Although there is a lot of dough, Chen Yan has not finished peeling all of it.He counted the number of knives he had cut, and stopped his movements when everyone was getting more and more excited.

The noodles have been cut, and Chen Yan hastily started making side dishes.He did not choose to use toppings, but still used the side dishes that he had just used when frying noodles, making stir-fried noodles.

When everything was done, everyone couldn't stop their saliva almost flooding the river, and they all looked at the big bowl of fried noodles eagerly.

As soon as Chen Yan put the fried noodles on the table, many people eagerly grabbed them with chopsticks.

Lao Bao snatched a lot, and gave some to Uncle Zhou and the others to taste.

Boss Lu kept his face dark all the time, but it was the clerk who delivered the portion he had snatched to Boss Lu.And Boss Lu looked at his clerk's fawning face, and just took a sip angrily.

The clerk shrank back with a bitter face. He didn't expect that the knife he made unintentionally would become a sharp weapon for his opponent.

"Brother Yan, the noodles you made here are really delicious." After finishing his portion, Lao Bao looked eagerly, but found that he couldn't squeeze in, so he had to go to Chen Yan's side, "We'll make it after the competition is over. Eat something."

Chen Yan looked at the little old man dumbfounded.

"Look, everyone must not be eating enough. Isn't there still half a bag of flour over there? Open it up and don't waste it, let's make it into something to eat." Lao Bao was thinking about the unfinished dough, and thinking about it. Put that half bag of flour on.

On the side, Boss Lu scolded angrily: "You old thief, that's my flour."

"You've lost. What do you want flour for? You won't be able to open a noodle shop anyway." Lao Bao also took the opportunity to sprinkle salt on Boss Lu's heart. He glared at Boss Lu, then looked back at Chen Yan expectantly. .

Seeing Lao Bao's shameless behavior, Uncle Zhou was also very speechless.

Chen Yan chuckled, and said, "Uncle Zhou, I'm only in charge of the competition. As for the bet you talked about at the beginning, I won't participate."

After this competition, Chen Yan was a little tired.

After all, kneading dough is a laborious task. He spent a lot of energy. When he stopped now, his wrists were sore.

Seeing him pinching his wrist, Li Maoshan immediately reached out to help him knead it.

A whole plate of stir-fried knives and sliced ​​noodles was eaten up, and everyone was still clamoring, asking Chen Yan to have more.

Even more nimble, he approached Uncle Zhou and asked, "Uncle Zhou, when are you going to sell this noodle?"

"That's right. It's so delicious, Uncle Zhou, you must sell it."

"Brother, what's the name here?"

Everyone asked in a hurry, but no one remembered to pay attention to the betting at this time, they only cared about the food that was closely related to them.

Boss Lu, who was forgotten by others, was furious at this moment, and stared at Chen Yan with round eyes.

Just as Chen Yan and Li Maoshan were about to leave the noodle shop, Boss Lu shouted loudly: "Brother, wait a minute."

The author has something to say: I received a temporary meeting notice this afternoon, came back late, and only updated now.

This one was molested by Wang Xingren today, QAQ was almost scared to pee

The little angels who guessed the noodles didn't even get it right, hahaha.

I originally wanted to write about Longxu noodles, but I found that I was not familiar with Longxu noodles, so I chose my favorite fried knife.

PS: Turn on the anti-theft, my little angels are all subscribed, the anti-theft will not affect your reading =-=