Cultivation of a Foodie God [Holographic Online Game]

Gu Gu Da——

As soon as the sky turned white, Song Chi was woken up by the drugged hen. His stomach no longer hurts, but thinking of Yu Yun Song Chi who was in pain last night, he was a little terrified.

Pushing open the door, he saw a large bag of flour and a box of eggs at the door, Song Chi rubbed his sleepy eyes before recovering.

Lying down a big trough!It turns out that Rong Bai is the legendary conch girl!It's so virtuous to come so early to deliver materials, if he was a girl, he would definitely marry him!

But what about others?

Song Chi put a piece of rice paper in the egg box, the nib was tough yet elegant but very delicate, as elegant and comfortable as Rongbai.

My father has something important to visit the next day.

After reading the note, Song Chi put it aside, and resigned himself to carrying nearly [-] catties of flour and a box of eggs on the ground into the restaurant.

Yesterday, Song Chi felt sick to his stomach and went to bed early, and woke up early today. There are no people in this food street compared with the usual food street. This time is simply deserted and scary.

The sun was very bright, and there were no clouds in the sky.

The blue sky was blown by the early morning autumn wind, making it cool. Song Chi's clothes looked thin in this autumn, and he couldn't help shivering.

"Brother Song Chi, it's rare to see someone as diligent as you." No matter how hard you work, it's useless.

Shopkeeper Dong was drinking hot tea from a good blue and white tea bowl, his face was flushed red, implying that he was in a good mood.

Song Chi just opened the restaurant and looked back with a smile, "Where is the shopkeeper Dong?"

Clenching his fists a little, Song Chi placed a box of eggs and flour.These things are really not light. Although his physical strength has increased since the last time he soaked in the hot spring, he was also exhausted to death.

The inside of the restaurant was still a little dark, but the moment the door was opened and the sunlight came in, it became much brighter.

Song Chi forgot the bag of flour and fell into deep thought. Although the noodles with scallion oil are selling well, the limited seats in the restaurant have led to a large loss of customers, and the lost customers will definitely go to the opposite side to buy food. Although Tianzilou is expensive , but there are more than enough seats.

A flash of inspiration flashed in my eyes, why not ask about the magical little recipe! ?

Taking out "Royal Food" from his arms, Song Chi was pleasantly surprised to find that he could turn to the second page, a door that seemed to open another world suddenly rose in his heart.

There are only two dishes on the second page: meat buns in cured sauce, and duck blood vermicelli soup.

...but it's of no use.

Song Chi has already learned the skill of Roujiamo, but it is not ideal to make it, but this duck blood vermicelli soup, let alone duck blood, even if he is a fan, he doesn't have it!

Wait... If the scallion noodles can be upgraded, then the Roujiamo must be upgraded!

An evil smile appeared on Song Chi's exquisite face, this Roujiamo is a good thing!

Because there was no manpower, Song Chi started preparations early.

I ran to the nearby rice shop to borrow a crock stove, and returned to the restaurant after posting ten silver coins.

Suppressing the distress, I started kneading the dough. The dough was slightly milky yellow, and it looked like the new wheat that just came out this year.

Song Chi's fingers are long and slender, with distinct joints.One hand can hold half of the dough. Under these big hands, the dough is kneaded repeatedly and changes its shape several times. The air in the dough is slowly compressed by Song Chi, and the dough gradually becomes firmer. Song Chi is in a good state.

This natural and smooth feeling seemed to be enchanted, Song Chi was slightly stunned.

According to the method taught by Gu Xuanwu last time, stick the kneaded noodle cakes on the heated crock furnace, and a little lard spread on the noodle cakes will make a crackling sound when heated.

It's the familiar recipe and the familiar taste.....The mellow aroma of lard mixed with the aroma of wheat instantly grabbed Song Chi's stomach.

Taking advantage of the spare time, Song Chi took out the wild pork that was still uneaten that day, adjusted the seasoning, put in the prepared marinade, and started to stew in a pot.

When the steamed buns are out of the oven, a hole is opened, and the inner capsule like cotton candy can be seen at a glance, and the steamed buns are even more golden after being coated with lard.

The aroma of wheat aroused Song Chi's desire for staple food, and the stewed pork belly needs to be stewed slowly.

Song Chi used the leftover dough to pull it into noodles. The open window allowed people outside to see the inside, which attracted many people to stop. Three thousand white silks were waving between Song Chi and the white silks were twisted and twisted. A white light flashed in between, and the noodles in Song Chi's hand fell into the boiling clear water in an instant.

It doesn't look like juggling, but it is extremely elegant. More and more people are stopping by. Of course, those who love to be lively will not let go of Song Chi's cooking show.

The three pots were opened together, and the milky white lard was roasted/hot, turning into golden oil.

"What smells so good!" The smell of lard successfully caught the player's nose.

"I met this little brother yesterday, and he looks like he's going to make the scallion noodles again!"

"That's right! I didn't have a turn to eat yesterday. Compared with the noodles at Tianzilou, this restaurant is much cheaper."

Song Chi raised the corners of his mouth and remained calm.

Players continued to discuss and even a few were still full of praise for Tianzilou's scallion oil noodles. When Qing Cong's chopped green onion was put into the oil pan, the oil suddenly made a moving sound.

The discussion of the players fell silent, only the chatter of the vendors next to them.

Sprinkle salt into the oil, scoop the scallion oil into the snow-like noodles, a pot of noodles, each noodle is shiny and wrapped with a thick sense of satisfaction.

Just when everyone thought it was over, Song Chi actually started to do his best.

Some scallion oil was left in the pot, and the eggs were cracked open by Song Chi on the side of the pot and poured into the pot. The transparent egg whites instantly solidified into white when they touched the hot oil.

One pot can fry ten poached eggs at a time, and when all ten poached eggs in the pot turned golden brown, Song Chi covered them one by one on the prepared scallion oil noodles.

"Special scallion noodles, only five gold coins!"

Song Chi yelled with a plate of scallion noodles, this is the breakfast time that must not be missed!

"Boss, you are really welcome. Didn't you sell three gold coins yesterday?"

Although he said so, he consciously entered the restaurant and sat down to pay.

Smart people quickly found a seat and sat down, they can't be as stupid as yesterday.

"Boss Song! Give me ten bowls!"

Seeing that this person looked familiar, Song Chi remembered that he might have come to eat noodles yesterday, so he put away the fifty gold coins on the table, and he was very happy.

Fog Grass! 50 yuan ocean! !

After bringing ten bowls and putting them on the table, the big man couldn't wait to eat.

This...poached egg.

The golden coat exudes the fragrance of scallion oil, and the crispy egg whites occupy the entire taste buds after the entrance. With the smooth and tough noodles, this is a capitalized sense of satisfaction!The oily scallion oil does not feel greasy, but instead integrates the taste of eggs.

Simply... can't stop!