The fried noodles made by the old Bai case, such as Xing Daoming, must be worthy of his identity as an "old bird", let alone the way for the King of Zhou noodles to eat, which will make him more and more conscientious.

The noodles made of high-gluten flour and rich flour are suitable for the basin, as wide and beautiful as white jade, and look great. When placed on the stone table under the grape trellis, they still trembled under the aftershocks. Obviously, the elasticity is also very good.

Moreover, this bowl of noodles has been carefully copied by Xing Daoping. A large number of noodles are piled in a white porcelain basin, but they are properly tight. There is no need to worry about sticking together, let alone worry about falling into a ball.

The three old bowls used to eat noodles are all larger than human heads. If you directly hold your head, it is a helmet head, which is the standard for eating fried noodles. You are a pretty girl and a little wife who comes to eat it. It is such a big bowl, and the store never cares about your mishands.

Eight dishes are even more necessary. For example, the fried noodles with only two or three or four dishes are heresy and cannot be called fried noodles at all. At most, they can be considered a dish mix.

Moreover, the dish codes are also very particular. They must be fresh, crispy, and have a reasonable nutritional combination. The knife of the vegetable cutter cannot be successful. Then the old foodie pointed at the nose and mocked him, "Hey, how can you cut these shreds of radish in your house? You can be used as a door bolt!"

The old man in Kyoto never holds his hands on his mocking people. When someone whispers like this, the chef probably has to find a crack in the ground to get into it.

Zhou Dong looked at the dish code prepared by Xing Daoming and nodded slightly: "No, Master Xing is really particular."

There are 8 dishes placed on the stone table, namely bean sprout stems, celery segments, green beans, shredded cucumbers, shredded radish in the heart, shredded cabbage, shredded green garlic, and peanut beans.

Among them, the tender cucumber shreds and the shredded carrots are cut raw, neither thick nor thin, probably the diameter of the match stick. If it is too thick, it affects the taste. If it is too thin, it will easily break in the noodles. This specification is just right.

The other six types of vegetable codes are also shockingly meticulous.

There are two types of bean sprouts, namely the scalded soybean sprouts and mung bean sprouts. Both bud heads and bud roots are removed and all cut into stem and belly essence of the average length.

Zhou Dong picked up one and looked at it, and found that the "fishy silk" had indeed been removed. The silk from the soybean sprouts must be removed, otherwise there will be a strong bean smell. It is exquisite!

Celery is a small piece of organic celery cut. It is very good to master the temperature after water. It looks clear and beautiful, just like jade. Green beans are all the same. No matter how big or small the appearance looks, they look the same. This must be picked out by Lao Xing one by one. It is exquisite!

The cabbage shredded cabbage is cut into three layers. The emphasis is on not using the outermost layer, and then peeling it another layer without using it. When it reaches the third layer, it is the babbage that has both hardness and tenderness and freshness, and is the closest to the cabbage core. It is on noting!

Crushed garlic even more reflects the skill of Lao Xing Feifan. As the saying goes, "Slice and cut pieces without cutting corners." Initially, green garlic is not very regular, but he forced to cut into small triangle garlic crumbs. When this garlic is in the mouth, it can make your tongue and cheeks itchy when you eat it. If you don't bite your tongue a few times, it's considered that the chef is incompetent. Pay attention to it!

The last peanut bean is the most savorable, why isn’t it called peanuts here? Because Xing Daoming chose a kind of round millet peanuts, and each grain looks like a little pearl.

This type of peanut is neither a thin red rice peanut nor a big belly with a pointed end. It is the best variety among peanuts. Whether it is fried or cooked as a fried noodles, it is a top-notch ingredient.

So those who know how to eat will definitely say they want peanuts when they go to the store to order peanuts. Those who want peanuts are laymen. Don’t blame the store for bringing you big oil fruits. The thing is astringent afterwards and is not something that people eat at all!

Zhou Dong looked at it very carefully, nodded as soon as he looked, smiled at Xing Daoming, and praised him for being particular!

Lao Xing is so beautiful, this is called selling goods to know the family. He has prepared these dishes carefully early in the morning. When he saw Shang Qingxiong who was stupid, he would say, "Oh, there are so many dishes? There are eight!" He even more and more despised this "hard child of a noble family."

Chun Bo smiled and didn't say anything. In fact, he didn't understand what Zhou Dong looked at the vegetable code like. What's so good about it?

However, after all, he is an old-fashioned person. He doesn't speak up when he encounters something he can't understand. He also has an unfathomable smile on his face, which makes Xing Daoming think he is an expert.

"Haha, that is, King Zhou's eyes are high, it's not in vain."

Xing Daoming laughed happily, like a child busy presenting treasures to adults, ran into the kitchen and ran back with a porcelain basin that was two sizes smaller than the basin.

"Zhou Noodle King, please take a look at my sauce!

This is what you are here. If someone else is going to do, I will not be willing to use the old sauce for these thirty years!"

As he said that, he lifted the lid of the basin, and a rich and salty aroma suddenly came to his face, with a faint smell of meat, but Zhou Dong knew that there was no meat in this bowl of sauce.

"Haha, Master Xing's skill in refining sauce is a rare master in the Bai Case."

Zhou Dong nodded repeatedly.

The sauce in this bowl was black and shiny, but there was no trace of oil on the outer basin of the sauce. This was the fried sauce that had been refined to the heat. It could be seen that Xing Daoming had really put in his efforts.

On the other hand, ordinary sauce fried meat, even the sauce produced by several time-honored brands in Kyoto, can make people see the oil. Not only does such sauce not only have the aroma of sauce, but it is also particularly greasy. Even with eight dishes, it is difficult to suppress it.

The truly high-quality fried noodles should not make people feel greasy when eaten. Instead, the thick greasy sauce flavor should be savored after eating. At this time, brew a cup of tea to wash the stomach and intestines. That is a rare enjoyment.

"Doesn't the fried sauce be so oily?"

Shang Qingxiong shook his head repeatedly, thinking to himself, what kind of sauce is this? The small half-basin of black buns looks like it doesn’t look like it at all, but Lao Zhou is still praising it?

Xing Daoming looked at him and was too lazy to pay attention to him. Like Chun Bo, he was all the old man next to Mr. Shang, so he naturally didn't have to give this junior face too much.

"Forget it, I'm hungry anyway, I'm going to eat! Chun Bo, would you please?"

Shang Qingxiong paused his chopsticks. He was a person who grew up in the team and didn't care so much. After greeting Chun Bo, he directly got off the chopsticks.

Seeing that the sauce was "blurred and low in oil", I dug a large lump with chopsticks and threw it into the sea bowl with the noodles. It felt that it was not enough, so I then had another chopstick.

"Qingwaizi, you!"

Xing Daoming felt a pain in his chest, as if he had been stabbed by thousands of steel needles, staring at Shang Qingxiong for a long time and couldn't speak.

I pity my old man for the past thirty years!

"Oh, Mr. Xing, what's wrong?"

Shang Qingxiong was strange in his mind. How could he have a reason for those who opened a shop to be afraid of big-bellied men? He was afraid that I would eat too much? But the chopsticks did not stop. Before Zhou Dong and Xing Daoming had time to stop them, they had already gone down several times in a row. Eight dishes were piled in his bowl, just like a small hill.

"you......"

Zhou Dong looked at him speechlessly, and finally shook his head: "Forget it, eat whatever you like, it's like a chewing peony!"

"The taste is pretty good, it's a little salty, it seems that there is too much salt!"

Shang Qingxiong took the chopsticks and made a mess in the bowl. The good noodles and dishes were all turned into a pitch black ball. He picked up a large chopstick and stuffed it into his mouth. He got a stomachache after two or three bites. He frowned and looked at Xing Daoming: "It seems that you have to eat fresh sauce, it's too salty!

Xing Bo, is there any soup?"

If it weren't for the grandson of the old leader, Xing Daoming could pounce on him and strangle him to death, and a sentence burst out from his teeth for a long time: "There is noodle soup in the kitchen, so I can serve it myself!"

"Oh, that's good. If you eat such salty fried noodles, you have to drink soup. This is called 'original soup and original food'."

Zhou Dong and Xing Daoming were speechless. He knew very well, and they all knew that the original soup was used to make original food?

When Shang Qingxiong walked out of the kitchen happily with a bowl of noodle soup, he found that Zhou Dong and Chun Bo were mixing the noodles. To be precise, Zhou Dong should be mixing the noodles, and Chun Bo followed him to learn step by step.

Zhou Dong scooped four spoons of sauce with a small spoon and put it into the bowl. Now he gently spread the fried sauce with the bottom of the spoon, then picked up the chopsticks and shook them slowly, turning left and right. It was strange that the originally black and dry fried sauce suddenly melted in the noodles, and the originally white jade-like noodles slowly turned into a beautiful red and yellow color, which was almost the same as magic.

Moreover, Zhou Dong was very particular about putting the vegetable code. Green beans, green garlic, and peanut beans. These three types were first added. After mixing them clockwise, the bowl of noodles was evenly distributed from top to bottom, from inside to outside, and these three crispy and flavor-enhancing vegetable codes were evenly distributed, and then the bean sprout stems, celery segments, tender cucumber shreds, beautiful radish shreds, and cabbage shreds were placed in the bowl in sequence.

Shang Qingxiong is a trainee, so he has excellent eyesight. Zhou Dong picked up a chopstick to fry noodles with sauce. The red and yellow noodles were all green, white, red, yellow, and colorful. In addition, the fluffy noodles were evenly distributed with green beans, green garlic, and peanut beans. The location and distance of the place were as if someone had carefully measured it.

Then he saw Zhou Dong put the chopsticks of fried noodles into his mouth, chewed them gently, and slowly savored them, his face full of endless enjoyment. Shang Qingxiong suddenly felt that he had lost a lot.

"Hehe, it turns out that the fried noodles should be mixed like this?

Lao Zhou, you are not kind, and you don’t say remind me?

I'll try it..."

This guy was not particular about it. He took a pair of clean chopsticks and directly put them into Zhou Dong's bowl, and grabbed them hard.

When I tilted my head, I saw that the blue, white, red, yellow, and the colorful distribution was evenly distributed, which was exactly the same as the chopsticks before Zhou Dong!

satisfy!

He stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it a few times. Shang Qingxiong's eyes became wider and wider.

It's so delicious!
Chapter completed!