Liu Zefu did not directly stay by the stove to boil water.

It was not the noodles in the county town, but the dough was remixed on one side, adding a few eggs to the noodles, and then kneading them continuously.

Finally, it forms a dough.

Finally, the dough is to tear it into very thin noodles.

"Brother Zefu, don't be so troublesome, just get gnocchi... what about your stuff."

Seeing that the fine beads of sweat had appeared on Liu Zefu's forehead, Liu Chunlai felt a little regretful.

I would have been out of here if I had known it.

There are many things that people have to spend time doing hand-pulling noodles for themselves.

He forgot that the noodles that he should have lasted during the banquet were cancelled by him.

In the hilly areas in eastern Sichuan, rice is planted in the fields at the ditches at the foot of the mountain; wheat is planted in the soil on the mountain because of the lack of water sources.

Here, not only are there special diets from the south, but also integrate various dietary cultures from the north.

So, at the banquet, there will be noodles in the middle and rice will be served.

This is also to save the cost of the banquet.

After all, only weddings and weddings can be held. We must show that the host is generous, not only eat well, but also eat full.

In the era when everyone is poor, it is normal for the family to see meat without oil for a month. At the banquet, the meat may not be enough, at least there will be no less oil. This is considered to be a good meal.

It is not easy to fill people who don’t have much oil and meat in their stomachs.

The big bowl that can almost hold a pound of rice can be eaten by many people at one meal, or the one with a hat (a tip piled in the bowl and it rises high above the edge of the bowl).

There is not so much rice alone, right?

It’s not like the north, where the staple food is various noodles, and rice is what everyone likes.

It’s helpless to eat noodles.

So, in the middle of the banquet, a portion of the dishes was added to the people attending the banquet. This not only saved costs, but also allowed everyone to eat well and eat full.

The middle way is because of poverty.

Liu Chunlai also heard this from Liu Zefu, so he waved his hand and cancelled the noodles in the middle. It was difficult to have enough meat. It was not that Liu Chunlai was unwilling to give such a cost, but Mr. Liu Ba paid for this banquet!

The old man also doesn't care about the cost, but he has to save some.

Four pigs have more than 500 kilograms of meat.

Even Liu Chunlai asked to make dishes and serve them on the table when he was in the stomach.

At least three kilograms of meat on a table, as well as other bones and water, is decent enough in this era.

Thinking of this, then watching Liu Zefu's actions.

The noodles pulled by hand are about the same thickness as bean sprouts.

The pot was very big, and I don’t know whose house I borrowed it from to cook pig food. A large iron pot with a diameter of two feet four was added to the middle of the pot.

In the countryside, no one would prepare a few big pots there specifically.

A pot of iron will cost several dollars.

Usually, the bottom of the pot is burnt, and it is only brought to the market on the spot. When the blacksmith uses melted pig iron, it will be directly refilled and then continue to use it.

Change to a new pot?

That doesn't exist.

Therefore, for ordinary banquets, except for some plates, other dishes must be professional, and other dishes are borrowed from each store.

More than ten large iron pots and more than ten stoves. Even if the old Liu family often had some large banquets in the past, that was not enough.

What's more, there has been no such big scene for more than ten years.

Fortunately, the pot was washed vigorously, and even the edges were shining with iron light.

There is a lot of water in the pot, which is not easy to open.

After the noodles were pulled, Liu Zefu took out a piece of pork head meat from a large basket next to him.

The pork head meat was even smoking.

"This is just braised pork head meat, so I'll make you a bowl of braised pork noodles." Liu Zefu smiled.

Asked about the aroma of braised pork, Liu Chunlai's saliva flowed down.

Liu Zefu's knife skills are very good, but at this time, the braised meat was cut large and thick.

"It's better to make less, just four pig heads and more than one hundred tables..." Liu Chunlai reminded Liu Zefu.

He didn't know how the meat of four pig heads could be cut out and put on nearly two hundred plates.

"Don't worry, this is enough. Didn't I buy three of them yesterday?"

Liu Chunlai wanted to say that again, that was not enough, so he simply shut up.

The chef knows how many banquets he cooks.

If there is less, there will be too much left, causing waste to the owner.

If you ask again, you don’t trust the other person.

Liu Zefu's situation is quite unique, his skills are indeed good, but his situation at home looks particularly unlucky, which makes no one invite him to take the seat in recent years.

Soon, the water in the pot started to churn.

"Lotus flowers, help cut some green onions! Cut them finely." Liu Zefu turned his head and shouted to Xu Huaihua, who was busy cutting vegetables not far away.

Xu Huaihua quickly put down her work, washed her hands in a bucket, wiped her hands on the floral apron on her waist, and then went to the chopping board next to her.

On the chopping board, there was a large basket full of scallions.

Liu Chunlai kept watching from the side.

At the same time, I was chatting with Liu Zefu.

When making ramen, you need to first mix the noodles and ferment them so that they can be pulled for a long time.

But Liu Zefu did the hand-pulled noodles without fermenting the procedure at all.

"The climate here is not as good as the north, and wheat grows longer than the north. The noodles made from flour here are not as strong as those in the north... Adding eggs to the flour can make the noodles harder and taste more vigorous... As for the reason, I don't know, my father didn't tell me why..."

Liu Zefu explained while throwing the noodles into the pot.

Liu Chunlai understood.

Just like the carpenters in the past, they had to process a round table, but they didn’t know the principle or the formula for calculating the circumference, but they knew how big the area was, how to cut the material, and how to process it.

This is what the master taught.

Why doesn’t Master teach the principles?

The master himself doesn’t know that, and his master has not taught him either. This is all accumulated through experience.

The noodles are cooked for a long time, and a large pot of water is constantly rolling inside.

This side is too hard to cook.

It’s not very good to talk about other craftsmanship, but Liu Chunlai is still a clean one in the matter of cooking noodles.

Even the noodles have not been cooked for so long.

Finally, it was time to get the pot.

Liu Zefu prepared several large bowls without any seasonings in it.

Only before that, I would spread the cooked cabbage seedlings directly in the noodle pot on the bottom of the bowl.

Put the cooked noodles directly in a bowl, then spread the noodles with braised pork and sprinkle with chopped green onion.

I scooped a bowl of soup from a rolling pot next to me.

Then, I scooped a large spoon of red oil in a pot full of red oil on the chopping board and poured it into a bowl.

Sprinkle with chopped green onion.

“Try it.”

Liu Zefu handed the prepared noodles to Liu Chunlai, Feng Songtao and Liu Qianshan.

The fragrance had already made Liu Chunlai swallow his saliva, and he was really hungry. He found a pair of chopsticks, mixed them in a bowl a few times, and then picked the noodles with chopsticks. When it was cold, he sipped "huh~".

The noodles are just like in the mouth, and all kinds of flavors stimulate the taste buds.

My stomach feels even hungry now.

The spicy red oil, the fragrance of green onion, and even a umami flavor. There is even a braised flavor that combines various large ingredients, all explode in the mouth.

Very layered.

However, Liu Chunlai didn't care about telling what the smell was. He chewed a few bites and swallowed it.

Just swallowed it, the movements on my hands didn't stop.
To be continued...