Chapter 133

"No problem." Duan Hongdao, the other four people ate a lot of the six dishes at noon. On the contrary, Duan Hong didn't have enough. When he said that, he just felt hungry. Two people came to the hospital canteen, first did not open the door, after all, it is not time to eat. Song Huichun still has some face in the hospital. The cook secretly opens the door for him and lets him and Duan Hong come in. The canteen is just beginning to cook, and the mixed noodles are still in the oven. Duan Hongzheng couldn't eat other people's food. He said with a smile, "if Dr. Song doesn't mind, I'd like to make two bowls of minced noodles myself." Song Huichun was hungry, but he was fond of mixed noodles. He said, "well, I just like the skill of chef Wang in the hospital. You can learn from him."“ Ha ha ha Duan Hong laughed in silence and said, "no problem." Because song Huichun is an expert doctor in the hospital, chef Wang is very happy to deal with such people. He leads Duan Hong into the kitchen, gives him the ingredients one by one, and then tells him how to do it again. He goes to the hospital on his own. Hundreds of people are waiting for him to eat. In contrast, the latter is more important. Duan Hong took the cooked pig intestines, fish balls, pig blood and other materials, and gave a little smile: for a long time, he has not made this kind of noodles which can not be on the table but is very strong. Minced noodles are rarely seen in inland areas. More of them are sheep's minced noodles, which are cooked with sheep's minced soup and noodles. In Hong Kong, there are many stalls for mixed noodles, and the price of noodles is not expensive. It's a more affordable snack. No matter how good the seasoning is, since it is noodles, the quality of noodles is the most important. Duan Hongxian put all kinds of miscellaneous ingredients into the pot and boiled them on the high fire. He pushed aside the cooked noodles that chef Wang sent to buy in the market. Instead, he found flour for himself and himself. According to the weight of the two bowls of noodles, Duan Hong began to wash his hands. He couldn't help but think of the time when he left the Golden Snake gang and followed a couple to learn to pull noodles. That time is also very memorable. Duan Hong takes out the mixed dough in the basin and drizzles a layer of oil on the chopping board. Then he puts the dough on the chopping board and presses it into a flat shape. He reaches out two big hands and slaps the dough with force. In the process of beating, Duan Hong's legs naturally diverged, took a firm horse step, and shook his arms rhythmically“ Pa Pa PA The sound of boiling water and cooking in the kitchen was covered by Duan Hong's clapping. All the chefs peeped, thinking: it seems that this man has learned cooking skills for a few days. It's not a waste of energy to pat his face with this posture.