C110 Beef Noodle with Lanzhou Broth

This group of people taking a look at the shop was not a big deal, Ye Lee naturally agreed to it immediately, as he had to help with this.

In addition, with such a huge meeting, as long as no one came in to let him do the mask, it would be fine.

Just as he was thinking of this, someone walked into the noodle shop.

"Where's the boss? Give me a bowl of beef noodle soup!"

There was a young man standing at the door, and he noticed that the owner of the restaurant whom he usually met with was no longer there. He found it strange, and when he saw that Ye Lee was the only one in the shop, he asked:

"Do you know where the boss went?"

"Boss went to relieve himself, he'll be back soon. If you're not in a hurry, you can wait here." Ye Lee said.

"Huh?" The young man was left speechless, "I'm in a hurry. I have 30 minutes before work."

Ye Lee: "You already have to go to work, what are you waiting for. You can just buy whatever you want to pack up and drive away!"

The young man shook his head and said, "No, I've gotten used to it over the past half year. If I don't get the ramen noodles from this restaurant in the morning, I won't be able to work all day."

Ye Lee, "..."

This person was truly strange, Ye Lee was completely speechless.

However, all of a sudden.

[Ding, you have automatically learned the lower tier skill: Lanzhou Clear Broth Beef Noodle Soup.]

The System that had been immersed in it for a long time popped up again.

All of a sudden, a lot of information about the Lamian was stuffed into his mind, and he felt a little bloated.

This Lamian was obviously just a small trade, but it contained a lot of information …

When he saw the dough on the table, Ye Lee felt as if he had kneaded it countless times, as if he could use it to pull out the strongest and most delicious noodles in the world.

"Since you're in a hurry, I'll barely make you a bowl of beef noodles."

The young man was shocked and looked at Ye Lee suspiciously, "You even know how to make faces? "Why don't I wait for the owner late? I won't be satisfied if I can't eat that taste."

Ye Lee shot a glance at him, and did not speak further, but instead, walked straight to the front of the stage, lowered his head, and began to move his hands slowly.

From kneading the dough to stretching the tendons, the movements were very simple. However, it was as if there was something unclear.

The young man was stunned, he seemed to have felt the same kind of charm as when the shop owner pulled the noodles from Ye Lee's body.

This technique seemed simple and unadorned, but the moment the noodles were pulled apart, every single one of them was evenly proportioned. They were just as thick and as long as a meter. With every knife, the noodles would be poured into the boiling hot water.

Ye Lee raised his eyes at this moment, as if he was in a daze.

"Two minutes thirty-seven seconds, no more, no less. The noodles taste the best at this time, neither affecting their taste because they're cooked too soft nor feeling too waxy because they're cooked too rotten."

When the young man heard this, he was even more shocked. Wait a moment, did he even need a second to do this?

Ye Lee lowered his head and carefully took a whiff of the flavor inside the beef noodle soup, "This soup is still lacking a little. Forget it, I'll just use it."

A bowl of steaming hot beef noodle soup was placed in front of the young man.

Just by smelling his scent, the young man felt as if his saliva was about to gush out uncontrollably.

It was too fragrant, truly too fragrant. How could it be so fragrant!

"Eat, don't let the temperature affect the taste." Ye Lee was now like a professional chef.

Even without him saying anything, the young man could no longer hold it in. He picked up his chopsticks and took a big bite of the noodles.

As he took this mouthful, his mouth began to salivate. The strong noodles, the boiling broth, the perfect amount of green onions, and the slight feeling of being scalded …

The taste seemed to explode in his mouth. The young man felt as if he was about to fly into the air. His body trembled and two streams of tears flowed down uncontrollably.

This was the purest feeling of being touched by a delicacy. This kind of taste was already difficult to describe with words …

Ye Lee: "Why is this man crying and eating, could it be that he has thought of something sad?"

At this moment, he saw the boss of the noodle shop returning from outside the restaurant. He had finally completed his mission.

The noodle store owner laughed: "Doctor Ye, sorry to trouble you, but no one is coming to eat noodle soup right?"

Ye Lee nodded his head, "Fortunately, there was someone inside who could not wait any longer, so I made him a bowl of noodles. If there is nothing else, I will be leaving first."

"Alright, alright. Thank you so much."

Suddenly, he felt that something was wrong. Wait, Doctor Ye said that he cooked a bowl of noodles for the people inside?

The noodle store owner was startled, he turned his head and realized that Ye Lee had already walked out of the street.

He saw a young man sitting in his noodle shop, facing an empty bowl, tears streaming down his face.

The boss was dumbfounded. Had this young man finished eating? But why was he crying? Could it be that the Doctor Ye was so bad to eat? But he seemed to have finished eating?

The young man looked up. Although he had finished eating, he could not calm down for a long time.

He raised his hand, checked, and paid.

The young man wiped away his tears, "Thank you, boss, for letting me eat such delicious noodles in this noodle restaurant. Let's not talk about anything else. I'm going to work now, I'll be back tomorrow!"

Could it be that before Doctor Ye became a doctor, he had also learned how to pull noodles, but he did not seem to have heard of it?

"..."

While Ye Lee was on the way, he had yet to taste the taste of the noodles that he cooked. However, when he smelt the fragrance just now, it seemed to be pretty good.

In this life, it was best to be a bit frugal. Although taking care of acquaintances wasn't a bad business, if he could do it himself, it would be even better.

At the entrance of the Martial Arts Association.

"Uncle Liu, good morning!" Ye Lee warmly greeted him. It had to be said that within the Martial Arts Association, Uncle Liu was the most dedicated person to his work. No matter how early he came to train previously, Uncle Liu was basically at the guard room.

"Oh, Ye, mm, good morning!" The Uncle Liu laughed and squinted his eyes, "Yesterday, Lao Wang was praising you below the stage, what a great job you did!"

Ye Lee sweated slightly, "At that time I was a little too impulsive, holding back my emotions and not thinking too much, I went up."

"It's fine, you've done well this time, the association is much better than before. In the future, if you have any ideas, you can do them as you wish. Uncle Liu will protect you." Uncle Liu waved his hand, indicating that this was not the case.

Ye Lee laughed embarrassedly: "Alright, then I won't chat with you anymore, I'll be going in first."

"Alright, don't delay things."

When he arrived at the meeting room, Jiang Tao was already waiting for him there. He was extremely enthusiastic, "Old bro, you're finally here."

Ye Lee was overwhelmed by the unexpected favor, "What exactly happened?"

"It's a long story. Let's go in and talk." Jiang Tao pulled him inside.

When he walked in, he found that the previous committee members were all here, including Taekwondo's Committee Leader Yuan Guang, Taiji Fist Xu Desheng and so on.

A few of them had already sat inside. Seeing Ye Lee, wanting to put on an enthusiastic expression, they all felt a little awkward.

However, since they were all adults, this little bit of awkwardness quickly disappeared and turned into enthusiasm, "Committee Leader Ye, congratulations!"