v2 Chapter 341： Fried noodles

Chapter 341 of the Life Game

After Jiang Feng came out of his memory, he thought about Cao Guixiang and Zhang Chu's "first encounter" in the sun.

Jiang Feng can only sigh, falling in love at first sight really needs the right people, and then silently opened the properties panel to view the menu.

[Boiled Noodles B]

Producer: Cao Guixiang

Dish details: This is a common home-made pasta, which is greatly enhanced by the producer's superb noodle technology and meticulous noodle cooking process. Due to the long-cherished girl's longing for it, the fear and expectation make Zhang Chu unforgettable for life. It became the warmest light that illuminated his youth. The combination of this dish and the special dish Crab Stuffed Orange can greatly enhance the taste.

Friendly Tips: As the level of the player's noodle production is far lower than the requirements of the dishes, there is a 100 chance that the production will fail.

Number of productions per day (010)

Jiang Feng: ...

areyoukiddg?

He actually forgot that he would never have ramen and ramen noodles. He didn't even roll the noodles with his hands. Before, how did he feel that it was very easy to make fried noodles.

Looking at a b-class dish, the results also failed.

Jiang Feng closed the familiar panel with sorrow and indignation, ready to go to the balcony for a breath of fresh air, and just took a step. The familiar and long-lost tingling, with a hint of tingling, quickly climbed up from the back of the spine and hit the scalp.

After spending a long time in memory, he forgot what he was like now.

The shock that just happened suddenly felt a little strong.

Jiang Feng stood there slowly, thinking that people still have to face reality, they must be cured if they are sick, and they should go to the hospital when they should go to the hospital. There is a community hospital near Jiang Fengji's neighborhood, and the sequelae of eating spicy food are not a major illness, so I took the key and mobile phone down to the community hospital.

The community hospital in the morning was very deserted. There was only one grandma sitting in a chair for a needle, and two nurses sitting next to the grandma and chatting.

The doctor prescribed Jiang Feng two boxes of medicine, and told him not to sit for a long time, pay attention to diet, drink plenty of water, and sent him away in a few words.

I do n’t know if it ’s psychological or what, Jiang Feng came out of the community hospital without taking medicine. Jiang Feng felt better. His head was full of fried noodles. When he passed the noodle shop in front of the neighborhood, he went in.

"Boss, a bowl of fried noodles." Jiang Feng said, sitting carefully.

It didn't take long for the noodles to come up, still familiar with the recipe, the familiar taste, the familiar hand-rolled noodles, the familiar cucumber shredded cabbage code. The amount was quite large. There was a large bowl of noodles. The fried sauce covered the surface. The cucumber shreds also covered half a bowl. The whole bowl of noodles revealed a large amount of fullness.

Jiang Feng picked up the chopsticks and noodles, ready to mix the fried sauce, one chopstick went down, and the noodles were simmered.

After hardly covering the noodles with fried sauce, Jiang Feng stared at the large noodles that he had caught, but he couldn't stop talking.

After some hard work, Jiang Feng finally found a breakthrough, separated a small **** from a large hoe, and bit it down.

sudden.

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Alas, he settled the bill, paid 17 yuan in face value, and turned into a 24-hour convenience store next door, paying 2 yuan in water, a total of 19 yuan damage.

This is the end of a hot brain.

Until an hour later, Jiang Feng had used up the medicine to lie on the bed as instructed by the doctor, and quietly thought about life. By the way, while looking at the specific recipe of fried sauce in the recipe column, she felt a deep feeling for her brain an hour ago. remorse.

Both hurt money and sad.

In Zhang Chu's memory, Jiang Feng did not see the process of making the sauce, and the bowl of the sauce that Zhang Chu ate was not made by Cao Guixiang. It was made by Master Peng that morning.

Although Master Peng's process of making fried sauce did not appear in the memory that Jiang Feng had seen before, it appeared in the teaching video of the recipe. The game even helped Jiang Feng divide, just like the video a software to watch diversity videos, simple and convenient.

1 is for making noodles, and 2 is for making ketchup.

Master Peng ’s fried sauce is made with pork belly. As a fried sauce that has the same weight as the dish size, Peiping ’s approach pays attention to the fact that there are many oils and sauces. A drop of water cannot be used to fry the yellow sauce and sweet noodle sauce over low heat. Fry until deep-fried.

Deep-fried sauce is a long process. It must be dry fried in a small bowl. You must put oil in it and fry it slowly on a small fire. Never guess that it is mixed with any water. As a fermented food, the sauce always has a special odor. This smell must be completely removed under the blessing of high temperature, and only the high temperature can completely release the flavor and mellowness of the sauce.

This is why it is necessary to fry in a small bowl. Once the amount of sauce is large, the temperature will be difficult to get up, and the aroma cannot be completely released. The charm of dry frying is that under the blessing of time, the taste and aroma are slowly released, merged with each other, and become a more delicious existence.

Jiang Fengguang watched the video and watched the slow-moving splashing oil flowers in the oil pan, as if he was breathing and frothing and undulating fried sauce, as if he could smell the flavor that was about to turn into concrete.

The syrup is mixed with sweet noodle sauce, seasoned with spices such as onion and ginger, pork belly is cut into diced finishing touches, and the finished fried sauce sauce is mixed with oily aroma and sticky and light. It looks wet but it is the best interpretation of water and milk blending.

Jiang Feng didn't feel much when watching Cao Guixiang's fried noodles, but now he is hungry when watching Master Peng's fried sauce.

He wants to eat fried noodles.

The fried sauce must be dry, wet, and moderately sweet. The yellow sauce and sweet noodle sauce are properly mixed. If you pick up the chopsticks, the gap in the middle will not stick together. You can see the bright and diced minced meat when you open it, and you can forget the troubles with one bite. Drunk.

The noodles must be very thin, noodles that are soft and glutinous, and the noodles must be cooked with water so that they taste refreshing and clear, in line with the feeling of summer.

You don't need to add a lot of dishes. Cucumber shreds, radishes, radish shreds, and bean sprouts are enough. Garlic is not needed. Although in theory, the spicy spice of garlic and the rich sauce of the fried sauce can perfectly combine and combine However, Jiang Feng is really bad. Occasionally eating Laba garlic is already the limit.

Just thinking about Jiang Feng is drooling.

He even wanted to go to Babaozhai to eat fried noodles.

Although the reputation of Babaozhai is not as good as it has been in recent years, it looks like Babaozhai's fried noodles are really good. Although it is a bit expensive, it is also recognized by the taste buds of the people of Peiping.

He hasn't eaten orthodox jongjang noodles in Peiping for so long.

Fried sauce is easy to handle and not difficult, and you can master it with a little practice. But noodles are indeed a big problem. Jiang Feng still knows how much his case is, and he hasn't tasted the noodles he made in Chenfeng Primary School before.

80 mothers who can make noodles in the north can hang him.

Jiang Feng pulled out his cell phone and decided to brush a circle of friends to calm down.

Opening the circle of friends, the uncle's selfie in the gym is in sight.

Familiar plate face, familiar burly figure, familiar fitness device, and familiar selfie angle.

Jiang Feng's finger counts, the days are not right, my auntie is exercising every Wednesday or Friday, yoga is on April 24, and Sunday is a holiday. Today, in theory, it is a day of yoga. Yoga is at night. Why does auntie go to the gym to work out at noon?

Jiang Feng then turned down and saw the circle of friends that Auntie sent last night.

Auntie: I wish Sanbo a happy 99th birthday ~ www.novelhall.com ~ I hope the elderly are healthy and have nothing to worry about!

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The three pictures are zongzi, cake and hot pot.

Underneath is a row of likes, Jiang Feng glanced roughly, German, My Brother, Jiang Ran, Jiang Yanlian, Jiang Yanqing, and his relatives, aunts, uncles and aunts have already liked it, even when I do n’t know Added Jiyue, Ji Xue, Wu Minqi, Zhang Guanghang, and Sang Ming, who also added WeChat to her uncle.

Since then, Jiang Feng, who seems to have no praise, is an unfilial son.

The son of Jiang Xiaofeng, Xiao Xiao, quickly gave a like, and even hurriedly wrote a comment.

Jiang Feng: I wish Grandpa 3 good health and good luck! [Applause] [Applause] [Applause]

Jiang Feng, who was brushing a circle of friends, suddenly responded. Now that auntie is going to the gym today, in theory, comrade Jiang Jianguo should now make her fitness special meal chicken breast with lettuce salad for auntie downstairs.

Jiang Jianguo is a good hand at making noodles. From the bowl of longevity noodles he made last night, the level is definitely above Cao Guixiang.

Jiang Feng was instantly excited, and opened a contact to find Jiang Jianguo and send him a message.

Jiang Feng: Uncle, are you there?

Jiang Jianguo: In [Wit]

Jiang Feng: Are you at home now? I want to learn to make noodles!

Jiang Jianguo holding a mobile phone :? ? ?

Why does his little nephew have an idea every day?

Did n’t you figure out how to make chicken two days ago? Why do you want to learn again today?

But having said that, Xiao Feng has such talent in porridge, and it must be easy to learn how to make pastry.

If Xiaofeng falls in love with the noodles and finds that his true talent is actually a white case chef, and then abandons the red case and turns to the white case, will the old man split him alive?

Jiang Jianguo was lost in thought.

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