Happy Hand Village Doctor

Chapter 45 Unique Shaved Noodles

Yang Qi was slow-witted, he was a little guilty of playing tricks, he was questioned by Hu Lan, he didn't even dare to look at each other, he was speechless, but his father Yang Hongchang was thick-skinned and waved his hands casually: "Everyone It’s unraised noodles, just one piece of water has cooled a bit, and one piece of water has been warmed up, how can it be considered hot noodles? Don’t worry about it.”

Hu Lan followed up and asked: "Then do you agree to change the two balls of noodles? Give me the one made with cold water, Brother Cheng!"

"This…"

Yang Hongchang's expression faltered, and he logically said that he didn't have to worry about his son's cooking skills being inferior to a half-baked doctor, but he always wanted to be as safe as possible when doing things, so he moved his mind on the surface, if he was really asked to change the surface , Even if the other party doesn't know how to cook, they may compare Yang Qi, isn't this shooting yourself in the foot?

Seeing that Yang Hongchang was struggling, everyone in the audience secretly laughed, but Jiang Cheng said indifferently: "There is no need to change, I can still win with hot noodles."

These words are equivalent to giving Yang Hongchang a step, and at the same time, he slapped him hard. He snorted coldly with an ugly face, "Let's see what tricks you, Doctor Jiang, have!"

Yang Hongchang turned his head and gave his son a wink. Yang Qi directly grabbed the dough in the small basin in front of him and kneaded it without giving any chance to change the dough. With a sharp and thin curved knife, cut the noodles one by one into the boiling water pot. After cooking, take them out, put them in ten bowls prepared in advance, sprinkle with green onion and coriander, and finally take the jars to serve. Add a little "secret soup" to each bowl.

The whole set of movements was done in one go, and anyone could tell that Yang Qi had experienced countless times of experience, and the soup made from inch lotus was delicious and very appetizing.

Seeing how everyone swallowed their saliva secretly, Yang Hongchang smiled triumphantly, and waved his hands generously: "Come on, everyone, you are welcome, come and taste it, and testify to my son's level!"

After finally encountering Boss Yang’s free food tasting, everyone naturally didn’t want to let it go, especially since they just watched the excitement and hadn’t eaten much, and they couldn’t sit still when they smelled this tempting aroma, and they all laughed happily. He came over to "bear witness", and the ten bowls were quickly robbed. Someone sucked the noodles and praised again and again: "Xiaoqi's craftsmanship is still so good! The noodles are strong and the soup is tangy. I guess I will have dinner tomorrow." Even then, the scent won't dissipate!"

"That's right, Hongchang Hotel doesn't mention other dishes, just talk about this pasta, which chef in ten miles and eight villages dare to say that it can be compared? Hey, I can be regarded as a follower, or I have to wait until someone hosts a banquet. There is a chance to eat it once."

"Yes, yes!"

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Hearing everyone's praise, Yang Qi smiled proudly while rubbing his hands on the oily apron, feeling quite proud of being a chef and conquering all beings.

Even Yang Qi felt that he had won the competition, but when he looked at the table on the other side, he found that Hu Lan was not looking at him at all, and Jiang Cheng was washing his hands slowly, wiping with a clean tissue before kneading the dough , the obviously loose hot dough is constantly changing its shape in his hands, which is actually pleasing to the eye.

Yang Hongchang was also watching with cold eyes. He suddenly saw Jiang Cheng pour the soup from the porcelain pot into an empty bowl, and then added nearly the same proportion of soy sauce to stir it up.But after all, there were disgraceful deeds that were discovered for being tricky. Yang Hongchang opened his mouth and finally did not stop him. He believed that Jiang Cheng was an amateur who could not cook at all. The taste of the soup was already strong enough. Adding a little bit to a bowl of noodles can enhance the taste. Wouldn’t it be too salty to add a lot of soy sauce...

Hu Lan was also full of doubts, but she had chosen to believe in Jiang Cheng and stopped questioning, just helping to boil water and chop green onions.

After eating the sliced ​​noodles on Yang Qi's side, everyone put down their bowls and chopsticks and looked at this side in a daze. Jiang Cheng held the bowl with one hand and kneaded the noodles with the other. A few drops on the surface, rubbed a few times and then sprinkled a few more drops when they disappeared. As time went by, the originally white dough began to have a light soy sauce color, so Jiang Cheng stopped and prepared to slice the noodles.

"The soup is secret, so the knife that Boss Yang gave me is also secret, right?"

Jiang Cheng picked up the curved knife in his hand and weighed it. If he gave Yang Hongchang a deep look, the latter could only look away as if he didn't hear it.

Yang Qi has put in a lot of effort in making pasta. The arc-shaped knives used for slicing noodles and pastries are often bought in a pile. Yang Hongchang deliberately selected a defective product from among them and handed it to Jiang Cheng. On the surface, it seems that there is no problem In fact, the texture is very uneven and has a top-heavy feeling. If you hold the sliced ​​noodles, it will affect the feel and cause the thickness of the cut noodles to be uneven. He didn't expect Jiang Cheng to notice this as soon as he started, and he couldn't help but think about it. Was it practiced with a scalpel?

The watching villagers also saw the clues from the appearance of the two. To their surprise, Jiang Cheng knew that the knife was faulty and did not propose to change it. The machine usually swings back and forth quickly, and slices of dough as thin as cicada's wings fall into the pot, and the dough is cut clean in a few breaths!

"This this…"

Yang Hongchang's eyes widened in surprise, and Yang Qi beside him was full of disbelief. Even if he was concentrating on it, he couldn't cut out such a thin slice at the same speed. Shaped knife, why is the thickness of each side exactly the same?It can't be practiced by cutting people with a scalpel...

A few minutes later, the light brown noodles were poured into ten bowls. The ten villagers who were in charge of serving as witnesses looked at each other. It was the first time they had seen this kind of sliced ​​noodles. The noodles, but can it taste similar?They saw Jiang Cheng knead half a bowl of soy sauce in it with their own eyes!

"I'll try it first."

When others were hesitant, Hu Lan took some sliced ​​noodles left in the pot into her own bowl, and ate the first slice of noodles under Jiang Cheng's encouraging eyes, and then her expression changed!Seeing this, Yang Hongchang curled his lips and sneered, it would be strange if it tasted delicious...

"My God! How can it be so delicious?"

Hu Lan's gaffe made the sneer on Yang Hongchang's face freeze, she quickly moved her chopsticks to eat all the noodles in the bowl, and then said with emotion: "Every piece of noodles is very thin, but still very chewy. Jiner, the fresh and fragrant taste is just right, I can't even taste the soy sauce taste, you can make it like this with hot noodles, brother Cheng, you are amazing!"

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