Happy Hand Village Doctor

Chapter 46 I'm willing to bet and admit defeat

Is this dark thing really delicious?

Hu Lan's performance made everyone suspicious, and Yang Qi hurriedly said: "Sister, I know you have a good relationship with Jiang Cheng, so you can't open your eyes and talk nonsense! Knead half a bowl of soy sauce, and the noodles are hot again, what? Maybe it's delicious?"

At this time, Yang Hongchang didn't bother to talk to his son who didn't hold back anymore, and said with a straight face: "It's useless to boast about yourself. It's up to everyone to say who makes better sliced ​​noodles."

"Eat, I didn't stop them."

Hu Lan shrugged, her expression was no longer worried at all, and she seemed to have great confidence in Jiang Cheng's sliced ​​noodles.

Under Yang Hongchang's urging, the ten villagers came over one after another to taste the bowls, and then their expressions changed, and the voices of "sucking and sucking" kept coming and going, and soon someone emptied their bowls, staring and applauding: "This girl No lie, the noodles are really delicious!"

"It's so strange. I usually feel salty when I pour a little more soy sauce into the noodles at home. What's wrong with the noodles, there's only umami taste but no salty taste?"

Some people put down their bowls and rubbed their stomachs, muttering in confusion: "The stomach is so warm and comfortable. I haven't eaten much noodles. It feels better than eating a spicy hot pot..."

Seeing that everyone's mouth was wrong, Yang Hongchang could no longer maintain the composure he had at the beginning, and quickly snatched the bowl from a villager who hadn't finished eating, but the villager quickly dodged it and said anxiously: "Why is Boss Yang grabbing the bowl? I haven't finished eating yet!"

Noticing that the eyes were coming together, Yang Hongchang said with a little embarrassment: "Seeing that you are eating deliciously, I also want to taste the magic of this noodle... How about you sell the rest of these to me for ten yuan How are you doing?"

Seeing that the villager still looked conflicted, Yang Hongchang gritted his teeth and said, "Twenty... Thirty! How about 30 yuan for your face?"

"Thirty is thirty!"

Putting the 30 yuan handed over by Yang Hongchang into his pocket, the villager reluctantly let go of the bowl. Yang Hongchang was in a particularly bad mood at the moment. He was already giving people free noodles for this competition, but now he had to pay for it Buying your own noodles from customers, is there anything more disgusting than this in the world?

But when he picked up a piece of light brown noodles and ate it into his mouth, his mood immediately became worse...

It has been more than ten minutes since the noodles came out of the pot, but the chewiness of the noodles is still far beyond Yang Hongchang's expectations. He is very sure that what he prepared for Jiang Cheng is a ball of hot noodles, which should be sliced ​​into slices Rotten dough is right, how could it have such a taste?And the delicious taste is better than the noodles made by his son. What's more important is that the fragrance is very even.

Finding that his father fell silent after eating a piece of noodles, Yang Qi felt even more uneasy. He took the bowl and swallowed the remaining noodles into his stomach, and then smacked his mouth with a strange expression on his face: "It's really better than my noodles." Delicious? Weird, weird..."

After thinking about it for a long time, Yang Qi couldn't come up with a reason, and Yang Qi leaned over to Jiang Cheng, shaking his head and sighing: "I have never thought of you doing this before, I am convinced, I am willing to admit defeat, and my sister belongs to you!"

Yang Hongchang subconsciously wanted to say a few words, but he opened his mouth and then closed it again. Yang Qi had already conceded defeat in public. Besides, their dough and curved knives had an advantage in this competition and they still couldn't win in terms of taste. To judge will be the same result.

"Since she is already mine, you should apologize for your disrespect to her just now, right?"

Jiang Cheng folded his arms and turned to his side, letting out Hu Lan, who was blushing behind him. Yang Qi simply bent down and said without hesitation, "I'm sorry, I won't bother you again in the future!"

This is the end of a farce, but people pay more attention at this time, not because of "two men competing for one woman", but because Jiang Cheng has a pair of "sacred hands" who can not only perform surgery but also make superb sliced ​​noodles. The ten villagers who tasted it didn't hide their admiration at all, while those who didn't eat it felt even more regretful. An excuse to eat a bowl of sliced ​​noodles...

Under Yang Hongchang's extremely complicated eyes, Jiang Cheng took Hu Lan's hand and walked out of the gate naturally after finishing the bill, leaving only a group of people still talking about it. It will not take long for today's competition to spread throughout the village and become People in Yangkou Village talk after dinner.

"When do you want to hold it..."

She didn't see Jiang Cheng's intention to let go until she walked a long way, Hu Lan said angrily, just now Jiang Cheng's words "the man is already mine" lingered in her mind, and she felt that her heart was still there. Pounding.

"Forgot, forgot, didn't pay attention to this."

Only then did Jiang Cheng realize that they were still holding hands, but after letting go, Hu Lan felt an empty sense of loss. Fortunately, it was time to get in the car and return, so she changed the subject and said, "Brother Cheng, what is the secret of making that kind of noodles?" ? Could it be that the soy sauce they gave you is also a counterfeit product?”

"That's not true. Yang Qi's failure is because he doesn't know enough about the medicinal material of inch lotus... Oh, inch lotus is the main ingredient of their secret soup. When it is used as seasoning, it can only be fully stimulated with soy sauce in the same proportion. The medicinal effect and aroma of Facunlian, the excess saltiness of soy sauce is neutralized, and the remaining umami flavor is wrapped in the fragrance of Cunlian and kneaded into the noodles, which is much stronger than ordinary sliced ​​noodles."

Jiang Cheng can only vaguely attribute the reason why hot noodles become chewy to Cunlian's magic and kneading techniques. In fact, the most important thing is that he used real energy in the process of kneading noodles, and used "The Holy Hand of Heaven and Kun" to guarantee the noodles. Even and stable, without these key conditions, even if Yang Hongchang and his son recorded Jiang Cheng's cooking process, they would never be able to make equally delicious knife-shaved noodles.

Hu Lan, who was sitting in the co-pilot, listened to Jiang Cheng's explanation and nodded again and again. She felt more and more that the more she got in touch with this man, the more shining points she could discover, such as bravery, wisdom, medical skills, cooking skills... and his cooking skills. Is there something that can't be reached?

The straight-line distance between Yangkou Village and Fengquan Village was not far, but since the last passenger ship had already been missed by this time, Jiang Cheng had to drive Hu Lan from the overland detour to the upstream and then turned to Fengquan Village, but the two of them were in the same boat. Talking and laughing on the road did not feel hard, and it was already dusk when we arrived at the destination.

"I'll be home soon, why are you unhappy looking at you?"

The afterglow of the setting sun reflected on Hu Lan's side face through the car window, as if plating a layer of gold on her delicate face, but Jiang Cheng could still see the gloomy look.

Hu Lan lowered her eyebrows and sighed softly, "If I had a choice, I'd rather have an infinitely long day than go home so soon..."

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