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Chapter 255 Bazhen Noodles

This matter quickly reached Tang Yuan's ears under Huang Mao's embellishment, and he said with a smile: "Isn't this very good?"

Huangmao: "It's good, but I think it's too weird."

Tang Yuan reminded him: "Emotions are very open in the West. It is not unusual for Jing Jun to grow up abroad."

Huang Mao was still sighing: "Maybe I have inherited the ancient ideas of my ancestors!" After chatting for a while, he began to make fun of him, "I would like to know who picked you, the flower of Gaoling. I think back then, you Rejecting a woman is much more ruthless than treating Jingjun..."

Tang Yuan probably also thought of the scene he said, "Jing Jun is the younger sister of the second child." Naturally, we still have to show some affection, but the fierce look on her face at the end made him suddenly startled , and only then increased his tone.

After all, a woman's jealousy is terrible.

The lessons learned from Xiaohezi Nishimura, he has suffered a lot.

Right now, the most important thing is to be able to mass-produce the low-temperature slow cooker and push it to the market.

Then this Spring Festival, he will have the opportunity to return to China.

……

At the end of the game, Yu Jian set off for the capital without staying long.

Zhang Hua made an agreement with her that when he returned to Beijing in two days, he would go to Yu's restaurant to join him, and she readily agreed.

Yu Jianguo deliberately closed the shop and came to the airport to pick them up, and he also brought a bottle of oil to Yu Yuan's children.

"Ah——" Yu Yuan sneezed loudly, sucked the long dragon that was about to breathe, and blamed his father: "Dad, have your flowers gone bad? I sneezed several times along the way." .”

Yu Jianguo shook his head and kept looking in the direction of the exit, and replied impatiently: "That's because you have caught a cold. I just went to the flower shop to buy these this morning, and there are still dewdrops on the petals!"

This is just to deceive the boss who doesn't know anything, and there are dewdrops, which are obviously the drops of water sprinkled by the proprietress!
Yu Yuan curled her lips, sneezed again, and rubbed her itchy nose.

"Dad, Xiaoyuanzi!" The sliding door opened, and Yu Jian saw Yu Jianguo and the two at a glance. There was no other reason. The bouquet in Yu Yuan's hand was too big, like a walking flower basket.

Yu Jian couldn't help laughing, but she couldn't blatantly laugh at the little guy, so she could only hold back her laughter and rub his head desperately.

Yu Yuan handed her the flower in a childish voice: "Sister, congratulations on winning the championship!"

Yu Jian happily took the bouquet, lowered her head and sniffed fiercely, and suddenly a strange smell rushed into her nose——

She sneezed hard—

The scene was eerily quiet for a while.

Yu Yuan squinted and looked up at his father: I'll just say it.

In the small courtyard of the Zhu family, there was already a curl of smoke.

Yu Jian pushed open the door, took a deep breath, and a sweet scent of noodles came to her nostrils.She was overjoyed: "Is Uncle Jianping cooking noodles?"

Yu Jianguo smiled mysteriously and pointed inside: "It's not Jianping."

Who else is there?

Full of curiosity, Yu Jian pushed her luggage and walked inside.The small courtyard in winter is filled with layers of earthen jars, including the sauce made by Yu Jian in spring and the vegetables pickled by Yu Jianguo in autumn, revealing the deep warmth in the small courtyard.

"Put it down a little bit, that's right, that's it..." In the kitchen, one person pointed to the other.

This voice—

Yu Jian pushed the door open with a clatter: "Uncle Wu!"

Someone turned their heads and showed a familiar smiling face. Even Rhubarb, who was lying at the door obsessively looking at the owner, stretched slowly, turned their heads together, and showed a smiling face.

Wu Guoliang raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Are you back? Then get ready to eat!"

Turning his head calmly and continuing to point Yu Jianping: "Wrong, wrong, put that one first!"

Yu Jianping held a small steel basin, question marks all over his head: "This?"

"No, the one next to it, yes! Oh, why don't I do it!"

"Pull it down, can you knead the dough now? Just stand there and don't move!"

Still the familiar bickering scene.

In the dense light, Yu Jian felt that the moisture in her eyes became more and more intense, her throat moved, and she was suddenly blocked by something again, unable to speak out.

"Huh?" Rhubarb tilted his head to look at her, why did the human emotions on these two legs suddenly become depressed, his big head arched the bend of her legs, and bit her trouser legs.

Yu Jian rubbed her eyes, patted it on the head with a smile: "Be good, I brought you a present."

"Woof!" It still has gifts? ?Rhubarb instantly became excited——

What Wu Guoliang taught Yu Jianping to make is a classic noodle—Bazhen noodles.This is the pasta that ordinary people would make when celebrating happy events, and it can be regarded as congratulations to Yu Jian for winning the first place in the competition.

Chicken legs, chicken breasts, crucian carp, and river prawns are boiled and dried in the sun. They are ground together with fresh bamboo shoots, mushrooms, sesame seeds, and peppercorns into very fine powders and mixed into flour.The powder should be added gradually, so that the delicious flavor will be integrated into the flour little by little.

The kneaded dough exudes a rich aroma of mushrooms, which makes people feel refreshed.

The dough is rolled into long strips, staggered and then staggered, and sprinkled into noodles as thin as hair.

Fresh juice has long been boiled in the pot, and it is also boiled with bamboo shoots, mushrooms and shrimps. It is as clear as spring water, without any smell of meat or oil.Bring the fresh juice to a boil, pour it into the noodles, and stir slowly to spread it evenly.

The fragrance drifted away, entering everyone's noses inch by inch.

Yu Yuan was drooling and waiting at the door of the kitchen, shouting incessantly: "It smells so good..."

Yu Jian also speeded up the action of changing clothes, hurriedly opened the door and sat down at the dining table.

When a bowl of clear soup is served on the noodles, without sprinkled onion or sour, the color will be white and pure, and the noodle soup will be pure and slightly stirred, as if white hairs are blooming, which is more eye-catching than that of Wensi tofu.

Smell it, only feel the breath is full of umami.Yu Jian picked up the bowl and took a small sip of the clear soup. In an instant, a string broke in her head, and she suddenly opened her eyes wide.

This is--

"Things that are used in daily life can't be called precious." Wu Guoliang came out of the kitchen and said with a smile.

"There is not a single item that is particularly expensive. Chicken, fish, and shrimp can be seen everywhere. Dried bamboo shoots, mushrooms, peppers, and sesame are also common items. Even the soup base is boiled slowly with water. But Even the gods eat the noodles made out of these, and want to miss the taste of the world."

Yu Jian slowly recalled his words, and after a moment of stupefaction, she raised her head, her face suddenly enlightened, "I understand."

He also said: "Uncle Wu, if you participate in the Baian competition, the champion will definitely be yours."

In fact, she was also thinking deeply about the last theme of the white case. Although the chefs cooked delicious food, she always felt that something was missing.

Today, when these eight precious noodles came out, she suddenly realized.Behind the extraordinary is the accumulation of countless mediocrity, which is the long-term continuity.

"That's right—the noodles made by Uncle Wu are delicious!" Yu Yuan also coaxed from the side, he doesn't know any fancy adjectives, and in the child's concept, there are only good and bad.

Yu Jianping came out with a bowl in his hand, with a black face: "What did Uncle Wu do? Obviously I did it!"

Yu Yuan's heart skipped a beat, it's broken——

I forgot about Uncle Jianping who was so busy——

(End of this chapter)