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Chapter 297 Good Ingredients Are Often... (Eighth)

"Are the noodles in Guanzhong delicious?"

Hearing the information sent back by his subordinate Ma Zi, King Zhuanlun was a little confused.

The information was very simple. A disciple of the Huashan School inquired about a cook who could cook Guanzhong noodles in Nanjing, and even offered him a high salary of one or two taels of silver a day.

I guess it should be that Mr. Hao is not used to southern food, so delicate?
"It seems to be called biangbiang noodles with oily noodles. It is really refreshing to eat."

After thinking about it, Lei Bin replied.

He liked to eat noodles since he was a child. When he went out to perform missions, he had eaten noodles from all over the country. Naturally, he had also eaten the wide noodles in Guanzhong, which were indeed very good.

"Lei Bin, this is an opportunity, do it beautifully."

A smile appeared on his face, and the wheel runner knew that the opportunity had come.

"I see!"

Nodding, Lei Bin left to make preparations.

Under the arrangement of the Blackstone organization, Lei Bin successfully applied to be the chef in Tian Hao's house, specializing in making noodles.

"Brother Hao, this old man said he can make oily noodles, and he boasted that he is the No.1 noodle maker in Nanjing."

Cheng Shifei brought Lei Bin, who had successfully applied for the job, to Tian Hao's small courtyard. Although he didn't know why senior brother Hao suddenly wanted to eat Guanzhong's special noodles, it didn't matter.

As long as it is what senior brother Hao ordered, he will do it himself.

"Master, it's not a small brag. The villain's ancestors made noodles. The noodles they make are the most chewy. They also invented the method of drying noodles in the shade. No matter how hard they are cooked, they won't rot."

Lei Bin laughed and said, he was not at all as cold as he was at Zeng Jing's house before.

Lei Bin with such an appearance made Ye Chanqing, who was following Tian Hao, raised his eyebrows. Although Lei Bin changed his hairstyle and clothes, and made a simple disguise, making him look very old, she was recognized by her at a glance. .

I didn't expect this guy to sneak in, no, he was lured in by that man.

"You came just in time, let's see how my kneading skills are?"

Tian Hao, who had just reconciled the noodles, smiled, threw up the newly formed dough, and slapped his palms, and the purple palm force circulated in his palms.

Snapped!
With a crisp sound, the dough was twitched and spun rapidly in the air, and then the two palms slapped and slapped continuously, making the dough spin faster and faster like a top without falling down.

Lei Bin stared straight at this hand, can martial arts still be practiced like this?
No, is the dough still kneading like this?

Although he has been studying the making of noodles, he is limited to the making of ordinary people, and has never thought of integrating martial arts into the making process.

And that guy's technique is somewhat similar to Wudang's Taijiquan. If you use softness to knead the dough, it will definitely be more muscular.

Tian Hao patted one hundred and eight palms in a row before he stopped, and the dough that was still bumpy before had been patted into a ball, the surface was smoother and cleaner like a mirror, and even reflected the sun's rays.

This is not over yet, when the dough landed on the chopping board, it bounced like a ball.

"How's my kneading skills?"

Tian Hao looked at Lei Bin with a smile. This time, he deliberately created an opportunity for the King of Wheels to send Lei Bin, who can make noodles, over here, and then had a private contact with Lei Bin.

As long as he can get in touch with Lei Bin alone, he is [-]% sure to convince him, and the remaining [-]%...

If you can't be persuaded, let him sleep here forever.

"Master, can I make it into noodles?"

Looking at the dough that was still bouncing up and down with burning eyes, Lei Bin was full of longing, as if he had found his ultimate pursuit.

"of course can!"

Tian Hao didn't refuse, stepped aside and sat down, waiting for Lei Bin to perform.

Lei Bin was not hypocritical, he went to the side and carefully washed his palms, and then held down the dough that was still bouncing, and carefully rolled and cut it with a kitchen knife, slowly cutting the round dough from the outermost layer, Finally, cut into wide noodles and cook in the boiling water prepared earlier.

Not long after, the noodles were cooked, sprinkled with chili noodles, chopped green onion, garlic sprouts, salt, and then hot oil, and a tempting aroma immediately permeated the air.

Good ingredients often only need the simplest cooking method, not too complicated.

Tian Hao picked up the basin and ate it, the taste of the Q bomb was really enjoyable.

Of course, he wasn't too idle, the reason why he kneaded the dough with Zilong palm was mainly to exercise his palm control.

After all, Dao protection is only the most direct and superficial use of martial arts. The ultimate pursuit of martial arts practitioners is the pinnacle of martial arts, not the pinnacle of killing.

Integrating martial arts into daily life is the right way, which is equivalent to practicing twelve hours a day, and even integrating it into the body's instincts.

The previous kneading of noodles was very good. Not only can I better exercise my palm strength, but it can also satisfy my appetite. It serves multiple purposes!

"That's right, all the noodles are the same thickness, and your knives for cutting noodles are perfect, follow me in the future!"

After eating the oily noodles in the basin, he wiped his mouth with the handkerchief Ye Zhanqing handed over, Tian Hao patted Lei Bin on the shoulder while drinking the noodle soup, and stretched out an olive branch.

"Thank you for your appreciation, uncle, it is a villain's blessing to be able to follow uncle."

Nodding and bowing his thanks, Lei Bin has not forgotten his mission, and he can naturally complete the mission better with Tian Hao's approval.

"You just agree. After I kill the Queen of the Wheel, you will go and pick up your wife and children, and go north with me. Later, your children will be admitted to Huashan Academy to learn literature and martial arts."

Tian Hao was very satisfied with Lei Bin's understanding of current affairs, and even made a promise, but Lei Bin felt that he was not well.

"How did you see it?"

Glancing at Ye Chanqing who was sitting next to Tian Hao, Lei Bin vetoed that guess and asked puzzledly.

It is impossible for Ye Chanqing to betray himself, so the problem must be with himself and Tian Hao, he doesn't understand where he has exposed his flaws.

"Don't look, you were brought here by me, and you didn't have much hope at first. It seems that the Wheel-Turning King is very afraid of me!"

Shrugging his shoulders, Tian Hao didn't expect to be 100% successful, but fortunately he succeeded in the end, otherwise it would be a little more troublesome.

"Since you know about me, you should be able to understand that I will not easily betray Black Stone."

Seeing Tian Hao's sincerity, Lei Bin hesitated for a while, and wanted to see if Tian Hao had the strength to kill the runner king.

He doesn't mind leaving Blackstone and joining the Huashan faction, but the premise is that Heishi and Zhuanlun King can really be wiped out, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous.

Can't he risk his wife and children?

"Pingzhi!"

He gestured to Lin Pingzhi, who was also drinking noodle soup, Tian Hao never thought of fooling Lei Bin over with his words alone, carrots and sticks are the kingly way.

"Ok!"

Nodding, Lin Pingzhi put down the boss bowl, picked up the green tea next to her and rinsed her mouth, and then walked to the open space in front.

Seeing that it wasn't Tian Hao who made the move himself, Lei Bin wasn't angry at all, he got up and stood three feet away from Lin Pingzhi.

His arm trembled slightly, and two steel cones slipped from his sleeve into his hand.

"That dude is still a martial arts master?"

Cheng Shifei, who was eating his second bowl of oil-splashed noodles, blinked his eyes in a daze, only then did he realize that the chef he had hired turned out to be a martial arts master.

"Hey! You should always follow Junior Sister Liu Jing from now on!"

Looking at the bewildered Cheng right and wrong, Tian Hao shook his head, this kid is truly hopeless.

Others can be improved by training, but this IQ and EQ are really hard to do.

He didn't even know if that kid had already surpassed himself in the martial art of muscle, turning his brain into a muscle?

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(End of this chapter)