Best Young Chef

However, he didn't dare to tell Jintang about taking the deer back to Baihe, for fear that she wouldn't let him go. After she leisurely returned to her room to have a rest, Zhao Zilong quietly called Zuo Qiangqiang's brother and sister and drove straight to the expressway.

This time he went out to work for Wang Yixian. Zhao Zilong didn't want to make too much publicity, so he didn't tell anyone except Yang Ziyu.

The reason why he took Zuo Qiangqiang's brother and sister to go there was that after the last danger, he thought he needed some help. Otherwise, once you encounter danger again, you may have trouble dealing with it by yourself.

Another reason is that this time he drove to Baihe secret place, he also wanted to wait for another opportunity to hunt some psychic food. It takes people to drive along the way, and it also needs people to hunt psychic food. It's a good thing to have more people.

Because three days later, Changfeng hotel will hold activities, Zhao Zilong must come back in three days.

So he had the idea of making a quick decision. When the time came, the car would drive directly to Baihe Village, and the three people would go to Baihe secret place to lead Bailu, and then bring some psychic food with them, and then drive back directly. There was nothing wrong.

"Boss, where are we going?"

After turning on the highway, Zuo Qiangqiang asked.

"Watch it, go here!"

Zhao Zilong used mobile phone navigation to export the specific location and sent it to Zuo Qiangqiang.

"Baihe Village, Baihe Town, it's across provinces?" When Zuo Qiangqiang saw the place, he couldn't help blinking: "the whole journey is more than 1100 kilometers. Even if you drive continuously, it will take at least 10 hours!"

"Cross province? What are we going to do? It's not murder, is it

Left Qiao Qiao listened to this words, not from Du Qi red lips, to Zhao Zilong asked with great interest.

"Kill you big head ghost, I solemnly declare to you that you are no longer the elite killer of the dark wind hall, but my close bodyguard of Zhao Zilong, do you understand?" Cried Zhao Zilong, frowning.

"I'm a legal citizen, and I've never done anything illegal, so please keep your mind sunny and don't have any dark thoughts." Zhao Zilong patted his chest and said solemnly.

"Well, even if it's not illegal, it's not necessarily a good thing to drive more than 1000 kilometers to a small mountain village." After walking out of the high-speed approach, Zuo Qiangqiang slowly stepped on the accelerator and ran to 120 miles.

"Hey, I'm your boss. How about respecting me?"

Seeing that Zuo Qiangqiang didn't agree with him, Zhao Zilong cried out.

"I respect you very much, otherwise, where is your turn to sit on the co pilot's seat? And I'm driving here with all my attention? " Zuo Qiangqiang shrugged his shoulders and exclaimed without good spirit.

"Yes, my brother never drives in the organization." Cried Zuo Qiao.

"Yes, I can't say you. You're very good." Zhao Zilong turned his lips.

"But one thing I want to remind you is that we have an important mission to go to Baihe Village this time. In the implementation of the task, it is very likely that there will be a high-intensity battle, so we should try our best to maintain the spirit and physical strength in the journey. " When Zhao Zilong said this, he turned his head and looked at Zuo Qiao.

"Now we start to rest. In three hours, you take your brother's place and let him rest. In three hours, I'll take your place. In this way, we'll have a round and we'll be almost there. "

"When we got to Baihe Village, we parked our car and went straight to the destination."

Zhao Zilong said here with an excited look on his face: "what we are going to is definitely a world beyond your imagination, where everything will make you feel novel."

"Well, where are we going?" Zuo Qiao asked curiously.

"You'll know when you go. Don't ask now." Zhao Zilong shook his head.

"Cheapskate!" Left Qiao Qiao white he one eye, lie down to rest.

Zhao Zilong also put down his seat, tied up his sense of security and began to close his eyes.

More than three hours later, Zuo Qiangqiang drove the car to a service area. The three got out of the car, drank water, ate something and went to the toilet. When she got on the bus again, Zuo Qiaoqiao sat in the driver's seat.

She drove much faster than her brother. As soon as she was on the road, she went 150 miles.

She seems to have the mentality of hating the rich. She has to surpass the cars all the way, especially the luxury cars. Especially those Audi, BMW and so on, are stepping on the accelerator and racing with others.

At first, people ignored her. Later, they saw that the girl was so serious. Driving through the Great Wall is still so arrogant. People step on the accelerator lightly and push it to 200 feet, leaving Zuo Qiao behind to eat ashes.

In her anger, Zuo Qiaoqiao criticizes Zhao Zilong for his bad car, for his unruly BMW driver, and for the speed limit of 122 on the freeway. Are you running more than 200 to death?

Maybe she never thought about it. She didn't know if it was speeding when she ran 156?

Zhao Zilong kindly reminded her that safety is the first, but she was angry and swung a punch.

Zuoqiao has a feeling of driving, but it's fast coming and going. It's a little wilted after driving for less than two hours. Eyelids also began to fight, which made Zhao Zilong feel uneasy.In order to avoid an accident, Zhao Zilong is going to replace her in driving.

But unexpectedly, Zuo Qiangqiang pressed his shoulder, sat in the driver's seat again, and began to drive calmly on the road. It took him more than five hours to drive, and he didn't stop in the middle. Instead, he drove to Baihe Town all at once.

In the small town, Zhao Zilong asked them to stop and buy some iron wire, three kitchen knives, 20 brand-new woven bags with lining and many other items from a local household for later use.

After shopping, they went to the Ramen restaurant in a corner of the town to eat beef Ramen under the recommendation of the local grocer. The business of ramen restaurant is very hot, so we have to wait in line to eat.

Originally, Zhao Zilong was in a hurry and didn't want to queue up here. He was ready to find another one.

But through the glass window, I can see that the master inside is like bowing and archery when he is pulling noodles. Not only his posture is natural and unrestrained, but also his noodles are as thin as hair.

Although the storefront of the noodle shop is not big, the customers inside are full. When they eat noodles, they all look satisfied and smile. It must be delicious.

In particular, four or five high school girls were sucking noodles with their tender lips. Zhao Zilong's heart was itching, and she immediately gave up the idea of changing places to eat.

"The noodles here look good. Let's wait here." Zhao Zilong turned his head to the left and said with a smile.

"Is noodles good? I think those beauties are good, aren't they

Left Qiao Qiao some despise his behavior, white he one eye, take some disdain to open mouth to say.

Originally, Zhao Zilong wanted to explain something, but when he looked back, he wanted to change the place to eat, but later he glanced at the store and changed his mind.

Zhao Zilong naturally knew that he saw that the master's noodle level was very high, and he wanted to learn experience to enrich his cooking skills. But Zuo Qiao doesn't think so. She thinks that he has a crush on those students.

Instead of arguing with her, he took a deep breath, turned to find a place with a better viewing angle, and began to appreciate the teacher's noodles.

I saw that the teacher Fu's technique was mellow and skillful. The soft noodles were in his hands, just like obedient children. When he twisted at random, there were bursts of dazzling patterns.

The original finger thick noodles, the teacher Fu stretched his arm to more than one meter long, folded back and pulled out more than one meter long, so repeatedly folded seven or eight times, a piece of noodles into hundreds, finger thick noodles also become like hair in general, he conveniently threw into the pot, picked up a pull up.

Looking at his movements, it's as simple as people's eating and drinking water. He comes at will.

He is the master, can be willful to watch there hungry, but Zuoshi brothers and sisters as bodyguards have to line up to buy noodles. When Zhao Zilong was there, Zuo Qiao came to ask him to eat noodles.

Zhao Zilong with her into the shop, the table has put three bowls of beef ramen.

Only meet like white jade soup like gold, in the thin hair like noodles on top of a few pieces of thin beef, next to floating a few pieces of onion garlic, plus a little sesame oil, just the pungent smell, it makes people intoxicated.

Zhao Zilong picked up chopsticks, picked up a bunch of noodles and slowly put them into his mouth. He felt that the entrance of the noodles was slippery, and each one was full of different spirituality, accompanied by a continuous fragrance.

When his teeth bite down, the noodles actually touch the teeth and melt, turning into a delicious torrent down his throat, which makes Zhao Zilong feel bright in front of his eyes.

"Teacher Fu, the noodles are so delicious. What do you put in your noodles? They have a taste inside?" Zhao Zilong felt the delicious food rippling in his chest. He couldn't help but ask the teacher.

Fu, the teacher of ramen, was not happy to hear someone ask for the secret of ramen. However, when he saw that the inquirer was a white boy, like a high school student, he immediately gave up his guard.

"Hehe, can you make noodles, too?" Fu Rao, the teacher, asked with interest.

"I often make noodles for my father at home, but compared with what you make, it's a thousand miles away." Zhao Zilong pretended to be cute and said to the teacher Fu sajiao.

People are handsome and have advantages in everything they do. Not only beauties like it, but even teachers like it.

When he saw Zhao Zilong's clever appearance, he could not help chuckling. He came to him and said in a low voice, "you should make the noodles a little softer, add some salt and edible soda inside, and keep them stuffy for more than three hours..."

Although Fu, the noodle teacher, just gave a few random instructions, Zhao Zilong, who has a lot of research on cooking, has already grasped the key to it, which makes him happy.

His habitual flattery made the teacher laugh.