Eternal food paradise

Knife noodles!

I saw the store manager "peeling" the noodle stick in his hand. Along with the long strips of snowflakes, colorful like rain, it fell into the boiling water pot. The strip-shaped noodle stick also shrank visibly to the naked eye.

Just a minute or two.

The noodle stick evaporated out of thin air in Xia Yan's hand.

To be precise, they turned into white mini "jade dragons" swimming around in the hot water pot.

At the same time that the noodle stick disappeared, the tight and suffocating cooking did not stop. Ms. Red Dragon and Sarah Gerdo saw Xia Yan quickly put down the kitchen knife for cutting noodles, and then fetched a large one. The metal colander was dropped into the hot water pot, and those naughty and energetic white noodles were immediately caught in the net.

The metal sifter and colander vibrated a few times in mid-air to clean up the hot water brought up, and then was placed on the sink.

Xia Yan turned on the faucet and let the noodles soak in cold water.

"Boohoo!"

At the same time, add a spoonful of cooking oil to the wok outside the hot water pot and quickly cook it to a smoking temperature.

Xia Yan's pace still seemed slow and slow.

First, pour vinegar and soy sauce at the bottom of the noodle bowl. As for the ratio, there should be more vinegar, but it must be accurate to a few to a few. If the guests are curious and ask about the master chef, Xia Yan may smile slightly and say, " "Appropriate amount" is a word that has a very Chinese flavor.

The noodles are in the bowl.

By the way, sprinkle the chopped ginger, onion, and garlic on top of the noodles.

At this time.

Ms. Red Dragon sniffed her nose: "Spicy?"

The little maids Aletta and Sarah Gerdo also quickly smelled the spicy smell that quickly filled the air. Invariably, with fearful eyes flickering, they looked at their hands under the kitchen counter and took out a bottle of seasoning. The store manager took the ingredients and opened the lid.

The spiciness escapes violently from the open mouth of the bottle!

A spoonful.

Two spoonfuls.

Third spoonful.

The little maid and the female treasure hunter count silently.

In their field of vision, the originally simple and clean noodle bowl was like a handful of flaming tongues on the tip of the white noodle due to the addition of spoonfuls of red seasoning! It suddenly became hot!

"enough!"

Seeing that Xia Yan showed no sign of stopping after the third spoonful, Ms. Red Dragon's nose started to sweat, her eyes flashed and she yelled to stop her.

"Um?"

Xia Yan's right hand holding the spoon paused in the air and turned his head, "Is it really enough, madam?"

To Ms. Red Dragon, these words were full of regrets, which made her heart beat for no reason. As noble and powerful as she was, it had been a long time since the supreme dragon had felt this sense of danger stemming from intuition and spirituality.

Why.

"Cooking" in a bowl.

Will it make her fearful?

"enough!"

"That's enough!"

Her intuition told her not to be stubborn. She was supposed to be a proud and strong woman, but she suddenly gave in to her momentum.

Tsk, Xia Yan secretly regretted it and had no choice but to put down the spoon and screw on the bottle cap.

This bottle of seasoning is of course a local product of the system.

Anyway, I haven't used it for a while. It's not that Xia Yan doesn't like to use such seasonings, but because of his desire to broaden his cooking skills, he tried his best to restrain himself from using the local product from the system, Super Doubanjiang, to render and create "Dark" characteristics.

He can't always rely on the local products of the system, otherwise he will always be a nine-star chef and will not be able to obtain his own "traits" to break the bottleneck of the special level.

As for the reason for this use.

Very simple.

He already holds the same powerful "painting-breaking" weapon and has no worries anymore.

Moreover, when facing a crucial special-level exam, whatever cards you have on your body should be thrown out like bombs. There is no need to hide them.

Ms. Red Dragon is a good test subject.

When Xia Yan tightened the bottle cap, he couldn't help but murmur in his heart: "If the person at the bar knew that I was using her as a guinea pig to test the dishes, I'm afraid she would be furious and destroy this Chinese restaurant on the spot..."

"Done yet?"

An unhappy voice made Xia Yan, who was mumbling, quickly stop his thoughts. He was worried that this 'Pillar God', the Supreme Dragon, had telepathy that he, a mortal, could not imagine, and could see through his head full of terrible scenes of trying vegetables and administering medicine.

"alright."

Xia Yan replied, lifting up the frying pan for cooking oil and pouring all the hot, smoking oil into the noodle bowl.

Sizzling, sizzling, high-temperature oil, ginger, onion, garlic, and the 'doubanjiang' mixed on top, together create an incredibly delicious melody.

Finish!

Place the noodle bowl on the counter and push it forward.

"Please-" Xia Yan also handed out a pair of chopsticks, "mix it evenly before eating."

Ms. Red Dragon did not immediately follow the instructions, but turned back and asked Sarah Gerdo:

"Is this different from the pasta you just ate?"

Sarah Gerdo wanted to reply that there was a big difference, but when she smelled the spicy and sour smell that filled the air in the store after the hot oil was poured on it, the huntress was a little surprised and unsure.

"Taste-wise, there doesn't seem to be much difference."

She paused and added:

"It's just in form, it's so different!"

So Ms. Honglong turned her head, faced the store manager at the bar, and continued to express her dissatisfaction: "So, it is obviously the same dish with similar taste, why does my cooking method look different from hers?"

The subtext seems to be that he, as the supreme dragon, is unhappy about being treated differently.

Xia Yan couldn't stop laughing.

With such a long life, why do you still care so much about such mundane things as salary specifications? However, when I think about this being a continent in another world, other people’s pantheon, and other people’s way of raising the status of gods, it’s not a matter of pursuing natural principles and destroying human desires. To put it bluntly, these pillar gods are just some with divine power and authority. Just a powerful professional.

"This is specially 'customized' for you, madam." Xia Yan explained, "What I made for Miss Sarah is a bowl of thin noodles and dried noodles. I think your tongue may not like overly refined styles. .”

"Now here is this bowl. It's very casual and generous. It will definitely suit your taste! Well, a big bowl of wide noodles!" Xia Yan really wanted to hum a song to express his painting style.

"Is that so? Customized to the customer's style?"

Ms. Honglong was suspicious, but she didn't hear anything strange from the store manager's confident words.

She picked up the chopsticks and patiently stirred the noodles and seasonings.

Seeing this untouchable guest finally start cooking, Xia Yan breathed a sigh of relief and checked the cooking log——

Completeness, 55%.

Compared with the previous "waste", it has increased by only a few percentage points.

But it’s still “waste”!

"This useless second company..." Xia Yan couldn't laugh or cry.

The first one was due to his rough ramen craftsmanship.

And this second way.

The crux was that the "Jade Dragon Hand" could not be used well, so it was placed in a bowl and there was a big problem in kneading the system's local products like the "Super Grade Doubanjiang".

But when Xia Yan carefully looked at the "wasted" information, he was suddenly startled:

"hiss!"

"The waste can also be [powerful] with the concentration of darkness? Is it the "Wind of Escape" again? ! "