Mecha Forger

As the Song Dynasty poem said, Tang Fan is like a weed and has tenacious vitality. Those who underestimate him will be unlucky.

Under the scrutinizing gazes of Song Ci, Atong and Gao Shaogu, Tang Fan's performance was still outstanding, with impeccable appearance and military training.

The instructor only needs to do any action once, and Tang Fan can copy it perfectly.

Atong couldn't help but complain, "Another monster with both physical and mental strength."

Gao Shaogu curled his lips and said, "Both physical strength and mental strength go hand in hand. I have no right to call someone a monster."

A Tong narrowed his eyes, "During military training, I almost had to do my best to keep up with the instructor's pace.

But this girl deliberately slowed down and showed herself not so good.

Whether it is physical potential or emotional intelligence, I am far inferior to her. "

Gao Shaogu asked with a half-smile, "What about spiritual power?"

Atong glanced at Gao Shaogu, who was making trouble, and said seriously: "I haven't competed before, so I don't know."

Song Ci glanced at Gao Shaogu and said calmly: "Old Gao, you may have forgotten that Li Banxia, ​​the dean of the Department of Pharmacy, and A Tong are from the same school."

If you offend the pharmacist, you're afraid the pills will be finished!

Gao Shaogu glanced at Atong guiltily, and no longer dared to be presumptuous.

Seeing Gao Shaogu's silence, Song Ci finally let him go.

"Atong, is it time for treatment?"

Atong looked at Guang Nao and said, "There's still half an hour, but we can start preparing!"

Song Ci took Atong away happily.

After finally sending away the two monsters, Gao Shaogu regained his dignity as a military training instructor.

Patrolling the training of various formations and arranging study tasks for the evening was much more enjoyable than talking to two monsters.

On the first day of training, the main thing was to follow the rules and it was not too hard.

As soon as 5:30 pm arrived, Gao Shaogu waved his hand, and the instructors happily let him go.

Qin Yi was the first to pounce, and his speed was much faster than during the military training gathering.

The first thing the little girl said was, "What are you having for dinner tonight?"

Before Tang Fan had time to answer, Brad had already pulled Zhao Fan over.

"Is there any meat?"

George put his hands behind his back and suggested slowly: "Braised in soy sauce has the best taste."

Tang Fan, who was surrounded by a group of foodies, said, "Don't forget, I have to be responsible for Instructor Song's three meals a day.

After a serious injury, the diet must be light.

You can have meat, braised or something, absolutely impossible! "

Qin Yi curled her lips, "What's so delicious about light food?"

Tang Fan shook his head, "It's light but not bland, simple and health-preserving.

It is said that tonic for patients can also allow you to experience the light and good taste, using abalone, sea cucumber, fish lips, yak hide glue, king oyster mushroom, tendons, flower mushrooms, cuttlefish, scallops, quail eggs, etc. , add broth and old Fujian wine, and simmer the Buddha Jumping Over the Wall, which is definitely the best choice.

Unfortunately, this dish requires too much work and I don’t have enough time.

I'm afraid you won't be able to taste the tender, tender, rich and meaty aroma, meaty but not greasy, and the delicious taste. "

Brad licked his lips, "Then what should we eat tonight?"

Tang Fan shrugged, "Dismissal is at half past five, class starts at seven, and we have to deliver meals to Instructor Song.

Time is so tight, of course it’s easy to eat whatever you want! "

The easiest thing, of course, is to eat noodles!

But the few people sitting in the room were the easiest to get rid of, and they could solve it if they were given anything. However, it was not easy to get rid of Instructor Song who didn't know the depth of things for the first time.

Tang Fan could only go to the material recycling department.

Unexpectedly, he actually saw a bucket of river shrimp with seeds in front of the material recycling department!

Isn’t that something only available in May?

Tang Fan rolled his eyes, and the plan came to his mind.

Since simple noodles can't satisfy this boss, let's just have a bowl of "red-level mecha" noodles - three shrimp noodles.

The so-called "Three Shrimp Noodles" refers to peeling the river shrimp into shrimp meat, shrimp roe, and shrimp brain (the yellow on the shrimp head) and separating them one by one, and then frying them to extract the aroma of shrimp oil, and combine them into one. , as a topping, poured onto the surface.

It’s so delicious just thinking about it!

The most critical and time-consuming part of making three shrimp noodles is the manual work.

Peeling the shells of river shrimps, removing shrimp seeds, and removing shrimp brains... every step must be done personally.

First blanch the shrimp in white water, then pinch the neck of the shrimp, twist off the head, squeeze it, and a ruby-like shrimp paste will pop out of the shrimp head.

Pull out the shrimp roe along the belly of the river shrimp. At this time, the shrimp roe has also formed.

At this time, heat the oil in the hot pan. When the oil starts to smoke, add all the "three shrimps" to the pot.

First fry it over high heat to dry out the moisture in the shrimp roe, allowing the shrimp roe to absorb the oil, and then force out the shrimp oil from the shrimp paste.

When the water in the pot gradually disappears, turn to low heat and simmer slowly for a while. You will feel that all the shrimp roe has been simmered and adhered to the shrimp. The shrimp paste becomes more and more red, exuding an irresistible aroma. If the surface is shiny and shiny, it means that the heat is up and you can turn off the heat and start the pot.

Add a little scallion oil, pour it on the noodles, and then cover it with the cooked three shrimps and eat it in a bowl, it's delicious!

The only regret is that the shrimp seeds per shrimp are very limited. The roe peeled off from each shrimp is only as big as the fingernail of your little finger.

The shrimp roe from more than twenty shrimps is enough to make a bowl of three-prawn noodles.

And there were only forty or fifty shrimps in that bucket.

It doesn't matter!

Without toppings, the scallion oil noodles can satisfy the group of foodies in the house... right?

Tang Fan returned to the dormitory carrying the shrimps anxiously.

Seeing the shrimps in Tang Fan's hand, the foodies' eyes began to shine. After counting the number of shrimps, everyone suddenly became wilted.

Qin Yi was the first to get angry.

"There are so many of them, I'm afraid they don't have enough money to beat us!"

Brad followed up with a follow-up shot: "There is no humanity in people of the opposite sex!"

Although Zhao Fan and Qing Qing didn't speak, they couldn't hide the condemnation in their eyes.

"Instructor Song is a sick person.

Besides, we provide the ingredients and points!”

The more Tang Fan spoke, the more confident he became, and his voice became louder.

George doesn't like this.

"You mean, the mental recovery potions and credits between us are not important, right?"

When Tang Fan heard this, he immediately gave up.

"No way!

Two portions of three-prawn noodles, one portion for Instructor Song, and one portion for both of you.

The three of us can just eat noodles mixed with scallion oil!"

Classmate George nodded reservedly, "That's pretty much it!"

Tang Fan had a sad face and resigned himself to cooking for his patrons and ancestors.

Didn’t it mean that during the three years of famine, the kitchen manager would not starve to death?

Why did he, a chef, end up so miserable?

Three Prawn Noodles, Part 1, start with the shrimps!

After finally taking out the shrimp meat, shrimp roe, and shrimp roe from the bucket of shrimp, Tang Fan started boiling the scallion oil again.

Green onions, shallots, scallions, small star anise, a small amount of cinnamon and bay leaves... put them in the hot oil pan in order.

After a while, a special aroma came out, which made people's index fingers and appetite whet their appetite.

It was only then that Tang Fan slowly prepared the noodles.

Legend has it that the traditional three-prawn noodles use thin noodles, but Tang Fan didn’t have any, so he could only make freshly made noodles by hand.

Scoop the noodles, knead the noodles, roll the noodles, cut the noodles...

In Tang Fan's hands, the simple movements gained a sense of rhythm of dance.

Cut a pile of thin noodles, sprinkle with dry flour and knead until the noodles become round and long strips of the same size and thickness, the noodles are considered ready.