Ode to Longevity

The same is true for the other half of the cabbage. They didn't even see how Feng Qingge made the knife, they already saw the broken cabbage that was put aside.

"Cheat, cheat, this, this cabbage was cut first?"

"Cut your uncle's, if you cut it first, the whole cabbage would have fallen apart with the knife just now."

"It's true, this speed is simply unbelievable!"

The person who was not very optimistic about Feng Qingge immediately called out and stared at it with wide eyes, for fear of missing a move.

After cutting a piece of cabbage, Feng Qingge did not continue, as if adjusting the breath, stood there for a while, then pulled out the burning stick behind him, took out the pork belly, and broke it with both hands on the stick, the burning stick turned into a Two cuts, the hands thumping on the meat, there is no more gorgeous performance skills.

"Okay!" Just when everyone was disappointed, the voice of rescue came out, and everyone looked at Chu Chi. I don't know when the ramen made by Chu Chi was ready and served separately. in a bowl. The boiling, hot soup was still boiling, and the prawns surrounding it trembled as the soup boiled, as if it had come to life, twisting and moving constantly.

Noodles that look like dragon whiskers are presented in the bowl, and some green vegetables are placed. The simple and clear seafood ramen is completed, the milky white soup, the crystal clear noodles, the fragrant shrimp meat, and the tender green vegetables all add points to this dish. In terms of color, it is indeed a proper match and arouses people's appetite.

"You can vote within an hour after a party is done, and the one with the most ropes will win. Boy, you haven't done it yet, right?" Chu Chi stared at Feng Qingge, who was on the opposite side. The pork belly in front of him didn't pay any attention to Chu Chi at all.

Chu Chi didn't bother to pay attention to Feng Qingge. He stood beside his chopping board and said proudly: "I, Chu Chi, is a disciple of Chaoyang Sect, and I also study cooking. This kind of food is not something that can be compared with a bun. , the opportunity is rare, as long as you throw the rope to me, everyone can eat whatever you want!"

The words Chaoyang Zongmen smashed on everyone's chest like a heavy hammer. Looking at the steaming noodles, and looking at the things that had not been done by Feng Qingge, the fragrance came out, and many people had already Unable to bear it any longer, he ran to Chu Chi first, holding the chopsticks and holding the noodles inside.

"This, this is..."

"God, how can there be such a delicious food, this feeling..."

"Perfect, it's so perfect!"

People who couldn't tell why, were completely shocked by the taste. They never thought that someone would actually make a bowl of ramen so delicious. Before trying anything, they wanted to try a little more, but unfortunately Chu Chi didn't give them a chance, put the bamboo tube away, and snorted: "I have eaten and put the rope, I don't have any extra noodles for you to eat. , one chopstick is enough, do you still want to eat?"

"You..." The person who tried the food could only swallow his anger and threw the rope into Chu Chi's bamboo tube.

People walked over one after another, looking dryly here, but Feng Qingge was not in a hurry at all, and patted the pork casually. It's just that when she came down with the stick, the whole pork was trembling. She removed the burning stick, and she could clearly see the piece of pork just now, completely ground into powder.

"Little Bingzi, hurry up, one-third of the people over there are about to try it, you haven't done it yet, it's really worrying me!" Li Hai was dripping with sweat, watching that there was still no movement. Shui, the whole person is about to die of depression, how come the fire is so big on the opposite side, and it slows down when it arrives here.

After knocking on the meat, Feng Qingge took back the fire stick, mixed the pork with the cabbage at will, just like kneading persimmons, kneading the two together, she indifferently picked up the condiments on the display, casually. Add without weighing at all. After finishing, Feng Qingge washed his hands, grabbed a piece of dough, scooped the meat filling and stuffed it into the dough, and put it into the steamer with a casual squeeze.

Her speed began to speed up, but in the blink of an eye, she had already made hundreds of buns, put them in the steamer, and started to officially steam the buns.

"Feng's secret-made xiaolongbao is pre-sold in advance. You don't need nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-eight, and you don't need nine ninety-eight. As long as you have the red string in your hand, you can taste one for free." He supported his own with one hand. Waist, Feng Qingge stood on the edge of the chopping board, looking at the steamed buns that were about to be steamed in the first round, the corner of his mouth twitched upwards.

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The faces of the people around turned even darker. Chu Chi made seafood ramen, at least he could see what it looked like, but Feng Qingge was better, the steamed buns were still in the steamer, so people started shouting. Not only that, she did not lift the lid of the steamed buns, just placed them on the chopping board, and continued to take other steamers to steam the remaining buns.

"Come on, let's try one, it's not poisonous, it's guaranteed to be delicious." Li Hai almost knelt down. This is an opening remark, but even if it was him, when he saw two people competing, one of them would When making buns, he wouldn't come up to ask for buns to eat.

Anyway, you have to eat it first to be able to see it, and it looks delicious.

Seeing that the stick of incense on the opposite side turned into a half-pillar of incense, the steamed buns on Feng Qingge's side were about to be steamed, and the chopping board was full of steamers, but those who were watching the fun didn't watch Feng Qingge's side at all. , It seemed that they didn't have any hope for her, and they all walked towards Chu Chi one by one.

At least, at least one can eat something made by the people of Chaoyang Sect. Where can you not eat something made by such a small skirmisher?

"Big brother, your noodles are really fragrant. Can I take them back and let Grandpa eat some?" The little girl in tattered clothes, holding a small ceramic bowl, looked at Chu Chi dirtyly, the black as ink Her eyes looked at him, as if she had a cold, her nose was running down, and she wiped it off with her dirty clothes.

Goosebumps all over the body, Chu Chi's brows were wrinkled, and at the moment when the little girl took the chopsticks, the folding fan in her hand opened the little girl's hand with a "snap", and said coldly, "Where is this thing of mine? It's for a kid like you. If you want to eat, you can eat it across the street. You can't afford my food, get out of your way, and stay out of your way."

"I..." trembled slightly, the corners of the little girl's eyes were a little wet, her short clothes couldn't cover her body at all, and the exposed skin was blue and purple. The steamer placed on Feng Qingge's side quickly swallowed and hesitantly walked to Feng Qingge's side, wanting to stretch out her hand to pull Feng Qingge's clothes, but she was afraid of getting dirty, those eyes were wet , slapped, tears fell.

"Are you hungry?" Looking at the child who only reached her stomach, Feng Qingge smiled softly, and didn't dislike the child, she reached out and touched her little head, "Brother Hai, bring two buns here."