Cooking that does not shine is not good cooking

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The crisper rind, the delicious gravy, and the cheese that is separated from the meat but brings a strong flavor. These three are distinct, but they are wrapped and integrated by the funeral meat of the burger itself, and finally turned into a perfect and harmonious whole.

"Delicious! Very delicious! Even more delicious than the dish I ate 40 years ago!"

After Grandpa Matsuoka swallowed the food in his mouth, he gave Xie Yunfei a thumbs up.

Chapter 482

Seeing Grandpa Matsuoka's appearance, Grandma Matsuoka couldn't bear it either.

She picked up a small piece of hamburger with chopsticks and sent it to the entrance, then she followed in the footsteps of Grandpa Matsuoka.

Grandpa Matsuoka fixed his eyes on Grandma Matsuoka, or the small piece of hamburger in front of him.

Damn, I really want to eat too.

Perhaps his grievances were passed on to Grandma Matsuoka in some unknown way, or perhaps the heart between the two was alive and well. Grandma Matsuoka covered her face and raised her head contentedly, just to see Matsuoka. There was a fleeting look of envy on Grandpa's face.

"Huhuhu~"

Grandma Matsuoka smiled, smiling like a little fox.

"Honey, do you want to have another bite?"

"Yes, boss!"

In front of cooking and his wife, Grandpa Matsuoka completely lost his dignity...Well, at home, he doesn't have such a thing.

The grandfather Matsuoka and grandma Matsuoka, who went into the dog food drying mode without taking care of it, and still happily, Xie Yunfei returned to the counter and took the last dish, which is the ingredients needed for ramen, from the storage room. take out.

Xie Yunfei did not complain about the fact that he could no longer use luminous cooking to improve his cooking skills.He had guessed that there would be such a day a long time ago, but he didn't expect it to come so fast and so suddenly.

Shaking his head, temporarily putting aside the distracting thoughts that had arisen in his heart, Xie Yunfei stretched out his hand and took out the dough that had been prepared long ago from the plastic wrap.

After kneading into strips, use a tablet knife to cut into a similar size agent, use the palm of your palm to round it, and then pinch the ends with both hands and gently pull it toward the left and right.

In the blink of an eye, three finger-thick noodles appeared in front of someone who knew Yunfei.

The hands keep moving, just like making a copy of the dragon's beard cake during the dessert contest.

Pinch the palm of the left hand with the two ends together, and move the index and middle fingers of the right hand together and descend along the gap in the middle of the noodles.After groping to the fold, both hands were vigorously at the same time, pulling to the sides again.

The noodles became thinner again, turning into a diameter less than two fingers.

Keep repeating.

The two ends are united, the right hand is lowered, and at the same time, stretch it to both sides.

Xie Yunfei's movements are simple and straightforward, but if you observe carefully, you will find that as the number of stretches increases, the movements of his hands standing behind the counter have been very different from the initial movements.

It is no longer simply using brute force to stretch outwards, but using the noodles as a spring. After the stretch reaches the extreme, the wrist slightly bends to remove the rebound force generated when the noodles are recycled.

Once, twice, three times...

Unlike Feifei, who has a family heritage, Xie Yunfei only stretched the noodles ten times, that is, ten buckles.

The total number of noodles reached 1024. During this period, none of the noodles broke, and even the parts pinched by Xie Yunfei's left hand became noodles of the same thickness as the other parts under Xie Yunfei's careful and careful handling.

Put the drawn noodles into boiling water, pour the surface of the boiling water into the oil mixed with chicken oil and soybean oil in a golden ratio.

Stir gently with silver chopsticks to prevent adhesion.

At the same time, the free hand took two spoonfuls of soup jelly that had not been used up for making hamburgers, and put them in another casserole filled with white paper on the wall to melt it.

Xie Yunfei's movements are very fast. After more than two consecutive weeks of opening the store, he has long been used to distraction and two tasks, completing two or more tasks in the same period of time.

Secretly calculating time in mind.

"It's now."

With such a whisper in his mouth, he took a colander with his right hand, took the noodles out of the pot, drained the noodles, and poured them carefully into a large bowl on the side.

On the other end, his left hand was not too hot, but he picked up the casserole through a white cloth, tilted his wrist slightly, and poured the soup on the noodles through a colander.

The noodles are white and round, and the soup is clear and visible.

If you don't know, seeing this scene, you think that Xie Yunfei is just making ordinary Yangchun noodles.

But then, Xie Yunfei used silver chopsticks to put two slices of barbecued pork, half a sweet egg, some shredded green onions, and fish rolls on the noodle soup.

"Two, this is the last dish-ramen."

Xie Yunfei didn't give a loud name to the one on the dining table.Unlike the previous large-scale improvement of burger meat using a lot of fantasy ingredients, the ramen in front of me is just a ramen. Except for the broth that was slowly boiled for three days before and after, this bowl of noodles is essentially It's just a fine dish.

but……

Whether it was Grandpa Matsuoka or Grandma Matsuoka, there was a hint of memory subconsciously on their faces as they watched the lightly golden ramen on the surface.

"Christmas Eve is here."

"Well, it's really here."

The two talked softly, looking at each other, they had long forgotten where they were, and even time seemed to have turned back.

Xie Yunfei did not continue to stand in place, he returned to the counter, leaving the rest of the time to Grandpa Matsuoka and Grandma Matsuoka who were looking back on the past.

I don't know if it was Xie Yunfei's illusion. Beside the two of them, in the dim, he actually saw a pair of young men and women.

The men and women looked at each other like Grandpa Matsuoka and Grandma Matsuoka.

"This year is almost over."

"Yes."

"Speaking of which, I haven't given you a Christmas present yet."

"I also have one thing I have always wanted to tell you."

The men and women murmured softly with voices that only they could hear. The two people immersed in their own world did not even notice that he and she sitting opposite were also whispering.

"That one……"

"That one……"

"Anyway, let's talk first." The young man stretched out his hand and said after hesitating for a moment.

The woman froze for a moment, her expression gradually softened.