I'm really just the village head

Liu Zefu did not stand by the stove to boil water.

It is not the noodles in the county seat, but directly remixes the noodles on one side, adds a few eggs to the noodles, and then keeps kneading them.

Finally a dough is formed.

Finally, the dough is pulled into very thin noodles.

"Brother Zefu, don't have to be so troublesome, just get gnocchi...what about you."

Liu Chunlai regretted seeing the fine sweat beading on Liu Zefu's forehead.

I would not come over if I knew it.

People have a lot of things, and they have to spend time making noodles for themselves.

He forgot that the noodles that should have been the last time during the banquet were cancelled by him.

In the hilly areas of eastern Sichuan, rice is grown in the fields in the valleys below the mountains; in the soil on the mountains, wheat is grown because of lack of water.

Here, there are not only southern specialties, but also various northern food cultures.

Therefore, at the banquet, there will be noodles in the middle and rice at the end.

This is also to save banquet costs.

After all, banquets will only be held for celebrations and celebrations. It is necessary to show the master's generosity, not only to eat well, but also to be full.

In an era when everyone is poor, it is normal not to see oil and meat for a month at home. At a banquet, meat is not necessarily enough, at least there is not less oil.This is also considered good.

It is not easy to feed people who do not have much fat in their stomachs.

Many people can eat three big bowls in one meal, or the one with a cap (a tip piled in the bowl, and the rim of the bowl rises high).

There is not so much rice alone, is it?

It's not like the north, where the staple food is all kinds of noodles, and rice is what everyone likes.

Eating noodles is also helpless.

Therefore, in the middle of the banquet, the part of the dishes is served with a circle of noodles for the people who attend the banquet. This will not only save costs, but also make everyone eat well and full.

It's because of poverty.

Liu Chunlai also heard this from Liu Zefu, so he waved his hand and canceled the noodles in the middle. The meat tube was difficult enough. It was not that Liu Chunlai was unwilling to pay such a cost. Ba Ye Liu paid for the banquet!

The old man didn't care about the cost, but he had to save some.

Four pigs have more than 500 catties of meat.

Even the water in his stomach, Liu Chunlai also asked to make dishes and serve them on the table.

A table of at least three catties of meat, as well as other bones and water, is decent enough in this era.

Thinking of this, watch Liu Zefu's actions again.

The noodles pulled by hand are about the same thickness as bean sprouts.

The pot is very large, and I don’t know who borrowed it from someone to cook pig food. The rim of the pot is two-foot-four in diameter, and half of it is filled with water.

In the countryside, no one would prepare a few cauldrons there.

An iron pot costs several dollars.

Usually, the bottom of the pot is burnt, and it is only brought to the store on the spot, and the blacksmith will use the molten pig iron directly to make up for it.

Change to a new pot?

That doesn't exist.

Therefore, for ordinary banquets, except for some plates that have to be professional, the other dishes are borrowed from various shops.

More than a dozen large iron pots and more than a dozen stoves, even if the old Liu's family used to have some large banquets, they were not enough.

Besides, there has not been such a big scene in more than ten years.

Fortunately, the pot was washed more vigorously, and even the edges were still glowing under the light.

There is a lot of water in the pot and it is not easy to open.

After the noodles were pulled, Liu Zefu took out a piece of pork head from the big shaunkei next to it.

The pork head even smoked.

"This is freshly marinated pork head. I will make you a bowl of marinated pork noodles." Liu Zefu smiled.

Asking about the aroma of braised pork, Liu Chunlai's saliva flowed down.

Liu Zefu's knives are very good, but at this time, the braised pork is cut big and thick.

"It's better to get less, just four pig heads, more than a hundred tables..." Liu Chunlai reminded Liu Zefu.

He didn't know how the meat of four pig heads could be cut out and put on nearly two hundred plates.

"Don't worry, this is enough. Didn't you still buy three yesterday."

Liu Chunlai wanted to say that it was not enough, and simply shut up.

The chef knows how many banquets are made.

If there is less and not enough, if there is more, there will be too much left, causing waste to the owner's house.

Asking again is to distrust the other person.

Liu Zefu's situation is quite unique, and his craftsmanship is indeed good, but the situation at home looks particularly unlucky, which makes him no one to ask him to take a seat in these years.

Soon, the water in the pot started to churn.

"Sophora japonica, help chop some green onion! Cut it finely." Liu Zefu turned and shouted at Xu Huaihua who was busy cutting vegetables not far away.

Xu Huaihua quickly put down the work in her hands, washed her hands in a bucket, and wiped her hands on the floral apron on her waist before reaching the chopping board next to her.

On the chopping board, there is a big shau-kei, which is full of green onions that have been arranged.

Liu Chunlai kept watching.

At the same time chatting with Liu Zefu.

To make ramen, you need to reconcile and ferment the noodles first, so that they can be pulled very long.

But when Liu Zefu made hand-pulled noodles, there was no fermentation process at all.

"Our climate here is not as good as in the north, and the time for wheat growth is not as long as in the north. The noodles made of flour here are not as strong as in the north... Adding eggs to the flour can make the noodles harder and taste stronger. Dao...As for the reason, I don't know. My father didn't tell me why..."

Liu Zefu explained while throwing noodles into the pot.

Liu Chunlai understood.

Just like a carpenter in the past, when he wanted to process a round table, he didn't know the principle or the calculation formula of the perimeter, but people knew the area, the diameter, how to cut the material, and how to process it.

This is what the master taught.

Why doesn't the master teach the principles?

The master didn't know it, nor did the master's master teach it. This was all accumulated through experience.

The noodles are cooked for a long time, and the noodles are constantly tumbling in a large pot of water.

This noodle is too hard to cook.

Other crafts are not so good, but Liu Chunlai still knows how to cook noodles.

Even dry noodles have not been cooked for so long.

Finally, wait until the pot starts.

Liu Zefu prepared several large bowls without any seasoning.

Only before that, the bok choy seedlings that have been cooked directly in the noodle pot are spread on the bottom of the bowl.

The cooked noodles are directly placed in a bowl, and then, the stewed meat is directly spread on the top of the noodles and sprinkled with scallions.

He took another bowl of soup from a tumbling pot next to it.

Then, I used a small spoon to pour a large spoonful of red oil into a bowl full of red oil on the chopping board.

Sprinkle with chopped green onions.

"Taste it."

Liu Zefu handed the prepared noodles to Liu Chunlai, Feng Songtao and Liu Qianshan.

The scent has long made Liu Chunlai swallowing saliva, and he was really hungry. He found a pair of chopsticks, mixed it in the bowl a few times, picked the noodles again with the chopsticks, waited for it to cool down, and took the mouth. .

The noodles are just like in the mouth, and various flavors stimulate the taste buds.

My stomach feels more hungry now.

The spiciness of red oil, the fragrance of shallots, and even an umami flavor, and even the stew flavor that combines the flavors of various aniseed ingredients, all exploded in the mouth.

Very layered.

However, Liu Chunlai couldn't tell the taste of it at all. After chewing indiscriminately, he swallowed his stomach.

As soon as he swallowed, the movement of his hands kept on.

He picked up the noodles and fed it to the mouth.

The same is true for Feng Songtao next to him. If you don't understand what is meant by wolfing down, just watch his movements at this moment and you can deeply understand it.

I will never forget it for a lifetime.

Liu Qianshan was even more unbearable, and even swallowed without chewing much.

Liu Zefu watched Liu Chunlai taking a big bite, the folds on his face were all packed together.

He didn't continue to wait, and got busy again.

After eating a bowl of noodles, not only did I feel full, but also a little supportive.

The various flavors in the delicious make Liu Chunlai want to have another bowl...

"Huh~"

Feng Songtao hasn't finished eating yet.

But there is not much left in the bowl.

Liu Qianshan's bowl had already bottomed out, and there was no bite of the soup left.

"Do you still want to eat? I'm gone..."

Feng Songtao was eating and drinking the soup in the bowl, but now he is eating vigorously.

Seeing Liu Chunlai and Liu Qianshan both looking at him, he was sweating in embarrassment.

Share it in your own bowl?

forget it.

"Eat early in the morning are so greasy, so spicy, and you don't only have spicy food..."

At exactly this moment, Yang Dingtian and his assistant Xu Li also came.

At noon, they will also cook some traditional Cantonese dishes.

This is what I said last night.

They didn't have much to cook, but there were so many Lao Liu's family members. Even if they didn't sleep for a few hours, they came down so early.

Jin Defu followed.

Liu Zefu just glanced at him without saying a word.

"Master Yang, how about let Grandpa Zefu cook a bowl of noodles, you try?" Liu Qianshan looked contemptuous.

This turtle son, probably has never tasted how delicious this noodle is.

"Okay, I'll try it." Yang Dingtian looked at Liu Zefu with provocative eyes.

Liu Zefu didn't say a word, but looked towards Liu Chun.

The captain didn't say anything.

"Okay, if that's the case, Brother Zefu will do something more. Many people haven't had breakfast. This noodles shouldn't be easy to muddy, right?" Liu Chunlai asked Liu Zefu.

After eating a large bowl of noodles, it is indeed much stronger than ordinary noodles.

But Liu Chunlai is not clear about the specifics.

Just know that one is delicious.

Describe in words?

Captain Liu, who has been in high school for seven years, is incapable. Even Mr. Liu, who has tasted countless delicacies before, can’t help it.

Just one tasty, not tasty.

Where do you usually study this aspect?

Soon, Liu Zefu made another one.

For spicy food, stewed pork is directly used as simmered seeds.

Not spicy?

Liu Zefu fished out a big bone directly from the soup pot and shaved some meat from it as a bashful.

"Taste..." Liu Zefu handed the bowl to Yang Dingtian on his own.

Jin Defu next to him had already started to gobble up.

Although I don't usually eat spicy food, I don't care about it now.

Yang Dingtian has been paying attention since Liu Zefu talked about it.

The noodles are not fermented.

The soup in the pot next to it was crystal clear without much frothy.

As a chef, I know what it is.

In the era when there was no chicken essence and MSG, top chefs cooked dishes, and the taste depended on this stuff.

Broth!

Without saying more, I took a bite.

As soon as the face entered, Yang Dingtian's eyes lit up...