Chapter 1604 Do You Want to Express Your Feelings?

The fried dough sticks made a crisp cracking sound and broke into two sections in Huang Fei's hand. The white dough was exposed at the break, and the fried dough sticks gave off the burnt aroma.

"It's oily but not greasy, and it still has the aroma of flour. It should be freshly ground wheat this morning." Huang Fei thought to himself.

Because it was opened with both hands, Huang Fei naturally put down half of the fried dough stick in his left hand, and then stared at his hand with burning eyes.

Sure enough, my hands were as dry as before, with no oil stains.

"This is simply impossible." Huang Feiyu pinched the fried dough sticks on his hands in disbelief, which made his hands covered with a layer of oil.

Huang Fei was completely stunned at this time. To be honest, if he hadn't pinched it and found that his hands were still shiny, Huang Fei couldn't help but suspect that the fried dough sticks were not deep-fried.

For a moment, Huang Fei was thinking whether the fried dough sticks could be steamed.

"How?" Wang Qiang said beside him.

"I actually know that theoretically it is possible to avoid getting oily." Huang Fei said blankly.

"Theoretically? Theoretically, my cooking skills should be better than Chef Yuan's. After all, I've been studying cooking longer than him, and I've been taught by famous teachers, right?" Wang Qiang said angrily.

After a person becomes famous, his experience will be revealed. This is called celebrity experience. Now almost everyone in the chef circle knows that Yuan Zhou is a model of self-taught talent.

"Yeah, this is just theory, so you can't compete with Chef Yuan, and we can't do such a thing." Huang Fei sighed.

"..." This was a bit heartbreaking, but Wang Qiang had no way to refute it.

Wang Qiang said that he still had breakfast seriously and did not want to talk to Huang Fei.

The blow was only temporary, Huang Fei's recovery ability was still very strong, or in other words, the fragrance of the fried dough sticks in front of him was still very attractive.

No, Huang Fei quickly cheered up, picked up the fried dough sticks and started eating.

"Chachacha" Huang Fei took several bites in succession.

Soon half of the fried dough stick was gone. When half of the fried dough stick was left, Huang Fei came back to his senses and started to eat it carefully.

This time he had a chance to dip into soy milk.

Huang Fei dipped one end of the fried dough sticks directly into the silicone bowl. The snow-white soy milk and golden fried dough sticks had a strong visual impact. Huang Fei picked it up and took a bite after just a little dip.

The outer layer of the fried dough sticks soaked in soy milk becomes soft and does not feel crunchy when you bite it. Instead, it becomes soft and has a strong bean aroma. When chewing, the inner layer of the fried dough sticks exudes a strong wheat aroma. .

The outer layer of the soft and waxy fried dough sticks has a burnt aroma of deep-fried oil beads, while the inner layer has a tough texture and a strong aroma of wheat.

It can be said that it tastes just as delicious when dipped in soy milk as it does without, but the taste is completely different.

"Well, both are delicious." Huang Fei squinted his eyes and dipped his mouth into the fried dough sticks again with satisfaction and continued eating.

After dipping half a tube of soy milk, the soy milk in the silicone bowl was also bottomed out. Huang Fei came back to his senses and couldn't help but said: "This soy milk is too little."

"I think so too." Wang Qiang couldn't help but interject again.

"How about we change?" Huang Fei looked at the soy milk in Wang Qiang's bowl and pushed his silicone portable bowl towards him.

"Pour it for me first." Wang Qiang said.

"Forget it." Huang Fei refused.

"Boy, you're still too young." Wang Qiang saw that there was something unclear about Huang Fei's vigilant look. He snorted in his heart and turned around to continue eating his soy milk and fried dough sticks.

A bowl of soy milk and two fried dough sticks, this breakfast is enough for four people, even if they only have supplies, they can finish it quickly.

After eating, the four of them stood up and left their chairs, and then bowed to Yuan Zhou when Yuan Zhou turned around and put down the food.

This bow is directly 90 degrees, which can be said to be very respectful.

Watching the four people leave, the diners in the store were not surprised and didn't even look back.

Not to mention that this was either the first person to bow to Yuan Zhou after eating, or the violin maker who bowed at the door every time after eating. They all passed by without looking away.

After all, eating at Yuanzhou's small shop means you have seen everything.

But Yuanzhou nodded to acknowledge the bows from the four people.

Then he continued back to the kitchen.

As soon as the four of them went out and moved to the corridor next to them, Hao Cheng was the first to speak: "Have you taken notes?"

As soon as these words came out, the remaining three people were stunned for a moment, and then felt ashamed. They lowered their heads and whispered: "None of them."

"It's okay. I had anticipated this situation the first time, so I didn't do it at noon." Hao Cheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said with a relaxed face.

"I will definitely remember to take notes at noon." Huang Fei said with a fist.

"Yes, I will definitely remember it at noon." Liu Li touched his belly and said seriously.

"I also remembered, take a bite first and then take notes." Wang Qiang said.

"That's good. After all, we are here to learn cooking skills, so don't sacrifice the good for the weak." Hao Cheng said.

"By the way, the fried dough sticks made by Chef Yuan this time are so oily that they don't stick to your hands. I have new ideas about this and want to prove it." Huang Fei suddenly said.

"Okay, let's go together." Hao Cheng nodded.

"Ahem!" Just when the four of them were planning to prove the fried food, a cough interrupted the four of them.

The four of them all looked up. Technician Cheng, wearing a short-sleeved shirt and trousers, with short hair, stood three steps away and looked at the four of them.

The four of them were instantly embarrassed because they knew Technician Cheng. Although they had visited Yuan Zhou before coming here, they were really not embarrassed to meet Technician Cheng.

They came here to steal the skills of other masters. Although Yuanzhou was generous and very confident, as a disciple, he couldn't tell.

Anyway, if they were to compare their feelings, they should know that if they met someone who secretly imitated their master's skills, they would be beaten lightly, and they would naturally not look good. Therefore, Hao Cheng and the four of them were naturally very embarrassed.

"Hey, Chef Hao, why didn't you come and sit at my place when you came?" Technician Cheng said.

"It's not because we're afraid of disturbing you. We know that Technician Cheng is very busy helping Chef Yuan handle things, so we didn't bother you." Hao Cheng said tactfully.

"That's true. My master doesn't have many things to do, but everything is important. You really can't be careless." Technician Cheng nodded.

"Yes, yes, that's why we didn't bother Technician Cheng." Liu Li touched his big belly, which was similar to Technician Cheng's, and nodded with a smile.

"I'm not important, but the master doesn't like people to disturb him in improving his cooking skills." Technician Cheng said seriously as he looked at the four of them.

"Of course, we will definitely not disturb Chef Yuan." Huang Fei responded.

"That's fine, but are you just going to watch my master cook with nothing?" Technician Cheng said something he had planned for a long time.

Yes, although Technician Cheng said everything was fine last night, he was still worried about them messing around, so he came over to watch this morning.

But seeing that the four of them were still very polite, they didn't say hello. Just seeing the four of them bowing when they left reminded me of another thing.

That is, when Technician Cheng handed in his homework these two times, he found Yuan Zhou flipping through ancient books. As an apprentice, he naturally gave out the recipes he had collected immediately.

But who can have too many recipes, so there is this sentence. If the master is inconvenient to say it, he, the only apprentice, must say it.

The four of them choked at Technician Cheng's words first, and then they came to their senses.

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