Chapter 798 Turn Over

"I don't think Boss Yuan can make steamed cold noodles." Fang Heng said with determination.

This sentence once again attracted the attention of the diners. You must know that Fang Heng was very serious when he spoke, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and his face was very sure.

"Don't believe in Boss Yuan's cooking skills? It's your first day here to eat at Yuanzhou's restaurant?" Jiang Changxi asked two questions in a row.

"Are you stupid?" Chen Wei also looked disgusted.

"When has Boss Yuan ever failed in cooking?"

Even the director Dahai on the side couldn't help but turn his head to look at Fang Heng, wondering in his heart, "Even though they, who have never been here, know how good Yuan Zhou's cooking is and have no doubts about whether it will be successful, how can these diners still do it?" Are you suspicious?"

With such doubts and sensitivity to the matter, Dahai gestured to Qiu Qiu and asked him to focus the camera on Fang Heng.

Being noticed by so many people, and the key to being targeted by the camera, Fang Heng was a little nervous, but still said seriously: "No, Boss Yuan's craftsmanship is naturally amazing, but I am from Guangyuan, and I have never tasted what can be made from other places. Guangyuan local flavor cold noodles.”

Perhaps because of nervousness, the order of speech is strange, but the tone of voice is serious and does not seem to be fake. Some people really doubt that there is really something difficult about the steamed cold noodles and whether it can be completed? Director Dahai thought to himself.

The person taking the photo was confused, but the other drinkers still supported Boss Yuan. Chen Wei had an expression that said no matter what you say, you will be the one making the stick.

Jiang Changxi said directly: "But that's someone else, not Boss Yuan." Her words were straightforward, but as it should be.

"No, no, no, I don't doubt Boss Yuan's craftsmanship at all. Maybe I didn't make it clear. I meant Nangan and Beizhi. I heard that it can't be made in other places because of water quality and other soil conditions. "Fang Heng shook his head and explained seriously.

As he said this, everyone understood.

Fang Heng also added: "Unless Boss Yuan picks up a load of water from Guangyuan and other materials."

"What's so difficult about this? I don't think it's a big deal. You know, Boss Yuan's ingredients are available from all over the world." Jiang Changxi sneered and said.

"But, I heard that the water can't be kept for a long time. The longer it is, the less it will taste. I'm not saying that, it's true. Although I don't know the specific scientific basis, I remember that the rice needs to be soaked for a day." After all, Fang Heng is a winemaker and knows a lot about water.

For example, winemaking is very particular about water. The famous Cangjiu wine needs water from Nanchuan Louqian to brew it. The other types of wine require different water.

When Fang Heng thought about it, cooking was probably like this.

"I think you are overthinking it. Think carefully about the black rice last time. We don't have that thing here yet, but boss Yuan still made it." Jiang Changxi said.

Jiang Changxi was talking about one of the grasses needed for Mi Bai last time. This grass obviously does not grow in Chengdu, and the grass needs to be fresh, but Yuanzhou made it.

"No, this person often finds weird things to embarrass Boss Yuan, but he never succeeds." Chen Wei immediately echoed.

"It's different. You'll know it just by looking at it." Fang Heng was really not proficient in cooking. He didn't know what to say, but he still didn't believe it.

Just like now, there are restaurants in Chengdu that transport water from Guangyuan to make steamed cold noodles. The taste is better, but there is still a gap between the authentic Guangyuan noodles, and Fang Heng is sure of this.

Of course, there may be other reasons for the different taste, but Fang Heng doesn't cook, he's just a diner, so he can't tell a reason.

Anyway, the difficulty is 100%.

On the other hand, the director on the side saw a few people saying the same thing.

He immediately turned the camera back to Yuan Zhou.

"Go back." Dahai commanded the assistant director.

Now, everyone watched as Yuan Zhou began to make steamed cold noodles.

Speaking of this steamed cold noodles, it is actually a very simple snack. You just steam the ground rice paste in a pot, then cut it into shreds and serve it cold.

But this cold noodle can be eaten hot or cold. If it is hot, cut it wide and if it is cold, cut it into shreds. It is suitable for eating all year round. The weather is still a little cold now, so Yuanzhou naturally prepares to eat it hot.

The snacks in Sichuan Province are actually spicy, peppery, and fish-flavored, and what Yuanzhou is making today is steamed cold noodles with a spicy taste.

Therefore, while steaming the cold noodles, Yuanzhou began to make spicy oil to pour on top of the cold noodles.

"Sa" Yuanzhou threw a handful of dried chili peppers directly into an oil-free and water-free wok and started roasting them over low heat.

Because the chili peppers are delicate and need to be stir-fried constantly, the only sounds in the store were the chili peppers getting crispier and crispier and the sound of the pot making "swishing".

Of course, there are bursts of spicy fragrance that come out.

"It smells so good, so spicy." The people on the side couldn't help but thought to themselves.

But the spicy taste is not offensive to the nose at all. Instead, it makes people drool a little.

"I want to have a glass of wine just because of this taste. It must taste good." Chen Wei, who was always thinking about drinking, couldn't help but say.

"It's a pity that you only have one cup left." Jiang Changxi said cruelly.

"Haha." Chen Wei said that he had no friends and didn't want to deal with anyone.

Fang Heng, who is from Guangyuan, said nothing. Steamed cold noodles and porridge are a perfect match.

"Boss Yuan is really weird. I didn't see the range hood. The smell of the chili pepper is not choking, but it is very fragrant." Dahai, who wanted to cover his nose, put down the mask on his hand and was curious.

Yuanzhou, on the other hand, ignored what these people thought and did his own thing seriously.

The "Sa Sa" peppers were turned over a few times again. After almost every pepper was translucent and slightly yellow, Yuan Zhou poured them out.

Yuanzhou did not immediately grind the chili peppers, but began to take down the steaming baskets layer by layer.

Yes, just before Yuan Zhou fried the peppers, he had already put the ground rice milk on the basket. After frying the peppers, he pulled down the basket. It seemed that the time was just right.

Naturally, the whole piece of rice skin needs to be cut, and it needs to be allowed to cool before cutting, so Yuanzhou starts to turn each rice skin over to prevent one side of the rice skin from becoming hard and causing uneven texture on both sides.

A thin layer of rice skin is spread in the square cage, crystal clear and translucent, because you can completely see a piece of slightly yellow oil paper of a different material underneath the rice skin.

"How can you turn it over when it's so thin?" Dahai said in his heart.

Just when director Dahai and others were thinking this, Yuan Zhou had already picked up a pair of brown chopsticks, and without seeing any movement, he lifted his wrist slightly, and the thin and sticky rice noodle was turned over obediently. , lay down in the cage again.

Looking at it, it seemed as if it hadn't been turned over at all. The main reason was that Yuan Zhou turned it over so lightly and quickly that for a moment it made people think that the movement of the rice just now was an illusion.

No difficulty at all.

"Is this the end?" Is it difficult to agree?

"Damn it, isn't that thing sticky? Did it turn over so quickly?" Aken, the sound engineer on the side, couldn't help but look at Yuan Zhou with wide eyes.

You must know that when I was making ramen in the previous time, I watched people pull the noodles bit by bit until they were so thin, but now it is like magic, and it is ready in the blink of an eye.

Even turning over a piece of white paper is not so easy. After all, the rice cake is still very good. It just lay in the imprint of the rice cake in front of it, and it fits perfectly.

Yuan Zhou’s cool moves.

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ps: This cat is already going to become a Taoist Immortal, and there will be an update on how to become an Immortal ~