1080 Ruin your reputation

The remaining heat of the noodles was taken away by the cooling oil. Now, the cold noodles had completely cooled down. Yuan Zhou's final preparation work was only left with the other side dish, shredded cucumber.

However, the cucumber strips needed to be fresher than the chicken strips. Therefore, Yuan Zhou started to prepare the chicken strips first.

Shredded chicken. Some people would use chicken legs to make the chicken meat tight and elastic, but the standard cooking method of shredded chicken cold noodles was to use chicken breast.

However, the chicken breast was the most difficult piece of meat to make. The meat would immediately become hard when the fire was too old. If the fire was not good enough, it would be raw and there would be blood stains.

It wouldn't grow or age, and the meat had to be tender and could be torn into strips by hand. Yuan Zhou spent quite a bit of effort to prepare the answer.

Moreover, when he first got the cooking method of the shredded chicken cold noodles, Yuan Zhou had even failed on purpose in order to gain more experience.

After all, the experience of the Masters of the past was a precious treasure, but it was better to be aware of his own failure.

The chicken shreds were cooked and torn into strips. The White jade-like meat was about a finger long, and the thickness was even. Because the sides were torn by hands, there were still some strands of hair.

With a sound of "Hua la," Yuan Zhou turned on the tap again and began to wash the cucumber.

Naturally, these cucumbers were directly picked when the cabinet was opened, and there was even this green juice at the cut.

On the top of each cucumber, there was a small yellow flower. The small thorns on the body told Yuan Zhou that they were still fresh.

The green cucumber was washed away by the clear water, and the bristles on it were washed away along with the water flow. After washing it, Yuan Zhou placed it in the big white porcelain basin at the side and let the water drip.

Yuan Zhou, who had an obsessive-compulsive disorder, carefully arranged the head and tail of the cucumber neatly. The head and tail of the chopstick-long cucumber were placed side by side with him.

Yuan Zhou had just turned off the water when two voices suddenly sounded,""Morning, boss Yuan." "Good Morning, master Yuan."

Zhou Jia and master Cheng had arrived and were standing at the door.

"Morning." Yuan Zhou nodded his head.

After greeting Yuan Zhou, master Cheng looked at Yuan Zhou worriedly as usual. Then, he picked up the cloth and started to wipe with all his might.

At the other side, Zhou Jia carried the warm water placed at the side and started to wash the cloth.

This was naturally prepared by Yuan Zhou. The basin was filled with warm water all year round. It had been like this since mu Xiaoyun started working here.

Zhou Jia and master Cheng didn't say anything. On their way here, they had heard that there was a thief here. However, as the morning was too short, they didn't dare to disturb Yuan Zhou. Therefore, they didn't ask and just did their own things seriously.

Soon, a long line was formed outside the restaurant. The first one was naturally Wu Hai, followed by Yin ya. Yin ya came very early today and was seated in the second position.

"The first twelve, please come in for your meal." Following Zhou Jia's voice, the quiet restaurant suddenly became boisterous.

"For breakfast, chicken noodle soup." Yuan Zhou said while standing in the middle of the kitchen.

"That's great. I've been craving for a bowl of cold noodles in the morning. I want one." The first one to order was none other than Zhao Yingjun.

"Give me a bowl of cold noodles," Yin ya pursed her pale red lips and said gently.

"Alright," he said. Yuan Zhou answered and then turned the head and started to mix the noodles.

The cold noodles were poured into a big white porcelain bowl. Due to the elasticity of the noodles, one could even vaguely see the noodles bounce a little. Then, Yuan Zhou spread the ingredients into the bowl one by one.

The soft-looking green bean sprouts that had been boiled, the Jade-white shredded chicken, and the freshly cut tender green shredded cucumber. Finally, Yuan Zhou poured a spoonful of bright red oil on these ingredients.

The White bowl, the Golden noodles, the green shredded cucumber, the translucent green bean sprouts, the Jade white shredded chicken, and the bright red oil created a strong color.

"Shua shua." Yuan Zhou shook the porcelain bowl with one hand and stirred the noodles with the wooden chopsticks in the other hand. In a short while, the cold noodles were mixed well.

In the end, Yuan Zhou dripped some fragrant vinegar into the cold noodles, which immediately brought out all the flavor of the cold noodles. It was fragrant, spicy, and appetizing.

"Your cold noodles, please enjoy." Yuan Zhou carried a white porcelain plate facing the mountain-like cold noodles and directly put it in front of Yin ya.

"Yes, thank you." Yin ya raised her head and thanked him.

"You're welcome," After saying that, Yuan Zhou turned around and left, continuing to mix the noodles.

"It looks really good." Yin ya revealed a smile and then lowered her head to look at the cold noodles.

Although these words weren't directed at the cold noodles, the fact was that the cold noodles were really good looking.

"I ate cold noodles for breakfast. Looks like I'll have to eat something else to fill my stomach later." Yin ya smelled the appetizing cold noodles and muttered helplessly.

"Forget it. Let's eat the noodles first." Yin ya picked up a stalk of cold noodles with her right hand and fed it to her mouth carefully.

The yellow outer layer of the cold noodles was now wrapped in a light red color. When he stuffed it into his mouth, the first thing he tasted was an extremely spicy taste that exploded on his tongue. Before he could recover, a fragrant sourness spread in his mouth, suppressing the pungent taste.

"Hiss." Yin ya woke up early in the morning with a sleepy spirit. At this time, the spicy, sour and fragrant taste directly rushed into her throat.

Yin ya started to chew unconsciously. The noodles were chewy and chewy. From time to time, the sound of green bean sprouts being bitten off could be heard in her mouth.

And every time he bit off a bean sprout, the fragrance of vegetables would mix into his mouth and stimulate his taste buds.

"I feel much more energetic." Yin ya chewed a mouthful of the noodles carefully and then said with satisfaction.

Then, Yin ya added another pair of chopsticks. This time, she also fed the shredded chicken and the shredded cucumber into her mouth together with the noodles.

Yuan Zhou's cucumber was cut very well. He didn't like to cut the cucumber shreds with tools, so he had to cut them himself.

The two ends of each cucumber were green, and the middle was white with a hint of green. It was the best combination for cold noodles.

When chewed together with the cold noodles, it had the crispness and tenderness of the cucumber, the chewy texture of the cold noodles, and the meaty fragrance of the shredded chicken.

Although the shredded chicken was shredded, it didn't stick to the teeth. It was broken with a slight bite and had the natural tenderness of chicken meat. When chewed carefully, the gravy would jump out, adding more layers of taste to the plain cold noodles.

At the beginning of the meal, Yin ya paid attention to her image. After all, she was wearing light make-up and a light red lipstick. The cold noodles could easily get on her mouth if she didn't pay attention.

Therefore, at the beginning of the first mouthful, Yin ya's movements were graceful. She carefully rolled the cold noodles and then stuffed it into her mouth. But after that, she completely ignored the lipstick on her mouth and her image.

One mouthful after another, Yin ya was eating very attentively and seriously. Her light red lips had turned red because of the bright chili oil, which made her look more beautiful.

"It's delicious, but it's still too little. " Yin ya looked at the empty plate resentfully and then at Yuan Zhou with a sad expression.

However, Yuan Zhou just stood straight in the kitchen and didn't move at all. He just stepped back slightly without leaving any trace.

"No, I have to drive him away to work." Yin ya used her strong self-control to stop herself from licking the plate like Wu Hai at the side.

That's right. This time, there was still a layer of faint red oil on the bottom of the plate after he finished eating the cold noodles. Wu Hai was licking the plate attentively.

Of course, before licking the plate, Wu Hai said,"I want others to know that it's because you, Yuan Zhou, have eaten too little. As a result, I'm not full. That's why I'm licking the plate."

Wu Hai licked the plate very seriously with a manner of ruining Yuan Zhou's reputation as a chef, as if this could cover the fact that he was craving for food.

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