2022 Rice noodles across the bridge

Yuan Zhou said directly,"it's a very interesting activity. I would like to take part in it. But you know when I open my restaurant. If I come, I might be a little late."

"It's fine if you come. In terms of time, we only start at eighto' clock. You're just in time." Sun Ming said excitedly.

After saying that, Sun Ming dawdled as if he had not finished his words.

"Is there anything else?" Yuan Zhou said.

"Didn't you make a cake House before? I think it's quite good. We're all friends on my birthday this time. Just any cake will do. " This was Sun Ming's real purpose for coming.

As he said that, he seemed to recall the sweet smell in The Cake House, and his saliva began to secrete automatically. It couldn't be helped that master chef Restaurant didn't sell it!

The act of asking for a cake on her birthday could be described with a song.

Nowadays, it wasn't a difficult thing to bring out all the ingredients. After Yuan Zhou confirmed that Sun Ming really didn't want any other gifts, he agreed.

Originally, Yuan Zhou had intended to use the wood from the second floor to sculpt a small trinket for Sun Ming as a form of wood work practice. But when he saw Sun Ming smiling like an idiot, he silently swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth.

After Yuan Zhou sent Sun Ming off, he went upstairs to wash up. When he came down, he didn't carry the sculpting tools out, but went to the kitchen.

"The method of making rice noodles I saw yesterday seems different from the current ones. I still have to try to find out the details." Yuan Zhou looked at the cabinet where the rice was placed and intended to find the suitable rice.

During the pub time yesterday, Yuan Zhou had suddenly discovered a method of making rice noodles that seemed to have been lost while studying the ancient books. He felt it was very interesting and intended to try it today.

In fact, the rice used to make rice noodles had to be paid special attention to. Generally, the starch content could not be too high or too low. It should be maintained at 20% to 25%. The viscosity could not be too high either. Only in this way could the rice noodles be made with tenacity and smoothness.

Yuan Zhou's Kitchen now not only had a lot of ingredients, but also a lot of types of rice. Some were suitable for cooking rice, some were suitable for making congee, some were suitable for fried rice, and some were suitable for making pastries. There were a myriad of them. If it wasn't for the system's Black technology, even ten kitcheries like this wouldn't be able to fit in.

"What kind of rice should I use?" Yuan Zhou felt that there were two kinds that were more suitable for him, but he was a little uncertain.

Normally, it was better to use non-rice grains to make rice noodles. Besides, Yuan Zhou had many varieties of rice here. However, Yuan Zhou also felt that the Jing rice was quite suitable.

"Let's do a little of the same and see how it goes. " After thinking for a while, Yuan Zhou decided to cook a little of each dish so that it would taste better.

"Li Li Li Li"

Yuan Zhou scooped out a little of the rice he had chosen and then soaked them in the utensils. Then, he began to prepare other things.

The first thing was to clean the small stone mill that was going to be used in the future. Although the system would clean the entire kitchen every day, Yuan Zhou was used to washing everything again before using anything.

The small graphite was only the size of two palms. It was indeed pocket-sized, but the things provided by the system were naturally not bad.

Naturally, Yuan Zhou did things in an orderly manner. He prepared everything he needed to prepare slowly, including the flour that would be used later.

When the preparations were almost done, he began to dry the rice patties and wait for them to be ground into powder.

One step at a time, Yuan Zhou was very careful and thoughtful in every step. First, he made a batch of rice noodles with the traditional method and then tried the method recorded in the ancient books. Actually, what made Yuan Zhou feel interesting was the method of making the rice noodles with bamboo strips after grinding the rice noodles into powder.

Nowadays, most people used machines to make the rice noodles. Even in ancient times, the rice noodles were also made by pressing the noodles. The method of splitting the rice noodles into bamboo strips mentioned in the book made Yuan Zhou feel that the possibility of success was not great. Therefore, he intended to give it a try.

Unexpectedly, the method in the book was indeed not bad. Although the rice noodles made were slightly wider than usual, they had a slight bamboo fragrance. Moreover, they were very tough and had a slight feeling of being slightly pricked. They were also chewy.

"This method seems pretty good." While Yuan Zhou dried the rice noodles, he recalled the cooking method to see if there was anything worth improving.

The next morning, the rice noodles prepared by Yuan Zhou yesterday came in handy. For breakfast, Yuan Zhou prepared the cross bridge rice noodles.

The ingredients required for the cross bridge rice noodles were quite a lot. This was also one of the few dishes in Yuan Zhou's restaurant that required the customers to cook by themselves.

In addition to a large blue and white bowl that was steaming hot, there were many small plates that were stacked on top of each other. There was a thin piece of orchid, a few pieces of snow-white tender chicken, some crispy leeks, and some yellow quail eggs.

Speaking of the quail eggs, Yuan Zhou recalled the conversation he had with the system.

When Yuan Zhou was preparing the cross bridge rice noodles for breakfast, he took out the quail eggs specially prepared by the system and immediately found the difference.

An ordinary quail egg would be covered with brown spots. Normally, white and brown would be half of the color. However, the quail egg provided by the system was almost brown. Occasionally, there would be a few white spots. It seemed that the brown was the base and the White was the decoration. It was the complete opposite of the ordinary quail eggs.

"System, why do I feel something different about this quail egg?" Yuan Zhou asked casually.

"These are the first batch of eggs of the three year old quails that the system has been carefully raising. They only lay once in a batch, so they have extremely high nutritional value. Moreover, when these quails are fed, other than a little bit of feed, they are also fed with ten-year ginseng as snacks, Angelica, Angelica dahurica, and Angelica dahurica as supplementary ingredients. Therefore, these quails 'eggs have the effect of beautifying the skin and nourishing the body." A long string of words appeared in the system.

Quails don't know how to replenish their health? Yuan Zhou was puzzled.

"And to keep warm, quails are always raised at 35 degrees East, North ..."

"Okay, I know. Today is another day where people are worse than quails. I'm used to it. There's no need to explain." Yuan Zhou interrupted her hurriedly.

The quail eggs indeed lived up to the system's careful care. When they were cracked, there was a very light fragrance of medicinal herbs. The egg yolk was especially yellow, almost the same as golden yellow. The egg white also had a slight light green color, looking very beautiful.

"This is too fragrant. It's even more fragrant than what I had in Yunnan." Little ding was an authentic Yunnan girl, but this was the first time she had eaten cross bridge rice noodles at master chef Restaurant.

As soon as it was served, she couldn't help but take a deep breath. Her nose was filled with the fragrance, and it really made her drool.

He couldn't care about anything else. Just like the others, he first put the harder to cook chicken, bacon, and other ingredients into the boiling big bowl. Then, he added other kinds of ingredients and finally poured the rice noodles that had already been washed.

"It smells so good." Ding couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

"Awoo!"

He picked it up and took a bite. An extremely light bitter taste, along with the delicate fragrance of the egg, and the fine and smooth texture spread in his mouth. After chewing it, a trace of sweetness gushed out from the inside. The taste was excellent.

He was quite lucky to be able to eat a quail egg on his first bite.

"It's so delicious. " Ding shook his head as he ate.

Of course, there were many people who did the same thing as her. As long as they were eating in master chef Restaurant, it was different from their usual meals. It was as if they were eating at home, and they were very casual.

"The quail eggs are really good. I can prepare some for Xiao Ya and let her eat a little every morning to maintain her beauty." Yuan Zhou thought of the taste of the 30 quail eggs that he had eaten before.

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[Ps: I want to eat cross bridge rice noodles ...] AI.