This kind of thing is actually a kind of pasta, a kind of Guanzhong pasta, the former Guanzhong is now Shaanxi, this is a very versatile pasta. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Whether it's fried, fried, stir-fried, stewed, or anything else, it tastes good.

This is the little wisdom of life of Guanzhong people who love to eat pasta.

"That's it, it should be delicious. Yuan Zhou chose the second dish of the quiz in the classroom, and the speed was much faster when he checked it later.

Because of the goal, when the viewing speed becomes faster, the remaining third will be seen quickly.

"Well, it's finally good, go to sleep. Yuan Zhou looked up, at one o'clock in the morning, raised his head, cleaned up the desktop, and went upstairs with a white paper that was tidyed up.

As for the reason why these blank sheets of paper are neat, it is very simple.

Originally, the three books prepared by Yuan Zhou had already been used up, and the back was the book provided by the diners spontaneously, all of which were white paper, which was the same, but the size was a little different.

As a severe patient with obsessive-compulsive disorder, Yuan Zhou did not hesitate to cut them all to the same size.

It's still a nice size, and when it's put together, it looks extraordinarily neat.

After putting the pile of paper into the bookcase, Yuan Zhou was satisfied and ready to wash and sleep.

When he untied his belt, Yuan Zhou couldn't help muttering, "It's good that I'm thin, this belt is really tight." ”

Although he slept late last night, Yuan Zhou still got up early as usual, and then washed up and went out for a run and exercise, which was already Yuan Zhou's fixed habit.

At this time, the old woman who was in good health had already gone around in front of Yuanzhou Gate and went home to steam steamed buns.

Of course, when Yuan Zhou ran to the door of his store, Yuan Zhou would take away the kennel in front of the door.

Yes, after the weather got colder, Yuan Zhou placed a dog kennel of the right size to keep warm at the door, which was of course prepared for dutiful noodle soup.

And Yuan Zhou will take it away when he runs by every morning, and there is already a tacit understanding between one person and one dog.

By the time Yuan Zhou was preparing the ingredients for breakfast in the kitchen, there were already many people standing outside the door of Yuan Zhou's shop, and there were more and more trends.

"Oh, I'm so excited, if Boss Yuan chooses my hometown food, then what should I do. A diner looked excitedly at the closed door of Yuanzhou Shop.

"Thinking too much, I think it must be mine. Another diner said disdainfully.

"Maybe it's the old man, I'll win the crown. The old man smiled kindly.

That's right, the old man got mixed up and voted.

Of course, Wuhai will definitely not be left behind.

"Not necessarily, after all, I was the first to vote. Wu Hai touched his mustache and said triumphantly.

"But what you vote for is what you like to eat, and it doesn't necessarily follow the rules. Ling Hong directly dismantled the stage.

"I think I have a good chance after all, after all, I know so much weird food. Manman said confidently.

You must know that Manman is a cake chef with his own shop, and it is easy to know some strange pastries.

At this time, all the diners were not convinced, and everyone argued with me every word, and they all felt that they would choose their own.

"Don't be impatient, and everyone will know when the boss opens the door. At this time, Zhou Jia came forward to reassure.

At this moment, the door opened in everyone's expectation.

"Please get your number first, and then get ready to dine. Zhou Jia immediately began to command.

But the people at the door of Yuanzhou's small shop have not yet dispersed, and they are all waiting to see if Yuanzhou will have new dishes this morning, and whether the new ones will be the hometown delicacy they wrote.

Five minutes can be as long as it takes, but in a moment, the top ten diners are already pouring into the small restaurant.

"Boss Yuan, what's breakfast today?" asked the diner anxiously as soon as he entered the door.

"Yes, yes, what is it?" another diner chimed in.

"Today breakfast served old eagle head, chicken soup old eagle head. Yuan Zhou stood in the kitchen and said calmly.

"What is this?" the ten people who came in were stunned.

"Sounds like a bird?" Wu Hai guessed when he heard the words.

"It is indeed a bird, a name for a crow. The old man said in one word.

"It's a pasta. Technician Cheng said.

"I see, but not what I provided. The ten sat down in almost unison.

I thought about it the same thing, I wanted to taste what this old eagle was, and I actually beat the food I offered.

"The old eagle head also has a name, everyone should know when they say it, it is a face mouse. Technician Cheng explained with a smile.

"Isn't that gnocchi?" the old man reacted at once.

"That's right. Technician Cheng nodded, then stopped talking and began to stare at Yuan Zhou.

On the other hand, Yuan Zhou has already begun to do it.

This old eagle head just needs to be freshly made to be delicious, but fortunately, this thing is really effortless, and it is easy and quick to make.

The difficulty is how to keep the temperature of the water unchanged, so that the noodles can be moderately soft and hard, and the gnocchi in a bowl can be the same done.

As soon as the water was poured into the flour, Yuan Zhou immediately began to stir, the speed was uniform and fast, as the stirred flour slowly condensed into gnocchi, another difficulty was how to keep them directly the same size, of course, the shape could not be the same.

Yuan Zhou's skillful technique is like that of the old master in the old village of Shaanxi, and his movements have their own rhythm, beautiful and fast.

Mixing noodles and boiling chicken soup, Yuanzhou is doing it at the same time, and making good noodles, the chicken soup over there has just been boiled.

Of course, the chicken soup has also been simmering in Yuan Zhou since last night, and it has not been boiled until now, because this chicken soup is different from others, clear as water, but restrained umami.

"Dong Dong Dong", a bowl of gnocchi of different shapes but similar sizes, all jumped happily into the chicken soup pot at once.

At this moment, only Yuan Zhou asked, and the wheat aroma of raw flour and the rich chicken soup collided, emitting a special fragrance.

The chicken broth kept rolling, and the dough tower in the pot turned from white to transparent white after a while, which is a sign that it is cooked.

"Your old owl head, please use it slowly. "The first bowl is naturally Kuaishou's Wuhai.

The second bowl is the old man who does not fall behind.

"It's been a long time since I've eaten this. The old man held the old owl's head with some emotion.

The bright soup in the brown bowl is white, and the crystal clear old eagle's head floats on the surface, which is cute like a white fat bun.

didn't hesitate, the old man picked up the chopsticks and started eating, yes, this old eagle's head is the best to eat with chopsticks.

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