Xu Zhuo was a little puzzled, this step is right.

And it tastes absolutely good, why isn't it that?

"I think it's good. ”

Chen Guifang tasted it again.

"The one you make is more like a dry-mixed dandan noodle, spicy and refreshing, except for Yibin people who like to eat it. ”

Xu Zhuo was a little puzzled, what does this mean?

Come and play a pantomime with me early in the morning?

Chen Guifang said patiently: "The real Yibin noodles are very numb, and there are peppercorns and peppercorns in the seasoning. ”

"And your spiciness, it's not enough, the real Yibin burning noodles, after eating, your mouth is so spicy that it can swell. ”

"That's it, you get busy first, I'll take you to that Sichuan restaurant to try it later, and you'll know where the gap is when you eat it." ”

Xu Zhuo hurriedly finished eating the noodles in the bowl, he really thought that this noodles were delicious, and he didn't understand what was the difference between the authentic Yibin Ran Noodles.

When he went to wash the dishes, Xu Zhuo asked Chen Guifang curiously.

"Do you know the owner of the Sichuan restaurant?"

Chen Guifang has already started to have fun at this time.

"The boss was an apprentice of the old man in the early years, and after studying for two or three years, he traveled to Sichuan, where he was a chef for more than 20 years, and was a famous master of Sichuan cuisine. Now I have come back and opened this Sichuan-style restaurant, specializing in private dishes. ”

"Smash, if you want to achieve something in the cooking industry, you can't just work behind closed doors, but you also have to try other people's craftsmanship, and only know what is lacking through comparison. ”

"When you were in school, in order to let your dad improve his cooking skills, we traveled all over the country, and when I came back, your dad's cooking skills have obviously improved a lot......"

When she was happily speaking, Xu Zhuo interjected coldly.

"You two are traveling while I'm not at home, right?"

Chen Guifang coughed dryly twice.

The smile grew awkward.

"Smash, don't think about it, we mainly go out to collect wind, and bring you for fear of affecting your study......"

Cut!

I believe you're a ghost!

Xu Zhuo began to make noodles, and Chen Guifang turned out the leftover sheep's trotters from yesterday and ate them by herself.

After making good noodles and marinating sheep's trotters, Xu Zhuo asked Jianguo to guard the store.

He got into Chen Guifang's car and went straight to the new district.

Before he came, Xu Zhuo thought that the Sichuan Flavor Restaurant was a small restaurant.

After all, the name makes people feel unusual.

As a result, I found that there were two floors up and down, and the decoration was very elegant.

The blue wall tiles on the outside, with the vermilion gate, are a bit like the door of the big family in ancient times.

As soon as I walked to the door, I was immediately greeted by a waiter wearing a cheongsam.

The waiter had a professional smile on his face, obviously recognizing Chen Guifang.

"Yo, Mr. Chen is here, please inside, please inside, our boss just came, you can find him directly upstairs." ”

The mother and son went upstairs.

At the staircase on the second floor, Xu Zhuo met the boss here.

A man in his fifties dressed in a Tang suit.

"This is your son Xu Zhuo, right?

"Yes, this is my son, call Uncle Wei. ”

Without waiting for Xu Zhuo to speak, the other party directly stretched out his hand: "Wei Junming, the first apprentice your grandfather accepted back then, has been wandering in Sichuan and Shu, just came back, let's contact more in the future." ”

He looks about the same age as Li Sifu, but Li Sifu can't compare to this spiritual head.

For Xu Zhuo, this is all greetings between adults.

He's not used to it yet.

Fortunately, Chen Guifang was there, and the scene did not cool down.

After explaining his intentions, Wei Junming immediately took Xu Zhuo and walked in the direction of the back kitchen.

"Let's go, I'll do it for you, it's not difficult. You have to keep in mind that the more such snacks, the lower the threshold, because popular food is not complicated. ”

Xu Zhuo nodded, he also knew this truth.

But he really hasn't eaten burning noodles, and there is no comparison and reference at all.

The back kitchen of the Sichuan restaurant is very spacious.

A full set of stainless steel kitchenware is polished brightly.

The stove, the feeding table, the vegetable washing sink, and the soup bucket are all arranged in an orderly manner.

All kinds of kitchen utensils are neatly hung on the wall.

It's nice to look at.

A dozen or so chefs wearing chef hats of varying heights are busy preparing their work.

Knife changes, ingredients, cleaning, pickling, etc.

Everyone is busy but not chaotic, and it is obviously a very tacit team.

After looking around, Xu Zhuo was really a little ashamed.

He thought his little kitchen was big enough.

As a result, compared to others, it is simply a small shack.

Wei Junming doesn't talk much, and there seem to be few people who talk eloquently as chefs.

Prepare the ingredients for the noodles first.

The big restaurant is very complete with all kinds of ingredients.

The main ingredients are noodles and broken rice sprouts, and there are many other ingredients.

Garlic, ginger, Sichuan pepper, pepper, kaempa, star anise, chives and so on more than a dozen ingredients.

More than Xu Zhuo found on the Internet.

When ready, one pot starts to boil the noodles, and the other wok pan heats up and pours the oil.

Wei Junming put the spices in turn and fried them to force out the original taste of the spices.

Finally, remove and throw away, pour in the sprouts and stir-fry.

When the fragrance comes out, set aside.

After the noodles are boiled and removed, Wei Junming skillfully controls the water, and then begins to add the condiments.

Four spoonfuls of chili oil were added directly.

Crushed peanuts, chopped walnuts, and ripe sesame seeds were also added.

Sprouts and several kinds of chopped nuts are placed in half on the noodles, and the sight of them is appetizing.

Wei Junming handed it to Xu Zhuo: "Stir it up and taste it, you may not be used to this taste." ”

Xu Zhuo didn't care, he did these steps just now, but the ingredients were not so complete.

What's not to get used to?

He took a bite and stuffed it into his mouth.

Before I even started chewing, a numb and spicy taste spread in my mouth.

Xu Zhuo felt that he had enough spicy food, and the store was also making spicy sheep's trotters every day.

But the spicy taste of this bowl of noodles still made him choke on tears.

This smell is too rushing, isn't it?

Wei Junming handed Xu Zhuo a tissue.

"The traditional burnt noodles are so strong that only the locals eat them. Later, after being improved in Chengdu, it became popular all over the country. ”

"That improvement is to reduce the spicy taste. Now whether it is Chengdu or Yibin, in fact, the taste is very different from a few decades ago, because the times are developing, and people's taste buds are constantly evolving. ”

At this time, Xu Zhuo understood the reason why Chen Guifang said was not authentic.

The bowl he made was too spicy.

He tastes good, but if a local eats it, he doesn't taste it enough.

The rest of the noodles, Xu Zhuo didn't dare to touch them.

My tongue is still tingling.

"Kid, everyone in each place has their own tastes, and if you really want to study cooking, you have to go on a field trip to experience it. ”

"Of course, if you just want to make some money, you don't have to think about that, as long as it doesn't taste bad, you'll never have a shortage of customers. ”