Chapter 11 March of Spring

After 20 minutes, the kneaded dough gradually fluffs up in the bowl, the dough between wheat and white is smoother, and several small pores are also closed, and the whole dough is integrated without the slightest edges and corners.

Su Zifang lifted the bowl and pointed a finger on the dough.

The room temperature is not high, and when the fingertips are against the dough, it is still a little cool, and he is attracted by the delicate touch in an instant, and when he comes back to his senses, the place where he touches has begun to become warm, and when he presses hard, a not-so-obvious depression appears on the dough, and it rebounds slightly.

Seeing this, Su Zifang put his entire palm on it.

The system's prompts are clear and straightforward

【A piece of ordinary dough】

[Color: between white and wheat]

[Taste: slightly sweet, with a slight wheat aroma]

[Water content: about 65%]

[Extensibility: Moderate]

[Viscoelasticity: good]

Su Zifang withdrew his fingers and deleted this professional-level judgment evaluation from his cognition. Anyway, for most people, these parameters will be summed up in four words: noodles are ready.

When the noodles are ready, it means that the noodles can be cut.

Su Zifang wiped the pasta cooking table next to the stove, grabbed a handful of high-gluten flour and spread it, patted the dough on the countertop, and rolled it a few times to let the dough evenly stain the flour.

The rolling pin of jujube wood is thick and steady, and Su Zifang is also full of energy in his hand, pushing and spreading, and rolling out the prototype of the dough cake in two clicks. Repeat this in the other direction a few times, and the dough will be rolled out into a thin dough in an instant.

Su Zifang grabbed a handful of flour and sprinkled it on the dough, carefully spread it with his hands, and then lifted the dough and stacked it in an S-shape.

With a sound of "Dang", a cold light flashed, Su Zi let go of a Chinese kitchen knife in his hand, the blade was narrow in front and wide in the back, and the handle had been pulped, it could be seen that it was an old object of many years, and there was a circular stamp on the side of the knife body, and it was vaguely seen that it was a "chapter" word inside.

Su Zifang is different from other chefs, if he is not a special process such as carving during his cooking period, he will rely on the old kitchen knife in his hand to complete, although each preparation has a few more processes than others to wash the knife, but he is still too lazy to change, and the cutting noodles are naturally used with it.

Standing still with the knife, Su Zifang swallowed his saliva, took a deep breath, changed his left hand to a buckle, and his four fingers leaned against the blade of the knife.

"It's a bit too ......much," Su Zifang looked at the noodles piled on the side and sighed, and took out three fresh-keeping bags to bag the excess noodles, and did not forget to sprinkle another handful of flour before bagging.

After loading the noodles, the water that had just been boiled was also boiling, Su Zifang grabbed a ball of noodles and put them in the pot, spread them with a pair of long chopsticks to avoid sticking, and prepared to fry the scallion oil in another wok.

The stove spat out a tongue of blue and red fire, and a thick white plate of oil fell into it, and in a few seconds it shrank into oil residue with oil splashes.

Su Zifang picked off the oil residue and poured the chopped purple onion into the pot.

With a "bang", the shovel flew over, white smoke escaped from the pot, and the onion was slowly plated with a layer of gold edge. A large bowl of blue and white filled with light soy sauce, dark soy sauce, salt and sugar was already waiting aside.

Carefully poured in the fried scallion oil, and in an instant, the air was filled with a rich green onion fragrance, wrapped in the unique aroma of animal fat, and rushed straight to Su Zifang's nasal cavity.

I didn't have time to enjoy it for too long, and the pot in which the noodles were cooked also began to boil, because the noodles were thin and could come out of the pot without extra splashing.

Su Zifang fished out the noodles once with a fence, cooled them with Evian tap water produced by the system, turned them into a large blue and white bowl, and poured a spoonful of hot soup, and a bowl of steaming Yangchun noodles came out of the pot.

didn't bother to go to the front hall, Su Zifang spread out a stool at will, sat on the edge of the stove and began to enjoy this bowl of Yangchun noodles.

He took a big sip, chewed, swallowed!

Even if it is mixed with light soy sauce and dark soy sauce, the soup in the bowl still has a clear and translucent feeling, although it is not as mellow as the broth, it also sets off a wind between the lips and teeth, and fully activates the flavor of Yangchun noodles.

The noodles break in the mouth and bloom with an incomparable wheat aroma, which looks like a popping beef ball against the backdrop of the soup.

Su Zifang seems to be in the south of the Yangtze River in March, witnessing the wheat seedlings branching, heading, grouting, and golden everywhere. A farmer in a straw hat plows the field, the river is like a blue water on the edge of the wheat field, a thousand sails have passed, time has passed, and the stars have risen and the heavy ears of wheat have exploded in the field to form a cloud-like dough.

The sun is shining, and a figure on the dough is cross-legged with a satisfied expression. Enlarge the picture again, and it is Su Zifang himself!

......

"Whew!" Su Zifang closed his eyes and exhaled a long breath to end his brain supplement. Touching my stomach, I felt that I hadn't eaten enough. At this time, he somewhat understood why some people had no resistance to food, and they could go from 90 catties to 180 catties in just one year.

The sin of eating, not the desire of the tongue!

But in the end, it wasn't the weight that made Su Zifang give up the idea of adding another bowl, but that he inadvertently opened the inventory and saw that the store sign had never been activated and had become activated.

【Food Silent Store Signs (Activator)*

[The host is detected to be in the store, and the equipment can be activated.] Equipment Effect: +1 shop attention. Upgradable. 】

Thinking of the special effects after the equipment store, Su Zifang was a little moved and curious, and he was eager to experience the equipment - the illusory, observable and unpredictable description of the attention was too mysterious after all, and he could only know what it was useful if he felt it himself.

Su Zifang blinked, dragged the shop sign out of the inventory, and without waiting for him to make any confirmation, the system directly popped up a prompt.

【Shop sign is equipped】

【The store system is officially opened】

Looking at the panel again, there is an extra column of store information next to the personal information column.

The newly opened column Su Zifang naturally won't let go.,Eyes swept into the new page.,The basic information that comes into the eyes is silent.,In addition to the floor plan of the store,A description of the parameters is also attached.。

【Silent Food】

Popularity: Unknown

Attention: 1 (everyone will take a look when they walk by)

Footfall: None (currently no footfall)

Specialties: None (no specialties yet)

Satisfaction: None (no one completed the satisfaction questionnaire)

Looking at the series of nothings, Su Zifang's excited face became a little embarrassed, as if he rushed home to show off after the test results came out, but when he opened the test paper, he found that he had read the wrong result, not 92, but 56.

Fortunately, there will be no two items waiting for me now, such as fried meat and mixed relay sanda, otherwise I will definitely not be able to get out of bed for three months.

Out of the door, there was a brand-new signboard in the place where the plaque was originally placed, the three big characters of food silence are strong and powerful, the pen walks the dragon and snake, at a glance is everyone's pen and ink, and the signboard is also very down-to-earth next to the two red cloths, which means a good start.

"It's just opened, and it's going to get better. Su Zifang said comfortingly, cheering himself up, and his heart was full of energy.

After all, the story has just begun......