"Boom ......"

Early in the morning, in the food commercial street called Liujiaxiang, there was the sound of the wheels of small carts.

Xia Yu was dressed as a passerby, wearing a hat and a mask, and pushing the cart, while his registered disciple Liu Ying was still a double ponytail, and Liu's mother deliberately got up early in the morning to dress up her daughter clean and beautiful. Liu Ying took a handle and helped Xia Yu push the cart.

The car is a mobile food stall that can be seen.

Of course, because of Zhu Qing, there is a fixed stall, and there is no need to be afraid of the chengguan brigade, which is known as having the strongest combat effectiveness on the surface, to come and drive people and confiscate cars.

The stalls are on this street, but on the street, close to a university town.

It was about seven or eight o'clock in the morning, and the food stall was set up in a fixed position, and Liu Ying could only watch Xia Yu keep taking kitchen utensils and ingredients and tidying up the stall. It's a very small car, but there's a lot of stuff hidden inside.

There are two stoves that can be lit normally, and they use special fuel, which is a professional fierce stove, and it only takes about six or seven seconds to fry shredded potatoes and can be plated.

As for the ingredients, mainly flour, pay attention to the signboards of the food stalls-

Liu's fried noodles!

Why do you focus on fried noodles, it's nothing more than to save trouble.

Last night, Xia Yu thought left and right, he pulled the food stall in order to conduct special training on the psychological quality of the nominal disciples, so that she could see more people and get rid of the problem of being afraid of life.

At the same time, he also has a fried noodle recipe for Liu Ying's cooking skills - "Fried Noodles in the Unity of the Seven Kingdoms"!

Don't doubt it.

The purpose of learning this recipe is to strengthen Liu Ying's sensitivity to "heat", and then lay a solid foundation for learning the cooking skills of explosive flames.

Xia Yu pondered, at present, he has learned satisfactorily, and the cooking skills marked by his own genre are nothing more than explosive flames and spice inequalities.

Spice inequality is actually spice empirical science, which is accumulated over time, not quick, and without the "God's sense of smell" qualification like Ye Shan Liang, there may not be any significant results if you have been immersed in research for several years.

But the explosion is different, it is easy to get started, Xia Yu's first-hand cooking skills are also it, there is a master to lead the door, and it is not too easy to learn green and blue explosions.

"That's it!"

Putting a bag of flour next to the stall truck, Xia Yu turned to unfold a wooden recliner and threw the pillow he had prepared, and lay down on the chair, looking extremely comfortable and comfortable.

"According to the recipe, the minimum goal today is to sell 20 chow mein, when will we sell this number, and when will we close the stall. ”

Liu Ying's little face wrinkled tightly.

"20 servings......"

She looked at Xia Yu, who was closing her eyes on the recliner after speaking, her eyes flashed, and she was obviously shy.

This street is already lively, and the location is close to the university town, and the street is already full of passers-by around eight o'clock in the morning.

After standing in a daze for at least five or six minutes, a passer-by walked past the fried noodle stall and saw a little girl dressed as a half-size, standing there silently, and then, behind the stall, the guy who seemed to be the owner of the stall, slept lazily in the recliner.

"It's weird—"

A couple of college students are coming out of an off-campus apartment, preparing to go to campus for classes and have breakfast on the way.

The two locked on the signboard of the fried noodle stall and went straight to find it.

The schoolgirl shouted to the other end of the recliner, "Is it open, please? We're going to order two chow mein." ”

Xia Yu, who had already "slept" in the past, did not say a word.

"Excuse me......"

The male student's girlfriend, who wanted to ask again, pouted in disgust and said, "Let's go, come out to set up a stall and sleep lazy, cooking skills are definitely unreliable!

The two quickly shifted to the battlefield, which was on the same street, another food stall.

This is the only customer who came to the booth to inquire within ten minutes.

For a long time, there was an atmosphere called awkwardness in the stalls.

"No, it can't be like this anymore!"

Liu Ying silently cheered herself up, "Isn't it just selling food and entertaining guests, this is the only way for every successful chef, you must do it, Liu Ying, come on!"

She stole a glance back at the motionless teenager on the recliner, a relieved expression on her face.

"Can't let Mr. Xia down......"

In my head, I couldn't help but think of the agreed scene between Xia Yu and her this morning.

"Sakura-chan, this special training will take at least a week, of course, if you don't want to, I won't force it, it's all up to you. And if you can achieve the business goals I set every day, I will give you the corresponding reward...... "Young girl shoots the little girl's head."

Reward!

Culinary rewards!

Even if it is just a few words that are penetrating, they are precious to Liu Ying, who longs for a higher and more far-reaching vision.

She is young, but she also has a little wisdom, and she knows that it is difficult to find a guide. Girls are often much more mature than boys at this age, and they think more, otherwise how could Liu Ying care about Ju going downstairs and taking back the place that her father guarded before his death.

"20 servings of fried noodles!"

Talking about today's business goals again, the shyness and dodging in Liu Ying's eyes were replaced by stubbornness.

I can do it!

There are no ready-made noodles at the chow noodle stall, and the handmade noodles need to be made by hand.

She picked up the recipe note on the kitchen counter and glanced at it, her little face wrinkled again.

"Seven Kingdoms Unified Fried Noodles?This, what should I do!"

Liu Ying felt that the world was spinning, and her face was pale.

This recipe, she can't understand at all, it's so profound.

Just as the fighting spirit that had finally been mustered was about to be extinguished by a basin of cold water, Liu Ying caught a glimpse of the bottom sentence of the recipe note, which was obviously Xia Yu's special note:

I've forgotten all of the above, you just have to remember this sentence -

Roll the peeing cow balls into strips.

"Ahh

Thinking about it, Liu Ying's face appeared strange again, ran left and right, and finally found a transparent bag with excellent packaging and sealing in a pile of ingredients on the small table next to her.

Pulling out the fresh-keeping bags layer by layer, Liu Ying's big eyes stared at the scarlet minced meat, and then sniffed the strong smell of beef, and said happily: "It turns out that Mr. Xia has prepared it for me!"

A bag full of minced meat, the main meat material is beef tenderloin, but there are also skin jelly and shrimp, Liu Ying grabbed a little and put it in the palm of her hand, a pretty little Qiong nose, sniffed again and again, "When broken, you should put in ginger and shallots, rice wine, eggs and other spices......"

"Sure enough, it's the raw material for peeing cow balls!"

Liu Ying pursed her lips, picked up the bag, and jumped on a small stool to work normally in front of the kitchen counter, she took out a large ball of minced meat and placed it on a clean board, and in her head was Xia Yu's special note, "Rub it into strips?"

Phew.

She tried it, looked at the barely strip-shaped minced meat, stuck out her tongue and laughed out loud, "Oh, how do you look like a red slug, it's so disgusting!"

Definitely not!

Liu Ying didn't rush to make a second attempt, but lowered her head, with thinking and wisdom beyond her age in her big eyes.

Passers-by came and went, pointing at the delicate Lori standing on the stool.

"Whose child is this?"

"Liu's fried noodles are a new stall, no wonder I'm not impressed!"

A little farther away, Lei Aoxue looked at the boy who had "slept" on the recliner and bit her lip.

After all, she couldn't help but be curious, and Lei Aoxue went to the stall.

At this time, Liu Ying had already started her second attempt.

She mixes minced meat with high-gluten flour and stirs it with water, and it is well known that kneading dough and dough requires strength, but it is not deadly force, and requires exquisite force-making skills.

Syllable!

Syllable!

The kitchen counter with limited space in the stall was used reasonably, Liu Ying's forehead was overflowing with sweat, and a large ball of dough slightly red was gradually kneaded under her delicate and slender palm, and with repeated kneading, the texture became smoother and more delicate.

"Hoo ......"

Liu Ying wiped her sweat and smiled, "Sure enough, if you don't mix it with flour, how can it be noodles!" It's all because I'm too stupid, fortunately I didn't wake up Mr. Xia to give me a hint, otherwise he would definitely be disappointed in me!"

"Well, after half an hour, you can make your own handmade lasasa!" she said to herself.

Lei Aoxue saw this quietly, and couldn't help but speak: "What kind of face are you?"

"Ahh She didn't know Lei Aoxue, a stranger, and was staring at her with sharp eyes......

Liu Ying lowered her head.

"Yes, yes......" was so panicked that he couldn't speak very well.