"Guest, please slow down!"

Uncle Yile walked out of the store with an anxious expression. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

As a chef who loves cooking, Uncle Yile has dedicated almost his entire life to cooking.

Now, when I saw that Uzumaki Longshuo only drank a few mouthfuls of noodle soup and didn't even eat the noodles, he left directly, which was simply a denial of Uncle Yile's efforts over the years!

Uncle Yile has been in business for so many years, and he has never seen such a guest!

Uzumaki Long Shuo's chin slightly raised a proud arc, and his eyes seemed to be looking down, revealing a lonely look of a master.

"I know what you're trying to say. He took the lead in saying before Uncle Yile spoke: "With all due respect, your ramen is just rubbish!"

Rumble!

Thundered!

Like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, Uncle Yile suddenly heard such a direct criticism, and he held his breath in his chest, which was difficult to accept!

Once upon a time, Uncle Yile was sprayed to death at the beginning of his art.

Until his craftsmanship gradually improves, few people have been sprayed so directly!

This bald man with a black pot on his back, why do you say that!

Uncle Yile is not convinced!

A terrifying aura like before a volcanic eruption suddenly emanated from him, which was the confidence that had been precipitated by a fabric master for many years!

Uncle Yile's squinting eyes were like falling thunder, shooting out a terrifying light.

"Guest, you have to pay attention to evidence when you speak!"

"Aren't you afraid that the wind will be strong and bite your tongue!"

Uncle Yile's tongue thundered, one voice higher than the other, as if he wanted to vent the stuffiness and anger in his chest in one breath, turning into a monstrous wave and sweeping towards the whirlpool Long Shuo, the guy who insulted his cooking skills!

However.

Facing Uncle Yile's questioning, Uzumaki Longshuo looked indifferent, as if all this was blowing in the face and had no effect at all.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and an expression appeared on his honest face.

"Are you finished?"

The whirlpool dragon shuo took a long time, and when Uncle Yile finished speaking, he even clapped his palms.

Smack!

Three times in a row, as if it was pumped in Uncle Yile's face, laughing at the other party's ignorance.

Vortex Long Shuo's slightly contemptuous eyes were like birds flying high, looking at the frog at the bottom of the well, and the arrogance between his eyebrows became even stronger.

"Proof?"

"Okay! I'll tell you about the hillbilly!"

Uzumaki Ryushuo approached the Ichiraku restaurant, picked up a pair of chopsticks, picked up a column of ramen, and motioned for Uncle Ichiraku to see.

"Look, what is this?"

For a while, Uncle Yile didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in the other party's gourd, so he blurted out: "Ramen." ”

The smile on the corner of Uzumaki Ryushuo's mouth became even stronger, "Since you know this is ramen, but look at what kind of garbage you make!"

As he spoke, he pulled the ramen up with a force in his hand.

Although the ramen noodles are relatively long compared to other restaurants, I can't help but pull Uzumaki Ryushuo like this, and it will soon come to an end.

I saw that the ramen noodles held by the chopsticks of Uzumaki Ryushuo were as long as an arm, which was quite amazing.

But on his face, the sarcastic smile was like a chrysanthemum blooming, which was extremely disgusting.

"Since it's ramen, you're embarrassed to call it ramen for this length?"

Uncle Yile's face sank, like a suppressed thunder, exuding a suffocating sense of oppression, and his voice was unprecedentedly dignified.

"What are you going to say!"

Between the whirlpool dragon Shuo's eyebrows, the arrogance of the superior was even stronger, and the corners of his mouth curled, "Let you see, what is the real ramen!"

With that, he stepped into the kitchen.

Decades of experience have long formed a habit and are thoroughly integrated into the soul of the whirlpool.

Whether it is noodles or hand pulling, everything is like flowing water, and each action can be listed separately and become a classic textbook.

Uzumaki Ryushuo sarcastically satirized Uncle Yile so aggressively, which naturally attracted the attention of many diners.

Originally, they thought that this was a guy who could only play tricks, and they wanted to see him look foreign.

But when I saw him so skillful, I was stunned one by one.

Don't say it's them, even Uncle Yile is no exception!

As the saying goes, the layman looks at the liveliness, and the insiders look at the doorway.

Originally, making noodles was an extremely boring and tedious process, and it also required the strength of the chef's arms and waist bones, which was a very strenuous job.

But in the hands of the whirlpool dragon, as if turning decay into magic, the original boring action was sublimated into an art!

The oval-shaped dough was like a soft pillow in Uzumaki Longshuo's hands, and his calloused hands kept kneading and changing into different shapes.

What's more, when he pulled the dough into noodles, each ramen was as thin as a hair, but the toughness was a hundred times a thousand times that of a hair.

Even if Uncle Ichiraku comes, he can't pull every ramen into a hair's thin!

It's not just a matter of experience, it's a matter of limitations.

After all.

Man is not a machine, and it is impossible to be perfect.

But the appearance of the whirlpool dragon completely broke Uncle Yile's cognition!

It turns out that noodles can be made so well!

Uzumaki then poured the noodles into boiling hot water, then cooled them in cold water, and finally poured them into Uncle Ichiraku's soup base.

When the hot ramen noodles were brought to Uncle Yile, he woke up like a dream, and a cold sweat broke out behind his back.

Uncle Yile looked at the indifferent whirlpool Long Shuo in shock, and his heart beat wildly.

"What the hell is the other party?"

Not only Uncle Yile, but also the melon-eating people who gathered over also looked incredulous, and their eyes were full of a look of reversal of the three views.

Uzumaki Longshuo's face was like a calm sea, and he couldn't see the slightest fluctuation, taking all this for granted.

Then, he picked up a pair of chopsticks and picked up the ramen with all his might.

Crash!

When the ramen breaks through the soup, like a hidden dragon out of the abyss, the crystal juice flows down from top to bottom, which sets off its slender posture, like a hibiscus out of water, each ramen like a hair is fascinating, and the secretion of salivary glands in the mouth accelerates.

However.

And that's not even the most shocking!

When Uzumaki Long Shuo pulled out all the noodles, Uncle Yile's eyes suddenly burst into a terrifying light!

What did he see?

Hell yes!

The ramen noodles weren't torn off, and they were very long, as tall as three people!

At the same time, Uncle Yile also discovered that the entire bowl of ramen was actually composed of one noodle!

What a miracle!

It's a miracle!