Since they met Han Dali, this is the first time they have seen him cry.

This bowl of cold noodles is the situation of this god!

Is it so bad that you cry, or is it ......

Han Dali finished taking a bite here, picked up a pair of chopsticks and noodles and continued to eat, and he couldn't stop at all.

The noodles on the mouth are not hard or soft, they are cooked to the right degree of softness and hardness, the taste is slippery, smooth and soft, and every bite is a wheat aroma.

The unique cold noodle sauce is washed in the mouth, slightly spicy, sour and salty, extremely delicious, and completely activates the taste bud cells.

As for the shredded cucumber and carrot, they are very finely sliced, and after being soaked in the sauce, they become crisp and delicious, and have a refreshing taste that is difficult to resist.

This cold noodle obviously looks very ordinary, and even chopped green onions are not added, but how can it be so delicious?

Han Dali really couldn't figure it out.

Wang Fatzi, who was sitting next to him, was not calm, he saw Han Dali's eating appearance, and couldn't help but ask, "Dali, don't care about eating, what does this noodle taste like?"

"I've never had such delicious cold noodles. Han Dali said very straightforwardly, he picked up the bowl and put the noodles directly into his mouth with chopsticks.

Fat Wang swallowed a mouthful of saliva and asked Bai Xiaobai, "Chef Bai, do you still have this cold noodle, bring me a bowl too." ”

"Bring me a bowl too. Bread spoke.

"Then I'll want it too, just a small portion. Liu Cake had eaten too much food, and his stomach was basically full, he just wanted to taste what this cold noodle tasted like, which could make Han Dali gobble it up so much.

"The noodles are still there, you wait, I'll cook them. After Bai Xiaobai finished speaking, he got up and went back to the kitchen.

The dough he kneaded was about enough to make five people.

Bai Xiaobai cooked all the remaining noodles into the pot, cooked them, cooled them in ice water, and then divided them into four bowls.

After finishing the cooking, Bai Xiaobai walked out of the kitchen with a bowl and distributed it to Han Dali's three friends, and he also kept a small bowl for himself.

This longevity noodle Bai Xiaobai eats a bowl every year on his birthday, so he is quite familiar with the taste.

Add shredded cucumbers and shredded carrots to the cold noodles, then pour the sauce and stir well, a very decent cold noodles.

Bai Xiaobai picked up a pair of chopsticks and noodles into the mouth.

The noodles enter the mouth, and an indescribable delicacy explodes in the mouth.

Is this cold noodle really cooked by itself?

After Bai Xiaobai tasted the taste, he was really a little unbelievable.

Noodles that are quickly cooked in a short period of time are quickly washed through ice water after scooping up, and the noodles will shrink rapidly after being hot and cold, and there is an indescribable feeling of firmness, which is completely different from the strength of ramen made of Agaon gray, which is firm but not elastic, which is a different flavor.

In addition to the extreme taste of the noodles, the most important thing is the cold noodle sauce.

The sauce is slightly fresh and spicy, with sour and salty, and the ratio of each spice is perfect, and the taste is more than ten times more delicious than the previous one.

Frankly speaking, although the ingredients in Han Dali's kitchen are all excellent, they are obviously not as good as the anti-heaven ingredients provided by the system, so Bai Xiaobai can only do his best to turn decay into magic as much as possible and stimulate the deliciousness of the ingredients.

But now the cold noodles in my mouth are really delicious, almost to the point of impeccable.

Especially after big fish and meat, eating this bowl of cold noodles is even more refreshing and delicious.

A small bowl of noodles was quickly wiped out by Bai Xiaobai.

This is the first time he has made non-systematic cuisine since he had a system. I thought that if I didn't cook it for a long time, the feeling of making non-systematic food would gradually become rusty, but I never expected that the cooking skills not only did not regress, but also obviously improved a few floors.

"System, what's going on, how do I feel like my cooking skills have improved so much?" Bai Xiaobai said with his mind to communicate with the system.

The cold electronic sound quickly echoed in Bai Xiaobai's mind.

[After the guidance and allocation of systematic food production, as well as its own continuous efforts, the host's culinary talent has gradually begun to show. Even the most ordinary food will taste much better than before. 】

I see.

In other words, after making systematic food, Bai Xiaobai's cooking skills have made great progress imperceptibly, and his culinary talent has gradually become prominent.

It's no wonder that today, whether it is when making noodles or seasoning and pouring sauce, Bai Xiaobai feels extremely relaxed, obviously because his cooking skills have made great progress.

Therefore, in contrast, it is reasonable to make longer noodles than before.

"System, what is my culinary talent?" Hearing the system mention culinary talent, Bai Xiaobai took this opportunity to continue to ask the system with his mind.

For a long time, the culinary talent column on the data gold card has always been the same symbol, and Bai Xiaobai has no idea about his culinary talent.

From the perspective of genetics, my parents' cooking skills are quite good, and I should not be much worse.

But if your cooking talent is not ordinary, then why did you have mediocre cooking skills before the food system?

When Bai Xiaobai asked the system about his cooking talent, the cold electronic voice did not sound again.

"Call the system. In order to get the answer, Bai Xiaobai continued to call the system with his mind.

The cold electronic sound, after a pause and laughter, finally seemed to have been infected with a virus, stuck, and even the broadcast was word by word:

[System-System-Sleep-Sleep-Middle, Host-Master-Please-Don't-Disturb-]

“……”

If you don't answer, you just say, what the hell is sleeping, this reason is too tricky.

Bai Xiaobai is depressed and has a watermelon sweat.

His culinary talent has always been unknown, and he doesn't know when he will be revealed.

Bai Xiaobai was thinking in his heart.

"Brother, what do you want? so engrossed?" Han Dali's magnetic voice summoned Bai Xiaobai back to reality from the communication with the system.

Bai Xiaobai collected his thoughts, took a sip of herbal tea, and said calmly, "No...... What the. ”

Wang Fatzi wiped his mouth, the cold noodles in the bowl had been swept away by him, and he was still licking his lips, "Delicious, so delicious! This cold noodles are better than what I ate in Shudu three years ago."

"Damn, fatty, your eyes are a little moist. Bread quipped.

"Bread, why do you still talk about me, and the corners of your eyes are the same. Wang Fatzi said.

The bread wiped the eye sockets, and there were really tears, and Liu Cake was also moist at the corners of his eyes.

Bai Xiaobai is actually the same.

"Chef Bai, is your face gloomy, how can it make people cry, it's not lucky to cry on this birthday!" asked the fat man.

"I added onion foam to the noodles. Bai Xiaobai and onions are completely for the sake of flavor, but he changed to a more elegant statement: "Like us adults, birthdays are equivalent to being one year old, for our little by little youth, adding some onions, shedding a little tears is nothing, which can make us cherish every day in the future." ”

"Chef Bai, I can't see that you are quite literary, this is the first time I have heard this kind of statement. Wang Fatzi said with a smile.

"Is there any cold noodles that are so delicious that they cry, give me another bowl. Liu Cake said domineeringly, he pretended to be full before, so Liu Cake ate the least cold noodles, but he found that this cold noodles were so delicious that he wanted to eat them again, but it was actually too late.

"The noodles are all gone, gone. "Bai Xiaobai is serious.

Including Han Dali, the four of them really didn't enjoy it. But the noodles are all finished, and they are embarrassed to let Bai Xiaobai knead the noodles again.

"Come, brother, go one. Han vigorously lifted the wine bottle and touched Bai Xiaobai's wine bottle.

Bai Xiaobai was no longer restrained, and raised his neck and drank a small half bottle.

After cooking longevity noodles and eating a lot of food to pad his stomach, he can now let go and drink.

"I said, you guys, you can't eat my brother's cooked noodles for nothing today. Han vigorously blew a bottle of wine and advertised, "My brother has opened a restaurant on Chaotianmen Street, and you can also go and have a show when you have time." ”

"That's a must. The fat man replied domineeringly, and then he was interested, turned his head and asked Bai Xiaobai, "Chef Bai, where is the address of your store, I will go to the party when I have time." ”

"No. XX Chaotianmen Street, directly opposite the meeting café, Xiaobai Restaurant. Bai Xiaobai directly reported an address.

"Xiaobai Restaurant?" Liu Cake on the side heard this name and said with a surprised face, "No, you are the owner of Xiaobai Restaurant?"

"Cake, what's the situation, what do you know?" Wang Fatzi was a little confused by Liu Cake's sudden words.

"I saw it in the WeChat circle of friends two days ago, and someone posted a picture of sky-high food, saying that it was a small white restaurant on Chaotianmen Street. When I saw the price list, I almost didn't scare out a heart attack, the cheapest one is 50 tea eggs, and the most expensive one is 498 ......."

Liu Cake said this, slightly suppressed his excitement, and continued, "I didn't expect the owner of Xiaobai Restaurant to sit next to me now. Speaking from the heart, after eating the bowl of cold noodles just now, I think that with your cooking skills, Boss Bai, you are definitely worthy of these high prices. ”

Liu Cake usually talks about people, ghosts, and likes to say polite words when she sees strangers, but these words are completely heartfelt and heartfelt.

Bread took out a piece of croissant from his bag, and swore as he nibbled, "The cake is right, you get what you pay for, and it doesn't matter if it's delicious and expensive." Some celebrities don't know how to cook at all, and the hot pot restaurant they opened, a piece of beef dares to sell for three or four hundred, which is expensive and expensive, and the key is not delicious, so it is called a pit. In contrast, Chef Bai, your price is a conscience, and I will definitely go to the party tomorrow. ”

A few similar young people, like-minded, constantly talking, drinking and chatting, chatting from a small white restaurant to the latest hot news.

Bai Xiaobai conquered Han Dali's three friends with a bowl of longevity noodles, and their attitude towards Bai Xiaobai was not at all as rusty as at the beginning, and they immediately became familiar, as if the protagonist of today's birthday banquet was not Han Dali, but Bai Xiaobai.

"Come, brother, one more. ”

"Come, let's have a drink. ”

"Boss Bai, I'll open a bottle for you, and we'll blow it on both sides. ”

"Chef Bai, next time it's my birthday, can you also make me a bowl of longevity noodles?"

……

Including Han Dali, the amount of alcohol of these four people is all perverted, and drinking beer is like drinking boiled water, and there is no urgency to urinate.

Rao is white wine has a good amount, and he can't stand the wheel battle of these four people, and finally drank high without suspense.

Dizzy, Bai Xiaobai's consciousness was a little trance-like.

By the time he woke up, it was already the next morning.

Lying on the bed on the second floor of his restaurant, Bai Xiaobai faintly remembered that after drinking high last night, he was incoherently yelling to go home, but Han Dali couldn't keep it, so he had to send him back in person.

Because of the hangover, after Bai Xiaobai got up, he still had a little migraine.

Rubbing his temples, Bai Xiaobai walked to the bathroom, turned on the faucet, and splashed his face with slightly cold water.

After washing his face, Bai Xiaobai began to brush his teeth carefully.

At this time, the cold electronic sound in his head, 'Ding Dong-', sounded, as if to inform something.