Veneto's confidence made Sun Wen a little surprised, he thought that the other party didn't understand what he meant, so he deliberately walked over and reiterated again: "Veneto, I mean noodles that are not noodles, do you know?"

"Of course!" Veneto tilted his head and said to Sun Wen, then jumped down and carried a bamboo basket, and turned around as he walked towards the ingredients and reminded Sun Wen, "Sir, although your admiration for me is understandable, you better go and explain it to the three wooden people! I will definitely take Pasta and coffee seriously, please don't let me feel like I have won a fluke!"

After saying that, Veneto didn't care what Sun Wen thought, and went directly to a few cabinets full of ice cubes where beef products were placed. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoThanks to trade, beef, watermelon, and onions, which were originally luxury items in the Ryukyus, have become popular, and although the cooking method of this luxury is still very primitive, it is still very popular with tourists, after all, it is beef, isn't it?

So after seeing that the first ship's lady who was ready to start picking such a "high-end" ingredient, the surprised cheers from the audience rang out all at once, and even the owners of the shopping street were eager to try and be ready to steal the teacher at any time.

There was nothing he could do about the confident Veneto Sunwen, so he could only talk to the other three ship girls who were watching the play about the meaning of this theme in turn, and then returned to his seat.

However, it wasn't until Sun Wen returned to his place and sat down that he found that whether it was the counterattack that was politely smiling at him, the Kaohsiung who had become confident after thinking for a while, or London, which looked like he was choosing a pot and pan, he didn't make it, but stood in front of the kitchen counter and didn't know what was waiting.

"Is the topic too difficult?" Sun Wen scratched his head, and was a little puzzled, "No! I said it so clearly, I couldn't understand it, right?"

When Sun Wen was scratching his scalp and talking to himself, Xianghe, who was careful on the side, immediately explained: "No, Admiral, your topic is very ......" She thought about her wording for a while, and finally swallowed the two words and changed her words, "It's very ingenious, but they should all have their own ideas." ”

"Huh, why don't you do it yet?"

"Noodles will always affect the taste after a long time, right?" Xianghe smiled and looked at the counterattack over there, "I guess those noodles will be made of something fresh or something that is not easy to preserve, right?"

Sun Wen was so moved by Xianghe's slightly imaginative tone that his head was full of strange dishes such as catfish noodles and potato noodles, thinking that he couldn't help but snort, and turned his head to look at Xianghe, who was one of the best cooks in his mind, with expectant eyes: "What would you do if you did it?"

Unexpectedly, Xianghe just shook his head after listening to Sun Wen's words, "I shouldn't bring strange ingredients to the Admiral, right?" As she spoke, she glanced at Veneto, who took out the flour and eggs over there, and continued, "The food for the Admiral, delicious and nutritious is the most important thing, as for novelty or winning or losing, it is not so important to me." ”

"Xianghe, you're so good!" After listening to Xianghe's unexpected answer, Sun Wenfei did not feel unhappy with her answer, but turned sideways and secretly held the other party's hand on his thigh in a proper manner, "Only you can be so thoughtful." ”

"Admiral, don't, don't do this!" Shohe blushed and stared down at the hand that was on his thigh, his mood stirred for a while, before he raised his other hand and pointed in Veneto's direction and continued, "Actually, I'm not the only one who will do this, everyone cares about you." ”

"Huh?" Sun Wen looked in the direction of Xianghe's finger, and saw Veneto carefully kneading the dough with the strength of his body, and couldn't help frowning, "Didn't I tell her to make noodles that aren't noodles? Why are you still kneading dough?"

"Veneto has her thoughts, right?" Xianghe said, looking at Sun Wen, "Although she looks small, she is very proud! no matter how much you persuade her, you shouldn't be able to change her decision, right?"

……

Xianghe's guess about Veneto was correct, she already knew the meaning of "noodles and non-noodles" after Sun Wen explained, but she still didn't want to replace Pasta with something else.

You must know that for an Italian shipwreck like Veneto, Pastana can be said to be a sacred ingredient, how can it be tainted by those messy ingredients!

That's why she said to Sun Wen, who came up with such a strange theme, in a tone of some atmosphere and dissatisfaction, "I want to let you taste what real Italian food is!"

In order to make the Pasta taste perfect, Veneto did not even use the semi-finished noodles, but chose to start from scratch himself. The hard, no less high-quality raw material than durum wheat, combined with the original and delicate production process, is what brings out the simple and special taste of Pasta.

But making noodles is not easy, and Veneto's hands are strong but petite, and her childlike hands can easily knead the dough when kneading. So she had no choice but to borrow another local method.

A bamboo stick was tied to the other end of the kitchen counter, propped up on the dough in the middle, and then Veneto sat very unladylike on the bamboo stick, tilting it like a seesaw, kneading the dough with just the right weight of his petite body.

"Poof!" Sun Wen, who had been staring at Veneto from a distance, sat there for a long time, and finally couldn't hold back his laughter, looking at Veneto, who continued to sit on the "seesaw", he seemed to be glaring at himself very dissatisfied, and instead of the slightest restraint, he laughed even more presumptuously.

With so many people around, Sun Wen was not worried at all that Veneto would turn his face in public. Although she looks like a destroyer, and her hairy demeanor looks like a destroyer when she is talked about her weakness, Veneto is indeed very ladylike when she is calm. And this also made Sun Wen, who was already a little evil, even more unscrupulous.

Fingers tapped at the center of her eyebrows, Veneto took several deep breaths before finally suppressing the rising fire, although the corners of her eyebrows twitched a few times when she heard the ugly laughter, but finally did not take out her Italian cannon on the spot, but continued to make her own pasta.

Soon, Veneto held a plate of glossy noodles with only meat sauce and vegetables in front of Sun Wen. The spiral-shaped pasta, which is only the size of her middle finger, is served with minced meat and white vegetables that seem to be sprinkled with black pepper and is what she prepared for Sun Wen.

"You've been doing this for so long?" Sun Wen sat there and looked down at the ordinary noodles for a while, then raised his head and looked strangely at Veneto, who was clapping his hands on the table and trying to tiptoe to look at him, "Just such a bowl of smooth noodles?"

"This is Rome!" Veneto said with a fierce glaring at Sun Wen, the righteous indignation that seemed to be completely unladylike when she spoke, "Pasta is irreplaceable after thousands of years, and it is definitely not something you can insult!"

Although Veneto's words were beautiful, Sun Wen still had no appetite for the plate of Italian noodles called "Rome", and he was thankful that Veneto, who couldn't even buy a cutting board, could make something that could be eaten, and he didn't expect to eat anything delicious at all.

Looking at Veneto, who was as negative as a child, and then at the plate of glossy noodles in front of him, Sun Wen thought for a while and inserted a few sticks with a fork and put them in his mouth to eat.

"Sure enough, Veneto really can't go down!" Sun Wen sighed secretly as soon as the noodles were in his mouth, because the texture of the noodles just bitten down had the kind of crispness that only half-baked dough had. It's just that when he really bites into it, the crispy texture is gone, and it has become the unique soft and elastic taste of noodles.

"How come?" Sun Wen said and stopped, then picked a few more noodles and ate them.

"Of course, the dough made from durum wheat is made with the right amount of salt in the water when it is boiled, and the special flavor of olive oil can create this texture!" Veneto watched Sun Wen eat several bites one after another before revealing the answer with satisfaction, "The earliest pasta was devoid of tomatoes and peppers, and it is this original flavor that can let you know the greatness of pasta!"

"It's delicious!" Sun Wen ate several more bites, and it wasn't until he had finished eating the pasta with cheese and barbecued minced meat that he raised his head and said to Veneto with some surprise and regret: "But you still make noodles, so you don't have to lose to you." ”

"I know. Veneto nodded unexpectedly, then pointed at Sun Wen and said, "I just want to tell the chief that your understanding of noodles is too superficial!"

"I ......"

When Sun Wenzheng didn't know how to answer, the voice of the counterattack broke Veneto's aggressive momentum, "No!