Hearing Chang Zhaowen's words, Xiao Jingxiu's brows furrowed more and more tightly. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoHer cousin couldn't help but speak: "Boss Wen, you may not know much about what autism is, Xiaoguang has absolutely stereotypical behavior, and he won't accept new things at all." You have to go with what he's comfortable with, and his favorite thing is pasta. ”

But I don't know how to make pasta at all! So far, he has only gotten a recipe for handmade noodles, an advanced version like spaghetti, and he has not seen it yet! But how could he say this according to the text, he could only laugh and not speak, creating an unfathomable impression.

"Master, why didn't you say it earlier when you knew how to make noodles?"

"It's the first time I've made noodles today!" Chang Zhaowen spread his hands, he had just harvested the wheat on the farm yesterday, and he wanted to try to make a new recipe today, but he didn't expect to use noodles directly to duel.

"What? It's the first time to make noodles? Do you dare to bet so much? Sure enough, it's Boss Wen, with first-class skills and great courage!" The diners of the text restaurant in the onlookers immediately cheered.

"Hmph, I can't do it!" Zeng Dazhong snorted coldly, does such a boy who doesn't know the height of the sky really think that he has a blessed god possession? Thinking that he will buy him if he makes a noodle casually, Xiaoguang will buy him? What are you kidding?! If he is a normal person, maybe he can impress him with the best ingredients, but for such a sick child, even if he eats swallow wing abalone ginseng, it is not as good as a pot of pasta he is familiar with.

Zeng Dazhong opened a cloth bag and poured the golden flour into a stainless steel basin.

"Does he want to make spaghetti by hand? It's a lot of work!" The onlookers burst out in exclamation, even Xiao Jing's face changed slightly, Xiaoguang has eaten pasta so many times, and it is the first time she has seen how to make it from scratch, it turns out that Zeng Dazhong will make noodles by hand every time, no wonder Xiaoguang doesn't like to eat the same noodles in other restaurants.

Zeng Dazhong gently digs a small pit in the flour pile with his hands, and slowly pours in the best natural mineral water, he uses authentic durum wheat flour, which is more than 1 million years old, it originated from the breeding of wild wheat and wild goat grass, is the world's hardest wheat variety, and has an extremely high protein content.

Zeng Dazhong chose the most suitable for pasta in durum wheat flour, finesemolina, the flour is golden brown, some people think that the yellow color of pasta is caused by adding eggs, but in fact, it is not, because this high-protein flour itself is golden brown. All you need is water to mix the attractive golden dough.

Chang Zhaowen on the other side also started, he motioned to Takeo to bring a large cardboard box, this carton was delivered by express last night, and the express delivery list on it had not been torn off, and at a glance, he knew that it was something that Chang Zhaowen had just bought on the Internet.

Chang Zhao quickly opened the cardboard box, and a small metal machine appeared in front of everyone. At this time, he took out a brown paper bag from the cabinet, which contained golden wheat.

"That's a flour mill!" Someone finally saw the doorway, "Could it be that Boss Wen is going to grind flour freshly?!"

Zeng Dazhong is good enough to knead the noodles himself, but Boss Wen actually wants to start by grinding flour? Everyone put down their utensils and focused their attention on the center of the hall, and this scene of the showdown is really getting more and more interesting.

"Hmph! will engage in some useless gimmicks, it's just a layman's fooling around!" If it weren't for the kneading dough in his hands, Zeng Dazhong would have high-fived and cheered, the opponent didn't even have the most basic common sense, and it would be too easy to win this competition.

"Boss Wen can start by grinding noodles, you have the ability to grind, you can also grind, you can't do it yourself, why do you still talk about others?" A baby-faced girl said angrily, since she ate the dopamine tomato scrambled eggs specially provided by Boss Wen on the day of her lovelorn, she has become Boss Wen's number one fan sister, so naturally she can't let the other party attack the idol like this.

"Boss Wen did make a mistake this time, it seems that he is going to capsize in the gutter in today's competition. It was Ji Fei who said this, he seemed distressed, he had just entered the store five minutes ago, and before he could figure out the ins and outs of this turmoil, he saw Chang Zhaowen pour wheat into the flour grinder and turn on the switch.

New wheat is not suitable for direct grinding because of the high water content, the yield is very low, and the color is not white, and the quality is not good. Wheat is usually exposed to the sun for 1 week, stored in the warehouse for 2-3 months, and then can be used for grinding. And Chang Zhaowen obviously doesn't know this.

The machine soon stopped, and Chang placed a stainless steel basin under the flour mill, ready to fill the flour.

"It's strange that you can use that wheat to make flour that you can use!" Zeng Dazhong laughed, others may not know, he and Chang Zhaowen are very close, as soon as the brown paper bag is opened, Zeng Dazhong smells the fresh fragrance of wheat. This is definitely an excellent new wheat, and if left for a while, it will definitely produce excellent white noodles. It's a pity that I met a person who didn't understand anything, and I wasted good materials in vain.

But no one knows that the wheat in the text farm does not need to be exposed to the sun and dehydrated. A pile of white, wheat-scented flour quickly filled the basin.

How is this possible?!

The two most surprised people at the scene were Ji Fei and Zeng Dazhong, but the former seemed unexpectedly surprised, while the latter was very disappointed.

"Hmph, even if the flour is fine, so what? The judges are not interested in your white noodles at all!" Zeng Dazhong slammed a smooth golden dough on the board and began the process of pressing the dough.

Chang Zhaowen over there also poured warm water into the white flour and began to stir the dough.

"Master," Takeo whispered into Chang Zhaowen's ear, "We can add some eggs, so that the noodles are stronger." ”

Do you think I don't want to? If I can use eggs, I don't even want to put a drop of water! But now I only get the most basic recipe for [handmade noodles] with water, okay? The recipe for egg noodles hasn't come out yet! Chang Zhaowen has run over a million grasses and ni horses in his heart, but he still maintains a calm smile: "It's okay, I can still win with ordinary white noodles!"

If you really don't die, you won't die! This kid is really bent on running on the road to losing! Zeng Dazhong glanced at Chang Zhaowen with slanted eyes, and this kid personally cut off the only trace of his possibility of winning.