"Chongqing noodles? What's there to eat, isn't it just noodles? Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info" In the dormitory, Guo Shaofeng's face suddenly fell, although he had never eaten Chongqing noodles, but he knew that it was a small catering portal that had just started business recently, and it was opened in the form of fast food, and it was said that the business was not bad, but just this one word made Guo Shaofeng lose his appetite in an instant.

"What's wrong with Chongqing noodles? If you haven't eaten it, I'm sure if you did, you wouldn't say that. Wang Ming rolled his eyes and said to Guo Shaofeng, and as his voice fell, Guo Shaofeng pursed his lips and shrugged his shoulders to show that he was not interested.

"Then listen to Wang Ming, let's go eat Chongqing noodles, I haven't eaten them either, I don't know how it tastes, but since it is a delicacy recommended by Wang Ming, I think the taste should not be bad." Guo Shaohua said with a smile, and after looking at the time, he sat up from the bed.

"Let's go, this day flies so fast, it's almost eight o'clock again, and I'm hungry when I talk about eating." Guo Shaohua spoke again, while Wang Ming nodded, looking at Guo Shaofeng, who was a little sullen on the side, the two looked at each other and smiled, and walked out.

The night view of the imperial capital is very beautiful, in the flashing neon lights, the bustling commercial street is rendered beautifully, at more than eight o'clock in the evening, in addition to all kinds of stores are still open normally, many small traders are also active, all kinds of noisy selling sounds mixed with the aroma, constantly resounding.

Chongqing Xiaomian shop is still some distance away from the headquarters of the Cooking Association, the three of them walked in front, constantly looking at the small vendors on the left and right, the night scene of the imperial capital is beautiful, and the night market is not ambiguous, although they are all cheap roadside stalls, but the taste is very strong.

"Brother, Wang Ming, Xinjiang barbecue, this is good." Guo Shaofeng's eyes looked at the barbecue stove on the side of the road, the mutton skewers on it were bubbling with oil and gas, and a rich aroma of meat came to his face, covering the wafting smoke, making Guo Shaofeng's eyes glow, and while swallowing saliva, he said to the two of them.

"If you want to eat, go yourself." Guo Shaohua rolled his eyes, said without looking back, and as his voice fell, Guo Shaofeng made a bitter face and followed silently behind him again.

Barbecue, roasted bread loin, iron plate squid, skewers of incense, along the way, all kinds of fragrant snacks constantly stimulated Guo Shaofeng's sense of smell, making him swallow saliva lightly from time to time, and looked at Wang Ming and eldest brother Guo Shaohua in front of him with some resentment.

Until he walked out of the scope of the snack gathering place, Guo Shaofeng still swept through the dense snack street behind him with some reluctance, and walked forward about 100 meters away again, although it was still prosperous, it was much worse than the scene on the snack street.

This is a noodle restaurant covering an area of more than 50 square meters, although the area is not large, and the decoration inside is very simple, but it is very clean, and the decoration style is also very chic, full of retro atmosphere.

On a large plaque in front of the door, the four words Chongqing Xiaomian look vigorous and powerful, obviously after a lot of design, although there is only one hall, but there are still many diners inside.

After the three of them entered it, they found a vacant seat and sat down, looking at Guo Shaofeng's lack of interest, Wang Ming shook his head with a smile, and walked directly to the position of the bar with Guo Shaohua.

The sign above the bar has pictures of various noodles and small cold dishes, and the corresponding prices are written below, and the two of them ordered a can of braised chicken and pickled pepper and phoenix feet, and then asked for three points of the signature beef noodles, and then sat back down.

"Why do you look sad? Are you going to have a meal? Looking at Guo Shaofeng's resentful look, Guo Shaohua opened his mouth to speak, and as his voice fell, Wang Ming also patted Guo Shaofeng's shoulder.

"If you don't think it tastes good in a while, let's go back and eat barbecue." Wang Ming said with a smile, and Guo Shaohua also shook his head helplessly.

"You, how old are you, why are you still like a child who doesn't grow up." Guo Shaohua's voice fell, and he quickly opened the drink in front of him and pushed it towards Wang Ming and the others.

The speed of Chinese fast food is very fast, not long after, the canned braised chicken and pickled pepper phoenix feet were served up one after another, placed on the small table in front of the three people, the color of the pickled pepper phoenix feet is snow-white and clear, placed in a small porcelain plate, dotted with a few green and red millet spicy, giving people a crisp vision, and the canned stewed chicken, as the name suggests, is packed in the jar, sealed with tin foil.

"Come on, try how this Sichuan-style cold dish tastes." Guo Shaohua opened his mouth to speak, as soon as the voice fell, Guo Shaofeng nodded, for him, the phoenix claws in front of him have become the best food, and Hunan people have a love for the word spicy from the bottom of their bones.

Guo Shaofeng grabbed a phoenix claw that looked snow-white and clear, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it gently, then nodded.

"Fortunately, there is no smell of hydrogen peroxide." Guo Shaofeng opened his mouth and said, as his voice fell, Wang Ming looked at him in some surprise, obviously not expecting Guo Shaofeng to have such a keen sense of smell.

"He used to focus on cold meat, and he is very researched about some dishes of cold meat, and his nose is very sensitive." Guo Shaohua said with a smile, and after Wang Ming nodded, he also picked up a phoenix claw.

"To be able to get this color of the phoenix claw, it must be soaked in hydrogen peroxide for half an hour after cooking, and then put it into the blended pickled pepper juice after the effect of hydrogen peroxide has completely played a role, and after removing all the impurities in the phoenix claw, it will be soaked in water for 12 hours in turn." Guo Shaofeng said again, for the production process of this dish and some details, he has a lot of experience, medical hydrogen peroxide is not edible, but for the sake of the beauty of the food, almost most people will choose to use hydrogen peroxide mixed with a certain amount of water to soak the phoenix claws, not only can make the phoenix claws white and full, but also make its taste more crisp.

However, the biggest drawback of this practice is that after soaking in hydrogen peroxide, at least rinse with running water for more than eight hours in order to maximize the content of hydrogen peroxide, otherwise the hydrogen peroxide remaining in the phoenix feet will not only cause some deviations in the taste of the food, but most importantly, if you eat it for a long time, it will also cause potential safety hazards to human health.

"It's kind of interesting." Looking at Guo Shaofeng's analysis, Wang Ming looked at him seriously for the first time, and said secretly in his heart, he put the snow-white phoenix claw in his hand into his mouth, took a bite, and began to chew.

The meat content on the phoenix feet is very small, mostly composed of skin and tendons, the freshness and spiciness, with the slight sourness and spiciness, mixed with the crispy tendon layer, the fresh and spicy taste produced, let Wang Ming nodded.

"It tastes pretty good, but it's probably worse than what I made." Guo Shaofeng said softly, and then, his eyes fell on the top of the canned stewed chicken, and after opening the mouth of the altar, the yellow-brown canned stewed chicken was revealed.

As a signature cold dish eaten hot and cold, canned stewed chicken also has another name, called cartilage chicken, after a long time of low-heat processing, not only the taste penetrates into it, but even the hard bones are softened synchronously, hence the name.

The stewed chicken in the jar is not big, there is a whole chick inside, it seems to be about a catty, it is compressed in the jar, Wang Ming stretched out the chopsticks, put it in, and picked up a piece of chicken.

The color of the chicken is yellowish-brown, the color is slightly dark, but it exudes a burst of tempeh fragrance, after being put into Wang Ming's mouth, a gentle bite, the chicken almost melts in the mouth, with a rich soy flavor and a fresh and smooth taste, with a slight chewing, even the internal bones, can also chew and move.

The aroma of tempeh and the salty flavor are mixed together to become the flavor of this cartilaginous chicken mix, and the flavor of the chicken is also very strong, and the melt-in-your-mouth texture makes the three of them have an illusion, if it were not for the unique flavor of the chicken left in their mouths, they would all wonder if the meat in this can is chicken after all.

"This dish is more interesting, cold dishes are made hot." Guo Shaofeng also nodded secretly, his heart for this dish is relatively high, and the cold dish is crispy and appetizing, but this cartilage chicken, although it violates the principle of cold dish cooking, brings the three people a different taste enjoyment.

The two small cold dishes were quickly swept away by the three of them, and at this time, the waiter came over with three steaming beef noodles and carefully placed them in front of the three of them one by one.

Each beef noodle is also paired with a small portion of mustard, full of humanized collocation, which makes Wang Ming nod secretly, this kind of mustard is not valuable, but this practice will make many people feel at home.

The soup in the bowl is clear, and the noodles that look like they are full of strength and smoothness soak quietly in the soup, and there are bits of chili oil floating on top, and the beef cut into chunks is set aside, except for a stick of rape that has been cut in the middle.

With the two cold dishes in front of him, Guo Shaofeng's eyes looked at the beef noodles in front of him, and after stirring them with some interest, he picked out some of the round noodles with chopsticks, and the heat wafted up along the big bowl, with the fragrance of beef soup, so that Guo Shaofeng blew the noodles picked up by the chopsticks, carefully put them into his mouth, and after taking a bite, he felt the strong and smooth taste, and his eyes lit up slightly.

"It doesn't seem to be too unpalatable." (To be continued.) )