(Thanks to the encouragement and reward of the pen's words, the unremitting reward of the best friend Yin Song V, and the reward of other book friends, the iron only works hard to code words.) ）

As the host of this party, Xu Haoming has always been a cold bystander, he knows better than anyone else about the temperament and character of Zhu Liuma and the three of them, and it is not once or twice to hear them "dog eat dog", so he didn't care, but left his mind on Lin Yi and the three of them, originally thought that Cao Yidao was the oldest and would age a little, but the envious face made Xu Haoming shake his head, as for the head of the Huang sect, from beginning to end, Xu Haoming felt that this was a shadow, Lin Yi's shadow.

It's a wonderful feeling, Xu Haoming is also a well-informed person, but I don't understand, how can this person surnamed Huang be so "loyal" to Lin Yi, is there any charm for this young man?

Thinking of this, Xu Haoming glanced at Lin Yi again, and happened to see Lin Yi frowning slightly, it was just a very simple fleeting action, but it was infinitely magnified by Xu Haoming.

Who is he despising? Do you despise Lao Zhu's three people? Does he have that kind of contempt?

Maybe, didn't this kid even despise himself in the car? Thinking of this, Xu Haoming became even more interested in Lin Yi.

……

12 o'clock at noon -

A large pot of steaming "nourishing noodles" is placed on a spacious and bright mahogany dining table.

A middle-aged chef dressed in a chef's costume and a top hat, dressed like the "God of Food" in the movie, stands proudly aside, needless to say, this large pot of nourishing noodles is his masterpiece.

In the villa restaurant, headed by Xu Haoming, a large group of people sat around the dining table, each with a celadon bowl in front of them, a pair of brand-new bamboo chopsticks, of course, since the stewed noodles are absolutely indispensable ingredients, a plate of sugar and garlic, a plate of chili oil, a plate of fine salt, and a plate of minced green onions.

The ingredients are very particular, it can be seen that the sugar garlic is the same size, and even the shape of each clove is almost the same, and the pickled ones are hot enough, and when you put them on the plate, you can smell the sweet and sour taste from afar. Chili oil is red and spicy, anyone who likes to eat spicy knows that the more red chili oil, the more flavorful, especially when pouring chili oil on hot noodles, snow white and spicy red, the color alone makes people appetite. Needless to say, the minced monosodium glutamate salt, as for the minced green onion, it is sparsely chopped, and it looks green and lovely, which makes people want to use chopsticks to taste it.

You don't have to be so particular about eating bowl noodles, right? Lin Yi thought to himself.

Cao Yidao said even more heartlessly, "It looks similar to those who eat in big bowls on the street." ”

Looking at Zhu Jianguo's three nouveau riche again, he immediately showed a trace of contempt and disdain, as if he saw an ignorant and ignorant countryman, and poor Lin Yi was also regarded as Cao Yidao's way, and was despised by everyone.

The chef wearing the top hat looked slightly stunned, and seemed a little unhappy, while Zhu Fatzi smiled and said, "Master, don't mind, let's start a few words quickly, we can't wait." After speaking, he straightened his body.

At this time, the appearance of the three nouveau riche was very different from the one they had just argued about, and they actually put on a very sacred expression, as if what they were about to eat was not a stewed noodles, but a prayer for the sacrament.

Lin Yi is a little unaccustomed to it, he is not used to this atmosphere, he doesn't like so many people sitting together, and he is not used to eating bowls of noodles and giving an inexplicable "God of Food" speech first.

The "God of Food" master glanced at everyone with a smile, and although he tried his best to make a gesture of respecting everyone, his eyes were haughty, and he said, "Although the time is a bit rushed, this side is still made." Thanks to Mr. Xu's love and inviting me from the far away county, I must do my best and dare not slack off. ”

"First of all, I personally prepared this braised noodles, the noodles are chewy and strong, not to brag with the big guys, the noodles I pulled out can be directly stretched by ten meters...... The second is this soup. The reason why the nourishing stewed noodles have a taste and are nourishing enough is that all of them come from this soup. As the saying goes, the north is south of the rice, the white rice is short, and if you eat more rice, you will grow as short as a grain of rice, and if you eat more pasta, you will grow as white and beautiful as white noodles. Therefore, in the north, there are many exclusive secrets for making noodle soup, and my hand is passed down from family to family, and it has been passed on to men and women, and it has been passed on for three generations in my generation. ”

"Soup is all about one ingredient and one heat. The ingredients are sufficient, the heat is ready, and the mutton soup made is delicious and sweet, and it is best to use it for noodles and stewed noodles. This time, I will use the secret mutton soup for you. First of all, the mutton I chose was a three-month-old lamb, and from the moment it landed, I fed the old ewes wolfberry, angelica, sheep weed, etc., and stirred these things and fed them to the ewes as forage. When the ewe eats these things, it will give milk, and when the lamb eats these milk-water rich in herbs, it will become a treasure like a medicinal herb......"

"Of course, there are taboos to feed the lamb in this way, one taboo for it to drink water, drinking water can dilute the medicinal effect, the second taboo for it to eat grass, eating grass will be contaminated with the smell of vulgar dust, three taboo for it to get sick, no matter how big or small the disease, even if it sneezes, it is equivalent to failure. Therefore, if you want to raise such a little lamb to make mutton soup, it is already good to be able to succeed in three out of a hundred. ”

"Finally, when it comes to the heat of soup, cooking soup is divided into large, medium and small fire, and there are also open flames, dark flames, blue flames, and purple flames, and I use purple fireworks to make soup. Have you ever heard of Journey to the West Flaming Mountain? That place is in Turpan, and what is burning in that place is purple fireworks, no matter how big or small the fire is, even an immortal like Sun Wukong can't turn it over. Of course, that's a legend, but it's just that this purple flame is poisonous enough, but it's the best way to make soup. Instead of using coal or ordinary wood, you should choose different woods such as osmanthus trees, peony branches, and toon leaves. You ask why, I really can't answer, family secret skills are like this, many times the thoughts and thoughts of the ancestors you and I don't understand. ”

"Well, having said so much, I want to tell everyone that this big pot of braised noodles is not simple, it is not a bargain that those big bowls squat eat on the street, and it is not a vulgar noodle that deceives the world and says that nourishing is actually not at all nourishing. The noodles I made are just four words - real materials! After speaking, he glanced at Cao Yidao fiercely.

The words of the high hat "God of Food" made Cao Yidao embarrassed, and Lin Yi was a little embarrassed, although he didn't say it before, he also felt that this stewed noodles were too loose, but he didn't expect to make a pasta dish with so much effort, it seems that rich people know how to eat, and the food is very connotative. It's just that the three-month-old lamb is pitiful, and it will be slaughtered after eating, Lin Yi sighed.

Lin Yi's gloomy expression was caught by Tang Ling, the only woman at the table, and when everyone was amazed by this incomparably rare stewed noodle feast, Lin Yi's look of pity immediately reminded Tang Ling of the little lamb that was slaughtered. As a woman, her heart is soft, in fact, she has the same mind as Lin Yi, and then she looks at her man next to her, licking his mouth, his eyes are shining, and he can't wait to prepare a slice of mutton to try, and he suddenly feels a little disappointed.

……

Divide the noodles and divide the soup.

Lin Yi said, "I'm not hungry." He pushed the noodles he got to the head of the Huang Sect who didn't say anything.

Huang Jiaotou was not polite, he didn't even say "thank you", he saw that Cao's egg hurt, to be honest, his noodles were not enough to eat.

Not much to say, the next thing is that the big guy eats and drinks nonsense.

In the blink of an eye, a large pot of nourishing stewed noodles is gone.

Xu Haoming didn't let the master go to the next few bowls, but beckoned him to go down and rest, sometimes good things can't be eaten more, it's not that they feel ruined, but things are scarce and expensive, and the food is the same, if there are more, it will be vulgar, and there will be no mystery in the rumors.

Just when everyone was still unsatisfied, as the host, Xu Haoming suddenly clapped his hands and said: "Since everyone is full of wine and food, then let's get down to business, Lao Zhu, Lao Liu, and Lao Ma, hurry up and offer treasures!" ”

Lao Zhu and the three laughed, wiped their mouths happily and threw away the tissues, stood up and said, "We are waiting for your words!" ”

The expression is flamboyant and energetic, as if the nourishing stewed noodles just now are really replenishing.