"I wonder if you're ready?" Duhan asked. Yan Mo and the others glanced at each other, then nodded. "Then the timer begins."

As soon as Du Han's words fell, the two of them moved, first they poured the flour on the board together, and then they cooked differently. Yan Fei poured some alkaline water and eggs into the noodles, and then Yan Fei took a horse step, did Tai Chi starting pose, landed on the flour with both hands, drew a Tai Chi pattern, and followed Yan Fei according to the Tai Chi boxing formulas, squeezing, pressing, picking, squeezing, pressing, picking, elbowing, leaning, advancing, retreating, Gu, Pan, Ding, etc. Seeing that the other party was working so hard, Mo Shaoyou also stepped up the movements in his hands, he didn't put a drop of water in the flour, just simply used eggs to make noodles, his way of making noodles was much more violent than Yan Fei's, Mo Shaoyou clenched his fists with both hands and violently beat the dough, such a big movement suddenly attracted everyone's attention from Yan Fei's side to himself, and at the same time, Yan Fei also looked up at Mo Shaoyou, "Use your fists and strength to make the dough strong, Mo Shaoyou really has a hand." Yan Fei withdrew his gaze and continued to deal with the dough in front of him.

The dough was quickly reconciled by the two, and the two doughs, one white and one yellow, were surprising enough at the noodle stage, and I don't know how the two would behave when making noodles.

During the time they were awake, the two made soup and ingredients. Mo Shaoyou made a deep pot on the stove, and then put the pork, pork bones, beef bones, whole chicken, fish bones and many other materials he took from the warehouse into it. But Yan Fei couldn't help but be secretly taken aback when he saw the materials released by Mo Shaoyou, could it be that Nan Chef Immortal had already passed on the mastery at the bottom of the box to this kid? Looking at his method of hanging the soup, it is obvious that Nan Chu Xian's world-famous 'gathering of immortals', but after a closer look, Yan Fei knows a thing or two, this Mo Shaoyou probably relied on his superhuman memory and talent for cooking to forcibly restore Nan Chu Xian's stunt, just by virtue of this Mo Shaoyou can be called a genius, but if anyone can restore his old man's stunt, then wouldn't everyone become a chef and a chef fairy.

Compared with Mo Shaoyou, Yan Fei didn't cook such a luxurious soup, but just silently boiled a pot of boiling water, and put a sufficient amount of chicken breast and home-cooked seasonings that couldn't be used at home.

Mo Shaoyou, who had just finished stirring the ingredients in the pot, couldn't help but wonder if this person was a member of the Beichu God family when he saw that Yan Fei was doing it so usually, and the noodles made by the descendants of the dignified kitchen gods were only paired with such homely ingredients, which would definitely make people laugh when he said it, but Chong He just used Tai Chi to make noodles, which shows that he is indeed a member of the Beichu Yan family, but what is he going to do, what kind of dishes will he make to compete with my group of immortals.

Du Han, who was watching the battle on the side, gradually let go of the heart he was carrying when he saw Yan Fei using Tai Chi to make noodles, but when he saw Yan Fei's side dishes so bland, a trace of cold sweat oozed from Du Han's forehead, he didn't understand what this little brother was going to do, could it be that Yan Fei had already had the idea of quitting the cooking world, or did he know that he was invincible Mo Shaoyou, and it was better to make Taoist noodles casually than to be hard.

Yan Fei didn't care about the pointing and pointing of the visitors, he still buried himself in his own business, he made a large basin, poured all the sesame sauce he got from the warehouse into it, and then he put in salt, sugar, white vinegar, water, and seasonings again, Yan Fei picked up a rolling pin and began to unravel the sesame sauce, Du Han and Mo Shaoyou saw him doing this and knew that Yan Fei was going to make cold noodles, but everyone knows that no matter how delicious cold noodles are, they are not as rich as the taste of soup noodles, and the main noodle restaurants on the market are soup noodles, Noodle soup is popular in all seasons, but cold noodles usually only sell well in the summer, and although it's just September, cold noodles are popular, but if you want to catch a diner's stomach, you have to have a rich soup, delicious side dishes, and a strong texture.

Is it such an obvious truth Yan Fei doesn't know, of course not, compared to the popular noodle soup in the four seasons, in this hot season or a bowl of refreshing cold noodles will make people more appetizing, Yan Fei since he was young and went out with his grandfather to try his cooking skills, he set a rule for himself, and will not go to others to compete because of winning or losing, chefs are cooking for people, it is to make people feel full and happy, those who go to chase fame and fortune have forgotten why they chose the chef industry in the first place. The original flavor of tofu Yanfei made before is to remind the world not to forget the original intention, and he himself has been sticking to this road, but don't think that Yanfei is just ordinary cold noodles, the real finishing touch has just begun.

The sesame sauce was solved, Yan Fei started another wok, poured rapeseed oil into the pot, the oil temperature gradually increased, Yan Fei poured the green onions, ginger, garlic and some daily seasonings into the oil pot, and at the same time turned down the stove, stuffy for about five minutes, Yan Fei opened the lid of the pot, and then skimmed out the seasonings in the pot with a colander, and then he turned the stove to the most vigorous, and suddenly the fire snakes in the stove flew, and soon the oil in the oil pot smoked, Yan Fei stared at the oil surface, and the oil surface was just a little blistering, Yan Fei poured the chili powder and pepper prepared before, and suddenly the fragrance of chili oil filled the air, and the people who watched the competition talked about the taste of this chili oil, but Du Han was completely stupid, and large beads of sweat flowed down his head, as the owner of a restaurant that has been running for so many years, the most important thing about a bowl of cold noodles is this chili oil in addition to good noodles, but the chili oil Du Han made by Yan Fei smells very ordinary, and even he feels that this chili oil is not as good as the master in his store. Could it be that Yan Fei wants to use this to compete, alas, it seems that he thinks highly of him.

But Mo Shaoyou smelled the smell of chili oil but was stunned, because he smelled the unusual in the oil, it was a very peculiar taste, I have heard that the homemade seasoning and cooking skills of the North Kitchen God are unique, it seems that this Yan Fei has been passed on by his own family, no wonder he dares to use cold noodles to compete with my group of immortals.

Yan Fei still didn't pay attention to other people's discussions, he first poured the red oil into the container, and then tore the boiled chicken breast into shreds, if the discerning person saw it, he would be amazed by Yan Fei's stunt, each torn chicken shredded is equal in length and thickness, if it is weighed, it must be the same weight, what kind of kung fu does this have. After all the ingredients were ready, Yan Fei walked back to the panel. Those who were still immersed in the aroma of chili oil hurriedly cheered up when they saw this scene, because Yan Fei was about to make noodles, and they didn't know what visual enjoyment he would bring to these people at this step.

Yan Fei grabbed the two ends of the noodles with both hands, first slammed it and then smashed it on the panel, then smashed it again and then smashed it again, and someone in the crowd next to him laughed: "Is this guy going to make noodles like this, you want to come one by one, and when you pull it out, we will all starve to death." The others laughed out loud after hearing this, Yan Fei didn't pay attention to it, still smashed, and suddenly Yan Fei shook the noodles into the air, and then took the right hand, the left hand was low, and the whole noodles circled around Yan Fei, and then it was the time for Yan Fei to perform, only to see that the noodles were first one and then changed to two or two to four or four to eight, and more and more, at this time, it was like a piece of silk wrapping Yan Fei in the middle, all the noodles flew up and down, and they were flying all over the sky like a fairy's streamer, The person who was laughing at Yan Fei just now was already able to put an egg in his mouth at this time, Mo Shaoyou exclaimed: "Nine Heavens Xuannu Drama World" Yan Fei heard him shout out his method of stretching his dough, not only did he not panic, but just smiled indifferently, "Fairy descends to earth" With Yan Fei's shout, the white ribbon floated into the pot.

Mo Shaoyou looked at Yan Fei blankly, he didn't expect Yan Fei to be able to use such a trick at a young age, it seems that he is going to lose this time. Just now when Yan Fei was dealing with the seasoning and side dishes, Mo Shaoyou had already started to make noodles, but he didn't pull noodles like Yan Fei, Mo Shaoyou thought that the key to a bowl of noodles was its soup, as long as my soup was good and the noodles were elastic, as long as the technique of making noodles was casual, so the dough was put into the noodle machine.

The meat cooked in the 'Gathering of Immortals' was already ripe, and Mo Shaoyou fried the meat first, and then slice it for later use.

The noodles of the two came out of the pot almost at the same time, Yan Fei passed the prepared noodles through ice water several times, then put them on a plate, poured sesame sauce on the noodles and put the shredded chicken shreds, and finally poured Yan Fei's secret chili oil; Mo Shaoyou is much simpler, divide the noodles and put the side dishes and meat. Since Mo Shaoyou was a guest, Du Han brought the fairy noodles to the table first, and the guests who ate the noodles made an intoxicated voice: "Ah, what kind of soup is this, it's delicious." Some gourmets also praised it: "The soup is delicious, with the thickness of pork and beef bones, the aroma of chicken, and the sweetness of seafood, this soup is amazing." Mo Shaoyou smiled proudly after hearing this, but Yan Fei listened to these people's words, not only was his face expressionless, but finally shook his head gently. Du Han asked the waiter to bring the cold noodles of Yan Fei's cuisine to the table, this time the diners did not praise or be dissatisfied after eating the noodles, but saw them standing there in a daze, and after a while someone said: "I didn't expect such thin noodles to be so elastic." "This side doesn't look like it tastes good, how can it be so delicious." Du Han was also curious about what the noodles made by his brother tasted, picked up a bowl and tasted a few bites, and then he couldn't stop, and finally there was not even half a drop of soup left in the bowl, Du Han turned to Yan Fei and said, "Brother, this noodles are absolutely amazing." ”