"Hey! Does this woman have a grudge against that side? ”

"yes, I've never seen such a face-to-face."

People were confused by Shu Jin's movements.

Some people say that Shu Jin is playing tricks, but some people say that there must be a deep meaning in doing this. Of course, people who think she has a deep meaning have some experience in eating pasta.

No matter what people say, Shu Jin's move has successfully attracted everyone's attention. Even the people in the private room couldn't help but run out, and they stood upstairs watching Shu Jin's strange movements.

As for Shu Jin, she has been focusing on the piece of noodles in her hand. Other people's attention, discussions, speculations, and contempt have nothing to do with her. It seems that there is only her in the world now, and there is only this piece of noodles in her hand.

I don't know how many times I repeated this, but I saw Shu Jin's hands, from the beginning they were covered with flour, to now, they are completely clean. Whether it is the palm of the hand, the back of the hand, or the fingers, there is not a trace of surface left. After Shu Jin beat and kneaded the dough for the last time, she looked sideways at the little guy who was assigned to her by Shopkeeper Li.

"Bring the water to a boil."

"Huh? Oh! "That little guy was assigned to help from the beginning, but Shu Jin was only assigned a job of lighting the stove and boiling water. So he kept standing aside and watching Shu Jin fall and hit the noodles.

When Shu Jin spoke to him, he almost didn't react. I was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly went to look at the water in the pot.

Shu Jin took advantage of the time when the water was boiling, and she had already asked the little maid to heat another pot, while she herself picked a thin and sharp knife to cut some shredded beef and vegetables.

The action of chopping vegetables, no matter who looks at the lively cook, can't find fault.

As soon as the so-called connoisseur makes a move, he will know if there is one. Although Shu Jin is now compared to Master Luo to making noodles, it can be regarded as a white case. However, looking at her meat-cutting action, these cooks know that this woman is probably not only good at white cases.

The water was boiling, and the little maid hurriedly reported to Shu Jin: "Uh, this, this lady, the water is rolling." ”

Shu Jin nodded when he heard this, and then, everyone saw a scene that made people even more uncomfortable.

The piece of noodles that had been beaten by Shu Jin before was put on the board by Shu Jin, and after the water boiled, Shu Jin kneaded it again, and then finally kneaded it into a circle. Then, Shu Jin's hand passed through the middle of the dough, instantly turning a whole piece of dough into a big circle, and when the thickness was right, he broke the dough into a length of about a foot.

Next, Shu Jin sprinkled flour on the board, picked up a long strip, and strained his hands. That side seemed to be suddenly infused with infinite elasticity, and it was stretched by Shu Jin to the point that it was as long as her arms were spread and continuous!

Everyone was surprised, but they didn't expect that it was not over yet! Shu Jin put the two ends of the noodles in his right hand, hooked the middle of the noodles with the index finger of his left hand, and with a strong force with both hands, the noodles were stretched again, and the original two became four.

A few times, the long noodles that were originally two fingers thick were turned into a handful of noodles that were not much thicker than a hair by Shu Jin in an instant, and during this period, the noodles not only did not stick together, but also did not break!

"Miraculous!" I don't know who said that.

What followed was the applause of the room.

Those who used to be sarcastic have long forgotten what they just said, and now they are in a hurry.

"Oh, this brother, your lady is so amazing!"

Chai Yanfeng was sitting in a wheelchair, and he was also amazed by Shu Jin's craftsmanship, so he was patted on the shoulder by a person next to him and said this.

He was stunned, smiled politely, and said a few polite words. But I said in my heart: It's the first time I've seen it, okay?

And Shopkeeper Li was also amazed at this time, and he couldn't help but look up at the third floor. Unfortunately, the door to the private room on the third floor was not opened. He had to lower his head again and continue to look.

Shu Jin finished stretching a handful of noodles, pulled off the pieces of noodles on the noodle head, and threw the noodles into the boiling water.

Then I went to pull another piece. Although she had already seen it once, when she quickly rolled a handful of noodles again, everyone couldn't help but marvel.

Shu Jin instructed the little servant to scoop up the noodles and put them in a bowl, and then put the freshly rolled noodles into the pot.

After doing this several times, soon, the twelve bowls of noodles were already out of the pot.

The next thing is very simple for Shu Jin: heat the oil in the pot, stir-fry the shredded beef, then add the boiled noodles and vegetables, stir-fry, and then put them out of the pot and put them on the plate.

These processes, which have little technical content for Shu Jin, are different in the eyes of everyone.

This time it was bulkier and heavier than the tried cauldron, and it didn't have handles, except that there were two "ears" at each end of the pot for moving the pot.

With such a pot, Shu Jin naturally couldn't do "upside down", fortunately, at this time, for the sake of competition, the pots taken out were not fixed on the stove. Shu Jin used a burlap cloth to pad the ears of the pot at one end, and from time to time he slid the pot on the fire to let the noodles flip in the pot.

When everyone saw Shu Jin stir-frying beef, and there was a fire in the pot, they couldn't help but scream. But Shu Jin's hand moved, the frying spoon was flipped, and the fire was extinguished. The crowd was thrilled and shouted incessantly, as if they had watched a trick.

By the time Shu Jin's twelve plates of noodles come out of the pot, no matter whether Shu Jin's noodles are delicious or not, the momentum of this first dish is already impressive.

It almost amazed everyone from beginning to end!

A guy neatly brought the hot noodles to the judge's table.

The judgment of the private room was not seen, but several judges in the lobby held chopsticks and looked at the plate of noodles in front of them curiously with everyone in the lobby.

It's hot, but there's no soup, so I'm afraid it can't be called a soup cake, right?

"What do you want to call this?" Someone asked Shu Jin curiously.

Hearing this, Shu Jin raised his head and said clearly: "This is fried noodles." ”

"Chow mein? Well, that's a fitting name! One of the judges listened, nodded, and then took a bite with his chopsticks and put it in his mouth. The other judges saw it and began to taste their own share. As they ate, they all showed expressions of amazement, and without speaking, they saw all kinds of envy, jealousy and hatred from the people watching the excitement behind them.

Why are my hands so smelly, and I didn't smoke the red-tailed bamboo chopsticks!

Shu Jin's first dish is considered to be completed, but Master Luo, who started it before her, did not complete a "soup cake" until this time. Master Luo's soup cakes were also sent to the judges by the little guys.

The judges are all randomly selected diners, and of course they are not professional food judges. To put it bluntly, most of them are still here to eat. Shu Jin's noodles are smooth and strong, full of flavor, and there are dishes and meat, which is a taste they have never touched. As soon as this fried noodles came up, some people couldn't help it and ate a few more bites.

When Master Luo's noodles were delivered, some people even solved half a plate of "fried noodles".

When these people look at Master Luo's "soup cake" with clear soup and little water, don't say that these people are not hungry in the first place, but only look at their appearances, psychologically, everyone thinks that it must not be delicious. (To be continued.) )