Qin Yu, who was preparing the noodles, didn't know what Qin Keke was thinking at the moment, shook his head and said, "The ingredients for making longevity noodles are all here, give me ten minutes to ensure that your eyes will shine." ”

Seeing Qin Yu pour out the flour and add water to it, Qin Keke asked suspiciously, "Do you want to make noodles yourself?" There should still be good longevity noodles in the freezer. ”

"I've seen it, and the longevity noodles I made before were too thin, and if they were left for a little longer after cooking, the noodles would soften and become mushy, so I had to use noodles with thicker diameters." Qin Yu said without turning his head.

After being criticized, Bai Qiang finally sobered up from the shock, he couldn't believe that Qin Keke, who had always been kind to him, would say heavy things to him, and not in private, but to express his dissatisfaction with him in public and question his cooking skills.

Feeling the gloating eyes of the other cooks, Bai Qiang's face changed for a while, and he felt that he had been humiliated, since he followed the master into the restaurant to work, it has been four or five years, and it is the first time that he has lost face like this.

Walking to Qin Keke's side, Bai Qiang said angrily: "Miss Coco, I cook longevity noodles according to the conventional cooking method, although my cooking skills are not as good as Master, but I can pat my chest and say, even if Master personally cooks today, the longevity noodles I make may not be much better than me!" ”

"After the noodles are cooked, they have to be eaten by the customers at the end, and it is useless to say anything if the customers are not satisfied." Qin Keke stared at him expressionlessly and said: "The cooking process is dead, but people are alive, as a chef, you must know how to live and learn, your longevity noodles just come out of the pot are indeed both beautiful and fragrant, but haven't you ever thought that the noodles just out of the pot are too hot to eat, and they are almost sticky with mud after they are cold!" ”

"I ......"

Bai Qiang's expression froze, and after such a reminder, he remembered that he had made too much abalone steak on weekdays, and he hadn't made longevity noodles for too long, so he blindly cooked according to experience, ignoring the details.

The simpler the dish, the higher the requirements for details, because there are few production processes, and problems in one process will have a serious impact on the whole dish, and it is difficult to make up for it with other processes.

Don't look at it as just a simple bowl of longevity noodles, the selection of ingredients and heat is extremely exquisite, from the beginning, Bai Qiang was wrong to choose thin noodles to make longevity noodles.

With a blue and white face, Bai Qiang was still unwilling to point at Qin Yu and said, "Since Miss Coco thinks that my cooking skills are not good, then dare to ask where did this chef come from?" ”

Glancing at Bai Qiang, Qin Keke said lightly: "He is not a chef, he is my classmate, the guest is dissatisfied with the longevity noodles you made, so I had to ask my classmate to save the scene." ”

"Hehe, I can't make longevity noodles, you can do better than me by casually calling a classmate?" Bai Qiang smiled coldly, and said in an arrogant tone: "I started learning cooking at the age of fifteen, and it has been exactly ten years now, I don't know how many years your classmate has studied?" ”

Seeing Bai Qiang talking about aiming the gun at himself, Qin Yu turned his head, the corners of his mouth curved a little, and he said with a smile: "I haven't learned cooking systematically, but it's better than some people, I can't even cook a bowl of longevity noodles after ten years of learning, it's sad and lamentable!" ”

"You ......"

How could Bai Qiang not be able to hear Qin Yu's ridicule, his expression was even more embarrassed, and he wanted to get back on the field, but the next second he was stunned.

I saw Qin Yu tossing the dough high, and his palm quickly slapped the dough at a speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, and the sound of popping was endless.

Without waiting for the dough to fall on the board, Qin Yu held it up with his right hand, shook his wrist easily, threw the dough into the air again, and repeated the previous slapping action.

"This ...... Is this in the noodles? ”

Everyone present was dumbfounded, it was the first time in their lives that they had seen this kind of face-making technique.

After slapping seven or eight times, the dough fell on the flour-covered board with a snap, and Qin Yu began to knead left and right according to the dough mixing technique taught by Shopkeeper Liu.

This set of techniques is the Liu shopkeeper summing up thousands of years of experience, self-created "gossip and face method", which contains the true meaning of gossip, soft with rigid, rigid with soft, yin and yang complementary.

In the eyes of Qin Keke and others, Qin Yu doesn't seem to be making a face, but more like playing a kind of boxing similar to Taijiquan, with movements sometimes as fast as the wind, sometimes as slow as a snail, giving people an unfathomable feeling.

"Give it to me!"

With a loud shout, Qin Yu's palms slapped heavily on the board, and the dough was bounced up more than a meter high by the force of the shock.

Qin Yu's eyes were quick, he grabbed a handful of flour and sprinkled it, and threw more than ten punches in the air, the force was controlled just right, which could not only beat the dough into a deep depression, but also would not fly out.

"Changing to Wing Chun?"

Everyone was deeply attracted by Qin Yu's boxing skills, and they couldn't count how many punches he made, and they could only see a string of afterimages.

While hitting the dough, Qin Yu's pace moved slightly, and he hammered at 360 degrees in all directions without dead ends.

"Bang!"

The dough that had been ravaged finally fell, and the flour on the board shook up a layer of white mist, and Qin Yu changed back to the Tai Chi style, either kneading or kneading or pressing or pinching, which made everyone dizzy.

"Huh......" exhaled a long breath, Qin Yu made a calming gesture, and said softly: "Finish, the peace is over." ”

Although he couldn't get enough of it, Bai Qiang still said stiffly: "You think the noodles are acrobatics, what's the use of putting on so many tricks?" ”

"Just because you don't see it is useful doesn't mean it doesn't work." Qin Yu replied lightly.

Next is ramen, and there was originally another resting step, but it had to be omitted because of the urgency.

Qin Yu's ramen method is different from ordinary handmade noodle making, longevity noodles pay attention to the meaning of auspiciousness, the key lies in the word "longevity", he wants to make a bowl of longevity noodles only one, the meaning is that the life is as long as noodles.

Kneading the dough into long strips, Qin Yu grabbed the two ends and turned on his show-off mode.

Five minutes later, a section of noodles with a total length of 1.5 meters, about 1 millimeter in diameter, and a uniform thickness, comparable to that made by a machine, was presented to everyone.

Looking at the elastic noodles, Qin Keke was dumbfounded, and a very wonderful feeling arose, as if Qin Yu was not showing cooking skills, but pleasing art!

"Awesome!" A helper in a chef's uniform exclaimed: "The little brother is from a culinary family, and he can't practice this skill in a few years." ”

"You're wrong, I used to work as a summer job in a snack bar, and I learned it by looking at it."

Qin Yu smiled and put the noodles into the pot, grabbed a peeled carrot with the other hand, and used a kitchen knife to remove the head and tail, leaving the middle part, and cut it blindly.

"Yo he, blind cut, I'll give ninety-nine points for this forced pretend, and I'm afraid you'll be proud of it."

Bai Qiang walked over with a smile, planning to take the opportunity to tease a few words, but he couldn't laugh in the next second, and the words he wanted to say were blocked in his throat, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

Qin Yu's eyes were focused on the pot, but there was no mistake in the movements of his hands, a piece of carrot first turned into slices, and then cut into shreds from slices.

"This knife work is absolutely amazing!"

"I'll go, little brother, if you go to work in the restaurant, I will definitely lose my job."

"Tsk, today is an eye-opener."

All the chefs gathered around the board to observe, one by one expressed their heartfelt admiration, Bai Qiangtie blushed and pinched a shredded carrot, if he didn't use blind cutting, he could cut the carrot like this, but blind cutting and ordinary cutting are two concepts, and the two are not at the same level.

Qin Keke's eyes when she looked at Qin Yu completely changed, and she was impressed by the knife skills he displayed, and she felt more and more that Qin Yu was different from ordinary college students, just like a man like a mystery.

She has seen the blind cutting of the chef of the restaurant, and the technique is comparable to that of Qin Yu, but Qin Yu is still turning the noodles in the pot with chopsticks in one hand while blind cutting, which is equivalent to using two hearts, which is more difficult than ordinary blind cutting.

Seeing that the heat is almost over, pour the chopped carrots and shiitake mushrooms into the pot and simmer, add a little seasoning, and after a while, the fragrant longevity noodles come out of the pot.

After filling the noodles in a bowl, Qin Yu did not rush to take them away, but put the noodles in the water with the bowl in the water, which had the effect of quickly cooling down, and they could be eaten directly when they were taken to the private room after a while.

The limelight that originally belonged to him was snatched away, Bai Qiang was full of displeasure, and he didn't dare to vent his anger in public, standing aside and looking at Qin Yu's back viciously.

Carrying the freshly cooked noodles to the private room, as soon as he walked to the door, everyone's eyes turned to the bowl of noodles in Qin Yu's hand.

"Mom and Dad, this is Qin Yu's longevity noodles." Qin Keke whispered beside Qin's father and Qin's mother.

They don't know how Qin Yu's cooking skills are, and now the Wang family is angry, so they can only use a dead horse as a live horse doctor, and take a bowl of longevity noodles on top first.

"Grandma, the noodles are no longer hot, you can try the taste." Qin Yu put the noodles in front of Old Lady Wang.

The old man lowered his head and tried to take a bite, the whole person suddenly froze, and then he looked excited, and said several words of "delicious" in very non-standard Mandarin.

Wang Bin and Wang Yunyun watched the old mother eat noodles in a big gulp, their eyes were full of surprise, since they had stomach problems, the amount of food in the old man's family has been greatly reduced, and it has been a long time since they have seen her eat so deliciously.

"Mom, eat slowly, don't choke." Wang Bin patted the old lady Wang lightly on the back.

A bowl of noodles was eaten in less than two or three minutes, and the old lady had a satisfied smile on her face, she didn't speak Mandarin well, but she just thanked Qin Yu vigorously.

Smiling slightly, Qin Yu approached and said, "It's good if grandma likes it." ”

"Mom, longevity noodles are really that delicious?" Wang Yunyun glanced at the empty bowl, there was not much soup left in it, and couldn't help swallowing.

When the longevity noodles were brought to the table, the tangy aroma made her mouth full of relish, and she was embarrassed to bring it up because of her face, she was the wife of the section chief, and she couldn't let people see the joke.

"Delicious...... It's delicious! The old lady nodded again and again, full of praise for the longevity noodles made by Qin Yu.

A seven or eight-year-old boy sitting next to Wang Yunyun shouted: "Grandma, grandma, Tongtong also wants to eat noodles." ”

"Didn't you hear my son want to eat noodles?" Seeing that Qin Yu didn't react, Wang Yunyun shouted angrily: "What are you doing here, go cook noodles!" ”

The eyelids were picked, and a wave of anger rushed straight to Qin Yu's head, this is especially to call himself as a minion, not to mention that he is not a restaurant chef, even she should not speak with this attitude.