Wen Ya gave an idea to sing first.

Wouldn't it be much more convenient for them to find the connector person, but wouldn't it be much more convenient for the connector to find them?

Tang Mu thought it was a good idea.

So as he walked through Chinatown, he began to sing as well.

Hee-he

Hee-he

Hee-he

Hee-he

After Tang Mu started singing, he quickly attracted the attention of some Chinese in Chinatown.

And soon, these Chinese all sang along with Tang Mu:

Please take mine and send it back to me

I'll spit out if I eat mine

The record inside the shining red star

It becomes the dialogue at this time

If you owe me, I will make it back

If you steal mine, give it to me

These Chinese sing quite well, and when you hear it, you know that you have heard it before, and you can hum two sentences along with it.

Seeing so many Chinese people humming along, Tang Mu and Wen Ya were very excited, they didn't expect their Divine Comedy to be so popular in Chinatown.

Of course, the most important thing is that the momentum is up, and the people who are connected with them should also appear after seeing them, right?

They were still walking in the streets, and the sound of laughter came from the streets, interspersed with a few laughs.

But they went all the way, except that more and more people came out to sing with them, there was no so-called connector.

Tang Mu was speechless.

He stopped abruptly and asked, "Is there anyone who is our connector?" ”

There was no one to answer, Tang Mu could only ask these people one by one, but none of these people were connectors.

When asked about a person who was very excited about singing just now, Tang Mu didn't have any hope.

If this person is a connector, then he should have admitted it just now, right?

"Are you our connector?" Tang Mu asked weakly.

The man suddenly showed a strange smile.

"Yes, I'm your connector."

The person laughed, but Tang Mu was even more speechless, it was the connector who didn't connect with them, but sang along, isn't this playing with them?

Tang Mu made a look of wanting to teach people a lesson, but he showed helplessness again, and everyone who watched laughed.

Of course, Tang Mu can't teach people, it's just a show, everything is just for the effect of the show.

After connecting with the connector, they were led into the jointer's noodle restaurant, which was a ramen restaurant, and when they came in, there were a lot of diners inside, and it was obvious that the business was very good.

The arrival of Tang Mu and Wen Ya and others did not cause a big sensation, perhaps, these Chinese people have heard Tang Mu or Wen Ya's songs, but they are not familiar with Tang Mu and Wen Ya.

After coming to the back kitchen, the people in the program team introduced some connectors.

"His name is Liao Fei, and he is the 26th generation of Chinese ramen, and he came here as a food exchange between China and Thailand."

"Food exchange?" Tang Mu didn't know much about these situations, and he was surprised to hear about the food and exchanges.

"Yes, the food of the world can be said to be very rich, and our Chinese cuisine is the richest of all the countries in the world.

Food is ever-changing, even if a person cooks a dish for a lifetime, every time he makes it, the taste will be different.

Moreover, different ingredients in a dish will also produce different effects.

It can be said that there is no fixed form of food, so it is of great significance to carry out some exchanges for the improvement and innovation of some cuisines.

After Tang Mu and Wen Ya understood, they couldn't help but admire these people who were keen on food, just for the sake of food exchanges, they had to stay away from home, so that people were really obsessed with one thing to do so.

"Master Liao is really amazing, but I don't know what our mission is?"

"Your task is simple, make two bowls of ramen, and if the two people sitting outside at the window approve of your ramen, then you've done your job, and I'll take you to a nice dinner."

Liao Fei explained the situation, and Wen Ya suddenly showed a bitter face, although she is a woman, she is not a housewife, cooking? She hadn't even picked up a spoon, so what would she do?

And she knew that ramen noodles didn't use any tools, it all relied on a pair of hands, she had seen other people make ramen, and she was shocked at the time, how could a piece of dough become a slender and long ramen when pulled by these people?

It was an amazing process, and she couldn't figure it out.

If you don't understand what's going on, you don't know how to do it.

Therefore, Wen Ya could only cast a look at Tang Mu for help.

"Do you know how to make ramen?" She knew that Tang Mu had learned a lot of dishes in order to take care of Duoduo in recent years, and she had also tasted Tang Mu's craftsmanship, although she was not as good as the chef, she still tasted very good.

Ramen, she hoped that Tang Mu would know.

But Tang Mu shook his head: "I really don't know this, I've never done it with my hands, isn't there a ramen machine that sells now, put the noodles in, and come out is ramen, I've always used that to make it." ”

Wen Ya's face became more and more bitter, and Liao Fei smiled: "That kind of machine is indeed very popular, but if you want to eat the most authentic ramen, you have to use your hands to beat it thousands of times, and the ramen that comes out of this way will be more powerful and taste better." ”

As he spoke, Liao Fei brought a piece of dough.

"I'll show you first, and you'll learn later."

A piece of dough was in Liao Fei's hand, and he kept patting the piece of dough on the board, and twisted it after pulling it open, so that the whole dough felt a little ******, so that he didn't start pulling until the piece of dough was almost usable.

After he pulled a noodle stick, it immediately became a thick ramen, but it wasn't over yet, he continued to pull until the whole ramen was very thin, and then finally stopped.

Wen Ya and Tang Mu were simply amazed when they watched the whole process.

"It's amazing, it's amazing." Wen Ya praised again and again, and Tang Mu asked curiously: "How thin is this ramen, it looks almost like a hair." ”

Liao Fei was a little proud: "It's almost like a hair, and there is no time, otherwise I can pull it thinner than a hair, this kind of thing, the finer it is, the easier it is for the soup to taste, as long as it is strong enough, it is a good ramen." ”

"Okay, I've already demonstrated, you guys start learning, remember, the two guests in front of you are satisfied, and the task is complete."

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(End of chapter)