Chapter Seventy-One: The Making of Noodle Soup
"Where's the water tank here?" The black man pointed inside, there was a large black metal tank standing not far away, Wu Yun walked over and took a look, not long after the bar opened, the water inside was still full.
"Can I start now?" Now that you have enough material, there's no need to waste time. The black man nodded, he didn't have any intention of leaving, but this was also exactly what Wu Yun wanted, in case there was any problem, there was someone who could help.
Wu Yun picked up a box-like container on the board, and then he took out the salad ingredients inside from under the cabinet, he deliberately took one and put it inside, the first task was to test how they tasted, after all, he had never seen these things at all.
He washed them briefly and placed them on the cutting board. The bunny girl didn't know when she appeared behind the man, and the two of them looked at him together with puzzled eyes.
He examined the stove and the two pots on it, one round and one flat, like the Kanoo bar, and he picked up the pot and brought it to the water tank, filling it with a small half pot of water and setting it aside.
There was nothing remarkable about the stove. It's basically very similar to Solu's house. Just use a sprinkler to ignite. It seems that there is no need for the black man's guidance. He lit the stove and put the water on it.
Wu Yun took out his kitchen knife, he quickly cut off a piece of each ingredient, then cut it into small pieces, and threw it into the pot on the stove.
There wasn't much water in the pot, and the fire below was also turned on the maximum, so the water boiled in less than two minutes. He fished out all the small pieces of ingredients and put them in his mouth one by one.
Well, this white one is probably the tuber plant, and the taste is quite soft, so let's treat it as a potato.
This red one rots as soon as it is cooked. It's a bit of a pumpkin.
This green leaf doesn't taste at all, how to say it? But that's fine, anything goes.
This snow-blue is a good thing, it's a little crunchy to chew, and although it doesn't have a spicy taste, it's better to treat you like a turnip.
Wu Yun made full use of the principle of doing what he liked, and simply classified these ingredients that he had seen for the first time.
He was just about to start chopping vegetables, when it occurred to him that as long as these things were cut properly, cooking them would not be a problem, and the noodles he made were really rare in his life. I really don't know how long it will take to clean it up, so it's best to cook the noodles first.
Thinking of this, he opened the cloth bag, carefully picked up all the noodles inside, and gently put them into the pot. The noodles were tumbling in the pot like yellow ribbons in the water. I really don't know how long it will take to cook. The question is, how do you manage this time?
By the way, Wu Yun hurriedly picked up a big bowl on the side of the board and ran to the water tank to scoop a full bowl of water. There are no big containers here, just run again and again. He sighed and poured the water from the bowl into the pot. The boiling water in the pot calmed down suddenly.
After Wu Yun ran back and forth a few times, the black man obviously saw his embarrassment, he turned around and walked out, and after a while, he came back with a bucket full of water.
Wu Yun nodded, so that he could be much more relaxed. He took out a noodle with a soup spoon and put it in his mouth and bit it hard, what he thought was a little simpler, and after taking such a sharp bite, the noodle in his gum was not broken!
He tried his best to bite off this noodle, Wu Yun didn't look at the meaning of it at all, he hardened it to this virtue, and he still used to check whether it was ripe or not? Fortunately, I made the right decision, and if I cook it together, it will be over. Everything else is boiled thinly, and the noodles can't be cooked.
So the repetitive and tedious work of adding water, boiling, adding water, boiling, adding water, began. After about a dozen times of water, the noodles were finally cooked, and the chewiness of the noodles after such repeated boiling could be imagined, and considering that they were going to be eaten by the old man, he had to continue to pass the water a few more times. Seeing that the bucket of water under his feet was gradually bottoming out, he finally had to stop.
Wu Yunzhen didn't expect that it would take half a day to get noodles, not only did there be no fence, not even chopsticks, only a flat shovel and a soup spoon. In fact, Kanu also had this configuration, but he didn't make it himself at the time, so he didn't realize the difficulty of lacking tools at all. Now he had to take it slowly, but the job was really nothing compared to last night's kitchen knife facets.
The noodles were finally finished, and it took more than an hour to cook the noodles alone, which Wu Yun really didn't expect at first, and now he can only hope that he hasn't delayed too much business. Wu Yun wanted to briefly express his apologies, he wanted to take a look at the black man behind him, it didn't matter if he turned around, the passage that was originally used for passing people in the wine rack was now crowded, and a few people were squeezed into the operation room, they saw Wu Yun turn around and hurriedly retreated, and for a while the crowd was chaotic, and there was no trace of the black man at all.
You can't blame these people, the waitress Judy and the bartender Sandy are not in the bar, this situation is okay for a few minutes, but after a long time, everyone can naturally find that something is wrong, there is one person with two people, and when there are not many people, they will be crowded into the operation room. Although they couldn't understand what Wu Yun was doing. But no one had the intention of leaving. So there were more and more people, and finally it became what it is now.
But now Wu Yun can't take care of the melon-eating masses behind. I still have a lot of work to do. He picked out the green leaves and the pumpkin-like ingredients in the remaining salad ingredients on the board, and cut the rest directly, now his knife control ability is already very strong, and now it is not the extremely elastic amoeba skin, with the crisp sound of the kitchen knife hitting the board, the ingredients under the knife instantly become even filaments. Suddenly, there was an exclamation in the distance.
"Your sword skills are the strongest we have here, can you do this?"
"I can't, don't say it's me, I'm afraid the top fighters can't do it,"
There is nothing wrong with that, because everyone knows that knife weapons are classified as melee weapons. If you want to talk about playing this is the second warrior class, no one dares to say first.
"Is it necessary to practice such a knife technique? Is it sick that you cut the enemy so finely? "Someone sees the difference between the two. Immediately pointed out.
"Even then, it's a miracle." Everyone couldn't help but nod in unison, people's abilities are placed there, and it is also a fact that most people can't do it, for this world where strength is supreme, this evaluation is very fair.
"I don't know the power of this trick in battle, but it's definitely useful for us bartenders." After all, it was a person who was mixed with the stove, and the black man Sandy could see the true use of this ability at once.
"It seems that I underestimated this kid, I thought he was Kanu's apprentice." The black man patted his head, "I only now understand what he really meant when he said he didn't want to be with Kanubbi." ”
In the midst of these people's discussions, Wu Yun had already packed up all his things. Take the pumpkin ingredient and chop it into pieces and throw it into the pot, add a little water and cook it directly.
This ingredient is easy to cook, so it should be considered thickening, at least it looks like something when made. Wu Yun comforted himself.
In a short time, a pot of red thin soup was ready, and he added a little salt to it to season, and then he had to add water, but he was not in a hurry, he poured the rest of the dishes into it. There was obviously not enough water, and he looked down at the bucket under his feet, which was empty.
He was just about to go to the tank to scoop some water out, when a black figure flashed beside him, and the bucket under his feet disappeared. The crowd in the distance immediately dodged a pathway, and before he could react, a bucket full of water returned to its original place. Wu Yun saw that the black shadow was the bartender Shandi.
"Can I take a look here?" Na Sandy had always wanted to come and take a look, but everyone knew the rules of the circle, so he seized such an opportunity to ask for his opinion.
I have to say that this opportunity was very good, Wu Yun had already felt guilty for delaying other people's business, and people were so dedicated to helping him, he couldn't refuse this request because of his feelings.
"No problem." Wu Yun picked up the bucket and poured a little into the pot, this time as long as it was opened, it didn't take much water.
The water boiled quickly, and Wu Yun added the soup to the right saltiness this time. After all, this is the most important condiment. He glanced at the black man of the bartender beside him.
"Can I use your new spice?" The noodle soup must be much better with the blessing of pepper, so I don't know if people will let it be used.
"It's okay, you let it go. Not enough for me to have a bottle. Wu Yun glanced at him and couldn't help but be surprised by his boldness. When he heard him say that there was still a bottle, he was even more moved, but he was not in a hurry now, and it would be good to come and buy it with him when he had money in the future.
The bartender Sandy was immediately shocked when he saw Wu Yun's knife work. Although it is the first time I have seen such a cooking skill, it goes without saying that a person with such ability must be a master cook. Of course, I want to see what people will do after such a long time. And I haven't used this seasoning much since I bought it, so it's good to let people demonstrate it.
With the master's consent, he sprinkled it in. The smell of the soup overflowed, and the aroma instantly filled the entire operation room. There was another exclamation from the crowd behind Wu Yun.
Seeing the noodle soup boiling away, it was finally the last step. Wu Yun wiped the sweat from his head and added the boiled noodles to it.