Liu Zhenqiang closed his eyes and savored it, and felt that the flavor of Zhao Lei's bowl of dandan noodles was between spicy and salty and sour, and the spicy flavor was heavier. This should be the reason why Zhao Lei specially seasoned it with crushed peanuts and sesame seeds and turned lard. Compared with the traditional flavor type, Zhao Lei is not completely copied, but slightly expanded.

With incense and sourness, Zhao Lei's bowl of dandan noodles is similar to the soul hook noodles made by Fang Yu before. But Zhao Lei's bowl of dandan noodles tastes softer and mellower under the salty, fresh and sweet broth, which is really the best of the snacks that Liu Zhenqiang has eaten in recent years.

Liu Zhenqiang was a little emotional and a little ashamed, he didn't have such excellent cooking skills at Zhao Lei's age, his old friend was really blessed, his disciple was talented, and his skills were hard to get.

Liu Zhenqiang is slowly savoring Zhao Lei's noodles. Fang Yu's side also carried out the final step.

Below, mixing the juice, scooping the noodles, controlling the quiet, and putting it into the bowl, Fang Yu's movements were not affected by Zhao Lei at all, and he was as calm and unhurried as flowing water.

After the noodles are plated, Fang Yu sprinkles a pinch of minced shallots, a pinch of crispy pork, and a small spoonful of clear soup.

Fang Yu brought the noodles to the three of them, and without waiting for Liu Zhenqiang to stretch out his hand, Zhao Lei first said "Huh", and then in Fang Yu's surprised eyes, he took the lead in picking up a bowl and carefully examined it.

Zhao Lei didn't notice Fang Yu's process of refining the clear soup just now, but he was surprised that Fang Yu's bowl of dandan noodles actually didn't have red oil, which was obviously not the most common, mature, and pleasing spicy flavor on the market.

However, he could not have imagined that the young man in front of him would also make the legendary clear soup.

But even if he didn't rely on experience, he knew with his toes that this crystal clear soup could not be clear water.

Zhao Lei didn't stir the noodles, but gently took a sip of the clear soup first.

"Hiss", a fresh and sweet taste surged, instantly flooding the taste buds, and Zhao Lei felt that his heart fell from the clouds with one foot in the air.

When he regained his footing, he found himself standing at the foot of a wheat-scented hill in the middle of a pool of crystal clear water.

The dark sauce under the blue water is like a riverbed, and the dark sprouts are like pebbles on the riverbed. The green grass in the distance floats on the water, and the rich fragrance of green onions is diffused between the sky and the earth with the rising smoke, which is a good color ink landscape.

Liu Zhenqiang was speechless when he saw that Zhao Lei just took a sip of clear soup, and immediately chuckled in his heart, is this bowl of noodles really so good? But as a referee, I didn't taste it before, and I couldn't comment on anything casually.

Liu Zhenqiang settled down, reached out and picked up a bowl, first looked at the shape, and then smelled the fragrance, the shape was simple and elegant, the aroma was attractive, and it was indeed good.

Liu Zhenqiang did not drink the soup directly like Zhao Lei, but according to the normal way of eating dandan noodles, stretched out his chopsticks to mix, picked up, and wrapped the seasoning and soup to send the noodles to his mouth.

As soon as the noodles entered, Liu Zhenqiang felt that his taste buds had been punched, and he was directly stunned. The taste was so fresh that such a small bite made him feel like he had drunk a whole bowl of broth, and he almost felt a little sassy!

After tasting Zhao Lei's noodles before, he was able to use his professional tongue to peel out the flavor layer by layer, and he was able to clearly distinguish the spicy and salty and sour ones.

But the taste of Fang Yu's noodles is unified, and there is only one theme--- fresh!

The smoothness of the egg noodles, the crispness of the sprouts, the sweetness of the meat, and the flavor of the sesame seeds are all distinct, but it seems that there is a pair of magical hands that knead these flavors together and make it difficult to distinguish them.

This wonderful feeling aroused Liu Zhenqiang's stronger appetite, and after taking another bite, he couldn't find the key in disbelief.

The amount of dandan noodles was originally small, and Liu Zhenqiang was bent on pursuing this magical umami, so he ate the noodles clean with two chopsticks, and there was not even any seasoning sauce left.

Holding the empty bowl, Liu Zhenqiang's heart was empty, there were too few, only two bites, not enough to eat at all. He subconsciously stretched out his hand holding the empty bowl to Fang Yu.

"Ding", the three empty bowls touched together, and Liu Zhenqiang found that Zhao Lei and Lin Xiaoxiao had also done the same actions as him.

The three of them were very embarrassed, holding their bowls and looking at each other.

In the end, Liu Zhenqiang was thick-skinned, smiled at the two, and put down the bowl as if nothing happened.

Liu Zhenqiang smacked his lips, thinking to himself how to evaluate these two bowls of noodles? Zhao Lei's level is first-class, but he has lived up to his master's careful teaching. But Fang Yu's bowl is good, but it's so good that the referee doesn't know what words to use to describe it, it's really a headache.

When Liu Zhenqiang was still thinking about the comment, Zhao Lei put down the bowl in his hand, wanted to speak and stopped, first his face was flushed and then turned pale, and finally he gritted his teeth, and Fang Yu hugged his fists and said:

"Zhao is not good at learning and art, and he is convinced to lose today. Today, Zhao came rashly, how rude, this is not Zhao's. I apologize to this girl. After speaking, he took a step back and bowed to Lin Xiaoxiao, so frightened that Lin Xiaoxiao jumped behind Fang Yu to dodge.

After bowing, Zhao Lei said to Fang Yu again: "Although I lost today, I hope you don't misunderstand, Zhao is only the last among the children of the Yellow Gate, and he does not represent the level of the Yellow Gate's cooking skills." ”

Fang Yu froze for a moment, scratched his head a little at a loss, and felt that although this person had a bad temper, he was quite a bachelor, and he would never be bad if he admitted gambling and defeated, and his impression of him was a little better.

Fang Yu also learned from Zhao Lei to hug his fists and salute back: "This... Zhao Lei, I really just came to Shudu, I am not familiar with the place, and I have never had a holiday with anyone.

The cooking duel between me and Chang Xiude a few days ago was a last resort because he wanted to occupy my small building, but I didn't take the initiative to challenge him. As for the words of beating the children of the Yellow Gate, I don't know who said it, but it definitely can't be that I said it, I really have never heard of the Yellow Gate, let alone deliberately say bad things. ”

Fang Yu thought that he had said this very clearly, but he didn't expect Zhao Lei to be uneasy when he heard it.

Fortunately, Liu Zhenqiang reacted and hurriedly added for Fang Yu: "Brother Fang has indeed just come from Wuyang City, and his cooking skills have also been learned after coming to Shudu, so he doesn't know anything about the catering industry, and he is by no means intentionally offensive." ”

Zhao Lei listened to Liu Zhenqiang's words, his face looked better, and he nodded to Fang Yu:

"I'm not good at my studies, so I don't have anything to say today. I'm willing to gamble and lose, and I'll back away when I meet you in the future. Uncle Shi, put the card in his place first, and I will redeem it with something when I go back. After speaking, he saluted Liu Zhenqiang, and left without waiting for everyone to react.

10,000 alpacas ran by in Fang Yu's heart, you came so inexplicably, and walked in such a daze, hugging your fists, and leaving a fluttering sentence.

Brother, if you are sick, you have to be cured.

Liu Zhenqiang didn't know what Fang Yu was thinking, he only saw him staring at Zhao Lei's back and didn't say anything for a long time, and secretly speculated in his heart:

Brother Fang must have a relationship with Zhao Lei, as the so-called don't fight, don't know each other, heroes want to see each other. That's fine, the children of Huangmen are all over the catering industry, and if Brother Fang can make friends with them, he should have a lot of help in the future.

Liu Zhenqiang pondered for a while, and suddenly remembered that Wang Jinrong had something to tell him and Fang Yu. I came to the door today for this matter, but I was almost forgotten about it by Zhao Lei's whole play. I still hurriedly told Fang Yu, so as not to forget it again after a while.