'Why do you have to move all over your body?' ’

Obviously, I don't have a particularly strong appetite, but my hand scoops up a spoonful of clear noodle soup again and again.

Counting the spoonful he tasted at the beginning, this was already the third spoonful of soup Tony had drunk.

There is no superimposed delicacy reflected in the tip of the tongue, but the kind of moisturizing the body, as if the whole body is wrapped in a layer of sweater, full of the illusion of warmth, actually made Tony. Stark recalls his parents' deaths, especially the cup of hot milk his mother prepared for him in the morning.

It's obviously a completely different thing, but the feeling of warmth and nourishment, and the breath that makes the whole body feel comfortable after drinking it, are exactly the same!

couldn't help but look at Zhao Youqian in surprise, but he didn't expect that at this time, he had already prepared all the Yangchun noodles ordered by others, and the entire Zhutian Restaurant was a mist rising from the intersection of noodle soup.

Speaking of which, the time temperature of the Heavenly Restaurant also seems to change with the changes in the food world.

Now it is the time of winter in the East cherry blossoms of the food world, and the temperature in the Zhutian Bisnus has become the temperature of winter, although it is not too cold, but it also makes people feel the meaning of warmth at this time.

Because of the popularity of the noodle soup, it brings the atmosphere of the Heavenly Restaurant into a warm atmosphere.

Even Tony was about to say something, but he was speechless at this time, so he could only lower his head and set his target on Yang Chun Mian's face.

There is still a faint umami flavor of the noodle soup in the mouth, a touch of green onion fragrance and a little saltiness, and this is the best time to taste the taste of noodles.

A chopstick picked up, with a pale yellow hot noodle, Tony carefully blew a few times, and then put it in his mouth.

Then his eyes widened.

It was completely beyond his imagination, such an ordinary and bland soup, but the noodles in it had an unimaginable strength, and it had a special taste completely different from the noodles.

Crisp!

The crisp and smooth texture is simply beyond Tony's. Stark's comprehension of the category.

He couldn't understand why the noodles had such a crispy texture.

The crispiness is not the crispiness of a biscuit, but a crispy feeling that looks like a rubber band that is easy to bite off, but it is much sharper and more refreshing.

It's like a rib that's just grilled on top of the bite.

The feeling of chewing in his mouth directly made Tony show a happy look.

"I didn't expect that the manager of Zhusheng noodles would also do it?"

The Heavenly Master has lived for more than a hundred years, and these old dishes really can't be hidden from him.

Zhao Youqian specially changed the noodles of Yangchun noodles, but the origin of this noodles was revealed by the old heavenly master.

Indeed, duck egg noodles are actually Zhusheng noodles, which are made with pure duck eggs and flour, without adding a drop of water, and by repeated kneading, using two ingredients and strength.

Because there is no other water, there are countless kneading and even a huge bamboo tube with a special kneading dough to squeeze it.

That's why this special 'crispy' texture is formed!

In fact, whether it is in Yaozhou or the one-person world of the Heavenly Master, there are fewer and fewer Zhusheng noodles.

It's not that no one has mastered this noodle making method, but the way of making this noodle is really too complicated and takes too long, and the machine cannot replace the most critical step, the process of repeatedly tempering and pressing the dough with a bamboo tube.

So that Zhusheng noodles can appear on the table of ordinary people less and less, so that foodies like Tony do not eat similar dishes in their world's New York Chinatown.

Therefore, Zhao Youqian would actually use such noodles to add Yangchun noodles, which also made the Heavenly Master a little surprised.

However, unlike the real Zhusheng noodles, the dough made by Zhao Youqian is not only more flexible, but also able to bring a lot of soup to the mouths of diners.

In Tony's mouth, the texture of the noodles is only part of the story, and the flavor of the three-star green onion, as well as the aroma of that little bit of lard, all burst into their own characteristics when the flour blooms with its fragrance.

As a result, the originally light soup seems to have become compound at this moment, and it is full of a rich flavor.

But the warmth that travels through the whole body does not disappear, but makes people enjoy the heat flow all over the body even more.

"It's pepper... A little bit of white pepper makes the whole body hot, and also brings warmth to people and drives away moisture! ”

After Zhang Xiaofan drank the soup, he quickly found the source of the heat flow that swam through his body.

And Shang Xiuxun kept tasting the soup repeatedly.

"This light taste doesn't seem to be anything special, but it can completely reflect the aroma of lard in the sweet aftertaste."

"The sweetness of the three-star green onion is also gradually released, this is a bowl of soup that is constantly changing the cooking, and it is rare that the subsequent flavor addition will not change the nature of the soup."

"This is the first time that the manager has made this kind of dish, right?"

Hearing Shang Xiuxun's words, Zhao Youqian smiled.

"Yes, I've noticed something different lately, so I've added a little bit of detail to the cooking."

"Now it seems that the effect is okay..."

Tony. Stark no longer dared to underestimate the simple bowl of Yangchun noodles in front of him at this time, obviously it looked the same as the light dishes made by Zhao Youqian in the past, but he had an inexplicable attraction to him.

Let him understand that it's not that he doesn't like to eat things with a light taste, but that the previous ones didn't really make him like the taste.

It can be said that Zhao Youqian's practice of quietly changing the tastes of diners from other worlds can be regarded as a means of moisturizing things silently.

Only the Heavenly Master and Hong Yi tasted the store manager's state of mind from Zhao Youqian's intention to make this Yangchun noodle, and it seemed that they had the intention of improving.

This kind of improvement is not a simple improvement in the cooking heart, but a mature progress in the state of mind.

'Maybe it's something happened to him in his own world...'

After the Heavenly Master and Hong Yi tacitly glanced at each other, they had no intention of delving into it.

After all, this is Zhao Youqian's own business, but Tony. After Stark finished tasting this noodle, Hong Qigong, who was really the owner of this dish, had quietly disappeared into the Heavenly Pavilions with a bottle of wine.

Only Zhao Youqian, who has been paying attention to Hong Qigong, saw a new firmness in the eyes of this old man.

I finally breathed a sigh of relief in my heart.

It seems that this old man has finally figured it out, or thought of a solution to the problem.

...

"(⊙o⊙)..., didn't I come at the right time?"

Coming out of behind the gate of the Heavenly Inn, Olmet looked at the other diners who were eating noodles neatly, touched his hair, and then showed his usual hearty smile.

"Manager, bring me a noodle soup!"

After wiping the stove a few times, and hearing Olmet's order, Zhao Youqian also smiled and nodded in response.

"Howler!"