Chapter Twenty-Five

Pansi cake, a famous snack in Shandong. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

It is a kind of fine noodle dish developed on the basis of rolling noodles, and it is a characteristic traditional snack of Yantai, Shandong.

The key to this snack is skill, and the elasticity of demand for ingredients is relatively moderate, which can be complicated or streamlined.

Not to mention the wheat flour, the bottle of sesame oil in Louis's hand is not ordinary sesame oil, but refined sesame oil used as a body medium, and there is a little sweet honey in it.

The aristocrats who can eat will occasionally sprinkle this kind of sesame oil and fragrance that was originally used for fragrance in the food, because it is made by hand-picked and refined food pressed and mixed, the taste is not strong or light, not turbid and not hurt, and the chemical perfume and sesame oil in the previous life are not the same concept.

Originally, Louis also had five-spice powder, but now he felt that it was better to make pancakes with the taste of honey.

Stretching noodles, he has already performed it more than once in this world, and this super high skill has also made the humans here smack their tongues more than once.

But now, he's discovered that if there is a limit to human craftsmanship, there is no limit to supernatural abilities.

Everyone watched Louie's operation with the mood of watching a farce, although the ingredients used by Louie were his own, but what are you kidding, now his things are also theirs!

However, no one would have expected that they would not meet a liar, not a presumptuous bard, not a clown, but Louie!

Rolling noodles?

What is this kind of thing?

They have no concept at all!

All they knew was that Louis's hands were faster than the windmills of the superior families outside the castle!

How fast is it?

It was so fast that they could hardly see what he was doing, but almost instantly, silver threads flew out of Louie's fingers like fluttering rain threads, at least two feet long......

It turns out that food is really capable of jumping!

How to jump?

Thousands of silver threads stirred up broken light under the light of soybean oil lamps, and the phantom shadows rolled up because of the speed were too fast and drifted away like mist, like a waterfall blown up by a strong wind!

Someone has described this kind of dough rolling as a depiction of human virtuosity.

"The flying stream goes straight down 3,000 feet, and it is suspected that the Milky Way has fallen for nine days"!

Such a spectacle is not only terrifying, everyone is aroused to goosebumps!

Adults and children opened their mouths wide, and no one could believe it!

At first, they thought it was a joke, thinking it was the other party's self-determination, but now they almost think they are dazzled!

The speed of the teenager is getting faster and faster...... Just when people even thought that these silver threads were going to erupt and subconsciously dodge, Louie suddenly withdrew his hand, and somehow got it, he actually closed all the silk threads together!

Like what?

They are short of words.

Like playing with a yo-yo, Louie felt that his current movements were like manipulating thousands of silk threads, and when he raised his hand, all the silk threads were gathered in a piece of cake like a tornado.

Of course, there were more than one piece, and these people could not see his movements, but he could easily break them, and when he raised his hand, there were several pieces of pancakes less than half the size of a fist, layered with dense silk.

The pan was already hot, but Louie didn't plan to make pancakes with this frying method, he planned to use his own hands.

The reason why instant noodles are not greasy is because they use this supernatural method.

The red light of the hands blocked the taste of the fingers, and when the electric wire was touched, the sweet fragrance of sesame oil mixed with honey suddenly exploded in the layers of flexible noodles!

The crackling sound only feels crunchy to people's ears, like a mini firecracker hidden in a cake, which is particularly pleasant.

But the other party's movements were so fast that they could only see Louie scooping up in the pan, and a piece of golden, translucent, round and lovely pancake appeared on the wooden plate.

Everyone was dumbfounded!

That's good?

Everyone is afraid to speak, this is no longer a matter of shame, this is simply shocking! This hand alone makes people speechless.

"Is it ready to eat?" the man stammered a little, he didn't even dare to look at Louie's hands, he actually fished something directly from the oil pot, it looked red, and he didn't know how much it hurt.

"Let's eat, eat, see. Louis said casually, the taste should not be bad.

It's not bad!

The man only took a bite, and after only one bite, he heard the ripple sound of the crisp pancake between his teeth, like the sound of broken gold spilling!

The dense layers of crispy fragrant noodles seem to be revealed, and the fragrance is revealed one by one!

The fragrance of sesame seeds, the sweetness of honey, and the faint salty fragrance are all unbelievably fresh blooming with a force, chewing between the lips and teeth.

“...... Uh-huh... Uh-huh... Uh-huh, uh-huh......"

The man let out a strange groan, and in the eyes of the woman beside her, her man's eyes were like oil fields with dung, and they lit up in an instant, and she couldn't wait to eat them!

"How?" people couldn't help but ask.

Delicious!

Sweet, not very greasy, crispy, not dry, just ...... Just right! Every bit of flavor was just right, and he couldn't describe the feeling of fullness.

What kind of cookie is this?

How can it be so delicious!

"Pansan cakes. Louis put down the wooden tray that was already stacked with forty-five plates of silk cakes, and introduced as if he knew what he wanted.

Pansan cakes?

What's that?

People are too lazy to understand that a small golden pancake in the hands of a person can bite half of it when they open their mouths!

Delicious!

Delicious!!

Delicious!!!

The black pudding took the two plates of bread that Louise had given him, chewed one hand at a time, and smiled with crooked eyes, as Louis in the hall asked the people who were eating the bread in confusion, "May I spend the night?"

OK!

OK!

OK!

Of course!

People widened their eyes as they ate.

All they were thinking about now was how they could eat a few more pieces without the others, but such a luxury was obviously unrealistic.

Eventually, Louie boiled polenta for dinner, and the men barely settled down.

......

In the evening, the boy was ceremoniously arranged to a relatively spacious room with a window on the second floor of the inn, and the black pudding was next door.

The strange smiling faces of the people were hidden by the door panels.

The day, soon, was completely dark.

......

Black Pudding was half asleep, but he could always hear the whispers downstairs, as if the people here were plotting something again, which made him feel uneasy.

In his past experience, he had met many such people, one in front of him and another behind his back, and he was afraid that Louis would be deceived.

However, while the black pudding was still distressed, a faint push suddenly came from the window of Louie's room, which was even more distinct because of his vigilance at the moment.

Black pudding is strange.

He got out of bed at once, paced to the window, and slowly opened the narrow window in the room that fit the corner, and the cold wind poured in for a moment, but he heard a clearer whisper from below.

The boy's heart tightened suddenly, and with an uneasy mood, the black pudding slowly looked down, but was instantly startled.

In the dark night, those clearly visible white figures-

It's a skeleton!

How did they come along?

The black pudding suddenly heard a rare complaint from Louis next door, and straightened his ears, so that he could hear the muttering of the skeletons floating around.

"Hungry...... Hungry...... I'm hungry...... Hungry...... Hungry ......."

Hungry.