"Doesn't it taste good?" Yu Jian's heart rose to her throat, and she looked at Yang Jianxin for a long time, but she didn't say a word, and she was instantly deflated.

Sure enough, it still doesn't work.

She has been cooking for two lifetimes, but she didn't expect it to be folded in this Western food.

She silently leaned against the freezer behind her, holding the ice surface in her hand and the countertop was frozen blue and purple without noticing.

Yang Jianxin snorted and ate the noodles and sweated on his forehead, because he was too involved in eating, and he didn't pay much attention to Yu Jian's situation, and only after a full burp was satisfied did he put down the plate in his hand, a little pity that there was still a little chili oil left on the plate.

Then he turned his head to look at Yu Jian, was shocked, and hurriedly pulled her away: "Little boss, your hands are frozen!" ”

Yu Jian came back to his senses at this time, followed his gaze and glanced at his hand, only to feel that it didn't look like his own, and he didn't have much consciousness.

Yang Jianxin hurriedly adjusted the warm water to warm her up, and between hot and cold, the blood gradually rushed to the nerve endings, and Yu Jian moved his fingers.

"Little boss, although your oily and spicy noodles look like a dark dish, they taste amazing, I feel like I have arrived on the Loess Plateau in a second, the hotness of the spicy and the softness of the cheese are perfectly blended......" Yang Jianxin stood aside and danced and chattered, trying to describe the stimulating taste.

Yu Jian turned her head, her eyes revealing some confusion. What is he saying? She understood every word, but she didn't understand it even when it was connected.

What does he mean by saying that the noodles are delicious?

Yang Jianxin inadvertently met her gaze and was stunned, "What's wrong?" ”

"You're saying that the spicy noodles I make are delicious?" Yu Jian asked.

Yang Jianxin smiled and touched the back of his head: "Yes, the taste is a little peculiar, but it is unexpectedly delicious!" ”

Yu Jian's tense shoulders slowly relaxed.

The eyebrows and eyes bent and bent, and the whole person revealed a hint of joy.

Today's staff meal at Lan Tingxuan, in addition to the dishes that have long been on the menu, everyone also has an extra plate of oily and spicy noodles.

Everyone looked at each other, holding their forks and not daring to move.

Xiao Lin didn't eat breakfast, he was already hungry, he swept around suspiciously, and the fork in his hand was forked into the noodles, "Why don't you eat?" ”

Don't they all shout to eat the dishes made by the little boss, and they don't do it in front of them, and they are cowardly?

The young lady at the front desk smiled dryly: "You eat yours, leave us alone." ”

Cut~

Xiao Lin gave him a blank look and took a sip of noodles.

"Ahem-" Xiao Lin took a sip of the water glass in his hand, "It's so spicy." ”

But the fork in his hand resolutely put it into the noodles again, rolled a lump of it and put it in his mouth with his hand, his cheeks bulging high, squinting and chewing.

"What are you doing looking at the puppet? You're too! The gaze from all around him made him a little uncomfortable, and he moved away with his plate.

The young lady at the front desk leaned over: "Is it delicious?" ”

Xiao Lin nodded desperately, and his mouth was stuffed with food and there was no room to answer.

Only then did everyone relax and greet each other and eat together.

"Wow...... This one tastes so special! The young lady at the front desk was bright, she came to work in the western restaurant because she liked Western food very much, and she had eaten a lot, and this taste was the first time she had tasted it. _o_m

How so? It feels like a mahogany table in a pavilion full of antique atmospheres, covered with white tablecloths, lit with graceful fragrances, and romantic candlesticks.

It's a combination of Chinese and Western, but it doesn't violate the harmony at all.

Yu Jian held her cheeks on the side and smiled, "Can you put it on the menu?" ”

"Absolutely!"

Yu Jian glanced proudly at Yang Jianxin, who fled quickly with his tail between his legs.

How hard you laughed at the beginning, how fast you can slap your face now.

The little boss is his little boss, how can he, a mortal, secretly laugh at the god-like figure??

Yang Jianxin is really impressed at this time, but only Jian Jian is the first to look forward.

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#你想感受辣椒的快意, do you want to experience the richness of cheese and taste the delicacy of wide noodles? Oily spicy cheese lasagna, not ordinary Italian noodles, fast. (This chapter is not finished!) )

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Come and taste it! #

Late one night, the diners of Lanting Xuan suddenly received a graphic message launched by the official account.

[At first glance, it is produced by the little boss, oily and spicy, hahaha, only the little boss can think of it. 】

[It's just that this sign is too obvious.] Do you want to try it? 】

[This...... Can't it be delicious, right? Oily spicy seeds and cheese, no matter how you look at it, are things that are not related to wind and horses. 】

Who knows? The little boss can't fool us, right? 】

So, after a heated discussion, Lan Tingxuan ushered in the latest wave of ordering climax since Chef Tang left, and there was a long queue at the door for a long time.

Xiao Lin was still in the courtyard to greet the guests, looking at the familiar old faces, the dimples on his face were deeply sunken.

Shen Tang was the first batch of people to join in the fun. But she's not here to cheer, she's here to find fault.

She has studied abroad for many years, and although her mind is open-minded, she is still very strict about food. _o_m Chinese food and Western food are fundamentally different, which makes her firmly understand that the two cannot be perfectly combined.

"Sister Tang, you're here!" Xiao Lin handed her a glass of warm water to warm her hands, "It's so cold this day." ”

Shen Tang was very familiar with him, and he didn't go around the corner, so he pulled him and asked, "Chef Tang is really not coming back?" ”

"How do I know that!"

"Then what kind of little boss is really next door who is working as a chef in Lanting Xuan?" Shen Tang rolled his eyes and glanced at the ribbon in front of the Yu family's restaurant.

Kobayashi: "Yes, the little boss is very good, and the things he makes are delicious." By the way, Sister Tang, are you also here to eat oily and spicy cheese lasasa? ”

Shen Tang nodded: "I have to come to check for you, right?" ”

After the unanimous discussion of all the staff, the spicy level was slightly reduced, and Yang Jianxin also guided Yu Jian to adjust the plating with his professional Western food skills.

Now presented to the public, it is not the rough appearance at the beginning, the perfect ratio of red, yellow and green, mixed with an unknown special aroma, just served up, it makes people have a great appetite.

Shen Tang's eyes were unknown, but he felt that the plate of pasta in front of him was not much inferior to Chef Tang's in terms of color and fragrance.

She was in a trance, and the thoughts that were ingrained in her mind suddenly wavered a little.

When you take a bite, the feeling becomes even stronger. The spicy oil pours the spicy pepper to retain the aroma of the spicy seeds, and the entrance is soft and spicy, and the salty cheese melts in it, wrapping the noodles, which makes the fragrance have a deep meaning of the mountains, layer by layer, and finally dense and persistent.

Taking one bite after another, Shen Tang only felt that each bite was a different experience, which made her eyes suddenly open up and enter a new world——。

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