That's what Lady Vicky was thinking.

Although Jiang Yan was a little concerned, he didn't particularly care.

On the one hand, he is confident in his craft.

Even if the old woman tried to find fault, she couldn't find it.

The second is that the "Meng Po Dementor Soup" in the room has been stewed.

Just find a time for Lady Wei Qi to find a way to pour it down.

Thinking of this, Jiang Ember smiled at Curty and said:

"Okay, don't think about it so much, let's hurry up and bring the food over, they will have to wait in a hurry."

"Hmm...... Good. ”

Under Jiang Yan's instructions, the two quickly came to the big dining room with plates.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw six figures sitting at the dining table.

Lady Vicky sat at the top, seemingly chatting briefly with Kassandra and the others.

"Lady Weiqi, is your arm alright?"

"Well, thanks to Priest Butch for helping the old man deal with his arm with a healing miracle, he is almost recovered now."

In the face of Kassandra's polite inquiry, Lady Vicky responded appropriately.

Having said that, the abbot returned to the monastery earlier than expected.

And she suddenly came to the big restaurant and put on a posture of wanting to dine with everyone.

Kassandra and Lanather, though puzzled, still looked as usual and were still socializing relaxedly.

An Jie and Youmi were not interested in it at all, and they didn't even bother to say a word to the vice president.

As for Ellulu, she seemed to be a little afraid of Lady Weiqi, and seemed a little restless.

But when I saw Jiang Ember walking in with a plate.

Ai Lulu also showed a relieved expression, and hurriedly smiled:

"Brother Jiang Yan, good morning."

"Well, good morning, today's breakfast is specially made by me, and you probably haven't seen it before."

Seeing Jiang Yan's triumphant appearance, An Jie couldn't help but complain:

"We haven't seen anything before, tell you, we've all eaten and seen people, flying in the sky and swimming in the sea, as long as it can be eaten, we will ......"

An Jie hadn't finished her words, but she saw a large plate put in front of her.

Immediately afterwards, the scene reflected on the plate suddenly stunned the girl.

It was a plate of noodles, but it wasn't ordinary noodles, but a plate of jajanjang-myeon that had never been seen before.

Chinese food pays attention to color, aroma and taste.

First of all, you have to look at this "color", that is, whether you seem to have an appetite or not.

From this point of view, the presentation of this plate of jajangmyeon noodles is quite exquisite.

A round full moon engraved bright silver plate with noodles, dishes and fried sauce neatly placed in the center.

The thin white and tender noodles are coiled into a beautiful circle.

It looks like the roots are distinct, and the bright red and colorful fried sauce in the middle is encircled.

The side dishes stacked on the outside of the noodles are all fresh vegetables that Jiang Ember found around.

The cucumbers, toons, and shallots that are warmed by the spring water soaked in the holy energy are all cut into thin strips.

Paired with salted blanched bean sprouts, carefully pinched beans and corn kernels, as well as blanched green beans and corn kernels.

At that glance, red, white, green, yellow, all kinds of colors reflect each other on the plate.

It doesn't feel like a plate of noodles, but rather a colorful landscape painting.

After appreciating this "color", it is time to "incense".

After the plate was placed in front of the six people, An Jie unconsciously lowered her head and sniffed it gently.

First of all, there is a strong smell of meat and sourness.

The strong tomato sour aroma is like a heavyweight boxing champion.

As soon as he came up, he picked up the tomato boxing gloves and gave An Jie a sour punch.

After the fierce baptism of hook boxing, the diced meat, spices, white flour and seasonal vegetables in it also jumped up.

While shouting, "I offended the abbot and want to leave", he copied the guy and invited An Jie to eat a bench dance.

In short, the feeling is sour, even if you are beaten, it is sour.

This...... This is...... What is this?

After taking a deep breath of the tantalizing scent.

An Jie couldn't help licking her lips, and hurriedly picked up the chopsticks and stirred them on the plate.

This sauce, this side dish, this noodles, obviously have to be mixed and eaten.

Although An Jie uses chopsticks like a three-year-old child, her eyes and brain are barely enough.

After stirring for a while, pick up the noodles stained with the jajang sauce.

An Jie was also busy sending it towards her ruddy little mouth.

Hiss...... Sizzle...... Ahh

As soon as she tasted the noodles, she was overwhelmed by the intense deliciousness.

Good...... Delicious noodles!

The tomato-flavored fried soy sauce is moist and delicious, and the diced meat inside is fat and thin.

Plus side dishes such as shredded cucumbers, bean sprouts, peas, corn, etc.

One bite brings an overwhelming sense of satisfaction.

It is sour and sweet, rich and light, crispy and crispy.

The flavors that seem to be opposite on the surface are actually extremely integrated in the mouth.

It makes people feel like they have a small universe in their mouths, and there is everything in it!

And the most surprising thing is the texture of the noodles.

The smooth and chewy noodles are thin and long, flexible and tough.

The surface is rough and able to adhere to large amounts of minced meat and sauces.

The inside is tough, and you can feel the inner hard core when you bite down.

And the more you chew, the more the strong fragrance seeps out of it.

It adds a nice touch to the already rich flavor.

It's called noodles, and I've eaten them before.

An Jie squinted happily while sucking on her noodles.

Of course, in addition to An Jie, several other people also enjoyed the fried noodles with relish.

"Wow, this noodle is so delicious, Brother Jiang Yan, I want another one!"

"Indeed, it would be a shame to eat only one plate of such a delicacy."

"Hehehe, if I eat like this, my weight will almost be uncontrollable, hey."

“...... Again...... One copy. ”

watched everyone eat with their mouths flowing and relish.

Jiang Yan naturally filled them with joy.

After all, there's nothing more enjoyable for a chef than watching his diners feast.

But while eating, he also quietly observed Lady Weiqi.

The old woman ate slowly, thoughtfully.

With that expression, Jiang Yan couldn't see through what she was thinking for a while.

However, finally this meal is gradually coming to an end.

Even the most edible An Jie has already scooped up the third plate.

Lady Wei Qi then put down the fork in her hand and sighed deeply.

When he saw this scene, Jiang Yan hurriedly walked over and asked:

"Lady Weiqi, what's wrong? Is there anything wrong with this meal? ”

"No problem...... It's the old body that has a problem. ”

Mrs. Wei Qi raised her head and glanced at Jiang Yan, but then said in a sincere tone:

"Chef Jiang, can you stay here in the future?"

"Stay here? What do you mean? ”

"It's the old body who wants to hire you as a special chef for the monastery, and he will be in the convent for a long time."

...... Ha?

The moment he heard this, Jiang Yan was stunned, and the other people at the table were also stunned.