Kitchen Xiuzhen

"Ok?"

Luo Xiu, who was pulling the ramen, couldn't help but stare, and his eyes instantly turned to Wang Zhe.

This time, countless people immediately recognized Wang Zhe's identity.

"Wang ... Chef Wang!"

"Son of the Holy Chef, Master Wang Zhe!"

"Another holy chef in Snow Moon City in the future!"

The crowd was exclaiming with respect and worship in their faces.

As early as 15 years old, Wang Zhe was promoted to pass the examination of the chef of the temple.

In that year, he participated in the spirit measurement ceremony as a chef, and was tested for the talent of the light system. There is no limit to the future.

Everyone in Snow Moon City has seen the grand occasion of the past year. The transparent light that illuminates half of the sky is the holy light, as if it is showing another spiritual chef rising.

No one does not know Wang Zhe, because after that grand occasion, he became the idol of Snow Moon City.

"Hello everyone!"

Wang Zhe greeted him with a smile, but stared at Luo Xiu with a gaze: "Who taught this skill to you?"

"The art of pastry?"

Luo Xiu looked at his hand before pulling a buckle of noodles, and smiled slightly: "No one told me, but I invented it myself!"

"You invented it yourself?"

There was a hint of surprise on Wang Zhe's fair face, and then he suddenly shook his head: "Impossible!"

"Forget it, I guess you wouldn't say-"

Wang Zhe only thought that the master Lingshu behind Luo Xiu was unwilling to let Luo Xiu reveal his identity.

After all, this weird old man likes to do this kind of thing the most.

But Luo Xiu suddenly said, "Nothing is impossible. The dough you know is probably crushing the Golden Winter Valley and making it into a strip of batter, right?"

Luo Xiu's blunt confession made Wang Zhe stunned for a while: "It's hard ... isn't it?"

"of course not!"

There was a hint of pride in Luo Xiu's eyes: "My ramen, but ... this noodle can be pulled into a noodle with the thickness of silk!"

"what?"

"Thick hair?"

"how is this possible?"

Countless people around at the same time exclaimed, and obviously no one believed in Luo Xiu's words.

Just kidding, such a face becomes like the thickness of hair, and the kitchen repair of the gold department ... may not be able to do it, right?

Although the cutting method is fine, the thickness of the hair is obviously too difficult for everyone.

"Are you sure you're kidding me?"

Wang Zhe glanced at Luo Xiu's hair, a hint of playfulness appeared on his face: "As far as I know, in this Xiu industry, I haven't heard of noodles with hair thickness! Even the well-known noodle ancestor, he made It ’s impossible to order dishes like this! ”

"Of course, the thinner the noodle, the worse the taste ... Only the wide noodles will taste better when eaten!"

Speaking of this, Wang Zhe could not help but swallowed his saliva, apparently remembering a pasta of spiritual food that he had eaten, but a dish that made him unforgettable all his life.

"The thinner the face? The worse the taste?"

Luo Xiu suddenly laughed aloud: "Ha ha ha, who is the theory that tells you, it is a slippery world!"

"presumptuous!"

Chen Guanshi's face changed, this boy ... dare to talk to Wang Shao like this?

"Old Chen--"

Wang Zhe gave Chen Guanshi a look, but his expression converged. "Then I will come to see the noodles with the thickness of your hair. If you can't make them, don't blame me for holding you down!"

"What if I do it?"

Luo Xiu looked up sharply, staring at Wang Zhe, "Well, let's make a bet, how?"

"Bet? What bet?"

Wang Zhe asked for a moment.

"If I do, I need you to help me do things!"

"what?"

Lao Chen suspected that he had heard it wrong, this guy ... bet?

Let Wang Zhe help to do things?

Is he crazy?

Wang Zhe smiled: "This Snow Moon City, dare to speak to me like this, you are the first!"

"What is it, tell me?"

Wang Zhe suddenly had an urge to bet on Luo Xiu because he saw a kind of calmness from Luo Xiu's face.

This temperament is not something everyone can possess.

Luo Xiu looked up and said slightly: "It won't be too difficult. It's too easy for someone like you who comes from a golden key!"

Luo Xiu smiled, but everyone around him looked at him stupidly.

This guy, dare to talk about the conditions with the son of the divine chef?

"Little ... Boss Luo, you ..."

Huang Tufu stared blankly at Luo Xiu, his expressions all changed.

If you ca n’t make the noodles with thick hair, it is estimated that Jiuzhonglou and Luo Xiu are all finished!

"Okay, if you do it, I promise you!"

Wang Zhe patted his hand and smiled: "As long as I can do it, I will help you do it immediately!"

This is the first time he has encountered such a funny guy.

This Luo Xiu is a character!

For the first time since childhood, he saw that someone dared to speak to him like this ... As the son of the holy chef, he has been living under the eyes of countless people in awe. Suddenly fresh.

"Then ... get out of here!"

Luo Xiu spoke to Wang Zhe, and Chen Guanshi stayed again.

This kid, I don't know the height of the sky.

However, he did not dare to say more. He could see that Wang Zhe seemed quite interested in Luo Xiu ...

Wang Zhe took a step back spontaneously and stood there, but saw that Luo Xiu pulled off a piece of dough again.

"Why get another piece?"

Wang Zhe asked his doubts.

"Dry just now, you need to pull it again. Although the dry noodle stick can also pull out the dragon's whisker, the taste ... is slightly worse!"

"Dragon Beard?"

Wang Zhe heard another word from Luo Xiu's mouth, and he felt right.

"Okay, I'm going to start!"

Wow!

Luo Xiu's hand shoved, and the little dough suddenly turned into a noodle stick.

It can be seen that he must not be making noodles for the first time.

"interesting!"

As soon as Wang Zhe's eyes brightened, Luo Xiu suddenly looked up: "Don't blink, otherwise ... you will miss many wonderful processes!"

"amount……"

Wang Zhe's eyes widened suddenly.

Huh!

Luo Xiu's hands yanked sharply, frightening Wang Zhe.

Next, Wang Zhe's eyes straightened instantly.

Ramen is the skill that most tests a noodle chef's technique.

It can be said that the level of ramen is almost the standard of judging the level of a pastry chef.

Luo Xiu, the descendant of Bai Luo's family, the first family on the earth to invent pastry in his previous life, his ramen skills can be described by climbing to the extreme.

Snapped!

Luo Xiu grabbed the noodle stick and pulled hard with both hands, and immediately pulled out a thin cylindrical noodle.

In his mind, the method of ramen flowed in the heart of Luo Xiu word by word.

Huh! Huh! Huh!

Luo Xiu held each side of the ramen with his hands, his face was extremely dignified, and his eyes moved with his face. At this moment, it seemed that the noodle had been integrated into his body.

it has started!

Luo Xiu's movement is very slow. He pulls the sides away, and the sides always maintain the shape of a cylinder.

Suddenly, he shakes his hands down hard. The noodles in his hands suddenly grow, hitting the chopping board, and make a loud noise. The sound is crisp and powerful, like a bullet attack.

Wang Zhe, who has been watching Luo Xiu Ramen, froze with a cold body.

All the diners in the Jiuzhong Building were also startled.

The crisp sound of this side and the desk is too loud ... it is impossible to think that this is a soft dough and the table can emit it!

"interesting!"

Wang Zhe was so energetic that he became more curious about Luo Xiu.

As the face bounced, Luo Xi turned the left-hand face into the right hand like a lightning, while the left hand passed through the curved face, and instantly stretched. buckle"!

This technique is extremely skilled and fast.

And this is just the beginning.