"Have you eaten?"
Chen lie suddenly asked, and then asked himself and answered, "I don''t think so. Looking at the oil on your face and your slightly anxious breathing rhythm, it''s likely that you came all night."
"Mr. Chen sees people in micro."
Wang Yishan looked at Chen lie in surprise.
He didn''t think highly of Chen lie at all. He thought that at most he was a folk chef who mastered some cooking skills.
But now it seems that he underestimated Chen lie.
An pangzi took the opportunity to say, "Mr. Chen, we are all oriental and will not allow a JP to be so rampant. So even without Mr. ghost eye''s invitation, we will come and have a look. "
It''s beautiful.
As for the sincerity and sincerity in the words, we don''t know.
"In that case."
Chen lie didn''t answer the topic of an fat man, and invited him: "how about dealing with it here?"
"I can''t wait."
"I just want to see Mr. Chen''s cooking."
Wang Yishan''s eyes brightened.
"It seems that we have to convince you. Why did we turn it upside down?"
The fat man whispered a few words, and then supported him: "forget it, I also want to see the cooking skill that claims to be able to turn corruption into magic!"
Li always smiles but doesn''t speak.
He never spoke and acted as the best listener.
……
……
Chen lie naturally makes pasta.
Not because his family is pasta, but simply because the competition with the Ramen emperor in the future is just pasta. Naturally, Chen lie will not do anything else.
same.
If Wang Yishan and an pangzi want to persuade Chen lie, they also have to use pasta.
"Use ready-made mechanical surfaces!"
Wang Yishan shook his head when he saw Chen lie cooking with the noodles he bought.
At their level.
Even the most basic dough has to be made by yourself.
Like the surface made by machinery, it doesn''t come to the table at all.
"Is Mr. Chen just feeding us, not demonstrating to us?"
Instead, the fat man became suspicious: "no, Mr. Chen is not such a stupid person. Is there any mystery?"
Old Li ignored the suspicious an fatty and continued to taste tea.
Just.
The more they looked, the more disappointed they became.
Because Chen lie''s technique is so common that ordinary people cook noodles at home.
"I don''t understand."
Wang Yishan sat back.
So is Ann fat.
"Have tea!"
Old Li handed them a cup of tea.
Wang Yishan took a drink without feeling it.
"Good tea."
But Ann fat is different.
With a net worth of 3 billion, he usually drinks top-level tea. Naturally, he can taste the difference of this tea at once.
Wang Yishan regained his consciousness and took another bite. His eyes brightened.
"Tea."
"You don''t have to be so surprised. This is the standard configuration here."
Old Li is still waiting to see a good play.
The fat man looked at the dish of fried golden pastry in front of him, picked up a piece and put it into his mouth.
Click!
The crisp sound instantly becomes the only melody here.
After an pangzi''s expression was fixed, he continued to eat with an extremely careful attitude.
long time.
He looked happy.
"So strange?"
Wang Yishan ate a piece suspiciously, and as a result, he followed in the footsteps of an pangzi.
An pangzi sighed: "this spring roll has thin and crisp skin, soft filling and unique flavor. It is definitely a rare good product."
"The skin is tender and the filling is abundant. It tastes delicious."
Wang Yishan sincerely sighed and said, "Mr. Chen has completely deduced the essence of the spring rolls. Needless to say, the noodles for foreign presidents at the state banquet are nothing more than that."
"So spring rolls, so fragrant tea."
"Mr. Chen''s treatment of us makes us ashamed!"
Even if an fat man was scheming, he had to blush.
"I''m suddenly looking forward to Mr. Chen''s noodles."
Wang Yishan respectfully put down his chopsticks and looked at the kitchen.
Ann fatty nodded and said, "yes, spring rolls are also one of the pasta. Even the unpopular spring rolls can master such a realm. Mr. Chen''s noodles must be unique. "
Pasta is a big category.
Any food made of flour can be called pasta.
In our daily life, noodles, steamed bread, fried dough sticks, baked cakes, dumplings, steamed buns, wonton, bread, cake and so on can all be classified as pasta.
There are so many kinds of pasta that even the emperor of ramen can only dabble in one or two of them.
Otherwise, he will not be the emperor of ramen, but the emperor of pasta.
"Wait a minute."
Li Lao put down his tea cup and asked, "don''t always talk about Xiao lie. It''s better to talk about you."
"What do we have to say?"
"Hasn''t old Li investigated us clearly?"
Wang Yishan and an pangzi turned their attention back to Li Lao.
"The problem is that the old man is curious about you."
Old Li asked with a smile, "you know, you two are the top chefs in China. It''s disrespectful to ask you to come and attack alie, an unknown family cook."
"I won''t disobey master''s orders or ask more questions."
Wang Yishan''s answer accurately reflected his character of respecting teachers and respecting morality.
But the fat man cunningly replied, "I want to return the favor and step on the face of the Ramen emperor."
"All right."
Since they were talking, Mr. Li didn''t bother to ask.
Just at this time.
Chen lie has cooked the noodles.
"Fortunately, I was prepared early in the morning, otherwise I would have to toss around for some time."
Chen lie took two bowls of noodles and sent them to Wang Yishan and an pangzi.
"Please taste it!"
Chen liebi made a "please" gesture.
The next moment, Chen lie shouted, "don''t come here, you ghosts. I''ve prepared enough for you. I''ll cook it for you later."
Wang Yishan and an pangzi still wonder.
As a result, an pangzi felt something rubbing around his waist.
Fix your eyes.
well.
A giant panda.
He did Chen lie''s homework before he came. Naturally, he knew that Chen lie was not only a giant panda.
So he asked Po who was flowing water: "your name is Po, isn''t it?"