Chapter 120： Soup...not enough precipitation?

Xu Bo's expression showed a hint of danger and madness.

"A good taster can provide the chef with important information,"

"Help chefs better point out shortcomings and directions for improvement."

"My father has done a lot of research on eating. If he can make comments on Dian Dian, the effect will definitely be better than the evaluation of ten passers-by."

After speaking, Xu Bo stood up and walked towards the face.

Like a warrior who is about to rush into the battlefield, after washing his hands, he kneads his face next to the mask skillfully and powerfully.

"What if your dad finds out?" Chen Jianhai asked worriedly.

"As long as I can get an objective evaluation and improve my noodles, I will accept it!"

Xu Bo gritted his teeth while kneading the dough.

"The big deal is that you will come to the hospital every day to deliver meals to me."

"When my legs are healed, I'll be the head chef for you!"

In an instant, Chen Jianhai's heartstrings that had been silent for a long time suddenly moved!

He was moved by...

Ma Dan, he has lived for more than 20 years, but he never thought that the first person who made him have a heartstrings was actually his good brother!

... This is too terrifying!

Chen Jianhai quickly adjusted his mood, thinking frantically about his various two-dimensional wives,

After a long time, he calmed down and said:

"How can I have a big man who will bring you meals all day long!"

"If you really go to the hospital, I'll ask Bai Cheng to bring you meals every day."

Xu Bo was delighted, and said while kneading the dough:

"Bai Cheng isn't fierce enough, I like sweet limes!"

Chen Jianhai said disdainfully: "You have to say that, Lord Xie is the most fierce for breast augmentation. I will let him serve you every day."

"get out."

After Xu Bo scolded with a smile, he stopped talking.

With a serious and serious expression, he stared at the dough in his hand with incomparable concentration.

Stretch, fold, beat,

Every move and every style is like a pilgrimage, full of ritual and professionalism.

Stretch noodles, boil soup, side dishes, seasoning...

All in one go!

Xu Bo carefully put two bowls of tinfoil sixty-nine vermicelli spicy beef noodles on the delivery table, and after instructing the waiter a few words,

He watched helplessly as the waiter brought the noodles to Xu Ba Spy's table.

……

"Sir, your spicy beef noodles with tinfoil sixty-nine vermicelli is ready, please use it slowly."

"Okay thank you."

Xu Ba Spy looked at the bowl of spicy beef noodles with tinfoil sixty-nine fans in front of him, with a strange look on his face.

This bowl of noodles,

Isn't it just a combination of two staple foods?

Today, I have Beef Noodles with Sixty-nine Vermicelli,

Will I be able to make a rice bowl tomorrow?

The day after tomorrow, a steamed roll with steamed buns?

Alas... I miss my son!

My son casually makes a bowl of beef noodles, it must be better than this!

Xu Ba Spy picked up the chopsticks, picked a small sixty-six and put it in his mouth.

Mmmm... The hot and sour is moderate, the delicious juice of the sixty-six permeates the beef soup,

Although the taste is a bit peculiar, the texture of the fusion is very interesting.

It makes people want to try another after one bite.

Try the noodles again~

I just ate it twice.

Xu Ba spy suddenly froze for a moment.

Immediately after, he picked up two chopsticks of noodles, and tasted them in his mouth.

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with this noodles?"

The middle-aged man opposite asked curiously.

"This noodle is very similar to what Xiaobo made."

Xu Ba spy's eyes showed shock, he picked up a few noodles and tasted a few more.

"Lao Xu, I think you miss your son, right?"

"Xiao Bo is studying abroad now, how could he be a chef here and make noodles for you," said the middle-aged man.

"Too……"

Xu Ba spy's expression was a little lost, but after thinking about it, he proudly said:

"My son, studying abroad is all based on my own ability, so I don't have to worry about anything."

"It doesn't matter if you study well, my son is quite talented in cooking, especially making noodles, it's very fragrant!"

When it comes to my son,

Xu Ba spy immediately regained his composure, and even spoke in a louder voice.

After a meal, the first thing to eat is the spicy beef noodles with tinfoil sixty-nine vermicelli.

The waiter was watching closely,

Seeing that Xu Ba and the spy were about to get up to pay the bill, they hurried over and asked softly:

"Sir, hello."

"Our hotel is now doing customer satisfaction surveys,"

"Excuse me, what do you think of the spicy beef noodles with tinfoil sixty-nine vermicelli just now?"

If it was before, Xu Ba spy would have dealt with it directly by saying "not bad".

Perhaps it was this bowl of noodles that reminded him of his son, Xu Ba Spy thought about it, and said seriously:

"Noodles are good,"

"It's just that the design is mostly curious, the precipitation is not enough, and there is a little taste."

"It's generally okay."

The waiter quickly wrote Xu Ba Spy's words on the paper, and finally said sweetly:

"Okay sir, thank you for your valuable advice."

……

After sending Xu Ba Spy and the middle-aged man into the elevator and leaving,

The waiter immediately ran back to the kitchen,

"They finished? What did they say?"

Xu Bo stood up immediately and asked nervously.

"The gentleman said that the noodles were too curious and lacked precipitation and a hint of flavor."

As the waiter spoke, he handed the record book to Xu Bo.

Xu Bo grabbed the notebook and read the sentence over and over several times.

Looking at Chen Jianhai, he asked, "What does this mean...?"

Chen Jianhai was taken aback for a moment.

I don't know about cooking either. You ask me nonsense!

Besides what your father said, you don't even know, let alone I!

However, he only dared to think about these words in his heart.

Now Xu Bo has gone crazy in order to make a good signature dish.

As a good brother of Xu Bo, I can only support and support!

So, Chen Jianhai directly bite the bullet and said:

"My understanding, does Uncle Xu mean that the concentration of the soup and the cooking time are not enough?"

"That's why we said that our noodles have less sediment...?"

What Chen Jianhai said was timid,

For fear that he would not understand properly and mislead Xu Bo,

"Soup...soup, soup!"

Xu Bo murmured three words repeatedly,

Then, as if thinking of something, he tore the paper off,

ran back to the kitchen to settle down.

……

"Huh!"

Chen Jianhai took the sightseeing elevator back to the lobby Finally, there was no danger.

Xu Bo's legs were saved, as was the high-end swimming ring in his hotel.

In the elevator, there is also a couple,

It looks like they just moved in.

The woman was okay, just leaning against the elevator with her bag on her back, quietly watching the fish in the aquarium sightseeing elevator.

On the contrary, the man's whole person exudes excitement and excitement.

A pair of eyes like a curious baby,

Looking left and right is simply not enough!

The elevator opens,

The two got out of the elevator and walked towards the direction of the room.

While walking, the woman said helplessly:

"It's not the first evaluation hotel, why are you so excited!"

The excitement in the man's voice could not be concealed, "I don't know..."

"As soon as I entered this hotel, I felt comfortable all over,"

"It seems that I have the feeling of going to school and skipping classes to date with you again, I just can't help being attracted, you know..."

The woman rolled her eyes at the man.

"I understand, you have a literary disease again."

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