Chapter 48

"The 10000 year tribute rice tasted by the host is millennia later, after a variety of hybrid varieties, the system provides the original rice without mating thousands of years ago. After strict graphite grinding, it peels off the metal flavor and leaves the fragrance of stone. After careful grinding for three times, the rice flour can be obtained only after vigorous beating."

"The century old black bone chicken is raised in pure bamboo forest, without any artificial ingredients, and the eggs are a great tonic."

"Tibetan Pig, pork has a light fragrance, tenderness and elastic tenderness of tenderloin, it is a good stir fried powder."

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after saying a lot of words, Yang Song finally understood, waved his hand and yelled: "I know! It's expensive! no problem! Then 158! Anyway, they can afford the 300 yuan mutton kebabs, let alone the fried rice noodles

"Ask the host to practice more!"

"Good, good! I'll start now! "

Yang Song said, according to the system in his mind to teach his own fried method, began to practice, at the beginning, the taste is really good, but if this kind of things sold 158, Yang Song himself can kill himself!

Has been practicing 23 bowls, Yang songcai brought out a basin with a light brown, golden eggs. Pork is red and tender, and the surface is decorated with green scallions. When you smell it, you can also find the delicious flavor of Mediterranean red shrimp!

"Is this bowl almost finished?" Yang Song looked at the attractive fried rice noodles in front of him.

"Barely qualified, enough to sell, hope host more practice!"

In the animation of China, when the young masters bring out the dishes, they will emit a dazzling light after the cover is removed. Yang song seems to have seen the essence of fried rice noodles in front of him at this time.

How dazzling! How dazzling!

Before Yang Song bragged, he heard a faint voice outside the kitchen door.

"Well? What are you doing? In the middle of the night, it's so noisy, no, what's so delicious! Yang Song! Are you cooking food again

Meng Shihan originally rubbed his eyes and came to me vaguely, but after smelling the smell of fried rice flour, the whole person immediately woke up and called out.

Yang Song is not polite, carrying rice noodles on the table, chuckling: "just developed the fried rice noodles, you have a taste!"

"Mm-hmm! I wake up from hunger Meng Shihan's face showed a happy expression.

Just picked up chopsticks, Meng Shihan seems to remember something, strange asked: "how can you make fried rice noodles? Don't you just know how to bake kebabs

"Just learned it!" Yang Song Gao Leng's reply way: "if you don't want to eat, even if you don't want to eat!"

"I eat, I eat!"

For a food, not eating delicious food is the most painful thing! For example, Meng Shihan was only a little hungry now, but how could she resist after smelling the wonderful and attractive aroma?

Pick up a chopsticks of fried rice flour, Meng Shihan gently blowing out the hot fried rice flour, and then carefully put it into his mouth.

This bite, like a balloon in the mouth, a bite, the feeling of Q bounce between the lips and teeth, full of rich rice flour aroma, and seafood aroma.

The flavor of pork, eggs, seafood and a touch of green bamboo leaf! What's the matter?

Although Meng Shihan is very curious now, the delicious fried rice flour is so delicious that there is no way to stop it. There is only one chopstick after another.

See Meng Shihan eat so happy, Yang Song gently smile, turned back to the kitchen, quickly to himself also fried a, in the middle of the night, are about to starve to death!

After a night's practice of fried rice noodles, my hands are going to be sour. Finally, it's a success.

The fragrant fried rice flour is put into his mouth. Yang Song thinks it is a waste of rice flour. He should be able to stay in the world for everyone to visit!

Delicious. It's really delicious. Even if Yang Song is used to eating the best Beef Kebabs or delicious roast chicken wings, he still has a special taste for this rice noodle.

Maybe I haven't eaten anything similar to staple food!

It's really delicious.

"Yang Song, what you are doing now is fried rice noodles, but you really don't just want to open a night stand?"

Meng Shihan is very depressed about this matter. Before eating, he was very happy, but now he has finished eating. After careful consideration, it seems that Yang Songhui's is really the one on the night stand.

What kebabs! Now comes the fried rice noodles. If there is another egg fried rice, it will really become a night stand.

"I don't think so! I just happened to think of this way to stir fry rice noodles. Don't worry, I won't! " Yang Song shakes his head. The size of the system wants to make himself a kitchen god in the future. If he is a kitchen god who can only eat at night, it will really make people laugh.

"That's good!" Then Meng Shihan put down a little thought and said, "that's OK! I'm full. I'll go back to bed first. by the way! Did you bring this bowl yourself? How beautiful it looks! I didn't buy it! "

Yang Song realized that the rice noodles and chopsticks were brought by the system. He only paid attention to rice noodles before. Now, if you take a closer look, this bowl and chopsticks are really brought by the system!Suddenly, the system reminds me.

"Imperial celadon, a kind of official kiln which disappeared a hundred years ago, is perfectly insulated from heat insulation and ice. It can keep warm and cool when holding it."

It would be very bad if the extinct porcelain was found! However, since it is a hundred years ago porcelain, others should not know.

"How are you! I just feel beautiful! " Yang Song smiles and prevaricates.

Meng Shihan nodded, stood up and went back to the room.

Yang Song finished the fried rice flour in the bowl and chopsticks, and lay comfortably on the chair. He looked at it carefully with the bowl and chopsticks in his hand, and asked about the system in his mind.

"What if this bowl breaks when I wash it?"

"No, dirty bowl. The system will take it back and use it again next time!"

It's OK, so you don't have to clean yourself.

Go back to bed! When I woke up the next day, it was eleven o'clock at noon!

Meng Shihan woke up early, sat on the sofa, looked at Yang Song who had just got up, and called out, "Yang Song, I want to eat fried rice noodles!"

"There's no more. I'll have to wait until I set up a stall." Yang Song got the method of fried rice noodles yesterday. Today we can only wait until the end of the stall!

"All right." Meng Shihan is not a person who makes trouble without reason. It is estimated that Yang Song's rice noodles should not be prepared much, so I have to come back in the evening to eat.

Yang Song finished washing, standing in the living room, picked up an apple to eat, said hello, and went out to set up a stall.