Without letting the two grandparents of the dealer wait for long, Feng Yifan personally brought the Yi Mansion to them.

When he saw the face coming up, Zhuang Zhebin instantly felt something different.

The chicken sauce Yifu noodles ordered by Zhuang Daozhong are topped with shredded mushrooms, shredded chicken, green vegetables, and the noodles soaked in clear soup.

Overall, it looks a bit bland and boring.

But the moment Zhuang Zhebin came on the noodles, he smelled the very fragrant chicken soup.

The clear soup exudes a strong fragrance. Zhuang Zhebin naturally understands that the soup base has been cleaned, but at the same time he also has a sense of expectation for this bowl of noodles.

Zhuang Zhebin looked at his bowl again, which contained fried meatballs, heart-to-liver and large intestine, tofu and dried tofu, and fried pork skin. However, after stacking such a bowl, the soup below was still clear.

Looking at this bowl, Zhuang Zhebin couldn't help but shake his head.

He knew that Yifu noodles were made of chicken soup and noodles, just to ensure that the noodles had a chicken soup flavor.

And the bowl of Yifu noodles in front of me was obviously too rich to taste the noodles.

Zhuang Zhebin even wondered: Why did the great-grandfather let his embankment be like this?

Zhuang Daozhong still saw the idea of ​​his great-grandson and said with a smile: "This bowl of chowdered Yifu noodles can better reflect Su Ji's skills as a chef. His taste is definitely not to be careless. Try it."

After saying that, Zhuang Daozhong had already started to eat his noodles.

The most classic way to make chicken juice Yifu noodles is to ensure that the noodles should be fresher than the soup base, but at the same time, the soup base should be kept in a fresh flavor so that it will taste very layered.

Suck.

A large mouthful of noodles mixed with soup base is put into the mouth.

When you bite the noodles in your mouth, the noodles burst out in an instant, and they are mixed with the fresh and thick chicken soup in your mouth.

This feeling instantly made Zhuang Daozhong narrow his eyes.

After swallowing it, Zhuang Daozhong gave Su Jinrong a thumbs up: "Okay, Jinrong, your son-in-law is really good at kung fu, and you haven't lost your Su Ji's skills."

Yifu noodles seem simple, but they are chicken soup, eggs and hand-rolled noodles, which are cooked first, fryed, and then cooked, similar to the instant noodles making process.

But the key point of Yifu noodles is that the ratio of chicken soup to noodles is the real test of the chef's kung fu.

Zhuang Daozhong knew very well that this move was the secret that Su Ji could not pass on.

When I was attending the state banquet together, Zhuang Daozhong wanted to learn, but in the end he was unable to truly grasp this essence.

Now that I have eaten it again after many years, it really makes Zhuang Daozhong feel extremely happy.

When Zhuang Zhebin heard the great-grandfather’s praise, he picked up a small small chopstick noodles with doubts, then put it in his mouth and took a bite.

Originally, he was not optimistic about the sticks in his bowl, but after eating them in such a small sip, Zhuang Zhebin immediately picked up a large ball of noodles again and gave himself a big mouthful of soup and noodles.

After taking a big bite this time, Zhuang Zhebin finally tasted the extraordinary bowl of noodles.

The toppings were obviously very rich, but it did not take away the original flavor of the noodles.

The noodles tasted like cooked and then fried, and they really did not lose their strength. The taste was actually different from instant noodles.

The toppings are fragrant and the noodles are fragrant. The taste that bursts out in the mouth makes Zhuang Zhebin completely fall into a state of inability to stop.

I quickly ate most of the noodles, and then I remembered the chowder in the bowl. First, I ate a piece of tofu that had sucked full of soup, which was delicious.

I ate another fried meatball.

After Zhuang Zhebin bit it down, he instantly spit out the meatballs again.

After gently fiddling with chopsticks, Zhuang Zhebin couldn't help but exclaim: "This fried meatball is actually a sandwich."

I picked up the meatballs with bitten open and took a sip of the soy sauce inside. Suddenly, there was a different taste, which surprised Zhuang Zhebin.

Seeing his great-grandson's face full of surprise, Zhuang Daozhong asked with a smile: "What's wrong? What does this meatball sandwich taste?"

Zhuang Zhebin came to his senses and looked at his great-grandfather, and said incrediblely: "It has a smell of black pepper sauce."

Zhuang Daozhong was also a little surprised: "What does black pepper sauce taste?"

Zhuang Zhebin put the fried meatballs open and put them back into his mouth, chewed them carefully and tasted them. Then he said to his great-grandfather: "Great Grandpa, this fried meatball actually tastes the black pepper steak. It's amazing."

After hearing what Zhuang Zhebin said, Zhuang Daozhong was also a little surprised and even wanted to eat a fried meatball to taste.

Zhuang Zhebin didn't stop and continued to eat the noodles and various chowders in the bowl, feeling like he couldn't stop at all.

Because each one brings him a wonderful taste, the chowder has no odor, mixed in toppings and soup base, and it complements the noodles with them, so you can't stop eating them.

Finally, after finishing this bowl at Zhuang Zhebin, Feng Yifan came out again to serve someone else’s meal.

He glanced at Zhuang Zhebin, who was eating at the bottom of his bowl, and asked with a smile: "How is it? Is it enough? Do you want to have something else?"

Zhuang Zhebin quickly turned around and looked at Feng Yifan and asked, "Uncle, how did you make that kind of meatball? Why does it taste like barbecue?"

Feng Yifan replied with a smile: "That's very simple, it's just the center and the flesh-skin jelly."

Zhuang Zhebin continued, "Well, I know the way to make it feel so comfortable. I want to ask, the taste and the sauce of the soup are really delicious."

Zhuang Zhebin originally wanted to ask the recipe directly, but after a glance by his great-grandfather, he immediately realized that he shouldn't ask, so he could only change his words and say "delicious".

Zhuang Daozhong smiled and said, "Yifan, your Yi Mansion is very good. It is indeed a craft that only Su Ji can have."

Feng Yifan responded with a smile: "Thank you, uncle Miao Zan. I am just the level that chef Su Ji should have. Not to mention that he is from the state banquet level of his grandfather back then, he is still somewhat different from my father's previous level."

Faced with Feng Yifan's modesty, Zhuang Daozhong nodded and said, "Well, you are not arrogant or impatient, Jinrong, your son-in-law is really the demeanor of a master."

Su Jinrong naturally smiled and said to his son-in-law: "Give me a plate of meat and meat to my uncle."

Zhuang Daozhong's eyes lit up when he heard this: "Oh? Crystal Meat? Jinrong, have you Su Ji still been making it?"

Su Jinrong nodded and said, "I have been doing it all the time, but I stopped for a while before, and Yifan came back, and he did it again."

Zhuang Daozhong immediately laughed and looked at his aftertaste: "Crystal food meat is a must-have item at the state banquet. The crystal food meat of the senior brother back then really tasted extraordinary and received unanimous praise."

When talking about the time back then, Zhuang Daozhong fell into a state of memory, and his expression was full of memories.

Feng Yifan did not stop, turned around and returned to the kitchen, took out the refrigerated meat from the refrigerator, and quickly sliced ​​it and placed it in front of Zhuang Daozhong.
Chapter completed!