Next, bacon stewed with fir tree mushrooms, duck stewed with konjac tofu, black-bone chicken stewed with wild chestnuts, etc. Liu Qi would take the initiative to introduce each new dish ordered by the guests.

This is the first time these diners have seen such a combination of eating. Looking at the color, the harmonious combination, and smelling the smell, the fragrance is so fragrant that they can't help but have greedy insects swarming around them, salivating in their mouths, and they immediately become gluttonous.

The fat man who was the first to attack looked more and more ugly when he saw the diners praising the new dish "Autumn Wind Po". As soon as he rolled his eyes, he thought of a way to make things difficult for Liu Qi.

"Shopkeeper Liu, can your restaurant make pasta? You know Luoyang people like pasta the most." The fat man asked hypocritically.

Damn it, after listening to the fat man's words, Lu Xiaoxian suddenly had the urge to go forward and give him a beating. This guy must be too damaged.

If in later generations, "Qiu Feng Po" could be considered a five-star hotel, it was a high-cost place. But this guy wants to eat pasta. If you want to eat pasta, there are stalls everywhere, and you need to make a special trip to "Qiu Feng Po"

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What's more, the restaurant has specially launched a series of new dishes for everyone to try. Isn't he just ruining the show?

The diners also saw that this fat man was just looking for trouble, and once again cast contemptuous eyes on him. At the same time, they were waiting for Liu Qi to get angry.

To the surprise of the fat man and all the diners, Liu Qi still had a smile on his face and didn't look angry at all. He agreed: "I want to eat noodles, eh! Of course it's no problem!"

After saying that, Liu Qi ordered him to go down. After a while, the waiter handed over several plates of steamed buns, steamed buns, flower rolls and other food.

Looking at the food, the fat man shook his head and sighed: "I can only take one bite of the noodles with thin vermicelli, thank you to shopkeeper Liu!".

After saying that, the people who came with the fat man also began to talk nonsense.

One of them said: "It doesn't matter anything else, as long as there is a bowl of shaved noodles."

Another person also said: "As for me, please make a bowl of colorful knife-cut noodles."

These people were obviously trying to make things difficult for Liu Qi, and all the diners looked at him.

Wang Haibin was gearing up and was already furious. If Lu Xiaoxian hadn't pulled him away, he would have gone up to teach these ignorant guys a lesson.

Liu Qi's temper was surprisingly good. He didn't care at all and smiled.

He nodded and said: "Isn't it just a few bowls of noodles? Please wait!"

Before Liu Qi could turn around, the fat man spoke again: "Although I just eat a bowl of noodles, I can't tolerate any perfunctory or dirty things. Can shopkeeper Liu ask the chef to move the stove to the lobby and cook it in public?"

It will make me feel at ease."

The fat man went too far. Everyone couldn't care less about eating because they were all so angry with this guy.

Liu Qi smiled contemptuously, nodded and left.

After a while, Liu Qi came with a chef, and several other waiters brought out the utensils and raw materials.

Everyone knew that this was about to be demonstrated in class.

The chef who came was none other than Chen San.

Chen San was shocked when he saw the fat man in front of him: "Master, why is it you?"

It turns out that this fat man is Chen San’s master Zhao Fengtang.

If he hadn't witnessed it with his own eyes, Lu Xiaoxian would never have imagined that Zhao Fengtang, one of the "Three Wonderful Chefs" known as Luoyang's number one chef, could be such a dirty fat man, let alone that he would come to "Autumn Wind Po" to play in person.

Zhao Fengtang glared at Chen San and snorted: "Don't call me master, I can't bear it!"

Once a teacher, always a father. Although Zhao Fengtang's words were not pleasant to listen to, Chen San did not dare to talk back and could only stand there with his head lowered.

Zhao Fengtang didn't care about the gazes of the diners. He looked Chen San up and down with a disdainful expression: "So, you are going to demonstrate in front of me?"

Chen San quickly shook his head: "If it wasn't me, how could I dare to demonstrate it in front of you, Master?"

"Who is that?" Zhao Fengtang asked suspiciously.

"It's me!"

The speaker was Taoist Master Xuanxu, but he was not wearing a Taoist uniform, but a white coat. He strode to Zhao Fengtang and smiled slightly: "Are you the 'Three Skills of the Divine Chef'? Nice to meet you!"

There are no diamonds, no porcelain work. Zhao Fengtang has also seen the world, and he knows that the person in front of him is definitely not simple. When did such a famous person appear in Luoyang City, why did he not know at all.

Zhao Fengtang asked tentatively: "I wonder if you are..."

"It doesn't matter who I am, don't you want to eat noodles? I'll make them for you right now!"

After that, Xuanxu washed his hands in the basin beside him and wiped them with a white towel. He did it very carefully and slowly.

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Everyone couldn't help but hold their breath and watched his every move quietly.

Zhao Fengtang raised his eyebrows. His eyes were calm and his breathing was even. His skills must not be simple.

In the eyes of everyone, Xuanxu began his demonstration.

While the flour is being sifted and kneaded, the water cooking the noodles is boiling.

After the bowls are arranged and the ingredients are put together, the process of making noodles begins.

The first thing to make was ramen. Xuanxu cut a piece of dough from the kneaded dough and kneaded it again. When it reached a certain level, he rolled the dough into a long strip. Then, he held the two ends with both hands, like a skipping rope.

Throw it up.

Shake it for a while, sprinkle some flour, and fold it again.

Throw it again, and so on.

During this period, the speed changed from slow to fast, and from fast to fast. At first, people could watch it, but later, they only saw a white shadow flying up and down, spinning rapidly, which was really dazzling.

Just when everyone was distracted, they heard a muffled sound, and the noodles had been stretched out, and they were lying on the chopping board.

When everyone took a closer look, they saw that the face was as thin as silk. How could it be compared to the fans?

Zhao Fengtang sighed and had nothing to say for a long time.

The diners who were eating had never known that there was such a method for making noodles. After standing dumbfounded for a moment, they all said "Okay".

Looking there, and then at Zhao Fengtang, Liu Qi showed a smile on his face.

Xuanxu was very indifferent. He just kept busy, shaking out the pulled noodles and spreading them into the rolling water. Then he flipped them with chopsticks a few times and they were done.

He was not seen using the ladle, only the chopsticks were flying rapidly.

After a while, the noodles curled up in the bowl like a snake. Sprinkle some green onion and pepper, drizzle some sesame oil, pour some sesame seeds, and the noodles are ready.

Its color is pleasing to the eyes, its fragrance is tempting to the nose, and its taste is so delicious that it can't help but whet your appetite.

The presentation is good, but that doesn't mean the taste is flawless.

Zhao Fengtang held up his chopsticks and just stretched out his hand, but was stopped by Xuanxu: "The ramen I make is made of a single noodle, and there is no break in the middle, so the way of eating it is naturally different from other noodles. You can't see that middle

Is there a root-like head standing at the end like a snake head? Let’s start using it from here!”
Chapter completed!