Ye Gui always thought that he was coming to a steamed stuffed bun shop, but after arriving, he realized that this was not a steamed stuffed bun shop, it was simply a luxurious hotel.
This hotel is eight stories high, and there is a statue of Zhuge Liang with a feather fan and turban outside.
The three-meter-tall statue of Zhuge Liang is very domineering.
Even though 2000 years have passed, he is still turning clouds and rain with his hands, as if everything is under his control.
The strong aroma of steamed buns coming from the store is the best proof.
“The taste of this bun is just right, the taste of wheat is not hidden at all!”
Ye Gui couldn't help but praise him and walked in with Master Xie.
Entering the store, busy waiters came and went, making it very lively.
The seats inside were already full, and there seemed to be no room for them to leave their feet.
"So many people!"
Seeing so many people, Ye Gui asked: "Shall we come in the afternoon?"
"It's okay, I've told Boss Zhuge Yuan in advance, Master God of Cookery, let's go up there!"
Master Xie took Ye Gui into the elevator and went directly to the top floor.
The sound of the roaring Yellow River water on the top floor directly attracted Ye Gui.
The endless flow of the Yellow River is full of the chilling feeling of history.
Suddenly, the sound of the Yellow River's water flow suddenly increased, like thousands of horses galloping, and it also seemed to be warning Ye Gui.
What's going on with this sudden murderous aura?
Ye Gui glanced at Master Xie, who looked at the ceiling and pretended that nothing happened.
When I walked out of the elevator, I saw an elderly gentleman taking off his coat.
Although his skin is a little loose, the lines of his muscles can be vaguely seen.
Perhaps when the old gentleman was young, he was also a muscular man.
At this moment he was kneading the dough vigorously.
Although the old gentleman is already in his early eighties, he is very strong.
Every time you knead the dough, you use 100% of your strength.
What were originally just lumps of flour gradually turned into soft dough under his hands.
He kneaded the dough into a ball and cut it into two parts.
One of the parts he threw into the sky.
"Damn it, why did you throw it out?"
The barrage was astonishing.
The next second, the old man actually pressed the dough with his thumb and began to use centrifugal force to gradually turn the dough into pancakes.
Feeling the thickness of the dough, he threw it on the table.
Then the old gentleman rubbed his arms and suddenly stood on his head.
This sudden scene frightened Ye Gui and immediately went over to help the old man get up.
But Master Xie said: "Master God of Cookery, nothing will happen to Master Zhuge!"
Master?
It turns out that Master Xie is not that wild pastry master, but he comes from a well-known family.
No wonder Ye Gui thinks that many of Zhuge Yuan's tricks look very similar to Ye Gui's.
"I know, let's make cat ears!"
Ye Gui Yile has heard of the name of cat ears for a long time, but this is the first time he has seen them.
I saw the old gentleman standing on his head for ten minutes, his thumb glowing with metal.
Then he scraped hard with his thumb towards the flour, and a hole appeared directly in the flour.
And a piece of pasta that looked like cat ears flew into the air and fell directly into the boiling pot.
Mr. Zhuge's speed became faster and faster, and more and more cat ears fell into the pot.
After a while, the piece of dough disappeared.
There was also a fragrance coming from the pot.
The old man went to another ball of dough, rolled the dough into a long strip, and then divided the long strip into small dough balls of even size.
He kneaded the small dough with his bare hands and kneaded it several times.
The dough became a pancake. Zhuge Yuan picked up a large ball of meat and placed it on the pancake.
The other hand grasps the edge of the dough and turns it again and again to wrap the meat.
"This meat bun should be delicious, it's really as thin as a cicada's wings!"
Ye Gui was full of praise and was already waiting for the banquet to begin.
"It's the first time that the God of Cookery came to Shanjin. Didn't he show any kind of expression?"
Zhuge Yuan's work was finished and he put on his clothes again.
This is a white Chinese tunic suit.
He looks very elegant.
"You defeated my drunken disciple, and he was full of praise for your cooking skills. I really want to see it!"
The least effective one?
Ye Gui glanced at Master Xie, who blushed and said, "Master just has higher requirements for me. In fact, I am the most promising among his disciples!"
"You don't know how to explain. Explanation is just a cover-up!"
"I understand!"
Ye Gui shrugged: "But I haven't cooked for a long time, so let me try it!"
“Since this is a pasta province, naturally it’s pasta!”
Ye Gui walked to the desk, which was already filled with various things.
"Half an hour!"
Zhuge Yuan said.
He only gave Ye Gui half an hour.
Ye Gui expressed his understanding.
Half an hour is enough!
He first took out a lot of bones. The audience in the live broadcast room was surprised: "No, Master God of Cookery, you still want to make bone soup at this time? I'm afraid it's too late!"
"Yeah, why not make steamed buns or something like that? That's enough!"
Ye Gui smiled and said: "Don't panic, I am a chef and a professional, so I naturally have my own methods!"
He took out the bones and broke them with the back of a knife.
Then he collected the bones and the marrow that was almost leaking out, and threw them all into the pressure cooker.
Use strong pressure to press out the essence inside.
After pressing out the essence, filter out all the residue.
Add seasonings to taste, but it's not over yet.
He actually put the soup in a steamer and added a lot of vegetables and ice water.
While waiting for this to boil, Ye Gui opened a bag of high-gluten flour and poured it directly on the counter.
Pile the flour into a small volcano shape, beat in the eggs, add the boiled water and a lot of ice cubes.
The loose flour immediately turned into a ball of dough under his hands.
I saw Ye Gui grabbing the noodle cake with both hands, and with a gentle pull, it turned into a noodle cake about one meter long.
Buckle the dough together and pull gently again to make the dough become longer again.
As Ye Gui pulled it up and buckled it again and again.
The noodles are really as thin as hair.
Master Xie's face was full of horror, and he looked at the master again.
Zhuge Yuan also had a look of horror on his face.
"Twenty-six dunks, already exceeded the world record!"
Zhuge Yuan murmured, but Ye Gui had no intention of stopping.
"No, you can't buckle it anymore. If you buckle it any longer, the noodles will definitely break. I give up. You should make the noodles quickly. I want to eat them!"
Zhuge Yuan couldn't help but interrupt Ye Gui. You know, Long Xu Noodles is a master of noodles.
But Ye Gui smiled slightly: "I'm going to give you thirty deductions, just wait for me!"