Ling Rui smiled and continued to knead the dough. Although it was tiring to make such a large bowl of flour three-glossy, it was not difficult in Ling Rui's hands.
After more than ten minutes, the dough will be thickened. Then, cover it with a damp cloth and prepare to wake up a little. Hand-pulled noodles require high-gluten flour, and you have to wake up several times.
This was just the first time. Ling Rui was going to wake up for 15 minutes, and during these 15 minutes, he started to deal with other ingredients.
First, cut the pork belly into cubes.
With the one-star tool and Ling Rui's proficient basic skills, this is all simple.
Then comes the other ingredients, which are basically shredded.
"Brother, I'm impressed with your knife skills!" Yang Zi spoke from the side, showing that the fastest way to cut the knife is to shred. How to cut thinly, well and neatly is the basic skill of a chef.
"If you call me big brother again," Ling Rui stopped what he was doing and looked at Yang Zi, "or you can just eat noodles in the morning."
"Cough cough cough!" Yang Zi coughed lightly and looked at the ceiling, "I didn't say anything! Chef! Chef Ling!"
Ling Rui shook his head and laughed, helpless, the skinny person is really skinny!
Fifteen minutes later, the first rise of the dough was over. Ling Rui immediately took off the wet cloth and continued to knead the dough until it was light and smooth, and then covered it with the wet cloth again.
"Isn't the dough ready?" Peng Xiaoran asked.
"To make hand-pulled noodles, you have to wake them up several times." Ling Rui explained, "It's more chewy."
Peng Xiaoran nodded.
At this time, a voice came from outside the door.
"Is anyone at home? Have you gotten up?" A very clear male voice.
"It's not good to shout like this, what if people are still sleeping?" A female voice with a slightly weird accent.
"Oh, no, look, the program team has already set up the equipment." The man said.
"Indeed not." Next to him, another man said with a smile, "According to what I know, the chef gets up on time at 6 o'clock every day, then goes out for a morning run, buys groceries, and comes back to make breakfast, rain or shine, unshakable.
It's already 7 o'clock now, so he must be up."
"Teacher Nie Yuan, you have done a good job in your homework!" came another young female voice.
"Oh, Teacher Nie Yuan!" Peng Peng was walking at the door and was surprised when he saw the person coming, "I didn't even hear it last night! Welcome!"
"Haha, there are so many things that you can't hear." Nie Yuan smiled, "Why, Teacher Huang and Teacher He haven't gotten up yet?"
"I should get up because I know guests are coming." Peng Peng replied with a smile, "Welcome brother Xu Kai, welcome sister Song Yi, and welcome sister Rong Rong!"
"Hey, Peng Peng is already accepting guests without shyness?" Huang Lei looked down from the balcony on the second floor and said with a smile.
"Teacher Huang, we have a guest!"
"I know, I know, I'll be down soon."
…
So, the Mushroom House was really lively, there were 10 flying guests, 10 flying guests! What a concept! There are long tables to sit at!
After He Jiong and Huang Lei washed up, they also went downstairs.
"Welcome Lao Nie!"
"Welcome Xu Kai!"
"Welcome Rongrong, Song Yi!"
"You came just in time, the chef is making breakfast." Huang Lei said with a smile.
"We just came here for food." Nie Yuan laughed loudly, "Hey, there are a lot of people."
"That's right, they are all foodies, attracted by the food." Huang Lei said with a helpless look.
"Hahaha!"
Everyone greeted each other.
At this time, the live broadcast room also happened to be opened.
"Whoa whoa whoa!"
"Teacher Nie Yuan! Your Majesty!"
"Haha, Xu Kai, Fu Heng!"
"Song Yi, Manli!"
"Sister Rong Rong! Wow! There are so many people here today!"
…
"Come on, let's sit outside first, not in the kitchen." Huang Lei invited everyone to sit down in the courtyard. Why should guests just go into the kitchen when they arrive? "Peng Peng, help Xiao Rui, sister, help Teacher He pour the food
Tea."
"OK."
"Um!"
"Let me help Brother Rui too." Chen Xingxu said with a smile.
"Okay, okay, there are enough people in the kitchen," He Jiong smiled.
"So polite." Nie Yuan laughed, "Okay, then I won't be polite."
"Okay, okay, you're welcome!" Huang Lei also laughed loudly, "Go and sit down."
"OK."
In front of two teacher-level artists, several other people were quite cautious.
So everyone sat down.
…
After Ling Rui woke up the dough for the third time, he divided the dough into portions and kneaded them into long strips. Then, he brushed each long strip of dough with cooking oil, placed it on a plate, neatly stacked it, and woke it up again.
As soon as I wake up, I can make noodles in no time.
"I didn't expect it was Teacher Nie Yuan." Peng Peng lit the fire in the stove, "I really didn't hear it last night."
"When did you hear that?" Chen Xingxu asked rhetorically.
Ling Rui laughed while listening to the conversation between the two.
A large pot was filled with water and covered with a lid.
The other pot is for making fried sauce.
Heating the oil in the pan, Ling Rui added the diced pork belly and stir-fried.
"Peng Peng, the fire may be bigger."
"Okay, Brother Rui!"
The pork belly changes color quickly at high temperatures and exudes an alluring aroma. The smell of high-end ingredients is not something ordinary people can tolerate, not to mention the high-temperature cooking and frying method.
Peng Peng lit the fire, swallowed his saliva, and forced himself to look at the fire.
…
Outside, Xu Kai's nose twitched, "It's so fragrant early in the morning, who can tolerate it?"
"It's indeed very fragrant." Nie Yuan smiled, "The chef's cooking skills are indeed beyond compare."
"Haha, that's right." Huang Lei nodded, "You guys will know after you eat it."
"Hmm... I really want to eat it when I smell it." Song Yi nodded, "What are you doing this morning?"
"Old Beijing fried noodles." Yang Zi replied with a smile, "I make the fried sauce myself, prepare the dishes myself, and even the noodles are hand-pulled noodles made by myself."
"This is too awesome!" Zhang Rongrong was surprised, "How long will it take?"
"It should be almost done. After all, we are lighting the fire." Li Xian laughed, "If you are hungry, you can eat some snacks first to cushion your stomach."
"That's not the case, it's not like that." Nie Yuan quickly waved his hand. Although it is a lifestyle program, this program is really too good.
…
The lard had been squeezed out of the diced pork belly, so Ling Rui mixed the sweet noodle sauce and dry yellow sauce evenly, poured it into the pot and stir-fried over medium heat until the sauce became fragrant, then added diced mushrooms, minced ginger, minced garlic, cooking wine, and an appropriate amount of water.
"Xingxu, come here." Ling Rui said and looked at Chen Xingxu, "In a moment, you will stir the fried sauce in the pot. The sauce and the diced meat should be watery and emulsified. Pengpeng, the fire in the pot outside can be lowered.
.”
"Okay." The two agreed. One began to slowly remove the heat, and the other took the long chopsticks from Ling Rui's hand and began to stir the fried sauce. He endured the smell and kept swallowing. It was too difficult.
Ling Rui, on the other hand, took out the pot and started ramen noodles.
With just a few simple movements, the thick noodles turned into thin ramen noodles, which continued to become finer and thicker as Ling Rui moved.