In the kitchen downstairs, Lu Weidong was cooking and talking to Lou’s mother.

Lu Weidong mainly answered various questions raised by Lou’s mother.

How to boil Yangchun noodle soup? How long does it need to boil? What ingredients are in it?…….

When Lou's mother heard that there were more than 20 kinds of Chinese medicines in the soup stock, her face showed a hint of surprise and she couldn't help but sigh.

The most important fried scallion oil for Yangchun noodles is purple onion. The fried scallion oil is very rich and has a unique taste.

The oil is lard, which is the most critical point in making Yangchun noodles. Only lard can ensure the aroma of scallion oil and noodles.

On the surface, Yangchun noodles seem to be tasteless, but all the essence of this bowl of noodles is in the broth and scallion oil.

Whether the taste is authentic or not depends on these two points.

When Lu Weidong fried the onions, the rich aroma of onions hit his nostrils, and Lou Xiaoe, who had been eavesdropping at the door, couldn't help but walk in.

She was wearing a very simple student uniform with a top and skirt, revealing her two plump snow-white arms. She looked indescribably lazy and charming between movement and stillness.

Lou's mother was anxious for her daughter, who had been waiting for her for a long time. Seeing that her daughter finally showed up, she hurriedly introduced her to Lu Weidong with a smile.

Lu Weidong nodded and called Miss Lou.

Lou Xiao'e nodded reservedly, her eyes fell on the scallion oil, and she sighed: "It smells so good! You can smell it from so far away from the door."

"Of course!" Lu Weidong agreed casually, lowered his head and continued his movements.

Lou's mother saw her daughter spinning around in circles, not in a good state.

She hurriedly handed him a handful of chives, told him to learn from Lu Weidong, and went straight out.

As soon as Lou's mother walked out of the door, she immediately turned around and hid in the dark to listen.

Lou Xiao'e picked a few green onions and became a little annoyed.

She looked at Lu Weidong and saw that Lu Weidong was busy meticulously. This serious look made Lou Xiaoe feel good-looking.

"Lu Weidong, don't you talk much while cooking?" Lou Xiao'e asked suddenly.

"Well!" Lu Weidong raised his head and glanced at Lou Xiao'e, wondering what she meant by this?

"I was wondering, you are not old, do you have no other hobbies besides cooking?" Lou Xiao'e said seriously.

Lu Weidong lowered his head after hearing this, and then his voice slowly explained.

"Yes! When I was in school, there were a lot of them! However, after I started working, I focused on being a cook. As time goes by, I will find interesting things."

"Interesting stuff? What do you mean?" Lou Xiao'e asked curiously.

"Nature is the taste of the soup stock, the combination of recipes, harvesting in autumn and storage in winter, and the natural way of cooking, retaining the best deliciousness in every season."

"I don't understand, can you explain it briefly?" Lou Xiao'e suddenly became interested.

"It's simple! When oranges grow in Huainan, they become oranges, and when oranges grow in northern Huaibei, they become oranges. Authentic and authentic things come from the surrounding environment, so Tao follows nature."

"Ouch! Do you cooks have to reach this level?" Lou Xiao'e said in surprise.

"Of course!" Lu Weidong nodded. At this time, the soup was already boiling, and the steam was coming out.

Lu Weidong opened the lid of the big pot, and a strong aroma spread around.

Lou Xiao'e felt a strong fragrance coming to her nose, and she couldn't help but take a few deep breaths.

"Ah!" The aroma is so powerful.

She couldn't help but shout.

Perhaps, she suddenly felt that she had lost her composure, and her cheeks suddenly turned red.

Lu Weidong took out the spice bag, placed three bowls and began to mix the sauce.

Take one spoonful of lard, two spoons of soy sauce, half a spoonful of sugar, and two spoons of chopped green onion. Add broth and stir well. Pour the noodles and vegetables into a bowl and add three spoons of green onion oil.

A bowl of fragrant Yangchun noodles is ready!

"Miss Lou, it's time to serve dinner." Lu Weidong shouted to Lou Xiao'e who looked dull.

"Ah? So fast?" Lou Xiao'e couldn't help but said, she felt that time passed so fast.

Mother Lou at the door felt depressed after hearing this. She immediately walked out and shouted: "Are you ready? Master Xiao Lu!"

"Hmm! Let's make three bowls first. Will we make another three bowls later or should we continue?" Lu Weidong asked.

"Uh... keep doing it! Keep doing it! I'm afraid there won't be enough to eat." Lou's mother said with a smile.

"Okay!" Lu Weidong nodded and started cooking noodles.

Lou's mother put two bowls of noodles on the wooden plate, left the third bowl for her daughter, and said, "My child, you can talk to Master Lu in the kitchen!"

After saying that, Lou’s mother went upstairs with the wooden tray.

After her mother left, Lou Xiao'e took the chopsticks and couldn't help but take a bite of the noodles.

As soon as she entered her mouth, she was immediately shocked.

Just as my mother said, this taste is all-encompassing, with all kinds of wonderful aromas wrapping around the tip of the tongue.

A bowl of noodles can remind her of many delicious things.

Lou Xiao'e feels that the food she ate in the past now tastes as unpalatable as pig food.

No!

I want to eat more!

Lou Xiao'e didn't care about the hot soup scalding her mouth, she slurped the noodles in big mouthfuls.

Lu Weidong looked up at the imageless Lou Xiao'e, shook his head slightly, and said nothing.

Although Lou Xiao'e eats noodles without any image, this is a silent compliment to his cooking skills.

In addition, Lu Weidong saw another side of Lou Xiao'e. The real fireworks in the world are flesh and blood, not an illusory picture existing in fantasy.

After making six bowls of noodles, Lu Weidong said goodbye to his father and mother.

Not far from the front door of Lou's house, he heard the sound of a bicycle bell from behind.

When Lu Weidong turned around, he found Lou Xiao'e riding a bicycle slowly and smiling.

"My parents asked me to see you off, get in the car!" Lou Xiao'e pretended to be chic.

"Are you okay?" Lu Weidong asked a little uncertainly.

"Nonsense! Do you think I'm a fool? I can't even ride a bicycle?" Lou Xiao'e was a little dissatisfied.

"Come on! Thank you, just take me to the bus stop." After Lu Weidong finished speaking, he jumped up and sat in the back.

Lou Xiao'e was very panicked and the handlebars of the car were shaking. However, she still gritted her teeth and secretly cheered herself up.

The bicycle swayed and moved forward as slowly as a snail.

Lu Weidong finally felt something was wrong and was about to get off the car.

However, it's too late.

A car came from the opposite side, and Lou Xiaoe panicked. The front wheel of the bicycle hit the ditch, and the person and the car fell to the ground.

"Ah!"

Lou Xiao'e had just jumped out of the car, but was knocked down by Lu Weidong's body. She felt a cow pressing on her belly, and she couldn't help but let out a scream.

And Lu Weidong felt soft, and that numb strength appeared again.

The golden book shook, and twelve pages were opened.

One of the eighteen famous Kyushu noodles: Taihe Ban Mian.

Noodle water formula: 3 pounds of noodles: 1.4 pounds of water: 50 grams of salt: 2.4 grams of alkali.

Stock recipe: 200g star anise, 40g nutmeg, 40g amomum villosum, 60g white peony root, 100g galangal, 80g prunella vulgaris, 50g komong, 60g lithospermum, 50g poria, 60g pepper.

, 70 grams of woody wood, 60 grams of bibo, 60 grams of oranges, 100 grams of pepper, 120 grams of nepeta, 50 grams of thyme seeds...

Another harvest!

A smile appeared on Lu Weidong's face.

This smile happened to be seen by Lou Xiaoe, and she immediately felt very dazzling.

What does Lu Weidong mean? He seems very happy when I am unlucky!

This... what kind of weird hobby is this?
Chapter completed!