Chapter 929: Craftsmanship of the Food Empire

Bang ... A piece of dough smashed heavily on the chopping board, and the white flour was sprinkled on it, and it was held together with strong and strong hands. Pull, fold in half, shake, and repeat this for more than ten times. The noodles, which are as necessary, are cut with a knife and thrown into boiling water.
Meat and bones are boiled in boiling water, the soup is like milk, and the flavor is delicious. The cooked noodles are quickly picked up and served with simple oil and salt to make a bowl of delicious noodle soup.
"Wow ..."
"God, it's amazing."
"This skill is definitely not seen in our hometown of Kentucky."
In Yunshan City, there was a hilarity in the large kitchen of the 8th Regiment of the 1st Division of the US Cavalry. Dozens of American head soldiers waiting for dinner were amazed around a pot. In their opinion, the "old machine" that is making noodles is simply a god-man.
"K, company, company, the noodles of the sixth tank battalion are ready." Zhou Qingfeng gathered around an apron, came out with a big bucket full of noodle soup. A pile of high-nosed American devils immediately surrounded him with cheers.
"Oh ... give me a copy, this noodle looks great."
"This scent has cured my anorexia and I can't wait to eat a big bowl."
"This amazing noodle is the biggest comfort in winter, and it is really delicious for a lifetime."
Looking at a group of foreign devils so fond of the noodles they made, the ‘old machine’ responsible for the noodles was angry. As he pushed harder, he shouted, "This group of dead Yankees, who don't eat good meat and throw it away, actually like to eat noodles. They are a bunch of prodigals."
The deputy monitor was in charge, and when he heard the complaint from the "old machine", he slammed the other side with his elbow, and said solemnly, "Pay attention to discipline, don't ruin the monitor's plan. Otherwise, if our teacher crashes into this How many warriors do you have to sacrifice for an armored regiment? "
Think of the tanks one by one in Yunshan City. The ‘old plane’ can only shut up and slam its face. Thanks to them having a full meal at noon, this will make the energy seem to endless, a few minutes is a large portion of noodles out of the pot.
Not long ago, everyone in the Sharp Knife Class was still stunned by the powerful logistics of the United States, but it is now the turn of the Americans to reflect on the deliciousness of their cooking. You know, when they said they would borrow American cooking utensils to make some food, the American chefs in the field kitchen expressed disdain.
A group of "Southern Stick" indigenous people who can express their surprise by eating a bread. Want to make an unparalleled delicious for American soldiers? This is ridiculous!
Well, now that you have boasted Haikou with the sir, we have to see what incredible food you can make? Don't tell me it's a hot pot of kimchi and lunch, that stuff will trigger a military camp riot, hahaha ...!
And now ... several American chefs are behind ‘Old Machine’. They were shocked to see that the rough-footed Asian man could make noodles with both hands alone. And just a few meat and bones can cook a fragrant broth, which is more magic than common sense.
After tasting the "old machine" noodles, American chefs also had to be convinced with the thumbs up and praised it loudly, saying that this is the best noodle they have ever eaten.
At the request of Zhou Qingfeng, ‘Old Machine’ also said a few laughs to the duck, saying that he was happy to serve Americans. But in his heart, it turned out to be a contempt for American soldiers to scorn the powerful logistics of the United States. Eating a noodle made him happy!
On the other side, there was a cauldron. Two shovel were stirring in the pan. The fire was flourishing under the pot, the lard on the pot was sizzling, and hundreds of scattered eggs were poured into the pot, immediately making a splashing sound of stabbing.
The American soldiers who were waiting to eat the noodles heard the sound, and even ran to the dinner plate, yelling and yelling in the Chinese language in their mouths: "Egg fried rice, egg fried rice, we love eggs Fried rice. "
The other two soldiers were carrying a bucket of rice that had just been drained, and the rice poured into the cauldron and began to stir vigorously. Lard, eggs, rice, and a variety of simple ingredients are mixed with each other to produce a delicious flavor that can make people rush.
In the matter of eating, the accumulation of thousands of years of craftsmanship in the Empire of Food and Beverage is extremely rich, and casually using some homework skills is a magical attack that is confusing and difficult to resist.
Compared to being roasted or stewed, foreigners who eat it raw ca n’t do it. The Chinese have long played cooking in a strange way. There are countless ways to match all kinds of spices and ingredients.
The most important thing is that the Chinese food is simple, really simple!
Can a table of time-consuming French meals be prepared under field conditions? Dream it!
However, under field conditions, simply making noodles and fried rice because of the badness can make these American soldiers scream ‘God’.
The hot fried rice was cleaned up as soon as it was out of the pot. Everyone who has eaten claims to like it and loves it. Their frenzy looks like Christmas ahead of time, with happy smiles hanging on their faces.
The excitement in the kitchen even shocked the senior US military officer in Yunshan City. After a burst of ‘Li Zheng’ shouts, the entire kitchen immediately stood upright, with his hands close to the seams of his pants, serious and serious.
A beauty wearing a colonel's rank walked into the kitchen and accompanied his lieutenant shouted, "Now it's Colonel Palmer's instruction."
Alas ... the commander of the eighth regiment of the US Cavalry First Division, who was changing defense with the Nanbat First Division, arrived. As soon as the big players appear, the momentum is different. Everyone stands, even the sharp knife class.
‘Old Machine’ originally had a stomachache for cooking and cooking for Americans, but now he still needs to stand up for American officials, and he could n’t help but whispered,
I ’m a volunteer soldier, should I salute the Americans?

Now even the deputy monitor gave the ‘old machine’ a kick and whispered:
To salute you, salute, at this time less nonsense. If the plan fails, I will tear you alive first.

"If we have one now, can we make great achievements?" ‘Dou Ding’ interrupted. This remark made everyone in the sharp knife class be excited. Uh ... except for Uncle Zhou.
Colonel Palmer appeared with a big laugh. First, he greeted the American officers and soldiers who were present to get closer, and then smelled the fragrance and went to the pot table of the sharp knife class. The colonel first looked at the boiling noodles and fragrant fried rice in the pot, and then looked at Zhou Qingfeng and others.
"I heard that a team of Nanbok chefs with outstanding cooking skills came from the kitchen. The food they cooked was greatly welcomed. I think the so-called 'Nangbok chefs' must be you." Colonel Palmer laughed.
When Zhou Qingfeng should not pretend, he shouted, "Dear Colonel, I am very honored to serve you. Would you like to taste our food?"
"Of course I do." Colonel Palmer said kindly that he was actually very kind. He took the dinner plate handed over by Zhou Qingfeng, tasted the noodles and fried rice ~ EbookFREE.me ~, and then showed his gesture of joy with soldiers.
But Zhou Qingfeng's ability to detect color is too outstanding, and it is easy to feel that the other party is not actually conquered by simple noodles and fried rice. If you think about it, being an official is definitely not so easy to deal with. What other people have not eaten?
So Zhou Qingfeng said to Douding, "Get on our secret weapon."
"Dou Ding" quickly put on asbestos gloves and took out a roasted smoked yellow mud ball from an oven. The gadgets are common, but they have successfully attracted the Colonel, he asked, "What is this?"
Zhou Qingfeng shouted again with a throat and shouted, "This is the secret recipe of the palace that has been passed down for thousands of years. It has unparalleled delicacies recorded in the history of dozens of generations and the world-famous cuisine.
Hehehe ...
Zhou Qingfeng's voice was loud and loud, attracting the attention of the audience. However, the closest Doudou to him was secretly thinking to himself: monitor, although I don't understand English, is it necessary for a chicken named Huahua to use such a long string of words to describe it?
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