The water in the iron pot is constantly boiling, and the chewy noodles are constantly rolling inside, steaming and the aroma of the noodles is wafting in the air.
Han Yuyan, who was standing by the stove and counting the time, felt that the noodles were cooked, so he took a colander and started to scoop the noodles.
Tang Shanshan helped and served the noodles into porcelain bowls. The noodles were still steaming hot. Both girls had beads of sweat on their foreheads, but they were smiling and looking forward to the noodles they were going to eat today.
Soon, the noodles in the iron pot were served in more than a dozen porcelain bowls.
"Master, the noodles are ready." Han Yuyan wiped the sweat from his forehead with a towel and shouted to Ye Chui with a smile.
Ye Chui, who was busy on the other side of the kitchen, heard it and hummed. Then he came over with a seasoning plate and began to sprinkle seasonings on the noodles with a small spoon. There were peppercorns, salt, MSG, some light soy sauce, vinegar, and of course green onion shreds, ginger shreds, and minced garlic.
On a stove on the other side, the vegetable oil in the wok had begun to boil, emitting a pungent and spicy aroma - Ye Chui had added a bunch of dried chilies and chili sprouts to the wok, making a hot and fragrant "chili oil".
Seeing that the heat was almost right, Ye Chui picked up the wok, walked to the bowls of noodles, and poured some into each one.
“Sizzle—”
When hot oil is poured into the rice bowl, a puff of white smoke immediately rises. The fiery aroma is immediately mixed with a spicy aroma, and the taste of various condiments mixed together, brewing an indescribable beauty.
Finally, Ye Chui put down the oil pan.
"The oil-splashed noodles are ready and can be served out." Ye Chui said to the two girls with a smile at last.
"Is it ready?" Tang Shanshan looked at the steaming bowls of noodles with her big eyes and licked her lips. "It smells so good. I can't wait to eat it. But... Boss, isn't this bowl of oil-splashed noodles too simple? I can make noodles like this myself."
"It looks simple, but it's not that easy to make." Ye Chui smiled and shook his head, pointing to the oil pan next to him, "Let alone other things, just this chili oil alone is impossible for ordinary people to make."
The essence of oil-splashed noodles can be said to be the chili oil. There is even a saying in the previous life that if you want to eat authentic oil-splashed noodles, you must go to SX, because only SX people can make the most authentic chili oil.
Of course, this is not to say that there is a lot of technical content in making chili oil, but making authentic chili oil is not a simple task. The temperature of the oil and the timing of adding dry chilies are very important. One more point and the chilies will become mushy, and one less point and the chilies will not be cooked through. Naturally, the taste of the oil-splashed noodles made in this way will be greatly reduced.
Tang Shanshan stuck out her tongue and said, "Anyway, I decided to give it a try when I get home, and let my brother and dad have a taste of my cooking skills."
"Haha, okay, but let's take the food out first. They have probably been waiting for a long time." Ye Chui said with a smile.
There are still two days until the seventh cooking competition with Wangfu Noodle House.
In the past two days, at the strong request of Tang Shanshan, Chen Tian and others, Ye Chui had to make noodles for them every day, saying that they wanted to select the most delicious noodles. But in fact, their intention was obvious, they just wanted to taste the delicacies that Ye Chui mentioned.
Ye Chui had no choice but to satisfy them.
Today it’s our turn to make oil-splashed noodles.
As for why I made more than a dozen bowls...
First of all, some people have a big appetite, and one bowl is not enough, such as the fat aunt Jiang Yuemei and Chris who has been staying here these days. In addition, many guests in Chen's Inn know about Ye Chui's noodles these days, so they also want to share a bowl. Of course, the price is not cheap, but many people still enjoy it. There are even people from outside who come to Chen's Inn specifically to buy noodles, but ignore the Mapo Tofu Restaurant opposite...
Chen's Hotel is not a restaurant. Chen Jiao later issued a rule that only residents of Chen's Hotel can eat the noodles here. So, all the rooms in the hotel were immediately filled...
When Ye Chui, Tang Shanshan and Han Yuyan came into the hall carrying the steaming hot, spicy noodles with oil, the diners sitting at the dining table stretched their necks to look over.
"What delicious food will Master Ye Chui make today?"
"I heard it's called oil-splashed noodles, a classic noodle dish in China."
"Oil-splashed noodles? I did eat it when I went to China for business some time ago, and it was nothing special."
"Can what you eat be the same as what Master Ye makes? It's not on the same level."
The two diners were talking to each other.
Here, Ye Chui asked Han Yuyan and Tang Shanshan to distribute bowls of noodles to everyone one by one. Soon, the sound of slurping noodles could be heard in the hall.
The voices of the two diners who were discussing earlier rang out again.
"I realized I was cheated!"
"What's the meaning?"
"The noodles I had at Still in Love a while ago were not oil-splashed noodles at all!"
“The taste is so different from this.”
"It's a world of difference. Spicy and refreshing, these noodles are absolutely delicious. Compared with the oil-splashed noodles I had at that time, it was simply chaff!"
"Whether noodles are delicious or not depends on the cooking skills of the person who cooks them."
"So spicy! So fragrant! So refreshing!"
Spicy, fragrant and refreshing, this is the delicious taste of this bowl of oil-splashed noodles.
The sound of people slurping noodles could be heard in the hotel lobby.
"The method of making this noodle looks extremely simple, but the taste is very clever. The combination of several simple flavors makes the tongue seem to be completely out of control in an instant. It is very spicy and refreshing. It is really delicious noodles." The fat aunt Jiang Yuemei quickly finished a bowl of noodles, wiped her mouth with a tissue, and took another bowl without hesitation. While stirring the noodles, she continued, "I have eaten oil-splashed noodles before, but it is never as delicious as this."
The delicious oil-splashed noodles did not disappear in the era when meat was considered poisonous, and now you can find oil-splashed noodles shops almost everywhere in China. However, there is no guarantee whether the noodles are authentic. To get authentic oil-splashed noodles, you have to go to SX. It is difficult for people from other places to grasp the essence of this delicious noodle dish.
However, these are not difficult for Ye Chui.
"Of course. The most important part of this noodle dish is the spicy oil. Although it looks simple, the technical content is actually very high. Ordinary people can't make it authentically." Tang Shanshan said as she was learning on the spot, which caused Han Yuyan to roll his eyes.
Chris, who has become very skilled in using chopsticks in the past two days, was holding the bowl of noodles in his hands, slurping the noodles into his mouth. He was sweating profusely from the heat, but he refused to slow down. At this time, he smiled and said in English, "I originally thought that only Italian noodles were the most perfect. Now it seems that I was wrong. Chinese noodles are the most delicious."
For a gourmet to say this, it is obviously a very high compliment.
Ye Chui readily accepted this evaluation: "The Chinese are the first nation to eat noodles, and it can be traced back to the Qin and Han dynasties. At that time, noodles were called soup cakes. When it comes to the technique of cooking noodles, the Chinese are definitely among the best in the world."
"I've eaten all kinds of noodles from you, Ye Chui, these past two days, and I couldn't agree more with your point of view." Jiang Yuemei said with a smile, and she had already eaten half of the second bowl of noodles. It looked like Aunt Jiang would eat three bowls today...
She thought of something and asked Ye Chui, "You've made beef noodles, stewed noodles, hot dry noodles, and oil-splashed noodles in the past two days. I think these noodles are not worse than the oil noodles and meat noodles in Wangfu Noodle House. Ye Chui, have you decided what noodles to make for the cooking competition?"
"I've thought about it." Ye Chui said with a smile.
"What is it?" Everyone looked at Ye Chui curiously.
But Ye Chui deliberately kept it a secret and said, "Let's not talk about it for now. Anyway... it's what you didn't eat before."
Everyone's eyes were filled with indescribable anticipation.
"By the way, Master." Han Yuyan was eating noodles slowly. At this moment, he thought of something, put down the bowl and looked at Ye Chui, "Big Brother called last night. The thing you asked him to mail should be delivered today."
"Really? That's great." Ye Chui's face lit up with joy.
"What do you want to give as a gift?" Chen Jiao was stunned.
"A kitchen knife." Ye Chui said with a smile, "It's not easy to get this thing through customs. Later, I asked Mr. Han for help and passed the thing through security inspection as a work of art."
Everyone was puzzled. Chen Tian asked, "Master, if you need a kitchen knife, can you just tell us? There are so many of us who run restaurants. What kind of kitchen knife can't we find?"
"Master's kitchen knife is not an ordinary kitchen knife." Han Yuyan explained proudly.
"Could that kitchen knife be made of gold?" Tang Shanshan's eyes immediately lit up... The girl's money-grubbing nature was immediately exposed.
Li Xiuyun, who was sitting next to her, shook his head and smiled: "It's not made of gold, but the value of a kitchen knife is more expensive than gold."
Tang Shanshan became even more curious after hearing this: "What kind of kitchen knife is this? It's so powerful."
"Mr. Ye Chui's kitchen knife is called Zhanxiang. It is a top-grade kitchen knife made by the father of Caidao Zhang, a famous Chinese kitchen knife craftsman." Li Xiuyun explained. After all, he was a reporter and was very clear about this kind of thing. When he talked about this matter, he thought of some important information. "By the way, when I went to Chinatown this time, I investigated some things, which were related to this kitchen knife."
"What's the matter?" Ye Chui asked curiously.
"Cleaner Zhang's father, Old Cleaver Zhang, had three knives that he was most satisfied with in his life. The first one among the three knives was your Zhanxiang, Mr. Ye Chui. The third one was a knife called Yuchang, which was collected by an old chef in Hebei. As for the second knife, Huawei, its whereabouts have been unknown." Li Xiuyun's face became serious. "But after my investigation, I found that the second knife Huawei was very likely to have been circulated in Chinatown." (~^~)