Ye Fei's method of kneading the dough was very gentle. As he kept kneading, he saw a piece of dough gradually appearing in the blue porcelain basin.
The dough is slightly larger than an adult's fist and is golden brown in color.
Ye Fei was still kneading the dough, and the dough was constantly changing into various shapes under Ye Fei's hands.
In the end, Ye Fei kneaded it for a full twenty minutes before stopping. At this time, Ye Fei's forehead was sweating. He didn't expect that making a bowl of golden noodles would take so much effort. You had to know that he would Don't do it, it's too much trouble.
After the dough was kneaded, Ye Fei turned to look at Lin Jiani, only to find Lin Jiani licking her lips with her bright red tongue.
"Are you hungry just looking at the dough?" Ye Fei said with a smile.
Lin Jiani didn't feel embarrassed and nodded sharply: "This dough is really beautiful, I really want to take a bite."
Ye Fei picked up the dough from the green porcelain basin, handed it to Lin Jiani, and said, "Bite it."
Lin Jiani: '"... ....."'
Brother, if I say I want to take a bite, will you really bring it to me and take a bite? You have to at least cook it, right
"I'd better endure it."
Ye Fei chuckled.
The step of kneading the dough is over, and the next step is how to make noodles as thin as hair.
Ye Fei placed the golden dough on the cutting board and took out a rolling pin from the tool rack.
His rolling pin is about a foot long. It is reddish all over. Its surface is smooth and dazzling, and its lines are clear. At first glance, it is not an ordinary rolling pin.
Lin Jiani's eyes widened when she looked at the rolling pin. She pointed at the rolling pin and her lips trembled a little.
"This... red rosewood? And it's heartwood?"
Ye Fei glanced at Lin Jiani in surprise and praised: "Awesome, do you know this kind of thing?"
Lin Jiani said frantically: "Why can't I recognize you? Why can't I recognize you?! You have to know what red rosewood is. It is a super wood after small-leaf rosewood and South China Sea pear wood. There are all kinds of wood on the market. I’ve made almost 100,000 Huaxia coins after speculation. My God, you’re so capable, aren’t you? You actually use such precious wood to make a rolling pin? You are really a super spendthrift.”
Ye Fei: "..."
It's not me, it's not me, I'm not a prodigal, the system is the super prodigal. It gave me all these things. Let alone a broken piece of wood, maybe he can get you a few small-leaf rosewood pieces if you're happy. Furniture comes out.
"Well... I don't have much research on these things, but I think this rolling pin looks good and feels good to the touch. Besides, no matter how good the wood is, isn't it just for making tools?"
With that said, Ye Fei started to roll the dough with a rolling pin.
Seeing Ye Fei's calm look, Lin Jiani really had the urge to snatch away the rolling pin.
Damn it, that is a rolling pin made of red rosewood. If you put this one up at an auction, people who love wood will probably knock it off and grab it.
Now this guy is rolling the dough here again and again, it's really crazy.
Regardless of what Lin Jiani thought, Ye Fei pressed the rolling pin with both hands and rolled the dough.
The dough quickly takes on an oval shape, followed by thinning and thinning again.
Ten minutes later, Ye Fei rolled the dough into a three-millimetre-thick dough, long and thin.
Just when Lin Jiani thought it was done, who knew that Ye Fei had no intention of stopping and was still rolling the rolling pin on the dough again and again.
"I said, is that okay? It's already thin enough. If you roll it out again, it will break." Lin Jiani reminded.
Ye Fei's movements on his hands did not stop, and he said: "The reason why golden noodles are a very high-end pasta is because its production is more laborious and demanding. You can see this dough now, but if you make it now If you cut the noodles, the texture will be unsatisfactory."
"It's just a bowl of Arrancar, is that all?" Lin Jiani curled her lips and said.
Ye Fei nodded: "As for a chef who pursues perfection, every dish must be made to perfection."
After rolling for another five or six minutes, Ye Fei used less and less force on his hands until he finally stopped.
At this time, Ye Fei put the rolling pin aside, then pinched one end of the long dough with his hands, gently lifted it up, brought it to Lin Jiani, and said with a smile: "This is the truly perfect golden dough."
When Lin Jiani saw this face, she was stunned.
She really didn't expect that someone would make flour into the state in front of her. She saw that the dough was as thin as a cicada's wings. From here, she could vaguely see something two meters away on the other side. How could this be wrong? Dough, this is just a layer of plastic film, okay
"Is this... really dough?"
Ye Fei said: "You can touch it."
Lin Jiani touched the dough with trembling hands. The dough felt smooth and silky, with a warm feeling.
She quickly took her hand back and urged:
Ye Fei: "..."
Sister, why does this sound a bit awkward
Place the dough on the chopping board again, and then Ye Fei takes out a big knife.
Yes, Ye Fei had many knives, wide, narrow, long, and short, but Ye Fei didn't choose any of them. Instead, he chose a half-foot-long broadsword with a thick back and a thin blade.
Use this large knife to clean off the jagged edges around the dough, and then fold the dough up.
Then he saw Ye Fei raising his knife and gently tapping it.
Lin Jiani: "..."
"Where are you cutting the air? Where are the noodles?"
Ye Fei chuckled and said, "Let's get a feel for it, we haven't started cutting yet."
Lin Jiani rolled her eyes.
Ye Fei didn't tease her anymore, but pressed the folded dough with his left hand, held the knife vertically in his right hand, and cut it in one go.
Boom~~
There was a slight sound of the blade hitting the chopping board, and then Lin Jiani saw a noodle appear on the side of the big knife.
But when she saw this noodle, Lin Jiani was a little confused.
You can see that this noodle is not so much a noodle as it is a hair. No, it is thinner than a hair!
"Is this noodles?" Lin Jiani asked in disbelief.
She also knew that the whole egg golden noodles are thin and tough, but this... this one is too thin, not even thick as a human hair, it's so disgusting!
"This is noodles." Ye Fei said while cutting the dough with the big knife in his hand.
At this time, his face no longer had a playful expression, but was very serious.
She saw that the speed of his knife was getting faster and faster, and as he cut with each knife, Lin Jiani felt that she was hearing a wonderful piece of music, a movement of nature as the spring rain entered the forest.
Dong~~Dong Dong~~Dong Dong Dong~~Dong Dong Dong Dong… …
Ye Fei's knife speed became faster and faster. In the end, Lin Jiani was completely stunned because she found that she was standing next to Ye Fei, but she could not see the knife in Ye Fei's hand. She could only look at it. He saw a blurry shadow shaking in front of him.
"This knife skill... Emma, don't cut your hand." Lin Jiani murmured, not knowing whether she was reminding Ye Fei or talking to herself.
Ye Fei said nothing, his eyes fixed on the knife and dough in his hand.
It wasn't until this time that Ye Fei really used his knife skills. To be honest, after the system gave him knife skills, he rarely used them. He only showed off his skills a little when making golden potatoes and tofu, but those were just small skills. It's just a drizzle, but this time it's real.
The faster Ye Fei cuts, the happier he feels.
"This knife skill is really amazing."
This guy is narcissistic again.
The dough was not very long after being folded up, but Ye Fei took ten minutes to cut it!
Ten minutes later, the dough in Ye Fei's hand was gone and he stopped.
Ye Fei took a long breath, put down the knife, and turned to look at Lin Jiani.
Lin Jiani was seen standing aside with her mouth agape.
"Sister Lin, what's wrong?"
Lin Jia Ni looked at Ye Fei indifferently, then looked down at the row of golden noodles on the chopping board, and then she couldn't help but stretched out her white and tender hands to pick up a noodle, raised it to her eyes and looked at it, saying : "Are you sure this is noodles and not Maomao?"
Ye Fei: "I#￥%..."
The book has its own Yan Ruyu, the book has its own gold house, and the book has its own gold silk surface. Some friends are about to start school. Here are lanterns to wish everyone success in their studies, good grades every time, and study hard.
(End of chapter)