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The old **** is actually a kind of pasta, a kind of noodle pasta, the former Guanzhong is now Shaanxi, this is a very versatile pasta.

Whether it's fried, fried, fried, braised, or whatever, it tastes good.

This is the life wisdom of Guanzhong people who love to eat pasta.

"On this, it should be delicious." Yuanzhou selected the second dish of the quiz, and the speed was much faster when viewed later.

Because of the goal, the viewing speed is getting faster, and the remaining one-third is quickly finished.

"Well, finally, go to sleep." Yuanzhou looked up and looked at it. At one o'clock in the morning, he raised his head, packed his desk, and put it together. There was no silver paper on the floor.

The reason why these white papers are neat is simple.

Originally, the three books prepared by Yuanzhou had long been used up. The latter was the book that the diners provided spontaneously. They were all white papers. This is the same, but the size is somewhat different.

As a serious patient with obsessive-compulsive disorder, Yuanzhou did not hesitate to cut them all into the same size.

It's still a nice size, and it looks extra neat when it's put together.

Waiting to put this piece of paper into the bookcase, Yuanzhou was satisfied with the preparation to wash and sleep.

When "I know Soso" to untie the belt, Yuanzhou couldn't help but swear "I am so thin, this belt is really tight."

Although I slept late last night, Yuanzhou still went up early as usual, and then washed and went out to run, which is already a fixed habit of Yuanzhou.

At this time, the old woman who was healthy and healthy had already turned around in front of Yuanzhou for a steamed buns.

Of course, when Yuanzhou ran to the door of his store, Yuanzhou would take away the kennel in front of the door.

Yes, after the weather is getting colder, Yuanzhou has placed a properly sized kennel at the door, which is of course prepared for the due diligence.

And Yuanzhou will take away when running through every morning, and there is already a tacit understanding between one person and one dog.

When Yuanzhou prepares breakfast ingredients in the kitchen, many people have stood outside the door of Yuanzhou store, and there are more and more people.

"Oh, so excited, if Yuan Boss selected my hometown food, then what should I do." A diners looked excitedly at the door closed by Yuanzhou store.

"I think more, I think it must be mine." Another diners said disdainfully.

"I might be the old man, I won the crown." The old man looked kindly smile.

Yes, the old man has mixed his feet and voted.

Of course, Wuhai certainly did not drop after the vote.

"This is not necessarily the case. After all, I was the first to vote." Wu Hai said with a moustache.

"But you are only investing in what you like to eat, not necessarily in accordance with the rules." Ling Hong directly dismantled Taiwan.

"I think my chance is big after all. After all, I know so many strange foods."

To know that the long story is a cake master with his own shop, knowing some strange pastries is no simpler.

Under this circumstance, all the diners are not convinced. Everyone who argues with me is arguing that they will choose their own.

"Slightly don't worry, everyone will know when the boss opens the door." At this time, Zhou Jia came forward to appease.

At this time, the door was opened in the expectation of everyone.

"Please take the number first, then prepare to enter the meal." Zhou Jia immediately began to command.

However, the people at the entrance of Yuanzhou Xiaodian have not shown signs of dispersal. They are waiting to see if Yuanzhou will have a new dish this morning. The new one is not the hometown that he wrote.

How long can it be in five minutes, but for a while, the top ten diners have already poured into the store.

"Yuan Boss, what is the breakfast today?" The diners asked anxiously as soon as they entered the door.

“Yes, right?” Another diners echoed loudly.

"Today's breakfast is served with old steamed buns and chicken soup." Yuanzhou stood in the kitchen and said calmly.

"Old girl? What is this?" The ten people who came in were forced to do so.

“Sounds like a bird?” Wuhai is still very knowledgeable, and he guessed.

"It is indeed a bird, a name for a crow." The old man broke the word.

"It's a kind of pasta." Cheng technician said.

"It turned out to be the case, but it was not provided by me." The ten people sat down almost in unison.

I think about it in my heart. I have to taste what this old girl is, and I have defeated the food I provided.

"The old girl has a name. Everyone should know that it is a face mouse." Cheng Gongshi smiled and explained.

"Isn't that a face?" The old man reacted at once.

"Yes." Cheng technician nodded, then stopped talking and began to stare at Yuanzhou.

On the other side, Yuanzhou has already begun to do it.

This old girl is just that it needs to be cooked to be delicious. Fortunately, this thing is really hard and easy to do.

Directly use a little hot water and noodles. During this period, it is difficult to keep the temperature of the water unchanged, so that the surface can be soft and hard, and the facial enamel in a bowl can be consistent.

As soon as the water poured into the flour, Yuanzhou immediately began to stir up, the speed was even and fast, and as the stirring flour slowly condensed into a facial enamel, another difficulty was how to keep their direct size the same, of course, the shape could not be the same.

The skillful technique of Yuanzhou is like the master of the old village in Shaanxi. The movement is rhythm, beautiful and fast.

The noodles and boiled chicken soup, Yuanzhou is carried out at the same time, and the good noodles, the chicken soup over there has just boiled.

Of course, the chicken soup is also the one that Yuanzhou started to squat last night. It has only been burned until now. This chicken soup is different from other ones. It is clear and watery, but it is restrained.

"咚咚咚" A bowl of different shapes, the size of the face is almost the same, all of them jumped into the chicken stockpot.

At this moment, only Yuanzhou asked, the raw wheat flour and the thick chicken soup collided and gave off a special fragrance.

The chicken soup has been rolling, and the noodle tower of the pot is born from white, and in a short time it becomes a transparent white. This is the symbol of ripeness.

"Your old girl, please use it slowly." The first bowl is naturally the fast-paced Wuhai.

The second bowl is the old man who does not fall behind.

"It’s been a long time since I haven’t eaten this thing.” The grandfather held the old girl with some emotion.

The bright and bright soup in the brown bowl, white and raw, the crystal-clear old girl floated on the face, cute like a white fat buns.

Did not hesitate, the old man took the chopsticks and started to eat, yes, this old girl is best to eat with chopsticks.

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