Chapter 1609 (1/2)
The fried dough sticks made a crisp breaking sound and broke into two sections on Huang Fei's hand. The white dough was exposed at the fracture and gave off the burning smell of fried dough sticks.
”It's oily but not greasy, with the smell of flour. It should be the wheat milled this morning.” Huang Fei thought.
Because his hands were broken, Huang Fei naturally put down half of the fried dough sticks on his left hand, and then stared at his hand.
Sure enough, his hands were as dry as before, without oil stains.
”This is simply impossible.” Huang Fei still doesn't believe in evil and pinches the fried dough sticks on his hands, which makes his hands stained with a layer of gloss.
Huang Fei was completely stunned. To tell the truth, if he hadn't pinched and found that there was still oil on his hands, Huang Fei couldn't help but doubt that the fried dough sticks were not fried.
For a moment, Huang Fei was thinking whether fried dough sticks could be cooked.
”How?” Wang Qiang said on the side.
”I actually know that in theory it can be done without oil.” Huang Fei said stupidly.
”In theory? In theory, I should cook better than chef yuan. After all, I have studied cooking longer than him, and I have famous teachers to teach, don't I?” Wang Qiang said unhappily.
After a person becomes famous, his experience will be picked out. That is called celebrity experience. Now almost everyone in the chef circle knows that Yuanzhou is a model of self-study.
”Yes, it's just in theory, so you can't compare with chef yuan, and we can't do such a thing.” Huang Fei sighed.
”...” this is a little heartbreaking, but Wang Qiang can't refute it at all.
Wang Qiang said he still ate breakfast seriously and didn't want to talk to Huang Fei.
The blow is only temporary. Huang Fei's recovery ability is still very strong, or the fried dough sticks that keep emitting fragrance in front of him are still very attractive.
That's not right. Huang Fei soon cheered up and picked up the fried dough sticks and ate them.
”Cha Cha” Huang Fei bit several times in a row.
Soon half of the fried dough sticks were gone. When the other half was left, Huang Fei came back and ate them carefully.
This time he had a chance to dip in soybean milk.
Huang Fei dipped one end of the fried dough sticks directly into the silica gel bowl. The snow-white soybean milk and the golden fried dough sticks had a strong visual impact. As soon as he dipped in Huang Fei a little, he directly took a bite and bit it off.
The outer layer of the fried dough sticks soaked by soybean milk becomes soft and does not feel crisp. Instead, it becomes soft and has a strong bean flavor. When chewing, the inner layer of the fried dough sticks emits a strong wheat aroma.
The outer layer of the soft waxy fried dough sticks has the burnt smell of fried oil beads, while the inner layer has a tough taste and tastes like a strong aroma of wheat.
It can be said that dipping in soybean milk is as delicious as not dipping in soybean milk, but the taste is completely different.
”Well, both are delicious.” Huang Fei squinted, satisfied again dipped in the fried dough sticks and continued to eat.
After dipping half of the soymilk, the soymilk in the silicone bowl also bottomed out. Huang Fei came back and couldn't help but say, ”there's too little soymilk.”
”I think so.” Wang Qiang couldn't help interrupting again.
”Shall we change?” Huang Fei looked at the soybean milk in Wang Qiang's bowl and pushed his silicone portable bowl to him.
”You pour it for me first.” Wang Qiangdao.
”Forget it.” Huang Fei refused.
”Boy, you're too young.” Wang Qiang looked at Huang Fei's vigilance. There was nothing he didn't understand. He hummed in his heart and turned his head to continue eating his own soybean milk fried dough sticks.
A bowl of soybean milk and two fried dough sticks. This breakfast is for four people. Even the supplies will be finished soon.
After eating, the four got up and left their chairs together, and then bowed to Yuanzhou when Yuanzhou turned back and put down the meal.