The next morning, Chen Ze woke up very early. He had to go to the supermarket to buy some olive oil.
"Pork soup really doesn't work. Why don't I try pork ribs and seaweed soup?" Chen Ze thought about Goubuli Steamed Bun as he walked.
Goubuli Steamed Bun was indeed worthy of being called Goubuli Steamed Bun. The craftsmanship of making Goubuli Steamed Bun was basically lost. Chen Ze was a little troubled as to how to recreate this very good steamed bun.
"Speaking of which, Tianjin people usually don't eat steamed buns for breakfast. I remember that they eat Jianbing Jianbing, right?" Chen Ze touched his chin and then walked into the supermarket.
This was probably the difference between locals and foreigners. Foreigners often thought that locals often ate their local specialties, but locals often didn't eat those things.
"Sir, would you like a fresh flower cake?" The supermarket's attendant was very enthusiastic and had a very nice smile. However, Chen Ze still shook his head.
Chen Ze didn't like fresh flower cakes. Instead of eating fresh flower cakes, he would rather have a Wonton leg.
"But it seems that the Dragon Boat Festival is coming soon." Chen Ze looked at the various kinds of Zongzi in the supermarket and realized that the Dragon Boat Festival was coming soon.
"I'll buy some glutinous rice and some ham …" Chen Ze bought a lot of things in the supermarket. Fortunately, the supermarket provided door-to-door delivery service, which saved Chen Ze a lot of effort.
"Store Manager ~ Good morning!" Betty cheerfully pushed the door open and then greeted Chen Ze.
"En, good morning Betty. Go change your clothes first. Come down for breakfast later." Chen Ze nodded. He planned to make breakfast.
"Okay!" Betty immediately rushed to the second floor. Her speed was very fast. This reminded Chen Ze of some Hua Xia team leaders who ran 100 meters in 8 seconds.
Chen Ze turned on his phone. He planned to make Lanzhou Ramen. After all, ramen was an unavoidable topic when it came to Lanzhou. Lanzhou Ramen, Shaxian Snacks, and Braised Chicken were known as Hua Xia's three major fast food chain brands.
"From a certain point of view, Lanzhou Ramen can also be considered as beef noodles, right?" Chen Ze took out the flour, then put the beef and beef bones into the pot and began to boil the soup.
Whether Lanzhou Ramen was authentic or not depended on the taste of the soup.
Chen Ze had been to Lanzhou once before. The Lanzhou Ramen there liked to put a soup pot in front of the restaurant. It was full of beef and beef bones. This was to tell the diners that the soup here was beef soup.
Seeing that the soup had begun to boil, Chen Ze also relaxed a lot. He then washed his hands and began to knead the dough.
Noodles were definitely a very important part of ramen. This time, Chen Ze used the flour produced in the north.
For some reason, the noodles in the south were generally quite different from those in the north. Chen Ze felt that the noodles in the south were softer, while those in the north were more chewy.
"Let me think. How did the noodles of the restaurant I ate breakfast with last time?" Chen Ze put the dough on the chopping board and thought for a while with his eyebrows knitted.
Ramen wasn't something that could be made by ordinary people. Moreover, it required a lot of proficiency in the craft. It was even more difficult to make ramen and make a good ramen.
Chen Ze reluctantly finished the ramen, and then his face became gloomy.
"I feel … this thing is not as good as the noodles I bought outside. This thing … it's better to call it dough …" Chen Ze couldn't help but pat his forehead. He felt like an idiot.
In the end, Chen Ze changed the noodles and used the noodles sold in the supermarket. Although the price was higher, Chen Ze wasn't sure if he could make a satisfactory Lanzhou Ramen.
[You made a normal bowl of Lanzhou Ramen. Noodle Cooking experience increased by 3 points.]
"Ah … normal …" Chen Ze shook his head. He was a little disappointed. It seemed that the soup and noodles were still a little lacking.
"Manager, what's the breakfast?" Betty came over. She had already changed her clothes.
"Here, Lanzhou Ramen." Chen Ze passed the bowl of Lanzhou Ramen to Betty. There was some beef in it. The amount should be enough for Master Kang to use for a month.
"Hmm … how should I put it? It's just so-so …" Betty took a bite of the noodles and then drank a mouthful of the soup.
Chen Ze didn't mind. After all, Betty was telling the truth. After all, Betty often ate the dishes he made, so her appetite was probably spoiled.
"This is a test product. It's not the final quality, so it still needs to be improved slowly." Chen Ze took a bite of the noodles. He felt that the noodles he made were more like beef noodles.
There was a lot of beef, and the noodles were a little soft. It wasn't that delicious.
After breakfast, Chen Ze cleaned up. Then, he washed the other pig tails and threw them into the brine pot.
"Ah … I'm so tired. Mr. Manager, give me the fish dish from last time." The door was pushed open, and the sound of the wind chime came in.
"Miss Alice, Mr. Jack, long time no see. Please wait for a moment." Betty's voice also came in. Chen Ze immediately knew who these people were.
The gladiator siblings, or rather, a brother and sister from a strange world. After all, they could use equipment similar to the rune word, and they also had equipment similar to the technology of the future.
"Sister, can you please be a more normal person … You're really embarrassing yourself." Jack rolled his eyes. He really admired his sister. Why did she have to kick the door? He didn't know what she was doing with her hand.
"Ahaha, because I just came out of the duel, I felt a little strange … Bastard! I am your sister! "Alyssa angrily punched him in the head.
"Miss Alyssa, Mr. Jack, do you still want the Fresh Ice Mountain from last time?" Chen Ze asked.
Alyssa, who was wearing heavy armor, nodded and looked at Chen Ze expectantly. "Yes, yes, I want the Fresh Ice Mountain."
Jack, who was wearing a black robe, also sat down and then rubbed his head. "You violent woman … Mr. Manager, I want the same, but do you have beer?"
Chen Ze smiled even more happily. "Yes, do you want a Thunder Ale?"
"Eh? The Thunder Ale of the Dwarves? Okay, give me one. I haven't drunk authentic Thunder Ale in a long time. "Jack immediately nodded and then licked his lips.
"Okay, wait a moment." Chen Ze returned to the kitchen, then took out the Ice Sea Fish, and then began to make the Fresh Ice Mountain.
"Betty, come in and pour Mr. Jack a cup of Kabu … Thunder Ale!"
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