"My... egg? Okay, it's mine. I want to fry it and add some wontons to the noodles, is that okay?" Shukang heard the voice of the chef of "Jiu Shi" and suddenly It's crisp and clear, which is quite unexpected. He sounds like he's still very young.
"Okay, wait a moment." The chef blinked, matching the voice coming from behind the mask, and then began to shoot left and right:
I saw him using a deep-mouthed colander with his right hand to put the prepared noodles and wontons into the steaming hot soup pot, stirring them up and down; with his left hand, he first used a mini mop diagonally immersed in the oil bowl. The oil brush with a cotton-shaped head evenly applied a layer of oil on the surface of the operating iron sheet. He quickly put it back to its original position, held both of them with one hand, and cracked open the two duck eggs handed over by Shu Kang on the countertop at once.
The two pools of egg liquid flowed directly on the iron oil surface, spreading out a horizontal "8" with a golden center and white surroundings. The oil temperature rises, and with a pleasant slight "squeaking" sound, the hot oil quickly causes a slightly yellowish burnt edge to appear around the egg whites.
Then, with his left hand, he placed the colander in the boiling broth and cooked it together with the noodles and wontons. From the seasoning boxes in front of him, he picked out a few seasonings and flicked them with the small spoons that came with each box. Sprinkle it on the egg noodles, probably salt, pepper or something, and then lightly pour a thin layer of oil on top of the egg noodles. At this time, the entire egg cake is close to solidification.
Then, he used a square-shaped hollow spatula with a folded handle and hollowed out, and along the burnt edge of the egg white, he scooped up the entire semi-solidified "8" egg cake from the bottom, and then flipped it over. I saw that the part that was originally fried on the bottom was already burnt and shiny. When it was folded into the bottom part, under the action of the newly added seasonings and oil, there was a slight "squeaking" sound of small oil droplets exploding. It exudes a strong fragrance.
In just a few seconds, the other side was completely cooked.
At this time, he picked up the deep-mouthed colander with his left hand, put the wontons and noodles that had been cooked in the pot for a few minutes, shook it up and down in the air a few times, drained the water into the soup pot, quickly turned it over, and filled it. Ru Shukang handed over the dinner plate from the front of the table, then picked up a large spoon and filled the soup bowl in the dinner plate with broth. He used the hollow square folding spatula in his right hand to lift the fried "8" egg up and down. Stacked, it turned into a double-layered pure egg hamburger, and the whole thing was put on Shu Kang's dinner plate. Then, he put the spoon and spatula on the edge of the pot and the iron table and nibbled it. It was over. His eyes quickly turned to the bright moon behind Shukang, and at the same time he said:
"How do you eat your eggs?"
A set of operations, as smooth as water, is pleasing to the eye. No wonder there is a famous saying: "The most handsome man is the man who can cook in the kitchen!"
Shukang held the dinner plate and turned to the right cautiously, fearing to collide with the movement of people coming and going. It would be a pity if he spilled the delicious soup.
Not far in front, there was a table seat. A few people happened to get up and leave after finishing their meal, leaving a space for three people at the same table. Shukang spotted it and quickly squeezed over to fill the seat.
She put the dinner plate down steadily, and as soon as she sat down, Shukang suddenly felt a lightness on her body, and her fire-proof and heat-insulating suit completely disappeared the moment she sat down! The original set of clothes he was wearing underneath was revealed.
"Oops! They two..."
Shukang quickly looked towards the place where he was queuing, and then, an incredible scene appeared. He saw that the place where Jiaoyue and Yaoqiao were standing had already been vacant for two people, but there were still four wild duck eggs hanging in the air. , and the people in line behind them did not show any surprise, and quietly lined up in the original line behind the four duck eggs.
"No, I have to help them finish the order. Jiaoyue said that after becoming invisible, she can't let people who are not invisible hear her voice. She can only use actions to affect things and express her existence. Neither do I. If you know how they like eggs, just help them and me order them the same way!" Shukang placed his dinner plate, and used his chopsticks to form an "eight" shape and placed it in the middle of the plate. , let it occupy the seat for itself.
In fact, there is no waiter here to collect the tableware for her. It is really unnecessary for her to use Western dining etiquette to remind others.
Ordering food for four eggs hanging in the air for the first time was a strange experience in Shukang's life. Come to think of it, it's a bit funny.
Unexpectedly, the chef was not surprised at all, and was not even interested in listening to what Shukang was about to say to him about the four eggs. Instead, he directly took the first two from the air and placed them on the edge of the pot. As soon as she took a sip, she threw it directly into the soup - this is how to make poached eggs. The rest of the operation was almost the same as hers. Before long, a plate full of food was floating in the air, facing the book. Kang moved forward in the direction where he had taken a good position, slowly dodging the crowd and falling to the side of Shu Kang's dinner plate.
Shukang understood that these two guys must often come here to eat like this. Eggs floating in the air had become their signature look. It was because he was "unnecessary" and worried about it.
So, she looked at the other two hanging eggs being passed forward, then walked back to the dining table and started eating with Jiao Yue.
This feeling is also quite strange: there is no one on the other side, but the food on the plate is disappearing little by little. Shukang tried hard not to laugh out loud, so he could only say to himself:
"I can't hear and I can't speak. It's so sad!"
Because he was really too hungry, before the second plate came over, Shukang had already wiped out all the food in front of him like a whirlwind cloud: the fresh river meat stuffing in the wonton was so delicious. It flies; and the soup stock also has a rich flavor, as if it uses more than one kind of animal ingredients. It may be because it has been simmered over slow fire for too long, and it is almost impossible to tell what is used to create the compound flavor. It is really so Delicious! The noodles soaked in soup are also very flavorful. The noodles themselves are also very tough, with a springy texture that makes the starch cut through the teeth. The two textures collide, making the noodles smoother and chewier.
While drinking the soup, bite into the crescent-shaped notches of the crispy white and fragrant egg yolk of the "Pure Egg Burger". The intersection of egg, noodles and soup satisfies the cravings from the tip of the tongue, teeth, esophagus to the stomach. All the best experiences: the taste of the soup, the chewy noodles, the warm soup stock, and the full happiness.
Shukang was the first to enjoy the happiness of "Nine Foods"; in the end, he burped with satisfaction, looked at Jiaoyue's plate opposite, and disappeared a little slowly, as if he was waiting for Yaoqiao's dinner plate. Come and eat together.
Waiting for people is always boring. Shukang ate and drank well, and began to look around leisurely. He saw a couplet hanging on the high wall at the back, with two lines of official script written on it:
"Fish forget each other in the rivers and lakes, and people forget each other in Taoism."
