Although there is no ticket to Mars, fortunately, the Su family is more interested in the noodles themselves than Su Qingluan's fancy ramen postures.
What's more, everyone has heard of Dragon Beard Noodles, but it was the first time for Yang and Su Guangfu to actually see them, let alone two children.
"Now I know what the 'dragon beard noodles' the storyteller means." Yang said with a sigh, "Seeing that the noodles are almost catching up with hair, they are not 'dragon beard noodles' What?"
Su Xuanhe was eager to try: "I see my mother often threading needles with cotton thread, and I don't know if sister can thread needles with this noodle."
Su Qingluan saw that no one seemed to pay attention to her desperate move, so she relaxed and explained: "If you are a master who specializes in ramen, you should be able to do it - you sister, I am still far away. You can’t reach that level if you don’t get home.”
In her previous life, she once saw a chef who had been focusing on ramen noodles for nearly thirty years at a cooking exchange conference. His skills were so superb that he could thread several noodles through the nose of the needle, not to mention threading it through. The thin noodle threads are simply a magical skill.
Although it can't be said that it happened in the previous life, Su Qingluan was always willing to borrow various miscellaneous books from Mu Xingzhi to read, so he fooled everyone and just said that he had seen it in books, so he probably really existed. .
Anyway, all she had to say was that she couldn't remember where she saw it. There were so many books on Mu Xingzhi's side, so there couldn't be someone checking them one by one, right?
In order to ensure that the floating surface of the noodles would not dilute the thick soup base, Su Qingluan used the small casserole where the radish had been cooked to cook the noodles.
The dragon's beard noodles are very thin, so naturally they're basically cooked as soon as they come out of the pot, so there's no need to wait any longer.
What's more, Su Qingluan didn't use the small casserole to fully cook the noodles. Instead, he used boiling water to wash down the layer of flour on the surface, and then used a strainer to put the noodles back into the large pot of soup.
While waiting for the pot to boil again, Su Qingluan cut the previously cleaned cucumbers into thin strips, put them in the sesame sauce that had been boiled before, like onion shreds, and added the previously smoked brine.
The originally braised and smoked pork belly has a special aroma. After mixed with cucumber and onion shreds, the original rich taste becomes a bit more refreshing.
However, the sesame sauce sank to the bottom when it was added to the cold sauce, so Su Qingluan spent a little time stirring the sesame sauce, which wasted some time.
Just as she lowered her head to mix all the ingredients, Mr. Yang, who was watching from the side, rushed over and said, "Give me the fence, or I will fight!"
Su Qingluan turned around and found that the originally calm Tonggu soup had white fine foam. Fortunately, Yang came to the rescue, otherwise it would have extinguished the stove below, although it would not cause any gas. poisoning or explosion, but cleaning a damp furnace is a bit troublesome.
What's more, if too much tube bone soup is spilled, Su Qingluan will also feel distressed.
With Yang's help, five large bowls of tube bone noodle soup were ready soon.
Su Qingluan divided each bowl into a piece of bone, a few pieces of minced meat, and a few slices of white radish. Finally, sprinkle some coriander and chopped green onion on top of each bowl as a final seasoning and decoration.
Because he had been watching the excitement at the door, when he saw Su Qingqing spreading green onions, Su Xuanhe also ran over to help.
He looked left and right, pointed at the two bowls of noodles that Su Qingluan said were for his father and mother, and shouted: "My father and mother each have one more piece of meat than my bowl!"
Su Xueyan stuck out her tongue at him from the side: "Brother is shameless! Brother is also a child, so of course there are fewer, and I also have less in the bowl than my parents!"
"I...I'm growing!"
"Sister is also growing! And she has two pieces of flesh like us!" Su Xueyan argued unconvinced.
Su Qingluan heard Su Xuanhe's complaint and came over with a plate of cold salad and smoked water: "Are you even angry with your parents? If you work hard all day long, juggling your busy schedule, you can have an extra piece of meat! Besides, who is the one who gets stomach upset every time he greeds for too much?"
Seeing his sister coming to talk to him, and thinking that his father and mother had been having a hard time recently, Su Xuanhe lowered his head and stopped talking.
Su Guangfu and Yang, on the other hand, heard what the children said, and when it was time to eat, they gave each of the three children a piece of meat from their bowls.
Su Qingluan naturally refused to take it, and Su Xueyan did the same. She even "hummed" at Su Xuanhe before putting the meat back.
Su Xuanhe muttered: "I...Isn't that what I said...I also hope that my parents will eat more meat, so that it won't be so hard..." He also put the meat back.
Su Qingluan was amused by his aggrieved look: "I said, Su Xiaoer, don't look like you're not allowed to eat, okay? Look at this bowl of noodles, you can eat it all and then complain." Is it okay if you have less meat?"
This younger brother also has a very simple mind. He always thinks that eating more will make him grow faster. But how much can a child of about seven years old, and not a chubby kid, eat even if he is being served?
The result is that this kind of "big eyes, small belly, and overestimation of one's abilities" often occurs.
However, this kid still has the energy to refuse to admit defeat. As long as he says he can eat it, he will continue to eat it up to his neck. As a result, Su Qingluan felt uncomfortable in her stomach after eating frequently, making Su Qingluan dumbfounded.
So this time when she saw that her brother was about to commit his old habit again, she quickly warned him to avoid being the one who suffered the consequences later.
It should be said that this dragon beard noodle is much thinner than ordinary noodles, so it will be more flavorful after being simmered in bone broth.
Su Qingluan ran the noodles through cold water before putting them into the bone broth. Therefore, this bowl of dragon beard noodles not only did not have the soft texture of the original soup noodles, but was very chewy and smooth.
Such thin noodles were very smooth to eat, and after a while, the voices on the entire table gradually became quieter, replaced by the constant "sucking" and "sucking" sounds of the noodles.
Su Xueyan took a big gulp of soup: "Sister, this noodle soup is so fragrant! It seems to be made from fat meat!"
Su Qingluan smiled and said: "It's not fat meat, it's bone marrow, which is much more fragrant than fat meat." Moreover, bone marrow is also rich in oil, so the bone soup produced is very rich.
"This soup is delicious, but it's sticky in your mouth..." The little girl frowned and smacked her mouth, "My throat seems to be stuck!"
Su Qingluan thought to herself that this little girl's descriptive ability was quite strong. Could it be that the soup was too rich and she was tired of it?
With this in mind, she pushed the plate - oh, no, a "pot" of cold dishes to be precise - and asked her to try the shredded courgette or onion in it to relieve her boredom.
"Shredded onions are so spicy!" The little girl was still worried about her brother tricking her into eating raw onions.
"These onions have been pickled with seasonings and won't be so spicy. You should eat less." Su Qingluan looked at her sister.
Based on her trust in her sister, Su Xueyan carefully picked up a shredded onion.
