The king of pets in the city

"Have you eaten yet?"

Chen Lie asked suddenly, and then asked himself: "Should it be, looking at the oil on your faces, and your slightly restless breathing rhythm, eighty percent of them came overnight." "

"Mr. Chen is very observant. "

Wang Yishan looked at Chen Lie in surprise.

He originally didn't have a very high opinion of Chen Lie, and felt that at most he was just a folk chef who had mastered some cooking skills.

But now it seems that he has underestimated Chen Lie a little.

An Fatzi took the opportunity to say: "Mr. Chen, we are all Chinese, and we will not allow a Japanese to be so rampant. So even if we don't have Mr. Ghosteye's invitation, we'll all come and have a look. "

The words are beautifully spoken.

As for how much sincerity and sincerity there is in the words, it is unknown.

"That being the case. "

Chen Lie didn't answer the topic of An Fatzi, and invited: "Then it's better to deal with it with me, how about it?"

"I can't ask for it. "

"I just wanted to see Mr. Chen's cooking. "

Wang Yishan's eyes lit up when he heard this.

"It seems like we're going to convince you, why did it turn around?"

An Fat Man muttered a few words, and then also supported: "Forget it, I also want to see the cooking skills that claim to be able to turn decay into magic!"

Li Lao smiled and said nothing.

He didn't speak all the time, acting as the best listener.

......

......

Chen Lie's natural cooking is pasta.

It's not because his family tradition is pasta, it's purely because the competition with the Ramen Emperor in the future is just pasta, so Chen Lie naturally won't do anything else.

Same.

If Wang Yishan and An Fatzi want to convince Chen Lie, they also have to use pasta.

"Actually use ready-made mechanical noodles!"

Wang Yishan couldn't help but shake his head when he saw Chen Lie cooking with the noodles he bought.

Like them at their level.

Even the most basic dough has to be made by yourself.

The kind of noodles made like a machine can't be countertopped at all.

"Could it be that Mr. Chen is just feeding us and not demonstrating to us?"

An Fatzi became suspicious: "No, Mr. Chen is not such a stupid person, is there any mystery?"

Li Lao ignored the suspicious An Fat Man and continued to drink tea.

It's just that.

The more they watched, the more disappointed they became.

Because the technique used by Chen Lie is so ordinary, it is simply ordinary people cooking noodles at home.

"I don't understand. "

Wang Yishan sat back down.

The same goes for Ann Fat.

"Let's have tea!"

Li Lao handed each of them a cup of tea.

Wang Yishan didn't feel it.

"Good tea. "

But Ann Fat is different.

With a net worth of 3 billion, he usually drinks top-quality tea, so he naturally tastes the difference in this tea at once.

Wang Yishan came back to his senses slightly, took another sip, and his eyes lit up.

"Let's have refreshments. "

"You don't have to be so surprised, this is the standard for Xiao Lie here. "

Li Lao is still waiting to see a good show.

Fat Man looked at the plate of fried golden noodles in front of him, picked up a piece, and put it in his mouth.

Click!

The crispy sound instantly becomes the only melody here.

After Ann's expression was certain, he continued to eat with an extremely careful attitude.

Long.

He looked happy.

"So strange?"

Wang Yishan Fox ate a piece suspiciously, and as a result, he followed in the footsteps of An Fat.

The fat man sighed: "This spring roll is thin and crispy, the filling is fragrant and soft, and it has a unique flavor, which is definitely a rare and good product." "

"The skin is tender and the filling is rich, and the taste is delicious. "

Wang Yishan sincerely admired: "Mr. Chen has completely interpreted the essence of spring rolls, and there is nothing to say, and the noodles for foreign presidents at the state banquet are nothing more than that." "

"Such spring rolls, such fragrant tea. "

"Mr. Chen's treatment of us makes us ashamed!"

Even if Ann Fat was scheming, he had to blush.

"I was suddenly looking forward to Mr. Chen's noodles. "

Wang Yishan respectfully put down his chopsticks and looked at the kitchen.

An Fat also nodded and said, "Yes, spring rolls are also one of the pasta." Even the unpopular spring rolls can be proficient in such a realm, presumably Mr. Chen's noodles will be ingenious. "

Pasta is a big category.

Any food made from flour can be called pasta.

In our daily life, noodles, steamed buns, fried dough sticks, baked cakes, dumplings, steamed buns, wontons, bread, cakes, etc. can all be classified as pasta.

There are so many types of noodle that even the Ramen Emperor can only dabble in one or two of them.

Otherwise, he would not be the Ramen Emperor, but the Noodle Emperor.

"Wait a little longer. "

Li Lao put down the teacup and asked, "Don't keep talking about Xiaolie, let's talk about you." "

"What do we have to say?"

"Didn't Elder Li already investigate us clearly?"

Wang Yishan and An Fatzi diverted their attention back to Li Lao.

"The problem is that the old man is curious about you. "

Elder Li asked with a smile: "You must know that you two are the top chefs in the country, and it is disrespectful to ask you to come over and give a hand to Ah Lie, a little-known home cook." "

"I won't disobey the master's order, and I won't ask more. "

Wang Yishan's answer accurately reflected his character of respecting teachers.

An Fat replied slyly: "I, half of it is to return the favor, and half of it is to step on the face of the Ramen Emperor." "

"Okay. "

Since they were talking, Elder Li didn't bother to ask.

Exactly at this time.

Chen Lie had already cooked the noodles.

"Fortunately, I was prepared in the morning, otherwise I would have tossed for a while. "

Chen Lie took two bowls of noodles and sent them to Wang Yishan and An Fatzi.

"Please taste!"

Chen Lie made a gesture of "please".

As a result, the next moment, Chen Lie shouted: "You ghosts, don't come here, I have prepared enough for you, and I will cook it for you later." "

Wang Yishan and An Fatzi still wondered.

As a result, Ann felt something rub against his waist and eyes.

Take a look.

Hey.

A giant panda.

He had done Chen Lie's homework before he came, so he naturally knew that Chen Lie was not only a giant panda.

So he asked Ah Baolai, who was drooling: "Your name is Ah Bao, right?"

To see the ununderlined version of the novel, please download Fei Lu Xiao