Food: Random stalls, customers chase me all over the country

Chapter 300-Let’s make it, stir-fried beef noodles
Beef tenderloin, onion, leek, scallion, bean sprouts, and the most important protagonist - handsome sha hor fun.

After buying the ingredients, Wang Fan started watching videos. He wanted to see the difference between his traditional dry-fried beef noodles and the modern ones.

First, "Don't use too much oil. Keep the heat high. Fry it briefly until you feel the sizzling sensation on the iron plate, then continue to stir-fry over high heat... Light soy sauce enhances the flavor, stir the pan, and dark soy sauce for color..."

The second one is, "Mix salt, chicken powder, light soy sauce, and dark soy sauce evenly to make a simple sauce..."

The third one said, "There are two nemesis in the kitchen: one is dry fried beef noodles, and the other is sweet and sour pork. The difficulty of dry fried beef noodles lies in the heat. Too much oil will make it greasy, and too little oil will make it stick to the pan. Each rice noodle should have an even color. Too much dark soy sauce will make the flavor strong, and too little dark soy sauce will make the flavor light and the color weak..."

After watching several food bloggers make dry-fried beef noodles, Wang Fan gradually discovered the problem.

That is, in my traditional dry-fried beef, there is no mention of soy sauce at all!

And there is also a key seasoning that does not appear in these videos - brown sugar!
There was no brown sugar in any of the videos he saw, but his own recipe only had brown sugar and no soy sauce.

Lying on his recliner, Wang Fan entered the system space and began simulation production.

Opening the recipe, a slightly old but powerful voice began to explain.

"The first step of the traditional dry-fried beef noodles is to fry the brown sugar."

"Add oil to brown sugar and stir-fry until it caramelizes. Then add water. The resulting caramel syrup can be used as a coloring agent. It tastes much more fragrant than using dark soy sauce for coloring, and it won't turn sour. It also has an extra gelatinous texture."

"Step 2 - Make the caramel sauce."

"Proportion: 2 tablespoons of caramel syrup, 3 grams of light soy sauce, a small amount of chicken powder, a small amount of oyster sauce, and some pepper."

Hearing this, Wang Fan couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

It is said that each Chinese chef has his own taste. There is no unified standard for the small and appropriate amounts, so the food they make will of course taste different.

Fortunately, I have the taste buds to help me, so it is not difficult to make a sauce.

"Step three—stir-fry the beef."

"Heat a white pot, add cold oil over high heat, put in shredded ginger and beef, stir-fry until loose, add beef, add some rice wine and light soy sauce."

Once, twice, three, four times, seven, eight, ninety times.

Wang Fan couldn't remember how many times he had simulated it, but it must have been hundreds or thousands of times.

And he had to admit that this dish really tested one's cooking skills.

If the fire is too high, the food will stick to the pan; if there is not enough oil, the food will stick to the pan; if the food is not stir-fried properly, the food will stick to the pan. It is indeed very difficult to truly master the word "dry".

Fortunately, he was no longer a jerk. After persistent attempts, he finally simulated a perfect traditional dry-fried beef noodles.

Just as he was about to get up and operate, a crisp "ding" sound was heard.

"Congratulations to the host for completing the perfect ancient stir-fried beef noodles for the first time. This is a traditional delicacy, and the reward is the skill - Absolute Control."

"Absolute control—the essence of culinary skill that requires countless trials and tribulations. It requires absolute control over one's own limbs, allowing one to produce whatever one desires."

Good guy!
I call him good guy!

Is there such a surprise?
Wang Fan moved his palms. His white, slender and powerful palms indeed felt more delicate than before. Even when he gently grasped them, he could feel the resistance of the slight wind on his palms.

When his level was raised before, he could feel that his control ability was growing, and he originally thought that his control ability was already high enough.

When he was simulating the stir-fried beef noodles, he found that he was still looking at the world from a narrow perspective. It was not until this skill was given to him that he knew what absolute control meant.

Hiss... Wang Fan bared his teeth. He could even feel the wind so clearly. Would the pain be increased?
Next time you slap someone in the face, won’t you scream in pain first?

Forget it, I am a civilized person. Fighting is wrong. If I win, I will have tea at the bureau. If I lose, I will have to take medicine in the hospital. No matter how you look at it, it’s not worth it.

Thinking of the situation when he just simulated frying, Wang Fan couldn't help laughing again.

It seems that for dinner tonight, the students will not only be able to eat delicious food, but also see beautiful things.

Tonight will be a night to train my unicorn arms.

……

"Come on!"

"Gogogo, let me see what to eat tonight!"

"No matter what you eat, you have to show it off. If it tastes good, there's no room for negotiation."

"Huh? Traditional dry-fried beef noodles for 18 yuan. I know dry-fried beef noodles, but what does this traditional method mean?"

"Who cares what he means? Just charge and it's over."

"Yeah, the food from Window 5 is so good that you can just order it without any hesitation. It's bound to be delicious!"

This was Wu Ming's first time to eat at window 5 of the second cafeteria. To be more precise, it was his first time to eat on this campus.

Today is his birthday.

He has a childhood friend named Yang Wei. They went to the same school since they were young, even in college. However, they were assigned to different campuses because of their different majors.

"Is this the most delicious birthday meal you said you'd treat me to? Just a plate of dry fried beef noodles? How come I didn't realize you were so stingy?"

Wu Ming said to Yang Wei speechlessly.

Yang Wei hushed and whispered, "Keep your voice down! We signed a confidentiality agreement. If it wasn't your birthday today, I wouldn't have told you!"

The supply is already limited, and if people from the other two campuses get to know about it, the competition will become even more intense. So these people are very tight-lipped, and the other two campuses basically don't know about this.

Wu Ming was speechless and said, "Is it that serious? You think a plate of fried rice noodles is so delicious? There are plenty of them at the night market in front of the school for ten yuan each. If you're short of money, I can treat you."

Yang Wei immediately became anxious: "Hey, you don't know what's good for you. So, if you can say "no" to this meal today, you can order whatever you want after you leave the school, okay?"

Wu Ming glanced at Yang Wei in surprise: "Oh? So confident?"

Yang Wei snorted, "Of course you should. You must leave your stomach here tonight. I just wonder if you won't feel sad if you can't eat it when you return to that campus later."

Wu Minglian said, "Alright, alright, you're getting more and more ridiculous. It's just a meal, how can I be obsessed with it?"

Yang Wei shook his head: "I won't argue with you. You'll understand once you put it in your mouth. Don't beg me to bring you food in the future."

"Anyone who begs you is a puppy."

"Also, I have to tell you, don't tell anyone about this cafeteria incident, or I'll be upset."

The two walked forward while talking, and finally reached the second floor.

Then they heard screams coming from window number 5, which made both of them look curiously to see what was happening there.

(End of this chapter)