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Chapter 58 Three Prawn Noodles

As Song Ci said, Tang Fan, who is like a weed, has tenacious vitality, and those who underestimate him will be unlucky.

Whether it is in appearance or military training, Tang Fan's performance is impeccable.

The instructor only needs to do any action once, and Tang Fan can be copied perfectly.

A Tong couldn't help but complain, "It's another monster who goes both physical and mental strength."

Gao Shaogu curled his lips, "It's also the physical and mental strength that go hand in hand, so he has no right to say that he is evil."

Atong narrowed his eyes, "When we were training in military terms, we had to do our best to keep up with the instructor's pace.

But this girl deliberately slowed down and performed less well.

Whether it is physical strength or emotional intelligence, I am far inferior to her."

Gao Shaogu asked with a smile: "Where is the mental power?"

A Tong glanced at Gao Shaogu who was provoking trouble and said seriously: "I haven't compared it, I don't know."

Song Ci glanced at Gao Shaogu and said lightly: "Old Gao, you may have forgotten that Li Banxia, ​​the head of the Department of Pharmacy, and A Tong, were from the same school as the Department of Pharmacy..."

If you offend the pharmacist, you are afraid it’s a pill (it’s over)!

Gao Shaogu glanced at A Tong with guilt, and never dared to be arrogant again.

Seeing Gao Shaogu's silent appearance, Song Ci finally let him go.

"A Tong, is the treatment time up?"

A Tong looked at Guangming, "There is still half an hour left, but you can start preparing!"

Song Ci took A Tong and left happily.

Finally, after seeing off the two monsters, Gao Shaogu regained the dignity of the military training chief instructor.

Surveying the training of various square formations and assigning learning tasks for the evening is much happier than talking to the two monsters.

The first day of training was mainly about following the rules, which was not hard.

As soon as five:30 pm arrived, Gao Shaogu waved his hand and the instructors happily let him go.

Qin Yi was the first to pounce on him. The speed was much faster than when gathering in military training.

The first sentence of the little girl was, “What should I eat tonight?”

Before Tang Fan could answer, Brad had already pulled Zhao Fan over.

"Is there any meat?"

George held his hands behind his back and slowly suggested: "The braised taste is the most positive."

Tang Fan, surrounded by a group of foodies, was one big and two big, "Don't forget, I have to be responsible for the three meals a day for Instructor Song.

After serious injury, your diet must be light.

You can have meat, braised or something, it’s absolutely impossible!”

Qin Yi curled her lips, "What's the good thing about light food?"

Tang Fan shook his head, "It's light but not light, it's simple and important to maintain health.

As the saying goes, tonic for patients can also let you experience the light and good taste. The Buddha Jump over the Wall with abalone, sea cucumber, fish lips, yak skin glue, abalone mushroom, tendons, flower mushrooms, cuttlefish, Yao pillars, quail eggs, etc. are gathered together, and the Buddha Jump over the wall is definitely the best choice for adding broth and Fujian wine.

It’s a pity that this dish takes too much effort and I don’t have enough time.

For a while, you may not taste the wonderful taste of tender, tender, rich meaty aroma, meaty but not greasy, and tasteful in the taste."

Brad licked his lips, "Then what should we eat tonight?"

Tang Fan shrugged, "Disband at half past five, class at seven, and I have to deliver meals to Instructor Song.

Time is so fast, of course it’s easy to eat whatever you want!”

The easiest thing is, of course...eat noodles!

But the few sitting in the room are the best to pass. I can solve anything by giving it to me. The first time I gave it to Instructor Song, who didn’t know the depth, was not easy to pass it.

Tang Fan could only go to the material recycling area.

Unexpectedly, he actually saw a bucket of river shrimps holding seeds at the door of the material recycling office!

Isn't that something that only exists in May?

Tang Fan's eyes turned and he thought about it.

Since simple noodles cannot satisfy this boss, I simply gave me a bowl of "red-level mecha" in the noodles - Sanshrimp Noodles.

The so-called "three shrimp noodles" refers to peeling the river shrimp into shrimps, shrimp roe, and shrimp brain (shrimp roe on the shrimp head) and separating them one by one, then stir-fry to make the shrimp oil aroma, combine three into one, serve as a topping, and pour it on the noodles.

It's so delicious to think about it!

The most important thing in making three shrimp noodles is handicrafts.

Peel the river shrimps in the shell, take the shrimp roe, take the shrimp brain... and do every step by yourself.

First blanch the river shrimp in white water, then pinch the river shrimp's neck, twist the head off, and squeeze it with the flow. A ruby-like shrimp paste pops out of the shrimp's head.

Follow the shrimp belly and pull out the shrimp roe, and the shrimp roe has also taken shape by this time.

At this time, heat the oil in the hot pan. When the oil smokes, put all the "three shrimps" into the pot.

First, heat up and dry the water in the shrimp roe, let the shrimp roe eat the oil, and then force out the shrimp oil from the shrimp paste.

等到锅里的水份渐渐的没有了,转小火,慢慢煨一会儿,感觉虾籽全部煨散了,附着在虾仁上,虾膏越来越红了,散发出难以抗拒的香气,虾仁的表面油光澄亮,就表示火候到了,可以关火起锅了.

Add a little scallion oil and pour it on the noodles. Then stir-fry the prepared three shrimps and cover it with a bowl, which makes it delicious!

The only regret is that the shrimp roe of each shrimp is very limited. The shrimp roe peeled from each shrimp is only the size of a little fingernail.

Only more than twenty shrimp roe can make a bowl of three shrimp noodles.

And that bucket of shrimps was only forty or fifty.

It doesn't matter!

Without toppings, noodles with scallion oil can be dismissed from the group of foodies in the house...

Tang Fan returned to the dormitory with a nervousness with shrimps.

Seeing the shrimps in Tang Fan's hand, the foodies' eyes began to shine. After counting the shrimps, everyone suddenly became wilted.

Qin Yi was the first to attack.

"I'm afraid there aren't any of them to beat our rice!"

Brad then finished the fight: "There is no humanity in the opposite sex!"

Although Zhao Fan and Qiao Qiao did not speak, they could not even hide the condemnation in their eyes.

"Instructor Song is a patient.

Besides, people provide ingredients and points!”

The more Tang Fan said, the more confident he became, and his voice became louder.

George doesn't eat this one.

"You mean, the mental recovery potion and credit points of both of us are not important, right!"

When Tang Fan heard this, he immediately admitted his thug.

"How can it be!

Two servings of three shrimp noodles, one serving of Instructor Song, one serving of you two.

The three of us just need to eat noodles with scallion oil!”

Classmate George nodded reservedly, "This is almost the same!"

Tang Fan had a bitter face and accepted his fate and went to cook for all his wealthy ancestors.

Didn’t it mean that after three years of famine, the kitchen will not starve to death?

Why is he, a chef, so miserable ending?

Three shrimp noodles, the first part, handle the shrimp first!

After finally taking out the shrimp, shrimp roe and shrimp roe from a bucket of shrimp, Tang Fan kept boiling scallion oil.

Scallions, shallots, green onions, small star anise, a small amount of cinnamon and bay leaves... put them in a hot pan in order.

After a while, a special fragrance spread to the fourth aunt, making people's index fingers thrilled and their appetites grew.

It was not until this time that Tang Fan slowly prepared the noodles.

According to legend, traditional three-shrimp noodles are made of thin noodles, while Tang Fan does not have anything to do, so he can only make hand-rolled noodles.

Scoop noodles, knead noodles, rolled noodles, cut noodles...

The simple movements became more of a sense of dance rhythm when Tang Fan was in his hands.
Chapter completed!
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