Chapter 101 Shocking Method

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"It's not hand-rolled noodles."

Zhang Han shook his head with a chuckle, and said, "It's making thin ramen."

"Of course, Mengmeng wants to eat thin noodles, the boss must have made them very thin." Zhao Feng smiled from the side.

"Oh, hum, let me tell you how to make noodles, so Mengmeng wants to eat them." Liang Mengqi snorted softly, the boss basically responded to Mengmeng's requests.

He didn't pay that much attention to them, and Liang Mengqi also knew that they still didn't have the treatment to order food.

"Ok."

Zhang Han nodded, and his hands moved suddenly.

He grasped the ball of dough with both hands, continuously throwing his spiritual power through his palms and converging on the dough, spreading his arms out, and the dough was stretched into a cylinder as thick as an arm.

As soon as Zhang Han started, the eyes in the room gradually gathered.

Every time Zhang Han cooks, they always wait and see for a while, because Zhang Han's movements are simply artists to them.

In the eyes of everyone, Zhang Han's hands moved according to different frequencies.

The long dough on the palm began to spin. Gradually, the dough became finer and thinner, and the range of rotation became larger and larger, like a vortex gradually forming in the sea.

At the same time, Zhang Han's spiritual power gathered on his right hand like money, and he clenched his five fingers into a fist. Under the guidance of spiritual power, strands of noodles as thick as little fingers floated into the boiling pot through the gaps between his fingers. go.

Noodles with thick fingers? nonexistent.

What Zhang Han wants to do is of course thin noodles, how thin are they? Of course it's fine to the limit!

I saw that Zhang Han's right hand was still drawing circles with a fast melody, and the noodles passing through the fingers were constantly rotating forward, as if holding a tasting ribbon in his hand and constantly waving, making it form A conical spiral.

The noodles at this time are like this, and the noodles start to become thinner during the constant rotation.

It becomes thinner little by little, until when it falls into the cooking pot, the noodles are as thin as hair!

And the noodles in the pot,

Every twenty centimeters, it will be broken. This is a feat that can only be accomplished under the control of spiritual power.

In this way, the noodles kept flying, and the process of turning the dough into silk thread shocked the eyes of the ground!

We all know that the boss shows off his skills when cooking, but I didn't expect him to show off to such an extent! This can't help but make the people around gasp in amazement:

"This, how is this possible?"

"Oh my God, isn't it terrible? Is the noodles pulled like this?"

"It's the first time I've seen this kind of ramen. Look at the noodles. I'll make them as thin as silk!"

"Shocking the world, really shocking the world, the boss has such a skill, it's simply, it's an inhuman feat."

"I'm afraid that the number one ramen king in the mainland is not even one-tenth as good as the boss! My God, it's terrible."

"..."

In northern Shaanxi, there is a very good ramen master. The noodles he pulls out are very thin, which is said to be as thin as a hair, but there are some exaggerated elements in it.

But now, people are really stunned when they look at the blurred noodle threads.

This is really as thin as a hair, and they can't understand what is going on with this skill.

All I know is that the noodles are flying like a vortex, how appalling and terrifying this scene is!

The most shocking thing at this time was Zhao Feng. When Zhang Han moved his palm, his eyes became bigger and bigger, and finally stared like a bull's eye.

The pupils in the eyes shrunk as the noodles formed, and the expression seemed to have seen something terrible.

"This....."

Zhao Feng was stunned for a while, and suddenly remembered a legend that the captain said back then, and couldn't help being startled.

"what!"

"Could it be!"

"Is the boss..."

Zhao Feng turned pale in shock, and stared at Zhang Han in disbelief.

I remember that when he was in the special forces, he fought with the captain privately for half an hour, and was finally easily taken down by the captain. Zhao Feng was completely defeated and convinced, but the captain said: In this world, there is an invisible In a society like this, there are countless strange people in it, and even I can't touch that circle.

Zhao Feng asked what the invisible society was, but the captain smiled without saying a word, and left a sentence when he left: Although you and I are powerful, we are still frogs at the bottom of the well. Those people are unimaginable existences, just like ...Wulin.

martial arts? Like the martial artist in the story with internal strength?

Zhao Feng guessed in amazement that until now, he would have forgotten about that matter, but after seeing Zhang Han's skill and the scene in front of him, Zhao Feng was really shocked and couldn't help himself.

He had a faint feeling in his heart that the boss was an expert in that invisible society! The boss is very likely to be a strong man with 'internal strength'!

Otherwise, how could the boss reach this level? I'm afraid that even pure strength can't do the scene in front of me!

As everyone knows, Zhao Feng's guess is almost close to the truth.

Relatively speaking, Zhang Han, who is in the Qi training period, is indeed equivalent to a martial arts master with internal strength, but in essence, what Zhang Han cultivates is the road to immortality, the most orthodox road, while others may not be like this, especially In this aura-depleted earth.

Yes, the earth is now developing faster and faster in science and technology, and the spiritual energy is gradually dissipating, and only some geomantic treasures will have the existence of spiritual energy. Of course Zhang Han also knows this situation. Let’s use another example to compare, without spiritual energy, the spiritual power in the body will be consumed It can't be replenished if it is used, and it can only be cultivated slowly by relying on the magic formula in the body. This method is much more difficult and the recovery is also slow. This is also a very helpless fact.

The line of sight returned to Zhang Han.

The noodles that swirled like a vortex gradually entered the cooking pot, and the whole process took only a minute.

A bowl of noodles, within a minute, all turned into hair-thin noodles. If this spread, many people would probably not believe it.

Even the people in the restaurant now couldn't believe their eyes, only because the scene was too scary.

When the noodles were put into the pot, Zhang Han let out a soft breath.

After finishing these noodles, more than half of the spiritual power in Zhang Han's body was consumed.

This half of the spiritual power, even if Zhang Han practiced the Treasure Hunting Art, it would take an afternoon to recover.

While the noodles were cooking, Zhang Han started the egg fried rice for lunch today.

When his body moved, people came back to their senses.

"oops!"

Liang Mengqi at the bar stared and shouted: "You're so handsome, the boss is so handsome, what should I do, I'm going to be fascinated by you."

"Yes, if she is a girl, she will definitely chase after the boss!" Zhao Dahu's voice was turned into a soft voice due to surprise.

At this time, Yu Qingqing didn't care about Zhao Dahu's attitude, and looked at Zhang Han with glowing eyes. The admiration in that expression was everything.

In the face of the praise, Zhang Han didn't show any expression and didn't respond. He was still frying the egg fried rice as usual.

It's just that I'm also thinking in my heart, isn't the action and method just now a little too exaggerated?

You must know that ramen noodles this time wasted more than half of the spiritual power in the body. Although it was for the pursuit of speed, but seeing the overreaction of these people, it seems that there is something wrong with the method.

'Forget it, let's be normal next time. '

Zhang Han shook his head gently.

While making egg fried rice, Zhang Han put salt and Tianxiang wood powder into the clear soup noodles on one side.

Soon, the fried rice with eggs and noodles in clear soup came out of the pan at the same time, and Zhang Han also cooked shredded potatoes and cucumbers one after another. People came over to serve the rice as usual.

"Wow, the noodles are so thin, so crystal clear, so beautiful, like a work of art!"

Liang Mengqi filled a bowl of noodles in clear soup while marveling, then returned to her seat, gearing up for a big meal.

In fact, Liang Mengqi also likes noodles very much. The last time she ate dumplings, the dumpling skins were soft and delicious, but Liang Mengqi had endless aftertastes. Now that there are noodles, even if they are very light noodles in clear soup, she still has to taste them first. After a taste, I even temporarily gave up the fried rice with eggs.

And Zhao Dahu is a person who likes spicy food very much. Over the years, he also has some small stomach problems. Sometimes he will have a stomachache after eating some spicy food, but since he came to this restaurant, he has never had a stomachache. At this time, he wanted to add some chili oil to the noodles in clear soup, but he had no choice but to prepare no condiments, soy sauce or vinegar, so he could only eat it like this.

Yu Qingqing loves noodles very much, and her favorite is Anhui pan noodles, but now she has noodles in clear soup, which she thinks is also good.

The three who were the first to fill up the noodles began to move and enjoy their lunch.

"call......"

They unanimously scooped up a spoonful of clear soup with a spoon, took a breath and drank it.

The light noodle soup has an extremely strong pure fragrance of flour. When drinking the soup, one can feel an indescribable sweetness rushing into the throat. At this moment, the soup seems to turn into a clear stream, nourishing their bodies and minds. The whole person feels comfortable.

"Drink well." Liang Mengqi said in admiration.

"Taste the noodles!" Yu Qingqing couldn't help picking up the chopsticks, trying to gently pick up the noodles, because the noodles were too thin, and she was afraid that the noodles would be broken with a little force.

But what I didn't expect was that the noodles as thin as a hair would be so strong, and her strength gradually increased without pinching the noodles at all.

"Hiss..."

Yu Qingqing took a big mouthful, and the noodles entered her mouth, making her mouth full of the smell of white noodles for a while, and such thin noodles did not feel like batter in her mouth, but made her feel that each noodle was elastic , full of strength, this taste is really a kind of graceful enjoyment.

"I, it's the first time I discovered that clear soup noodles taste like this! This is the real clear soup noodles!" Yu Qingqing sighed with confusion in her eyes, and then her hands quickened.

"Hiss hiss..."

The people at the members' table almost ignored their image and started eating. They were so absorbed in eating that the noise of eating noodles became a bit loud, which attracted the eyes of people who were eating fried rice with eggs on the other side. (God-level dad..106106235)--( God-level dad)