The guy's eyes widened, a little stunned.

He moved his mouth but couldn't think of how to reply for a long time, and his face turned ashen with anger.

I had no choice but to look to the shopkeeper, hoping for support.

"I'm sorry, this fellow is not very good at speaking and disturbs you two guests."

The shopkeeper hurried out to greet them.

"Excuse me, can you two make this noodle dish?"

After hearing what Chen Xinli just said, Shopkeeper Liu was already a little curious about the noodle dish.

After all, I have never even heard of the dipped noodles.

As the largest restaurant in the town, Manager Liu didn't want to be provoked like this.

However, as the weather gets hotter, Jixiang Restaurant, like five or six other local restaurants, is worried about the flow of customers.

After hearing the little girl's description, although it was not very impressive, he did not want to give up an opportunity easily. There was nothing to lose by trying!

Then he went up to the two of them and asked.

Shen Fuyou saw the shopkeeper staring at him, and he looked a little embarrassed. He could only look at his niece expectantly, and sure enough, he heard his niece say:

"Can."

"But if I can make it, will the shopkeeper give me some convenience?

The shopkeeper smiled awkwardly and said, "Of course, as long as you can make it, today's meal will be waived, and I'll also buy your recipe."

After a pause, the shopkeeper chuckled again and said, "What if the guest can't do it?"

"This is the one or two taels of silver we brought today. If we can't make it, we can compensate the shopkeeper. How about that?

Chen Xinli's mind moved, and she fished out a dime from her sleeve, and said with a faint smile.

"Can."

"Oh, this little girl actually dared to challenge the chef of Jixiang Restaurant. She is really a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers!"

"That's one tael of silver. No matter how you look at it, the shopkeeper is making a killing. He can even order a serving of roast lamb."

"What if that little girl really ate that noodle? She's a very skilled and courageous person. I'm rooting for her!"

Several diners were talking about it.

Immediately, the dozen or so people in the restaurant who had not finished their meal looked at the uncle and nephew curiously.

Shen Fuyou's mouth twitched, and he pulled his niece's clothes aside and whispered:

"A-Li, let's just forget it! I haven't even warmed up this tael of silver yet. Your Second Aunt will beat me to death when I get back!"

"Hahaha, see? Look, that guy made that little girl give up."

Hearing the discussion between Shen Fuyou and his niece, one of the diners sneered.

Chen Xinli glanced at the person who had just spoken, winked at her second uncle and said:

"Uncle, believe me, I will do it."

Shen Fuyou: “…”

"Please come to the kitchen," the shopkeeper said with some anticipation.

The waiter curled his lips and walked towards the kitchen with the uncle and nephew, thinking: They are just two freeloaders, and I thought they were really capable. If they can't cook it, you will be in trouble!

In the kitchen, several cooks looked at each other, and then were kicked out one after another.

Only the portly Chef Wang dared to carefully lift the curtain, feeling very worried.

He had never heard of that thing called "belt noodles".

That little girl must be talking nonsense.

Chef Wang frowned, but dared not say anything.

I saw the little girl, who was about seven or eight years old, touching his chopping board, playing with his knives, and even picking and choosing among a pile of ingredients.

Sparks were flashing in his eyes, and he wished he could drag the little girl out immediately.

Then I saw the little girl was actually wasting the flour on the table.

The shopkeeper's brother-in-law said that the wheat in the north might not be harvested this year. Flour is a precious commodity, how can we let that little girl waste it?

Just as he was about to step forward to stop him, his brother-in-law stopped him with his eyes.

What a joke! Who dares to cause trouble in Jixiang Restaurant now? Are they trying to kill themselves?

If this father and son can make the dipping noodles today, everyone will laugh at each other. If they can't, don't blame him for being cruel. One or two taels of silver is nothing. It's a big deal if he dares to cause trouble in the restaurant.

Liu Quan had been the shopkeeper here for more than ten years, so he was naturally no pushover and had already made plans in his mind.

Here, Chen Xinli has already selected the good ingredients, and considering that the dough needs to rest for a long time, she starts kneading the dough first.

Pour flour into a large bowl, add a little salt, add water and stir the flour into cotton-like consistency, then knead it into dough, set aside and cover with a white cloth.

While the dough was resting, Chen Xinli began to prepare the crispy pork and dipping sauce.

The main reason was that she saw ready-made pork in the kitchen.

Although she had just eaten stir-fried pork belly with mushrooms and fried mushrooms yesterday, she was really hungry now and wanted to eat meat more.

Anyway, lunch is free today, so it’s not too much to have some crispy pork.

With this in mind, I cut the green onions into long sections, blanched them in hot water for a while, drained the water and chopped them into small pieces.

Cut the pork tenderloin into strips and put it into a bowl, then add salt and marinate. There is a small bottle at the corner of the chopping board.

I poured out a little, smelled and tasted it, and it turned out to be pepper!

Unexpectedly, there was pepper powder here. Shen Xinli was slightly happy and immediately poured some in.

Seeing that the little girl dared to touch his pepper, Chef Wang gasped and rolled up his sleeves.

If she dared to use it more, he really wanted to rush in immediately.

That pepper is so precious.

It was just a small bottle, but he specially asked his brother-in-law to bring it back from another place, and it cost him several hundred dollars.

“My heart aches!!!”

"This stinky girl is so abominable!"

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