Chapter 1126 Beef Fried Rice Noodles

The bean sprouts are crisp and refreshing, the rice noodles are soft and tender, and the pickled vegetables are made by pickling the tender sprouts of choy. The perfect sour and salty taste is appetizing.

The beef used is high-protein and low-fat yellow beef.

Rice noodles tend to stick to the pan when fried, but adding an egg can solve this problem very well.

When all the side dishes are put into the pot, a rich and tempting aroma will spread. Although this aroma is rich, it is not greasy or heavy. Instead, it lingers at the tip of the nose and stimulates the uncontrollable secretion of saliva in the mouth.

"Grandpa, it smells so good!" Gu Yanqing swallowed and said crisply.

Gu Yuan nodded and was about to speak when he saw Jian Yan skillfully flip the wok and wave the spoon in his hand. The oily rice noodles fell into the spoon. Then Jian Yan put the spoon on the plate and a portion of rice noodles came out of the wok.

She didn't rush to take the remaining rice noodles out of the pot. Instead, she took a spoon and put some chili sauce in a stainless steel container, added it to the rice noodles, stir-fried it for a few times, and then took it out of the pot and put it on a plate.

"Old Gu, your powder is ready."

"Here it is!" Gu Yuan ran over with a smile on his face to serve the rice noodles. Jian Yan handed him the plate and reminded him, "The rice noodles with scallion sauce are for Xiao Yanqing. Don't give it to the wrong person."

"I know."

Gu Yuan was already attracted by the two portions of rice noodles. He nodded frantically and returned to his seat with the rice noodles. He placed one portion in front of Gu Yanqing and handed it to him using a pair of disposable, decomposable chopsticks. "Try it and see if it tastes good."

"Okay!" Gu Yanqing, who had just entered the first grade of elementary school, was not a child who needed adults to take care of him while eating. He skillfully picked up a chopstick of rice noodles and put it into his mouth, then widened his eyes.

The rice noodles fried by this sister are delicious.

There is rice noodles in their school, but they taste much worse than the ones fried by this sister.

The color is nice too.

The off-white and slightly translucent rice noodles are soft and chewy but not astringent. They are smooth and tender when eaten. The pickled vegetables with a moderate sour and salty taste are finely chopped and stick to the rice noodles, which stimulates the appetite and the cerebral cortex.

Crisp and refreshing mung bean sprouts, tender and soft goose yellow eggs, and delicious marinated beef with rich gravy. These foods are delicious when eaten alone, and they taste even better when fried with rice noodles.

After taking the first bite, Gu Yanqing couldn't help but widen his eyes. He finally understood why his grandfather didn't eat at home every day even though there was a chef at home.

Because the rice noodles fried by this little sister are more delicious than the food made by Uncle Zhou at home.

If he knew that the food cooked by this sister was so delicious, he would not want to eat it at home.

Crunch, crunch, chewing and swallowing with big mouthfuls, little Gu Yanqing cried out from the depths of her soul, "This noodle made by my sister is so delicious!"

"Grandpa, I'll eat with you at my sister's restaurant every day from now on!"

"I've fallen in love with this rice noodle. It's so delicious that I feel like I've grown wings and am flying."

His words were too exaggerated and his expression was too satisfied and happy, which aroused the suspicion of Li Zhi and others who were eating Ma Xiao, cold pot skewers and spicy crabs wearing gloves at the table next to him.

"Old Gu, is this rice noodle really that delicious?"

Old Gu had no time to pay attention to them. He was fighting with his rice noodles with a look of enjoyment on his face.

From swallowing in big gulps at the beginning, to eating in small bites in the middle, and now chewing one by one.

Because the quantity is limited to small portions, the portion on one plate is not that much.

I ate it in small bites until the bottom was almost gone. If I couldn't bear to finish it, I could only chew it one by one, so that I could savor and enjoy the flavor of the rice noodles more.

(End of this chapter)