Chapter 187 Should Be More Detailed
Take a sip of the soup first, and the taste buds on your tongue will immediately be awakened by the soup that is infused with the flavors of rice noodles and ingredients.
Take another piece of rice noodle... slurp..."
The loud sound of slurping interrupted Jian Yan's words.
She turned around and saw Murong Qiang, a handsome mixed-race man who was over 1.9 meters tall, with black hair and blue eyes. His facial features had both the three-dimensionality of a Caucasian and the soft lines of an Oriental. He was wiping his saliva with a handkerchief.
Seeing Jian Yan looking at him, he said seriously with a slight embarrassment, "I didn't mean to interrupt you, it was just my saliva that overflowed on its own."
In short, “···”
The rice noodles described in a simple way aroused the appetite of Tang Zhen and the others, making them eager to try them. They sounded so fresh and delicious.
"Master Jian!"
Suddenly, Qiao Xi called out to Jian Yan in a very loud voice.
Everyone was shocked, including Jian Yan.
She looked at Josh in surprise and wondered, "What's wrong?"
"Can you make us some rice noodles?"
Jian Yan felt that Qiao Xi might be broken.
Just think about it, he actually asked her that he wanted to eat it.
"I'm afraid we won't be able to eat it. I guess making rice noodles is not as simple as grinding rice into powder." Tang Zhen muttered.
Immediately afterwards, the conversation between the few people was completely beyond Jian Yan's imagination...
"I think we should grind the rice into powder and mix it into rice flour dough like we do with dough, and then roll it into strip-shaped sticks." Luoyang said hesitantly.
Then···
Then the style of painting is wrong.
"It's such a thick stick!" Qiao Xi made a circle with his thumb and index finger and gestured to the others.
Murong Qiang was silent for a moment, "...It's too thick, about the same thickness as chopsticks."
"It still feels thick. It should be thinner."
In short, “···”
Hey, what the hell is wrong with you guys?!
We haven't even figured out what rice noodles are, but we're already having a heated discussion here.
Also grind the rice into powder and mix it into dough like noodles, then roll it into sticks as thick as chopsticks, but it's not thick at all.
Whose rice noodles are so thick?
Just as Jian Yan was looking at them speechlessly with a gleaming look on her face as if they were a lunatic, several people who were arguing heatedly about how thick the rice noodles should be looked at her at the same time.
"How coarse should the rice noodles be?"
Jian Yan's answer was to silently cover his face with his hands.
The little kitten, who was sitting upright on the little golden dragon's head and was affected by Jian Yan's emotions, followed his example and covered its furry face with its paws.
Lu Jinxiu was holding a holographic video conference with the Imperial Ministry of Foreign Affairs, Lingxi Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and Yakdoli Ministry of Foreign Affairs to discuss the plan of "promoting the Zerg market process". He caught the action of the little kitten out of the corner of his eye and a smile flashed in his eyes.
"Lu, are you sure you're not kidding?"
Minister Lingxi of Foreign Affairs, who noticed the smile in his eyes, fixed her expression and said seriously, "You should know that our civilization studied the Zerg earlier than you did, and your civilization's understanding of the Zerg is not as good as ours.
You said Zerg are edible, okay, we'll believe you for now.
But when it comes to such an important matter as promoting the Zerg and bringing the Zerg into thousands of households, we cannot just listen to your opinion.
We need detailed information and evidence to prove that what you said is true."
Lu Jinxiu, "I have detailed information and evidence..."
Curling the corners of his lips, he looked at Lingxi and Yakdoli, the foreign ministers, with an icy gaze and said calmly, "I can give you these, but you have to know one thing: there is no free lunch in this world."
(End of this chapter)
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