In response to this request, Wu Ran could only say sorry. After all, she was just one person and couldn't do so much. Perhaps in the future, when she had enough money, she could open a restaurant. By then, she would be able to provide more delicious food to her interstellar netizens.
Wu Ran was chatting with netizens without stopping his actions.
She took out a piece of meat. There was no chicken in the interstellar age, only chicken-shaped orcs. Wu Ran could only take out the meat of a unicorn as a substitute.
Then this bowl of noodles should not be called shredded chicken cold noodles, but should be called unicorn meat cold noodles?
This name inexplicably tickled Wu Ran's funny bone. She couldn't help but laugh, but she deftly put the meat into the pot with cold water, added ginger, scallions and cooking wine, and after it was cooked, she broke it into pieces, cut the cucumber into shreds and put them together.
Next, it was time to prepare the soul sauce. She hardly needed to look at it before she poured the onions, garlic and chili powder together, heated the oil and poured the hot oil in. In an instant, the seasoning in the bowl turned an appetite-stimulating red. Wu Ran put the pot aside and added soy sauce, aged vinegar, salt and sugar.
She was busy in the kitchen like a little bee, with a serious expression on her face. I wonder what rigorous experiment she thought she was doing.
When the seasoning is ready, the noodles are completely cooled.
Wu Ran picked up the noodles and put them on the table. Suddenly, the table was occupied by three plates, and the ingredients on them looked very rich.
Wu Ran couldn't help but smile.
"Next, just mix these things evenly."
"Gudong."
Before Wu Ran started stirring, the StarCraft netizens who were watching smelled the slightly sour and spicy taste and began to swallow their saliva.
Soon, all the ingredients were mixed together, and the whole bowl of noodles was completely immersed in the seasoning, exuding an attractive red luster.
"Now we are going to start making mung bean soup."
Wu Ran said with a smile.
And the audience couldn't help it.
[Wait a minute for the mung bean soup. Take a bite first and let us taste it. ]
[My intuition tells me that this bowl of noodles will be delicious! ]
[Does this require intuition? My eyes, my nose, and my brain are all telling me that this is a very delicious delicacy. ]
【Anchor, take a bite! 】
More and more spectators began to urge Wu Ran, and the team was united, full of desire.
Wu Ran picked up the chopsticks beside him helplessly: "Okay, then let's try it first."
As the noodles were eaten, all the audience members' eyes widened suddenly, and they felt elated for a moment.
How to describe the taste?
The smooth noodles, the fragrant shredded chicken, the sweet cucumber, and the slightly sour, sweet, and spicy taste are all combined together to create a very appetizing dish.]
"Gudong."
All readers across the galaxy who were reading the article swallowed their saliva at the same time.
[I swear, I just finished my nutrition supplement, but now I'm hungry again.]
[Me too, I just ordered a pancake, but now I don’t think it’s delicious anymore.]
[Me, me, me! I think the pancakes are delicious. My friend upstairs, if you don’t want to eat them, please tell me and I can get them from you.]
[?! That's a nice thought. I managed to get this with great difficulty.]
[I want to eat it! Slightly sour, slightly sweet, and slightly spicy, what does it taste like? ]
[Does Zaosi usually eat such good food? 】
While they were discussing, some smart people had quietly left and opened Paipai. Sure enough, the content of the live broadcast of Wu Ranran's account on Paipai had changed. They started to live broadcast the method of making unicorn meat cold noodles.
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