A Stall Is Set Up at the Gate of Tōtsuki, And A Food Praise Ten Thousand Times Return

It's not until six o'clock in the afternoon.

Suddenly, the back door of the restaurant flickered with light.

Alice, who was dozing off with one hand on the dining table, shivered.

Waking up from the stupor in an instant.

"Huh? Is someone here?"

Subconsciously wiped the saliva overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

Alice's eyes lit up, and she immediately regained her spirits.

Erina glanced at Alice, with a helpless expression on her face, and then put down the book in her hand.

It is a biography about the ancient cuisine of the Dragon Kingdom, mixed with a lot of unofficial history, the authenticity cannot be studied.

Taking out a tissue and handing it to Alice, Erina scolded unceremoniously: "Wipe it up, it's not in line with the etiquette of the Nakiri family to greet guests like this.

Erina shook her head secretly.

Alice, this girl is also desperately waiting for visitors from Otherworld.

Obviously sleepy to death, he refused to go back to his room to rest.

But Erina was also curious.

What kind of guests will come this time?

Chu Feng and Thor looked calm.

No matter who comes, as long as you pay for the meal and don't cause trouble, the rest doesn't matter.

It's just today's Otherworld guest, it seems a bit early.

——The door opens 263!

In came a blond girl with an expressionless face.

About fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing a pure white T-shirt and black skirt, with a black bow on the neckline, which should be the school uniform of a certain high school.

The girl has blond hair slightly curly, and looks sweet and lovely.

It's just that his face is expressionless, and his temperament seems a little cold.

After walking into the restaurant.

The girl didn't panic like the other visitors.

Instead, he looked curiously at the surrounding furnishings.

"Chinese restaurant?"

The girl muttered to herself, a trace of imperceptible surprise flashed in her eyes, but she had no expression other than that.

Chu Feng carefully looked at the blond girl and confirmed her appearance, she was someone he had never seen before.

At least he, who has read countless times before traveling, has no impression of the girl in front of him.

But adhering to the principle of treating every diner kindly, Chu Feng still smiled and said: "Excuse me, what do you want to eat?"

"Ramen, do you have it?"

The blond girl asked straightforwardly.

Seems like compared to popping into a Chinese restaurant.

Now she's more concerned about getting ramen.

"Of course, which kind do you want to eat? Beef noodles, (agcf) mixed sauce noodles, white river noodles, tonkotsu ramen...it doesn't matter what kind.

Chu Feng laughed.

He likes this kind of straight-to-the-point guests best.

If you have to ask where this is every time you come, it will be troublesome to explain.

"Huh? Can do anything?"

The blonde girl's eyes lit up, and then she showed a tangled expression.

She has eaten almost all of Neon's famous ramen, but she really can't think of what to order.

After a long time, the girl spoke again: "Hello, my name is Koizumi. Since your place is a Chinese restaurant, why don't you order a piece of Longguo's pasta."

Although Neon also has Longguo ramen, but there are not many types, and Koizumi seldom tries it.

"It seems that you really like noodles."

Chu Feng laughed.

I feel that the guests who came this time are a little innocent.

Of course, the simplicity here refers to hobbies.

The other party seems to be very keen on ramen dishes.

"Is gold noodles okay, but it's not ramen, but cut noodles."

Chu Feng thought about it and made a suitable suggestion.

The main thing is that ramen noodles are a bit time-consuming, and cutting noodles is faster.

"Golden noodles?"

Koizumi was a little taken aback, as if he had heard of this dish somewhere.

Out of her love for pasta, she has specialized in pasta from various countries.

After careful recollection, Koizumi quickly thought of the origin of the golden noodles.

This is a Xichuan pasta, which is said to be as thin as a hair.

The thinnest noodles can even pierce more than a dozen noodles in one needle eye.

Gold thread noodles, this is a kind of noodles that is extremely challenging for chefs.

It is not so much a bowl of noodles as it is an ultimate work of art.

Because the biggest feature of this kind of noodles is thinness.

Thin as a hair!

Koizumi immediately became interested.

But don't forget to ask the price.

"Five thousand yen."

Chu Feng confiscated the high price.

As a foodie who has been in various noodle shops for a long time.

Koizumi doesn't think there is any problem with the price.

If the other party can make the authentic pasta of Longguo.

Relatively speaking, 5,000 yen is already very cheap.

Koizumi paid quickly, found a table and sat down, watching the restaurant owner make the dishes.

Anyone who likes to eat ramen knows that appreciating the skills of ramen chefs is also the biggest hobby of this type of foodie.

Appreciating superb skills and enjoying delicious cuisine is simply the best enjoyment in the world.

Koizumi waited eagerly, but her face was expressionless, and it was difficult for outsiders to see her thoughts.

In fact, not long after opening the back door of the restaurant, she knew she had come to a magical place.

Although the door she opened earlier was indeed a ramen restaurant, but the place that specializes in tonkotsu ramen cannot be a Chinese restaurant.

It's just that Koizumi is more concerned about what to eat than finding out the mystery of this place.

The truth can be explored at any time, but food will not wait for anyone.

As a top foodie, nothing in the world is more important than food.

In the kitchen, Chu Feng began to make golden silk noodles.

The most critical part of this kind of noodles is kneading and rolling.

The dough is not strong enough, and the dough is easy to break.

Especially this kind of extremely thin noodles, it is even more about tenacity.

If one is not good, it will rot into a pot of porridge.

Chu Feng chose all-purpose flour.

Kneading, kneading and waking up the dough in one go.

All kinds of skills are at hand.

The whole process was not difficult for Chu Feng.

Next is rolling and cutting.

A piece of dough with a width of about thirty centimeters and a length of about two meters soon appeared on the kitchen counter.

The dough for making this skin weighs about three taels, which is more than enough for a girl to eat.

"So fast?"

Koizumi was a little stunned.

Since coming to Maple Leaf Pavilion.

For the first time, a more obvious expression appeared on her face.

The main reason is that the shop owner and the noodle wake-up time are too short.

She has eaten countless ramen.

It's the first time I've seen someone make noodles so fast.

However~

Before she came back to her senses.

The shop owner in the kitchen has picked up a dark blue kitchen knife.

The blue light on the blade surged, as if a dragon was soaring in the air.

next second~

Koizumi only saw the flash of a knife.

And the 'da da' sound that only comes out when the knife cuts the pallet.

An endless stream of voices, dazzling knife shadows, and filaments flying in mid-air...

This miraculous scene finally made Koizumi open his mouth exaggeratedly. .