"Baer, ​​does it take so many seasonings to make a bowl of rice noodles? How much does it cost?" Zeng Fanyu said in heartache while sorting out the ingredients and seasonings like hills piled on the table.

"I didn't want much money, mom! I can't bear to let my child go to trap the wolf. If our rice noodles taste good, we need so many seasonings! But don't worry, the profit of selling snacks is at least more than half. As long as our business is booming, we can only make money and not lose money." Wang Bo comforted his mother and said.

After resigning in his previous life, he also told his wife that he planned to open a rice noodle shop near the community, but his wife sneered at it and advised him not to do his job properly. It was the right way to find a serious job quickly. Not only did he not get any financial help from his wife, but he did not even have any spiritual encouragement, but he received unexpected blows and ridicule. At that time, he was at the lowest point in his mental state. When his mother, who had been dependent on each other for twenty years, had only half his life left. What he needed most was the support and encouragement of his relatives. On the day he ended his life, he thought that if his wife had not ridiculed or derogated, even if he was just verbal support in morality, he might not have gone on the dead end.

He died before he had time to verify his ideas in his previous life; but in this life, he wanted to prove it to his wife in his previous life:

Although you look down on this lowly and small business that has nothing to do with the high-end, my glory in this life starts with this inconspicuous bowl of rice noodles!

Wang Bo's comfort did not completely dispel his mother's concerns, so he sorted out the ingredients with his mother and started to prepare the spicy soup, boil old soup and stir-fried sauce, while settled the score for his mother:

How much does a bowl of rice noodles cost for a 50-day bowl of rice noodles cost, how much does the base soup cost, how much does the sauerkraut cost, and how much money can you make after you finish drying and fighting.

Zeng Fanyu still believed in her son's knowledge, so she couldn't read a word. Her mathematical ability was limited to money. After listening to her son's analysis, her concerns about whether she could make money were gradually eliminated.

Now there is only one question left: Did the mother of my son pass on the true transmission of the Mao rice noodles to his son? Can the son really make rice noodles as delicious as the rice noodle restaurant in Chengli?

Zeng Fanyu waited and saw with great excitement. She already understood that this was not only a bowl of delicious rice noodles that could fill her stomach, but also a bowl of rice noodles that was related to her son's future.

With his mother who was extremely familiar with the kitchen, Wang Bo started to prepare for himself many times more easily than before when he was fighting alone at Shuangqing's home. Therefore, while he was in charge, he still had time to introduce the production process step by step to his mother:

What seasonings should be added, how much should be added, which flavor should be added first, which flavor should be added later, and why!

He first made the base soup for rice noodles.

"Mom, is the rice noodles delicious? Are they fragrant? Are they fresh? The most important thing is this base soup. The base soup, I use pork stick bones, old hens and old ducks to make. The ingredients I bought today can be boiled in a large aluminum pot. Before boiling, soak the stick bones in cold water, the blood of the old hens and old ducks, and then simply fly water. After the flying water, you can put it in a large pot to make it. Boil the soup on high heat, then turn off low heat, add appropriate amount of old ginger, pepper, pepper, and tangerine peel, and add some rock sugar to loosen the meat, pour one or two white wine to remove the fishy smell. Salt is added after the soup is boiled, otherwise it will affect the flavor of the old soup. The whole pot of old soup should be boiled for at least 3 to 5 hours. Water can be replenished during the period, but boiling water should be added, and cold water should not be added..."

"Then let's fry the chili oil. I just asked you to use a stone mill to grind three kinds of chili peppers, two liang of Chaotian pepper, two liang of jingshu, and one liang of bell pepper. Chaotian pepper is very spicy, the two jingshu is very fragrant, and the bell pepper is very red, so the chili oil we use these three kinds of chili peppers is spicy, fragrant and red.

"This is how fried spicy food is fried, with a total of half a pound of chili noodles. We need to use at least two pounds of vegetable oil - Mom, don't be sad about the oil, the beef hair comes from the beef, and the money of this oil will be made back soon - first roast the vegetable oil, that is, it will be burned to smoke. Then, pour in the coriander, white celery and onion that I asked you to chop just now and fry it, keep it dry, frying it yellow, and fishing it out. Then, put a handful of sesame seeds, fry it yellow, take out the sesame seeds and pour it into the chili noodles, and mix it.

"The next thing is more critical. Let's first scoop a spoonful of hot oil into the pepper noodles mixed with sesame seeds. Don't need too much oil, just wet the pepper noodles. This is the first frying, the oil temperature is also relatively high, which is called frying. Then wait (for a while), and then scoop a few spoons of oil in. All the pepper noodles are over. This is the second frying, which is called frying red. Then wait until the oil temperature drops to almost the same time, scoop all the oil in the pan into the pepper noodles. This is the third frying, which is called frying spicy. With these three frying, our oil is fragrant, spicy and red, and it is very comfortable."

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Time passed slowly through Wang Bo and his mother's on-site teaching. Although Zeng Fanyu was an illiterate woman who could not read a word and was as ordinary as a rural woman, she did have a very good cooking skills. On the one hand, although Wang Bo's grandmother was once a chef in the Big Cooker Era team, and her mother was influenced by her mother and received certain cooking skills since she was a child. On the other hand, it has to be said that her mother also has a talent for cooking. Her mother's talent for cooking was passed down to Wang Bo to a certain extent. In addition, she had eaten delicious foods that her mother had for twenty years since she was a child, and she developed a very picky mouth. Wang Bo also loves cooking, and when she has time, she likes to study some new dishes to reward her internal organs. Therefore, after marriage, he took on the heavy responsibility of being responsible for three meals for the family.

In a strong contrast with him was his wife: she could not cook any food except rice.

Her mother's decades of kitchen career made her very relaxed in understanding Wang Bo's words. With Wang Bo's hype and selling, Zeng Fanyu learned the secrets that Wang Bo had spent two years of hard work to develop.

"Mom, do you know how to stir-fry sauce? Make old soup and fried spicy oil?" When the last spoonful of beef sauce was shoveled into the basin, Wang Bo asked his mother who was sitting on the stove opposite to burn the fire.

"Why don't you know? Didn't you tell me all of you just now?" Zeng Fanyu said indifferently. For her, it was just a matter of making soup, cooking dishes, and frying hot bowls of spicy oil. However, compared to her previous practice, she added a lot of ingredients, which even "wasted" a lot of oil that made her heart ache.

Wang Bo was very happy to see his mother so insightful. This means that as long as he lets her make it on his own next time, if there is no problem, the kitchen can be completely handed over to his mother to take care of. Wang Bo couldn't help but think that the ginger is still so spicy. The decades of old chefs are still very different from him, a fledgling novice. Although in theory, he may be much better than his mother, but when it comes to cooking experience, it is absolutely impossible to compare.

The broth, spicy and spicy rice, and sauerkraut were all ready, everything was ready, only the east wind was needed! Wang Bo immediately urged his mother to boil a pot of boiling water. After the water boiled, he couldn't wait to throw about a pound of dry rice noodles into boiling water and soak it. After a few minutes, the rice noodles began to soften under the action of boiling water. When it was so soft that it could be easily cut off with his nails, Wang Bo put the soft rice noodles that had absorbed enough water into a basin and added cold water to soak it.

He asked his mother to boil a pot of boiling water. During the boiling water, Wang Bo took out a bowl and put pepper noodles, salt, chicken essence, MSG, soy sauce, vinegar, and chili oil into the bowl. At this time, the water in the pot had already started. Wang Bo grabbed a handful of rice noodles from the water, put it into the bamboo-woven lining, put it in the boiling water for a few rolls, and lifted it up after six or seven seconds. Put the scalded rice noodles into the bowl, scoop a spoonful, half oil, half bamboo shoots and beef sauce on the rice noodles, and finally sprinkle with chopped green onion and coriander.

Live together!

A bowl of white, red, green, fragrant, steaming beef rice noodles appeared in front of Wang Bo and Zeng Fanyu.

"Boer, is this bowl of rice noodles?" Although she participated in the whole process from washing the first piece of old ginger to watching Wang Bo sprinkle chopped green onions on the good rice noodles, Zeng Fanyu still felt unbelievable when a bowl of rice noodles, which was of all color, fragrance and appearance, appeared in front of her, which was completely different from the rice noodles sold in the rice noodle shop in the city.

In this time and space, I was able to copy the rice noodles that no one knew in the past life that I had only been able to develop after two years of hard work. For a moment, I was excited, sad, regretful, and all kinds of emotions were used to my heart.

"It's this bowl of rice noodles!" Wang Bo nodded affirmatively. He held the bowl of rice noodles in both hands and handed it to his mother respectfully, saying in an unprecedented sincere tone:

"Mom, try it, see if it tastes delicious!"

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Those who like cooking can follow Laoxia’s recipe process to produce rice noodles/rice noodles or noodles. Not to mention the taste, it will kill 80% of the snack bars on the market in seconds!
Chapter completed!