City: a leisurely life that starts with delicious food

"Boss Lin, good afternoon. "

"Hello. "

"It's half past eleven, it's time to open, right?"

"We're the first customers at noon, right?"

The two of them looked left and right, and the small shop was so big that they could see it at a glance.

Except for Lin Feng, it was the two of them.

After eating three eggs in the morning, the duck king sat in the roadside car and waited until now.

Song Zihao also pinched the point, knowing that the duck king was also there, and the two of them became united in the store.

Facing the expectant eyes of the two of them, Lin Feng coughed lightly and said, "It's not open today." "

"Huh?".

"No, it's not open?".

"Boss Lin, my heart is not very good, what did you just say?".

"Like I said, it's not open today. Lin Feng helplessly spread his hands and said: "The tea eggs are sold out in the morning, and they will be made just tomorrow." "

The expressions of the two froze, fantasizing about a morning's dream...... It's broken!

But soon they spotted the basin on the board, and their eyes immediately burst into flames.

"Boss Lin, what is this?".

"Dough. "

"What are you going to do?".

"Have you developed a new dish!".

Song Zihao thought of something, patted his chest and volunteered: "Boss Lin, the tasting group we just built yesterday, I can do it now!"

The tea eggs are so delicious, and they will definitely not be bad when they are made of other things!

And I haven't launched a new product for so long, and now I am secretly kneading dough, and I must want to wait for the new product to be completely perfected before launching it.

Yes!

Boss Lin has always pursued perfection in food!

As the first taster in Boss Lin's store, before the official launch of the new product, he naturally has the obligation to try defective products!

"Tasting group?".

The Duck King captured the key words: "Boss Lin, is there a tasting group?"

Lin Feng looked at Song Zihao: "The one who came with him yesterday is the group leader, you have to talk to him." "

"Brother Hao, you're not kind!" the Duck King looked resentful.

There is a tasting group that doesn't even share, it's too much!

"I haven't had time to tell you yet. Song Zihao's face was not red and his heart was not beating, and he continued to look at Lin Feng eagerly: "Boss Lin, is this going to be a bun? or noodles?"

"Noodles. "

"Great, I like to eat noodles!".

"Uh......" Lin Feng said: "This is the lunch I made for myself." "

"Isn't it new?".

"It's not. "

The new product doesn't have a word.

The two looked at the dough greedily: "Then Boss Lin, do you mind giving me a small bowl to taste? As long as you make it, I love it!"

The Duck King added, "We'll pay." "

"Mind that. "

Lin Feng shook his head, completely rejecting their fantasies.

"Well..."

The two of them are like frosted eggplants, wilting.

Song Zihao looked at the steaming tea eggs in the pot, gritted his teeth, and made another request: "Boss Lin, can I buy a bowl of noodles from outside and eat it here with you?" "

Lin Feng: ......

In the end, he agreed to the request of the two.

It's just that I didn't ask for a table fee.

The two immediately went to the side and asked for a bowl of noodles and brought it to the store.

While smelling the fragrance of tea leaves and eggs, I ate noodles slowly.

This scene is a bit paradoxical.

Lin Feng was a little uncomfortable at first, but when he threw himself into the dough on the board, everything could not affect him.

Kneading!

Keep rubbing!

Knead it vigorously!

The noodles want to be strong, except for adding salt and eggs, only kneading!

Probably because of the white case skills, Lin Feng's requirements for dough at the moment were so high that they were almost paranoid.

Two fist-sized doughs, kneaded horizontally, vertically, diagonally ......

Knead everything, not letting go of an inch.

The already delicate dough became more and more delicate under his moderate kneading.

Song Zihao and the two stopped the chopsticks in their hands, looking at Boss Lin's extremely fast but rhythmic kneading action, as if appreciating the birth of a work of art.

After kneading like this for about ten minutes, Lin Feng stopped.

Looking at the dough on the board that was intact and did not even have a single wrinkle, he smiled with satisfaction.

"It's ...... dough?".

The two of them looked fascinated, if they didn't know in advance, Lin Feng said that this was a piece of mutton fat white jade, and they also firmly believed it.