MTL - Godly Stay-Home Dad-Chapter 101 Shocking tactics (sixth)

"Not a face."

Zhang Han shook his head with a chuckle and said: "It is a thin ramen."

"Of course, Meng Meng wants to eat a thin face, the boss must have made it very special." Zhao Feng smiled on the side.

"Oh, hey, I said, how to make noodles, it is Meng Meng want to eat." Liang Mengqi snorted, the boss is basically responsive to Meng Meng.

They are not so much about them, Liang Mengqi also knows that they have not yet been able to order food.

"Ok."

Zhang Han nodded and shook hands.

His hands grabbed the dough, and the spirits constantly cast the palms together on the dough, the arms spread out, and the dough was drawn into a thick cylinder of arms.

Zhang Hanyi started, and the eyes in the room gradually gathered.

Every time Zhang Han started cooking, they always watched for a while, because Zhang Han’s movements were simply artists for them.

In the eyes of everyone, Zhang Han’s hands moved at different frequencies.

The long dough on the palm began to spin. Gradually, the dough became thinner and the rotation was getting bigger and bigger, like a vortex that gradually formed in the sea.

At the same time, Zhang Han's spiritual power does not gather in the right hand, and the five fingers hold the fist. Under the guidance of spiritual power, a noodle like a little thumb is floated through the gap of the finger to the boiling pot. go with.

Finger thick noodles? nonexistent.

What Zhang Han is going to do is of course the thin noodles, to what extent? Of course it is the limit!

I saw Zhang Han’s right hand or draw a circle with a quick melody. The noodles that passed through the fingers continued to rotate forward, like a handful of ribbons in his hand, constantly waving A conical spiral.

This is the case with the noodles at this time, and the noodles begin to become thinner as the rotation progresses.

A little bit thinner, until the time you fall into the skillet, the fineness of the noodles is like a hair!

The noodles in the pot will be broken every twenty centimeters, which is a feat that can be completed under the control of spiritual power.

In this way, the noodles are constantly flying, and the process of turning the dough into a silk thread can stun the eyeball!

I know that when the boss is cooking, it is a sleek technique, but I did not expect him to dazzle to such a degree! This is not to let the people around us continue to breathe the cool breath:

"How is this possible?"

"Oh, that's horrible? Is the noodles so pulled?"

"I saw this ramen for the first time. Look at the noodles. I will make it up and make it into a silk thread!"

"It’s really shocking to see the world, and the boss has such craftsmanship. It’s a simple and inhuman feat.”

"I am afraid that the first ramen king in the Mainland is not as good as the one-tenth of the boss! My God is terrible."

"..."

In the northern part of the inland area, there is a ramen master who is very powerful. The face he pulls out is very thin. He is known as the hairy hair, but it is really exaggerated. The noodles are not fine.

But now, people are looking at the faint noodle silk thread, which is really stunned.

This is the real as fine as the hair, and this skill is not going to be understood.

I only know that it is like a noodle that is flying like a whirlpool. How horrible this scene is, how terrible it is!

The most shocking thing at this time was Zhao Feng. When Zhang Han’s palm moved, his eyes grew bigger and bigger, and he eventually became like a bull's eye.

The pupil in the eye is shrinking as the noodles are formed, and the expression is like something terrible.

"This....."

Zhao Feng stunned for a while, and suddenly he remembered a legend that the captain said, and he was shocked.

"what!"

"Is it!"

"Is the boss he is..."

Zhao Feng was eclipsed and stared at Zhang Han with unbelievable eyes.

I remember that when he was in the special forces, he and the captain played the game privately for half an hour. Finally, he was easily taken down by the captain. Zhao Feng’s defeat was very thorough and convincing, but the captain said: In this world, there is an invisible The society is full of strange people, and even I can't touch the circle.

Zhao Feng asked what is invisible society. The captain is laughing and not saying. When leaving, he left a long sentence: Although you and I are powerful, but after all, it is still a frog at the bottom of the well. The group of people are unimaginable existence, just like ...Wulin.

Wulin? Like the martial arts that have internal strength in the story?

Zhao Feng’s speculative speculation, until now, he has to forget that thing, but after seeing Zhang Han’s skill and the scene in front of him, Zhao Feng is really unable to himself.

He felt in his heart that the boss is the master in the invisible society! The boss is very likely to be the strongman with ‘internal strength’!

Otherwise how can the boss reach this level? I am afraid that it is pure power and I can’t do this in front of me!

As everyone knows, Zhao Feng’s guess is almost close to the fact.

Relatively speaking, Zhang Han, who is in the training period, is indeed the master of martial arts with internal strength, but in essence, Zhang Hanxiu is the path of Chengxian, the most orthodox road, while others are not necessarily so, especially In this apocalyptic earth.

Yes, the earth is now developing faster and faster, the aura is gradually dissipating, and only some Fengshui treasures will have aura. Zhang Han certainly knows this situation. For another example, there is no aura, the spiritual consumption in the body. If you can't add it, you can only rely on the law of the body to slowly cultivate. This method is a lot harder and slower to recover. This is also a very helpless fact.

The line of sight returned to Zhang Han.

The noodles that rotate like a vortex gradually enter the skillet, saying that it is too late, and the whole process is only one minute.

One pot of noodles, one minute, all turned into thin noodles like hair, if it is spread out, I am afraid that many people will not believe it.

Even the people in the restaurant don't believe their eyes, just blaming the scene is too scary.

Noodles into the pot, Zhang Han gently exhaled.

After finishing these noodles, it actually consumed more than half of the spiritual power of Zhang Han.

This half of the spiritual power, Rao is Zhang Han practiced a treasure hunt, it will take an afternoon to recover.

While the noodles were cooking, Zhang Han started the egg fried rice at noon today.

When his body moved, people came back to God.

"Damn!"

Liang Mengqi screamed at the side of the bar and said, "It’s so handsome, the boss is so handsome, what should I do? I am fascinated by you."

"Yes, if a girl is a girl, she must be chasing the boss!" Zhao Dahu's tone was turned into a soft voice.

At this time, Yu Qingqing did not care about Zhao Dahu's attitude, and his eyes gazed at Zhang Han. The admiration in the look was all in the air.

In the face of praise, Zhang Han did not have any look, and did not respond, still as usual to stir up the fried rice.

Just thinking in my heart, is the movement and the way just too exaggerated?

To know that this ramen is a waste of more than half of the body's spiritual power, although in order to pursue speed, but see these people have some overreaction, it seems that the way is somewhat wrong.

‘Forget it, the next time it’s normal. ’

Zhang Han shook his head gently.

While making egg fried rice, Zhang Han put salt and fragrant wood powder on the side of the noodle soup.

Soon, the egg fried rice and the clear noodle soup were out of the pot at the same time. Zhang Han will also make the potato silk and the cucumber to be finished. People will come to the dinner as usual.

"Wow, it’s so fine and fine, it’s crystal clear, it’s beautiful, it’s like art!”

Liang Mengqi exclaimed while holding a bowl of clear noodle soup, turned his head and returned to his seat to prepare for a big meal.

In fact, Liang Mengqi also likes pasta very much. When she was eating dumplings last time, the dumpling skin was tender and delicious, but Liang Mengqi had a good aftertaste. Now, even with a noodle soup, she still has to taste first. A taste, even temporarily abandoned the egg fried rice.

And Zhao Dahu is a person who especially likes to eat spicy food. Under the years, the stomach has some small problems. Sometimes, eating some stimulating food will cause stomach pain for a while, but since coming to this restaurant, his stomach has not been hurt once. At this time, he would like to add some chili oil to eat the noodle soup, but there is no preparation for the sauce, soy sauce and vinegar are not available, so I can only eat it like this.

Yu Qingqing is very fond of noodle food. The most favorite thing is Anhui plate, but now there is clear noodle soup, she thinks it is not bad.

The three first-time people started to take action and enjoy lunch.

"call......"

They unanimously picked up a spoonful of broth with a spoon and drank it with a sigh of relief.

The light noodle soup is full of rich flour and pure fragrance. When the soup is drunk, only a sweetness that cannot be described is poured into the throat. At this moment, the soup seems to be a clear stream, nourishing their body and mind, only I feel that the whole person is refreshing.

"Good to drink." Liang Mengqi said with great admiration.

"Try to taste the noodles!" Yu Qingqing couldn't help but pick up the chopsticks and tried to gently pick up the noodles. Because the noodles were too thin, she was afraid to pinch the noodles with a little force.

But what I didn't expect was that the thin noodles like hair would be so strong, and her strength gradually became bigger and there was no clip.

"Hey..."

Yu Qingqing ate a big mouth, the noodles entered the mouth, so that the mouth was white-flavored for a time, such a thin noodles in the mouth is not like a batter, but let her feel that each noodle has elasticity It’s full of energy, and this taste is really a wonderful experience.

"I, for the first time, I found that the noodle soup was originally this taste! This is the real clear noodle soup!" Yu Qingqing was fascinated with a sigh of relief, and then the movement on his hand accelerated.

"嘶嘶嘶....."

The people at the table of the members almost ate the image regardless of the image, and the food was very invested, which led to the sound of eating noodles, and attracted people who ate the fried rice on the other side.