After traveling through time, the restaurant I opened became a big hit

Fortunately, the stalls only start at 4 pm.

So Jiang Li slept until noon, and when she woke up, He Anguo was already making the soup.

But he was the only one there, so Jiang Li came out and poured a glass of warm water and took a sip to moisten his throat.

"Sister Tian, ​​are they still awake?"

"Not yet. Xiao Jiang wants to eat something in the morning. I'll make it together later."

As he spoke, He Anguo wiped his hands on his apron and planned to open the refrigerator to see what he could eat in the morning.

"No need, Uncle He, you've been busy for so long, leave breakfast to me!"

Jiang Li drank the water in the cup in one gulp, and then took the initiative to take over the task of making breakfast.

"All right."

He Anguo didn't say anything extra polite. He just responded and continued to prepare ingredients for the stall.

"Wow, what are you having for breakfast today? It smells so good!"

When you get closer, you can see vaguely that there are seven plates of fragrant fried noodles on the small table.

Everyone was slurping the noodles and making noises, which showed that the fried noodles were very delicious.

Then you took some seasoning from the seasoning table next to you to season it, and after a while, it was out of the pot.

For us, the only dilemma is, among so many stalls selling bad food, which one should we choose?

Unable to hold back, Lin Jiaying asked curiously, how did Jiang Li make the food taste so delicious?

I watched He Anguo finish the whole plate of fried noodles, leaving not even a bit of the side dish left.

Although the taste is not strong, it makes people feel that this thing is definitely delicious.

He Anguo smelled the faint fragrance as soon as he got up, and ran inside while still in his pajamas.

The primary school town, which used to be so sparsely populated that it could be used, now has even fewer people.

Zhu Xinliang took a small bite of fried noodles and forgot to give Jiang Li a little thumbs up.

The action of pinching the noodles with your hands was to stop, Huang Yi also gave a complicated explanation to Lin Jiaying, which made me nod repeatedly.

Just by looking at the color of the noodles, you can tell that if Jiang Li added some soy sauce, it would definitely taste bland.

During the time when Jiang Li was cooking, others also smelled the fragrance.

Thinking of this, Huang Yihe immediately picked up the noodles with chopsticks and put them into her mouth along with the shredded meat and carrots.

That was Huang Yihe's first thought before she took a bite of the fried noodles. It's no exaggeration to say that it was definitely not the worst fried noodles you've ever eaten.

That resulted in Huang Yihe finishing one plate and then going to the kitchen to get another one, complaining that the portion Jiang Li made was too small.

Although the fried noodles made in this way may seem to have a rich taste, it actually ruins the taste of the noodles themselves.

The plate behind you is so clean, as if it has been used before, with only some oil stains vaguely visible.

The aroma seems to be from vegetables and meat, and the fragrance is everywhere.

This noodle was made by Tian Guizhen yesterday. It is narrower than Tianjia’s noodles.

The shredded pork may seem casual as a side dish, but it still plays an important role in the bowl of noodles.

After finally finishing all the remaining fried noodles, He Anguo touched his full stomach and smiled happily.

Just like that, seven people were in the restaurant, chatting about family matters while eating noodles.

"Chef Da Jiang, what kind of seasoning did he put on the noodles? The noodles taste really bad."

Hearing Xiaojia's praise, Jiang Li no longer felt bad.

After all, it's just a small breakfast, and it doesn't matter who makes it.

Suddenly, He Anguo, who was cutting vegetables, smelled a fragrance.

Before getting Jiang Li's answer, Lin Jiaying continued to eat fried noodles.

As he ate mouthful after mouthful of noodles, the spiciness became stronger and stronger, causing He Anguo to make a hissing sound.

"bad!"

In addition to the noodles, there are many side dishes on the plate, such as shredded meat, shredded carrots, onions, peppers, etc.

But the bowl of fried noodles made by Jiang Li tasted quite clean and delicious, very pure.

By the time He Anguo finished tidying up and came out, the Xiao family was already sitting at the dining table.

It doesn't feel greasy at all, and it's very chewy and springy when you bite it.

It is really spicy and satisfying. I can only say that it is worthy of being the pepper from the mountain city!

However, Zhu Xinliang and Tian Guizhen had changed their clothes, and when they saw that it was time to eat, they hurried to help get the chopsticks and bowls.

As the saying goes, the quieter the sound you make when eating noodles, the worse they taste.

"Seasoning? Besides soy sauce and hot sauce, there's also some sesame oil and minced garlic."

He looked in the direction of Jiang Li, who seemed to be frying something.

Upon closer inspection, he was actually casually stir-frying the food with chopsticks, and then switched to a spatula.

Jiang Li opened the refrigerator, which contained the vegetables they had bought from the nearby market, as well as the leftover noodles from last night.

After the meal, everyone was no longer idle. It was also early, so they had to clean up before setting up the stall.

"Yeah, it has to be Chef Da Jiang, even the fried noodles he makes are so bad."

These look red at first glance, and before you eat them, the spicy taste lingers in your mouth.

"Bad food!"

The fried noodles you made taste exactly the same as the fried noodles sold there.

After all, food is the most important thing for people. In our eyes, there is nothing more important than eating.

"Yingzi, quickly change your clothes, go wash up, and come to eat."

After all, today is the last day for the stall to be set up, and many students have received the news.

The whole plate of fried noodles not only looked unnutritious but also tasted bad, but it was delicious, which made Huang Yihe want to try it immediately.

Although Jiang Li put a little red pepper in the noodles, the color of the noodles did not look spicy.

"Then there is no need to put too little seasoning in the fried noodles, otherwise the taste will become unclear and secondary."

Moreover, it does not taste monotonous at all when you eat it, and it feels like the seasonings are fighting with each other.

Although the fried noodles look very light in oil, they taste quite dry and refreshing.

Jiang Li thought about the process of frying noodles just now. He was not pursuing a heavenly home, but just the best taste with its original flavor.

Every time you chew it, you will be reluctant to leave. Although it is just a bowl of special fried noodles, it makes people feel monotonous and interesting.

I don’t have anything to do at home today, so I’ll put it aside for the time being and come to the big stalls of “Chef Contest” to have a meal.

The remaining noodles were made from the stall yesterday, and they couldn’t be sold today, so they might as well eat them themselves.

Crispy shredded carrots, chewy fried noodles, and firm and salty shredded pork.

In the past, the fried noodles that Jiang Li had eaten at other places were always added with all kinds of strange seasonings, and the production process was also very simple.