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Li Anran, who had a divine mind overwhelmed the entire snack stall, naturally would not feel the change in the atmosphere at the dining table. However, he did not take it seriously. Instead, he felt that borrowing this Xibei product for his own snack stall is also a good use.

Considering that although the two had a little unpleasant relationship before, the other party also apologized to everyone in front of everyone, and invisibly used the other party, Li Anran had a little snack on these two bowls of beef noodles.

Although the rice noodles are cooked in advance and then put into the soup pot, it will not be as easy to turn the broth into a paste as quickly as noodles, even if you continue to add the broth, the taste will still be affected.

Therefore, after finishing all the bowls of rice noodles on hand, Li Anran did not directly make Li Mingda's two bowls, but reached out and took out the remaining soup with half of the clay pot, and then sat a pot of new soup on the stove.

While cooking soup, Li Anran also took over the job of cutting vegetables, picked up the braised beef that he had cheated on without a rest all night, and cut it into pieces with his spiritual thoughts.

Unlike the beef cut by Wang Liu before, Li Anran not only had a very smooth posture when cutting meat, but even gave people a feeling of flowing water. The beef that was slanted was thin and large, and each piece was the size of an adult's palm.

The side dishes that play an appetizing and refreshing role were not needed to deal with Li Anran, but Wang Liu asked him to find two bamboo plates that he had not used to pack. As for the poached eggs, they were beaten directly into the fried spoon and then put them in the broth casually.

In fact, he used his divine thoughts to set the shape of the two eggs. After the broth was boiled for a while, as Li Anran lifted his hand, he saw a white and tender, full-formed egg, as if a round baked egg appeared in front of everyone.

After the meat, vegetables and eggs were all done, Li Anran picked up two bamboo chopsticks that were almost the length of his arm. He rolled out two balls of rice noodles that looked like white jade from the bucket storing rice noodles and threw them into the broth. After a few rinse, he rinsed them with a bamboo colander and put them in two large bamboo bowls that no one had used and had seasoned.

After pouring two tablespoons of broth and mix well with long bamboo chopsticks, cover the thin and large beef and white and tender poached eggs on it, in just a short time. Two "high-end" versions of beef rice noodles are freshly released.

Although he personally cooked these two bowls of rice noodles, Li Anran did not send them to someone else in person. The difference is just a kind attitude, but it does not mean that he needs to flatter himself.

Fortunately, Li Mingda, who saw someone's busyness, not only did not mean to blame him. Instead, he felt that in this case, a guy personally cooked two bowls of rice noodles that were obviously different from others, and his character was not as bad as he had imagined at the beginning.

However, this little idea was quickly attracted by the bowl of rice noodles that was full of color, fragrance and flavor.

"Young master, do you really want to eat it? This kind of street snack doesn't look too... not very clean." He didn't know how many saliva he swallowed, but Shi Jian, who is a servant, still had to persuade him.

"If you think it's not clean, don't eat it. This young master can eat two servings."

Li Mingda, who gave his first glance at the book boy, was not really angry. After all, he was able to come out this time, although he was stealing, but it was actually not the result of his parents' intentional letting go. Otherwise, how could he slip out of the palace?

But after coming out, the book boys, housekeepers, and even coachmen around him, let alone Li Mingda's martial arts cultivation is not weak among his peers, and even his cultivation level is not as good as that, it is still easy to guess that none of these people are.

Not to mention that Shi Jian has been with him since he was a child, and he put aside his royal identity. It is not an exaggeration to say that the relationship between the two is like a sister. Moreover, when encountering danger, the other party will use sacrifice to protect himself without hesitation. Therefore, Li Mingda, the boy of his book, rarely puts on the air of a princess.

"No! For the sake of the safety of the young master, let Shi Jian try this rice noodles!"

As a book boy, Shi Jian finished speaking. He picked up the brand new bamboo chopsticks in front of him, picked up a little rice noodles and a little beef from the bowl in front of his princess, and even poked the white and tender purse down, and then stuffed it into his mouth.

Faced with such behavior, even though Li Mingda had already gotten used to it, after seeing his book boy chewing for a while, a very enjoyable expression appeared on his face, and he immediately felt like a crow flew over his head.

"How is it?" If it weren't for the good relationship between the two, Li Mingda, who couldn't help but suspect that he was taking advantage of him on the grounds of tasting, suddenly asked with a dark face.

"It tastes so delicious!" Shi Jian, who was indeed conquered by the smell in his mouth, replied subconsciously with a pair of crescent eyes bent.

"Is there any problem?" Li Mingda rolled his eyes speechlessly and asked again.

"This... I haven't found any problem at this moment. I just ate this little. If..." Shi Jian, who swallowed the food and was savoring the fragrance in his mouth, subconsciously looked at the two bowls in front of him and said with a confused look on his face.

"What if? Will you wait until you eat both bowls before you can confirm whether there is any problem?" Li Mingda, who really couldn't stand the cute look of this book boy, picked up the folding fan and knocked it on the other party's head, and said viciously.

"Puff!"

"Ha ha……"

"Ahem..."

After the actions of the master and servant fell into the eyes of other diners, a kind laugh broke out from the food stall. At the same time, there were some guys with relatively low laughter, either choking and coughing or simply spraying the soup into the bowl.

Because of Lin Shufeng's behavior, it was speculated that Li Mingda's master and servant status was extraordinary and his somewhat dull atmosphere was instantly shattered. Faced with this kind laughter and the embarrassing appearance of some guys, Li Mingda's handsome little face suddenly turned red.

"Master, do you want it..." Someone said among the figures hidden upstairs not far from the commercial street.

"No need, Miss is not in danger. Don't disturb the little ancestor's interest, otherwise you will know the consequences. If you want to go, I won't stop the old man." The old man dressed in a housekeeper waved his hand and said with a smile.

Well, as soon as this sentence was said, the remaining secret guards closed their mouths at the same time. The one who had just spoken was an iron-blooded man who would not change his color even when facing a thousand troops, but he didn't know what he thought of, and his expression became a little scared.

At the food stall, after teaching him a lesson, Li Mingda could not bear it even when facing the strong fragrance. He didn't care whether he was shy or shy, so he picked up chopsticks and picked up a piece of beef and put it in front of him.

Unlike ordinary people, Li Mingda, who has been practicing martial arts since childhood, praised the beef as big and thin enough, but another thought came to his mind: "What a powerful sword-zhang skill, if this is used in martial arts practice, wouldn't it be..."

There was no way, the beef suddenly looked a little thinner and bigger, but in Li Mingda's eyes, someone could use his lightweight and smooth knife skills to make the beef slices almost exactly the same thickness. It was no longer awesome to describe it.

If this kind of knife skills is used on living people, the result will be...

When Li Mingda thought of some bloody scenes, he was shocked and quickly smashed the scene in his mind to pieces.

"It is said that this guy's cooking skills are obtained from gods and immortals. Just cooking skills can have such skills. If the gods give martial arts methods or seek to cultivate immortals, then wouldn't it be..."

Thinking of this, Li Mingda, who had "waste resources" in his mind, suddenly appeared in his mind. When he looked at someone who was still orderly and was not panicked because of the busy business, his eyes were so angry!
Chapter completed!