Chapter 351 Chinese Style Spaghetti
The other members were busy making their main commodity of the day, pasta.
When the noodles arrived, they were dumbfounded to find that the box containing the sauce had disappeared! !
The most important sauce is missing, and there are not enough ingredients to make it yourself, and they don’t have the skills. Just adding the sauce just because the noodles are cooked, it’s simple. Go buy it now. Recently, there is a supermarket that sells spaghetti sauce. It takes more than ten minutes to drive. It takes half an hour to go back and forth. The customers who were attracted by them are already in a long line. Everyone is anxious to send someone to buy the sauce, while comforting The guests in front of him, but the guests were a little impatient.
"Did you make a mistake? Didn't you say there is cheap and delicious Italy?"
"That's right, let's wait for so long, is the face still okay?"
The commotion at the other end made Yuan Jingchu, who had sung to the back, a little surprised, and came to ask, only to know what happened.
Open the back ingredients and find that the existing ingredients are only minced meat, carrots and onions
In her opinion, this is a relatively complete set of ingredients, but for those who rarely cook by themselves, this time I only intend to cook the vegetables and noodles, and then directly reproduce the pasta sauce. That said, it seems more difficult.
Seeing that the customers were impatiently waiting, many people ran to other booths, and everyone was very anxious.
Yuan Jingchu hesitated for a moment, "I can't make pasta, it's a bit like that, okay?"
Seeing these ingredients, she suddenly thought of Huaxia's Zhajiang Noodles. She has sweet noodle sauce in her space, and it is not difficult to make the sauce for Zhajiang Noodles, so she went up to ask.
Christine is the president of their club. As soon as she heard her words, she thought of how delicious the Yuan Jingchu's food he usually ate that day, and nodded decisively: "Okay!"
Tonight's chef next to "But the President" was a little unhappy.
Christine glanced at her, "You can do what you want."
"" The girl closed her mouth and stepped back without speaking.
Yuan Jingchu didn't have time to explain too much to her. From the bag, he actually took out the sweet noodle sauce and soybean paste from the space, and quickly fry the minced meat until the oil came out, add the mixed sauce, and take out a wash Good onions come, quickly slice and dice the onions
The people around were stunned, this speed, this precision
It's not chopping vegetables at all, it's art right? !
In less than a minute, Yuan Jingchu cut an onion, and the staff next to her had already started cooking noodles. Yuan Jingchu quickly added the chopped onion to the sauce and stir-fry. Living.
"smell good"
"It smells delicious, but it doesn't seem to smell like pasta?"
"It doesn't matter if it's pasta! It's delicious!"
"Yeah, it's delicious, why not? I haven't had dinner yet."
"It's only $5 a piece and it feels like a good value!"
"Have you seen the sign in front? It says Chinese-style pasta! Looking forward to it!" This person was referring to the sign of their club that Christine quickly modified according to the situation.
Yuan Jingchu quickly prepared the sauce. The amount of sauce is not a lot, and he can make at least ten noodles.
The amount of food they sell for charity on campus is not large, so a group of people got busy and quickly made ten noodles.
The first ten people quickly ate the hot, newly-baked Chinese-style pasta. Although the sauce was Chinese-style and the noodles were Italian-style noodles, they were nondescript. The man couldn't wait to take a bite, his eyes widened, and the speed of eating accelerated.