Abnormal Gourmet Chronicle-Chapter 675 - 347: The Awakened Spirit

After a simple freshen-up, Qin Huai walked into the kitchen.

Cao Guixiang always made clear broth, mainly using it in her cooking. However, the shark fin dish required a golden broth, which meant a deep golden chicken stock, so Cao Guixiang actually prepared two pots of broth.

Qin Huai could only use the clear broth to cook the Chicken Soup Noodles.

A bit extravagant.

Before kneading the dough, Qin Huai secretly took a small sip of the clear broth.

Delicious.

Extremely delicious.

Exquisitely delicious.

The most important aspect of good broth is its freshness, concentrating all the flavors of the ingredients in the soup. Theoretically, whatever dish you make, as long as you add a spoonful of good broth, the flavor of the dish won’t be poor.

Cao Guixiang’s broth-making skills were exceptional, her clear broth looked extremely pure, just like bubbling water. After taking a small sip, Qin Huai, still savoring the taste, took another sip before starting to knead the dough.

Seemingly playing with his phone in the dining room, Zhang Chu was secretly watching the kitchen. He saw Qin Huai sneaking two sips of the broth and quietly whispered to Cao Guixiang: "Xiao Qin has the same problem as me. Back in Qiu County, whenever you made broth I couldn’t resist sneaking a couple of sips in the kitchen."

Cao Guixiang: ...

Cao Guixiang said helplessly: "You have the nerve to admit that, as a father, you led the way in stealing broth. Chi Yuan and Si Yu followed suit. I painstakingly prepared a pot of broth, and by the time I caught you all drinking it, there was only half left, not enough for cooking."

"You promised Si Yu she could have three dishes on her birthday, and two couldn’t be made. Your daughter cried herself hoarse all night because of your mischief."

Zhang Chu could only scratch his thinning hair awkwardly and smiled ingratiatingly: "My fault, all my fault, wife. You’ve scolded me all these years, so let’s not do it in front of Xiao Qin this time."

Cao Guixiang was amused by Zhang Chu’s reaction: "So you know it’s embarrassing, huh? Did you finish making the phone stand for Xiao Qin?"

"Finished it, of course. I was afraid one wouldn’t be enough, so I made two. That way, Xiao Xing can have one in the canteen, one at home, and carry another in a bag. The portable stand is specially lightweight, lighter than the other two."

Cao Guixiang nodded with satisfaction and continued to watch Qin Huai knead the dough from a distance.

After stir-frying yams for five days and kneading dough again, Qin Huai felt back in his comfort zone. Everything came effortlessly; the familiar Master Qin was back.

With Qin Huai’s current noodle-kneading skills, making hand-rolled noodles was a breeze.

Soon, three portions of noodles were done.

Cooking the noodles.

With Qin Huai’s current Advanced level of fire control, cooking the noodles was foolproof, as long as he didn’t doze off and let the water boil dry, the noodles would turn out fine.

But he was still a bit nervous.

Because once the noodles were cooked and rinsed with cold water, they needed one more pass through the clear broth, which was the essence.

Previously, when the Chicken Soup Noodles were made with Huang Shengli’s broth, Zheng Siyuan couldn’t get enough of it; now they were using Cao Guixiang’s clear broth.

Slurp.

Qin Huai was tempted to sneak another sip.

It was just too tasty.

Having a sensitive palate means Qin Huai could appreciate the taste of a dish more than others. Of course, if a dish was particularly bad, he’d probably taste more of its flaws too.

Ordinary people, take Qin Luo for example; she could definitely taste the difference between Huang Shengli’s broth and Cao Guixiang’s broth. Qin Luo could tell you confidently that Cao Guixiang’s broth tasted better, but if you asked how much better, in what way specifically, Qin Luo could only say she could slightly tell, but not much.

She could tell you with her appetite—she could drink four catties of Cao Guixiang’s broth, but only 3.2 catties of Huang Shengli’s.

3.2 catties was Qin Luo’s limit for drinking broth, but Cao Guixiang’s broth let her surpass that limit.

Qin Huai was different; Cao Guixiang’s clear broth felt excessively delicious to him. Every split second the clear broth spent on his tongue was the ultimate flavor experience. If the circumstances allowed, Qin Huai would even call her "grandma" instead of "master."

Zhang Zhiyun and Chang Qingqing were truly two enviable kids.

Qin Huai nervously cooked the noodles.

Noodles were ready.

[Longevity Noodles A+ Level]

Who among the family understands? The Longevity Noodles benefited from the clear broth, rising to the top.

An A+ Level snack’s quality is impressive; just look at how Xu Cheng praised the guo’er in "Taste."

Qin Huai served the three bowls of noodles on the table, the aroma was overwhelming.

The rich scent of the clear broth filled the air.

Zhang Chu stared at the noodles, eyes wide, clearly showing that although he had eaten many good dishes over the years, it was his first time eating such impressive noodles.

Even Cao Guixiang didn’t expect noodles cooked in clear broth to be this extraordinary. She held her chopsticks in a daze for a few seconds before saying: "If my master knew I used clear broth for noodles, he’d definitely scold me."

Qin Huai was already slurping noodles when he heard Cao Guixiang say this. He quickly bit off the noodles, a bit embarrassed, and asked: "Did I mess up, master? I’m sorry, I didn’t know clear broth couldn’t be used..."

Cao Guixiang interrupted Qin Huai, took a big mouthful of noodles, and said, with her mouth full: "What does my master know about noodles? He’s just a cook who doesn’t understand pastry. Xiao Qin, next time let me know in advance when you’re coming back. I’ll prepare the broth, and we’ll have breakfast like this every morning!"