The Complete Guide To Rearing An Alien Boyfriend Chapter 127 What I Eat Is The Art Of Food

After two or three seconds, Tsukino Usagi took the lead in pushing the door open, and “transformed” into “Sailor Moon”. This gave the audience a surprise, and the anime fan Yamamoto Shang took the lead in applauding.

Then, Mizuno Ami and Hino Rei walked from both ends of the stage to behind the door and “transformed” themselves in this way.

Three “Sailor Moons” each put a cla.s.sic pose on the last note of the song.

Yamamoto Shang gave a thumbs up to the three “Sailor Moons” with satisfaction, and the three “Sailor Moons” ran down to give him hugs and kisses.

When Weiwei was performing on stage just now, she frequently winked at Yamamoto Shang, and he also received it.

When she hugged Yamamoto Shang, she deliberately rubbed him with her “big b.r.e.a.s.t.s”, making him feel as if he were melting and numb.

Yamamoto Shang smiled at her knowingly, and she gave him a meaningful look back.

They also threw kisses and offered a special chocolate c.o.c.ktail to the guests.

The atmosphere at the scene was extremely warm.

Weiwei sat back next to Yamamoto Shang and poured wine for him.

Yamamoto Shang, drunk and hazy, said to her, “Weiwei, it seems that I'm going to give you a big job tonight. The sage of Z Country once said, 'When G.o.d is about to grant a man great responsibility, he would first toil his flesh and bone…' How about activating your muscles and bones tonight?”

Weiwei was shaking with laughter.

Yamamoto Shang glanced at her plump and trembling b.r.e.a.s.t.s, and asked with a dreadful appearance, “Weiwei, what kind of sugar do you like to eat?”

Weiwei said, “I like to eat taffy.”

Yamamoto Shang meaningly said, “I like to eat rabbit milk candy in your country. I'm going to enjoy myself to the fullest tonight.”

Weiwei blushed, raised the magic wand of “Sailor Moon”, pointed at him, smiled, and said, “Well, you are so naughty. I'm going to punish you tonight on behalf of the moon!”

Yamamoto Shang burst into hearty laughter.

Long Xi watched Weiwei attentively and deliberately flatter Yamamoto Shang. She was sorry for her, feeling a little lonely and sad.

People walked on their own road of life. Was Weiwei really going to choose this road for herself?

She wanted to persuade Weiwei to step back from the wrong path, but she knew exactly that Weiwei would not listen to whatever she said.

And Lord Mo Kun seemed to turn a blind eye to Weiwei's affairs and talked and laughed with grandma as usual.

Long Xi remembered her birthday gift for Lord Mo Kun, and said with a smile, “Brother Kun, didn't you say you wanted to eat my longevity noodles?”

She took out the fermented dough in a fresh bag from her big bag, which was a surprise for her Brother Kun.

She went into the kitchen and asked the chef for permission to borrow their kitchen. She wanted to make a bowl of longevity noodles for her fiancé.

The chef was moved by her affection and agreed to her request.

There was a pot of local broth of Provence in the kitchen. After tasting it, Long Xi felt that the juice was strong and it could stimulate the appet.i.te of the people.

Okay, they could just use it to make noodles. It was also a combination of Chinese and Western food by putting the ramen of Z Country and the broth of France together. Hey!

She stood up and went to a small s.p.a.ce next to her seat. She grabbed both ends of the dough and stretched it evenly, shaking up and down.

Then she interleaved two strips, repeatedly crossed them, and made long strips into a twisty shape…

She pulled it and made it into a double.

Pulled twice and increased to four.

Pulled three times…

Four times…

It could be seen that the noodles were getting finer and finer.

Mo Kun quickly took out his mobile phone to shoot videos, and he wanted to forward WeChat's Moments, like the Timeline of Facebook.

Long Xi was still shaking while folding, not allowing the noodles to stick together. The noodles between her two hands were like a silver dragon dancing wildly, which was exciting and heart-stirring.

Seven times, eight times…

After 12 times, Long Xi began to skip rope with noodles, the fancy skipping rope! During the whole process, the noodles were completely untouched.

Silence reigned in the restaurant.

Everyone held their breath because they feared that maybe a sneeze could break the nearly hair-thin noodles.

Yamamoto Shang had a very disapproving look and Weiwei was also very disdainful at first.

Now there was no disdain on her face. She opened her mouth slightly, widened her eyes, and stared at Long Xi's rope skipping performance dumbly.

There were joy and pride sparkled in the eyes of Mo Kun and grandma.

Yamamoto Shang recognized Mo Kun and Long Xi, and asked Weiwei, “Are they from your Z country?”

Weiwei smiled and said nothing, but she was still not convinced.

She looked at Man Shahua. Man Shahua pointed to Long Xi and made a vomiting gesture. Then she looked at Mo Kun and smiled coquettishly.

She smiled with twisted eyes, with a little cunning and charm, much like the seductive Su Daji's eyes on TV.

Mo Kun didn't notice Man Shahua at all, he could only see Long Xi within his vision.

He smiled and nodded slightly, he apparently also appreciated Long Xi's ramen skills.

Long Xi didn't notice their expressions at all. She concentrated on her ramen skipping performance.

After a few jumps, a cook brought out the Provence broth, and Long Xi put the noodles into the hot soup.

The noodles fell like a waterfall into the clear lake, which was exactly the scene described in a poem “Its torrent dashes down from 3,000 feet high, I wonder if it's the Milky Way that falls from the sky”.

What a shock!

Everyone was shocked by this scene, and even forgot to do the most basic clapping for applause.

It was clearly performing acrobatics rather than cooking!

In addition to the shock, Mo Kun also breathed a sigh of relief.

He was afraid that the noodles would break just now. It was beyond expectation that such thin noodles wouldn't break, which meant they were very resilient!

“Ah, are they really noodles? I haven't seen such resilient noodles in my life. Is there any additive added? Can you eat them?” Man Shahua couldn't help launching an attack.

Long Xi shook her head and said to her, “You don't understand. They are not noodles!”

“Then, what are they?” Man Shahua was a little surprised.

Mo Kun had understood Long Xi's meaning and said solemnly, “What we are eating are not noodles but art and deep love.”

Man Shahua was speechless.

Mo Kun ignored her, and carefully appreciated the bowl of longevity in front of him.

Long Xi had filtered out the impurities in the Provence broth before. The clear amber-color soup was without any meat impurities, and the noodles were soaked in the noodle soup like the hair of a beauty.

Mo Kun picked up a noodle with a fork, brought it to his mouth, chewed it gently, and instantly the fine hair on the whole body was bristled.

He could feel the noodles dancing in his mouth, releasing their delicious juices, filling the whole body from the throat down—the whole body felt like it was flying.

Noodles were made of flour from wheat.

The wheat flour stored the taste of sunshine, which was released at this moment, fresh, sweet, and refreshing.

He seemed to see himself going on an outing with Long Xi. The splendor of spring was bright with picturesque scenery.

There was a swing made of ramen in the woods. Mo Kun and Long Xi stood up together, face to face, and they swung happily.

Mo Kun took another mouthful of rich noodle soup.

The soup had the delicious taste of meat, but it was not so strong to grab the flavor.

Mo Kun seemed to see that in the summer, the cloudless sky was clear, and he was wearing swimming trunks and swimming happily with Long Xi in a blue wave.

Long Xi kissed him gently on his mouth from time to time…

Huh? How was this going?

He had eaten many kinds of noodles made for him by Long Xi, such as ramen, bamboo noodles, noodles in a simple sauce, beef noodles, Qishan noodles, shaved noodles, Dragon whiskers noodles, spaghetti, etc. Never had he eaten such delicious, slippery, and tasty noodles.

Long Xi felt very happy when she looked at the enchanted appearance of Mo Kun.

After eating, Mo Kun felt that his eyes were blind, his ears were deaf, his sense of smell was also gone, and the whole world disappeared. Only the delicious taste remained.

It was as if Mo Kun was awakening from a dream. He patted his belly and said with satisfaction, “It seems that I was right just now. It's really a work of art.”

Man Shahua could not help saying, “Mr. Mo Kun, are you exaggerated too much? Have you never eaten noodles in your life?”

Mo Kun said, “I'm sorry that you may never have a chance to eat noodles made by Xixi in your life. Even if I tell you, you can't understand it!”

Man Shahua gritted her teeth and went to serve others.

Yamamoto Longsan suddenly came up and said to Long Xi in rigid Chinese, “Miss Long, can you teach me how to make ramen? I've wanted to learn it for a long time. I don't have any other hobbies but a special love for the study of cooking!”

Long Xi reflected for a moment and said, “If you really want to learn, I can also teach you. But I only stayed in France for a few days, and my schedule is full these days. I'm afraid I won't have enough time to teach you.”

Yamamoto Longsan said, “I've been fascinated by the food civilization of Z Country for a long time. In the next semester, I'll be an exchange student at the Oriental Cuisine University in City B, Z Country. I'll come back to you then. Please don't hesitate to give me advice!”

Long Xi said, “That's OK. If so, let's leave our phone numbers, shall we?”

Yamamoto Longsan nodded happily and immediately exchanged phone numbers with Long Xi.

This time, Mo Kun did not stop it nor became jealous because he knew that Long Xi did all this mainly to get clues of the Snake family from Yamamoto Longsan, and he also appreciated Yamamoto Longsan's diligent att.i.tude of pursuing cooking skills.

He could see that what Yamamoto Longsan paid attention to was only cooking skills rather than beauties!

In fact, there was no need for such trouble. As long as he followed Yamamoto Longsan home tonight and put a subsidiary chip in his brain when he was asleep, he could get all the memories of Yamamoto Longsan, and naturally, he could learn where the clues of the Snake family were.

After Yamamoto Longsan left, Long Xi said, “Actually, maybe there are clues of the Snake family on Yamamoto Shang.”

Mo Kun laughed and said, “I can ask Weiwei to help us, secretly investigating Yamamoto Shang.”

666 Long Xi hesitated and whispered, “I am afraid that Weiwei hates me very much now. Will she help us?”

Mo Kun said, “Did you forget that I helped Xiaolu solve the affair of the pictures? Take it easy. I have my own excellent plans.”

Long Xi said with a cunning smile, “This indeed achieves two things in one stroke!”

Mo Kun laughed and said, “Let's play heroes in Legend of The Condor Heroes! Who do you want to be, Guo Jing or Huang Rong?”

A European waitress came over and offered them the last dessert, which turned out to be three world-famous paintings made of chocolate.